Shen Bai was tied to a pillar in the middle of the formation by the Taoist priests of Jin Valley.
The entire ancient tomb contained forty-nine coffins. Judging from their dilapidated condition, the formation was clearly pre-designed, just waiting for the final offering.
And the white silk was the most important offering.
Of course, Shen Xi was not spared either.
Jin Gu grabbed Shen Xi and mercilessly slashed his wrists to bleed him.
"Ahhh, are you crazy? What are you doing? I told you to kill Chen Bai!"
"Smack!"
Jin Gu was extremely dissatisfied with Shen Xi's struggle and slapped him hard across the face.
While bleeding, he said something that Shen Xi could not believe.
"You've been enjoying being the young master of the Shen family for a few days now, haven't you? My dear son."
"What did you say? I am Shen Songyuan's son."
Shen Xi's pupils contracted sharply, his heart filled with fear, and his suspicions made his face turn pale.
"Didn't you already guess? I've known your mother for a long time. Otherwise, why would she get pregnant with my child and have an affair with Shen Songyuan?"
A mocking look appeared in Jin Gu's eyes, as if he were a demon watching its prey unable to escape its fate.
"Didn't you already know? Otherwise, why would you have tried to kill Shen Fang and Shen Bai time and time again? You think you've hidden it well, saying you only like Song Yun? Your stupid mother believed that, but I don't."
His words struck Shen Xi like a thunderbolt.
"Cooperate with me, and I might spare your life. But if you dare to ruin my plans, then my son and I will die together."
I just don't know if Shen Songyuan will let you live if he finds out you're not his son.
As Shen Bai listened to all of this, he felt like his brain couldn't keep up.
The hands tied behind the pillar struggled incessantly, but unfortunately the ropes were tied very tightly.
Shen Xi had no room to resist. He couldn't believe that his biological father was such a monster. Even though he had guessed it long ago, Shen Xi still couldn't accept this fact.
He couldn't accept that a third person knew; Shen Bai had to die.
He stretched out his hand and deliberately cut his wrist to provide Jin Gu with blood for drawing talismans and setting up formations.
Shen Bai understood the magic array: forty-nine coffins, with people of utmost yin purity as sacrifices.
The person who sets up the formation can greatly increase their cultivation level, but this formation has a great drawback: anyone who uses this formation will surely explode and die.
However, Jin Gu is a ghost cultivator, so not only will he not explode and die, but his cultivation level will increase several times higher.
Once the formation is complete, all the wandering ghosts within a hundred miles will be drawn into it, becoming nourishment for Golden Valley to increase their cultivation.
Shen Xi was born in the Yin month and Yin hour, making him the most suitable person to be a sacrifice.
However, Shen Bai's cultivation level is high, and he is born with a pure Yin body and Yin-Yang eyes, so even the latter can become the best sacrifice.
However, Shen Bai was well protected by Qingyue Temple, and Jin Valley had no way to capture him. Unexpectedly, more than ten years later, Shen Bai actually came down the mountain on his own.
How could Jin Gu possibly let such a good opportunity slip by?
His sinister eyes looked at Shen Bai, yet there was a hint of tenderness mixed in.
He sprinkled Shen Xi's blood on the surrounding array while speaking softly, as if coaxing a child.
"Little Bai, don't worry, your senior brother won't let you suffer for too long. It's just that I really want to improve my strength. No one in the Taoist temple has ascended to immortality for a long time."
"I promise you, if I ever ascend to immortality, I will announce to the world that I am a disciple of Qingyue Temple."
Shen Bai glared at him, speaking harshly:
"You ghost cultivator, you dare to call yourself my senior brother? This formation has no chance of succeeding."
Shen Bai hadn't spoken for a long time, but he wasn't afraid of this person, much less of death.
He cares about people in the mortal realm, the underworld, and the heavenly realm. Shen Bai is not afraid of anything. He is only worried that Song Yun will blame himself and that his little grandmaster will be sad.
"Hahaha, Junior Brother can really talk now? Why isn't your cultivation level a little lower? If Little White's cultivation level were a little lower, Senior Brother would definitely teach you properly..."
"Pah, trash, you traitorous bastard."
Shen Bai was very angry, and even his cursing speed increased.
It's a pity I haven't learned more swear words yet. Looks like I'll have to go down and learn from the Black and White Impermanence.
No, this formation requires the sacrifice of three souls and seven spirits. Will he be reduced to ashes?
"It's alright. I've been researching this formation for ten years, and now it's finally about to succeed! Hahahaha!"
Amidst Jin Gu's maniacal laughter, the formation was activated.
Shen Bai felt his wrists being cut open behind his back, and blood flowed down the rope and along his fingertips.
*
A Maybach on the highway.
Chen Nuo's face was ashen, and he held a few copper coins in his hand to perform divination.
"The southeast direction is an ominous sign."
Upon hearing this, the driver immediately sped off in a southeast direction.
Song Yun exuded an icy aura, and apart from Chen Nuo, no one in the car dared to utter a single word.
He stared at the location that had disappeared from his phone, already planning how to kill Shen Xi and that so-called Golden Valley Taoist.
The vehicle sped southeast until it arrived at a desolate, wild mountain area.
This was a huge graveyard. Song Yun could see that the surrounding area was filled with ghostly energy, and many ghosts were wandering around, completely unaware of the impending danger.
Big Ears then transformed back into the shape of a compass, obediently staying in Shen Nuo's hand.
As soon as Song Yun got out of the car, the surrounding ghosts and spirits immediately scattered, as if Song Yun and his companions were some kind of monstrous flood.
Shen Nuo glanced at Song Yun, raised an eyebrow, and guessed what was going on.
The compass needle spun rapidly, clearly indicating that this was the place they were looking for.
"Search separately; the person must be in this cemetery."
Shen Nuo said to Song Yun.
The bodyguards immediately scattered, and Song Yun followed along to search.
They couldn't call out to anyone directly, otherwise if Jin Gu and Shen Xi heard them, who knows what they might do to Shen Bai.
Suddenly, Song Yun felt a sharp pain in his heart for a moment.
The sudden pain made him frown and clutch his heart.
"Xiao Bai is in trouble, find him quickly."
He looked at Chen Nuo with pleading eyes.
Chen Nuo took out an earth-colored bead, cut his palm, and dripped blood onto it, causing the bead to emit a golden light.
"This bead is connected to the bead in Xiaobai's hand. He will not die within the next three days."
Upon hearing this, Song Yun summoned Dawn, the chief official of the underworld.
"Find Chen Bai."
Then they began searching within the cemetery.
However, the surroundings were eerie and ghostly, and even Fuxiao couldn't sense it. He could only open the gates of hell wide, letting these wandering ghosts go to the underworld.
Until midnight, Song Yun kept walking and stopping, trying to hear Shen Bai's voice. The graveyard was too big, and it was already dark.
They simply couldn't see it clearly.
It wasn't until he passed by a grave mound without a tombstone that Song Yun heard the voice he had been longing for.
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