Chapter 159 Reverse Soul Curse
Feng Jin walked slowly through the void.
With each step, the churning waves of blood beneath their feet instantly froze, as if in fear of the Emperor of the Underworld's majesty.
He walked up to the man, ignoring the churning, foul air, and asked:
"Dongyuan. Let me guess, what benefits did Yun Jingyan promise you... hmm?"
A slight smile curved Feng Jin's lips:
"Using his own power over the origin of the Blood Sea as a guide, he stole the foul power of the Blood Sea to nourish Yun Jingyan's remaining spirit."
"In exchange, once Yun Jingyan reconstructs his physical body and regains his power, he will help you break free from my seal, is that right?"
The man named Dongyuan's face instantly froze.
Feng Jin let out a soft sneer, "Heh... It seems my guess was absolutely right."
His smile vanished abruptly, replaced by murderous intent.
"So, Yun Jingyan's remnant spirit is not only intact, but he has also reconstructed his physical body?"
As soon as Feng Jin finished speaking, Dong Yuan's face, which had been somewhat crazed due to pain, froze completely.
Having received his answer, Feng Jin didn't look at him again, turned away indifferently, and prepared to leave.
Dong Yuan seemed to be angered by his attitude and roared, "Feng Jin!"
"You're still the same! Always the same, so arrogant!"
He struggled, trying to break free of the chains binding him, his eyes fixed on Feng Jin's disappearing figure:
"One day, I will break through this damned seal of the sea of blood, slaughter all your lackeys, turn this Netherworld upside down, and then fight you to the death!"
Before he could finish his harsh words, Feng Jin continued walking without stopping, only a mocking voice echoing from his disappearing figure:
"oh."
He seemed to hear nothing more than the insignificant buzzing of mosquitoes.
Immediately afterwards, that calm voice rang out again, clearly echoing deep within the sea of blood:
"There's no need to wait for you to break the seal."
Feng Jin's figure vanished completely into the sea of blood, leaving only his last words echoing in the space:
The fact that you can still cling to life in this sea of blood proves it—
"You have never been my match."
"you!"
As if struck by a heavy blow, Dongyuan struggled and roared wildly, causing the entire depths of the Blood Sea to churn violently.
The next moment, Feng Jin's figure appeared silently above the sea of blood.
He hovered above the waves of blood and mist, slowly raising his hands to form a hand seal.
"Buzz!"
A terrifying pressure descended instantly.
The entire Netherworld Blood Sea seemed to groan and tremble under this oppressive force.
Dark golden imperial seal runes flowed from Feng Jin's hand.
"town!"
A single decree becomes law.
The imperial seal crashed into the depths of the sea of blood like a meteor falling from the heavens.
The entire Blood Sea space trembled violently.
Feng Jin remained expressionless as he changed the hand seals.
More runes, like living things, merged into the sea of blood, layer upon layer, reinforcing every inch of the seal.
A moment later, he took one last look at the completely suppressed sea of blood, his eyes devoid of any emotion.
"Send men to guard this place."
Feng Jin appeared beside Shen Tu, saying, "The Blood Sea Seal has been reinforced. Report any unusual activity immediately."
"I will obey Your Majesty's command!"
Feng Jin and Shen Tu disappeared from the sea of blood.
The next moment, they appeared deep within the heavily guarded Fengdu Imperial Palace.
"Shen Tu".
Feng Jin's voice broke the silence, "Use all available channels to search for Yun Jingyan's whereabouts. He has already reconstructed his physical body in the mortal realm; we must not give him another chance to breathe."
Shen Tu stood solemnly below, his usual playful smile long gone, replaced by a serious expression: "Yes, Your Majesty. I will take care of it immediately!"
Soon, the excited look of someone who loved watching a good show returned to his face:
"That old fox Yun Jingyan is truly first-rate at saving his life and hiding."
Then he frowned, pursed his lips, and looked at him with a hint of disdain:
"It's that black mudfish that crawled out of the stinky ditch in Mingye. His mouth is so tight! I tried to coerce and bribe him, but all he did was wheeze at me with that black smoke."
"As for that blockhead Yang Yun..."
Shen Tu spread his hands, making a helpless expression, "He's even more suffocating than a stone at the bottom of the River of Oblivion, it hurts my hand to even tap him! Your Majesty, how about..."
He leaned closer, lowered his voice, and suggested slyly, "Why don't you go to the trouble of giving him a soul-searching extravaganza?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Tu exclaimed "Ouch!" and slapped his forehead.
"No, no. You were ambushed by those two heartless bastards during your last seclusion, which damaged your vital essence, and you haven't fully recovered yet."
"I just reinforced the seal in the sea of blood, which consumed a lot of my divine power. If I use a mentally taxing technique like Soul Search now, it may trigger a backlash from my old injuries."
"It's alright." Feng Jin headed straight for the Yin Spring Cold Night Prison in Fengdu.
Shen Tu was taken aback, then quickly followed, muttering to himself:
"Oh, Your Majesty, I said it wouldn't work, your injury..."
Fengdu: The Prison of Yinquan in the Cold Night.
Not only is the sun never seen in this place, but even the light of the underworld itself is swallowed up, with only a bone-chilling coldness perpetually pervading the air.
Inside the enormous ice cage, Mingye was bound by chains.
Feng Jin appeared in front of the cage without saying a word, and didn't even glance at Ming Ye inside.
He raised his hand, spread his fingers, and grabbed at Mingye from a distance.
The temperature in the entire Yinquan Cold Night Prison plummeted to the point that even Shen Tu couldn't help but shiver.
"Ughhhh! Fengjin!"
Mingye let out a miserable howl.
He never expected that Feng Jin would unleash such a soul-searching technique that depletes one's life force without saying a word, leaving him completely unprepared.
Feng Jin's face was ashen, his eyes gleaming with a ghostly light as he forcibly analyzed Ming Ye's soul.
Countless fragments of shattered images and distorted thoughts flooded into his mind.
But there was no footage of Yun Jingyan.
A moment later, Feng Jin suddenly stopped.
His face was paler than usual, like the finest cold jade, and his lips were also paler, clearly indicating that he had exhausted himself.
He stared at Mingye, who was lying in the cage, breathing heavily and writhing in agony, and let out a sneer:
"Heh... that bastard Yun Jingyan actually cast a Soul Reversal Curse on you?"
The foul air inside the cage churned slightly, and Mingye's weak, hoarse voice rang out, tinged with twisted pleasure:
"Feng Jin, you didn't expect that, did you? He's wary of me, and he's wary of you too! How does that feel? Haha... cough cough..."
The laughter aggravated his wounded soul, turning into a violent cough.
Feng Jin nodded calmly, as if none of this stirred the slightest ripple in his heart: "Okay, I understand."
He ignored Mingye and turned his gaze to Shentu beside him, giving a casual order:
"Shen Tu".
"Yes, Your Majesty! What are your orders?" Shen Tu exclaimed.
“Reduce the temperature in this prison by another thirty percent,” Feng Jin’s voice was completely flat.
Before he finished speaking, Feng Jin turned around and disappeared at the end of the gloomy prison passage, leaving behind a cold silhouette.
"Yes! Your subordinate obeys!" Shen Tu replied loudly, immediately rubbing his hands together and activating the prison's restrictions.
In an instant, the ice inside and outside the cage thickened at a visible speed, and fine ice crystals condensed in the air.
The turbid energy writhing around Mingye became incredibly sluggish, as if it were about to be completely frozen.
Mingye couldn't even scream anymore, only a faint hissing sound remained.
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