pjbooks Chapter 128 Soul Devouring, Spirit Nurturing
Chapter 128 Soul Devouring, Spirit Nurturing
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An hour later.
On a high ground at the edge of the contaminated area.
Master Qingxu and the turtle fisherman from the South China Sea stood side by side, looking down at the rainforest shrouded in gray-black mist.
Even from miles away, one could feel the chilling, foul aura emanating from the trees. Through the gray fog, the twisted and grotesque outlines of the trees were faintly visible, and chilling roars could be heard from time to time.
"Such a heavy aura of malevolence." Master Qingxu frowned.
The turtle fisherman in the South China Sea took out a compass from his canvas bag.
The compass needle spun wildly, finally pointing deep into the fog, and trembled violently.
"A chilling aura fills the sky, and a bloody light is faintly visible." The turtle fisherman from the South China Sea said in a deep voice, "This certainly doesn't seem like the commotion caused by a broken seal."
He put away the compass, then took out a small instrument from his bag and pressed a few buttons on the foggy area.
A series of data appeared on the instrument screen.
"Energy reading... Grade A, still slowly rising." The turtle fisherman in the South China Sea frowned. "What's even stranger is that there are regular energy pulsations deep in the fog, with a frequency of about once per minute, like... a heartbeat."
Upon hearing this, Master Qingxu felt a chill run down his spine.
The two exchanged a glance, both seeing the same guess in each other's eyes.
"Something's not right," Master Qingxu said in a deep voice. "Let's go in and take a look."
The two were highly skilled and daring, and they leaped off the high ground and headed towards the contaminated area.
The moment they stepped into the contaminated area, a gray-black mist surged forth as if it were alive, attempting to engulf the two of them.
But just as the mist was about to touch the two of them, it seemed to have met its nemesis, making a soft "hissing" sound and quickly dissipating!
A faint golden light shimmered on the chest of Master Qingxu and on the waist of the turtle fisherman from the South China Sea, forming a purification zone about three meters in diameter centered on the two of them.
Master Qingxu and the turtle fisherman from the South China Sea exchanged a glance, both seeing the awe in each other's eyes.
However, the two had no time for reflection and continued deeper into the contaminated area.
The further you go in, the more eerie the environment becomes.
The tree's branches and leaves were an unnatural dark red, with a sticky sap oozing from their surface and emitting a fishy odor.
The ground was soft and damp, and when you stepped on it, pools of dark red blood would seep out.
What's even stranger is that all this filthy blood seems to be flowing slowly in the same direction.
Following the strange, foul-smelling flow of blood, Master Qingxu and the turtle fisherman from the South China Sea continued their journey deeper into the area.
After traveling about ten miles, the surrounding fog suddenly thickened, reducing visibility to less than three zhang (approximately 10 meters).
suddenly!
"roar!"
A dark figure suddenly pounced out from the fog on the side!
It was a leopard, but nearly twice the size of an ordinary leopard. Most of its fur had fallen off, revealing festering, oozing flesh beneath, clearly indicating that it had been completely corrupted by evil energy.
A fierce wind swept over us!
Master Qingxu reacted extremely quickly, pointing his fingers like a sword and striking in mid-air.
laugh!
A beam of pale blue true energy shot out, striking the leopard's forehead precisely.
The leopard's forward lunge came to an abrupt halt, and it collapsed to the ground with a thud. It twitched twice and then fell silent. However, what gushed from its wound was not fresh blood, but a thick, dark purple liquid that emitted a pungent stench.
Almost simultaneously, on the other side, the fog churned, and three equally wicked, crazed wild boars rushed out, heading straight for the turtle fishermen in the South China Sea!
The turtle fisherman in the South China Sea neither dodged nor avoided, but instead pulled out a long, strip-shaped object wrapped in cloth from behind his back.
The cloth slipped off, revealing a peach wood sword with an ancient, rustic texture.
The sword has no sharp edge, but in the hands of a turtle fisherman in the South China Sea, it seems to come alive.
With a flick of his wrist, the peach wood sword transformed into several afterimages.
Puff puff!
With a few soft sounds, the mutated wild boars seemed to be frozen in place, then wisps of black smoke rose from their bodies as they fell to the ground and died with mournful cries.
A faint, almost imperceptible golden halo emanated from the peach wood sword, instantly purifying the filth and evil energy it had accumulated.
Upon seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Master Qingxu's eyes.
This peach wood sword... has such a powerful effect in warding off evil!
No wonder it was designed by that person!
At this moment, the turtle fisherman in the South China Sea shook off non-existent stains from his sword, his expression becoming even more solemn.
"Brother Dao, the attacks of these corrupted beasts... are suspicious."
Master Qingxu nodded: "I also noticed it. They seem crazy, but the timing and angle of their attacks seem to be coordinated, unlike the behavior of wild beasts that have completely lost their minds."
The doubts in their hearts deepened.
After traveling a while longer, the fog suddenly thinned out.
A small clearing in the woods came into view.
The scene on the open ground was chilling!
Seven or eight human skeletons were carelessly discarded, their flesh and blood completely devoured, leaving only stark white bones. Judging from the remaining fragments of clothing, they appeared to be residents of nearby villages and towns.
In the center of the open space, a crack appeared in the ground, from which dark red blood gushed out like a spring, pooling into a small pool of blood.
Around the pool of blood, there were more than a dozen black wooden stakes engraved with strange runes. The stakes were connected by straw ropes soaked in blood, forming a simple array.
What's even more chilling is that the souls of the dead are currently bound above the pool of blood by an invisible force, struggling in agony but unable to escape.
Furthermore, their soul power was continuously extracted by the formation, turning into wisps of black energy that flowed into the blood pool and then, along some underground vein, flowed deeper into the polluted area.
"The Soul-Devouring and Evil-Nourishing Array..." Master Qingxu's face was grim. "What a vicious method!"
The turtle fisherman from the South China Sea crouched down and carefully examined the runes on the black wooden stakes. Suddenly, he reached out and felt around at the bottom of one of the stakes for a moment, then pried out a small piece of black crystal that was almost the same color as the stake and was easily overlooked.
The crystal was only the size of a fingernail, but it contained a wisp of extremely pure and condensed soul power.
"These are... Soul Control Stones?" A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the turtle fisherman from the South China Sea. "Someone is using these stones to remotely control the operation of the formation, and even... guide those corrupted beasts to launch attacks."
Master Qingxu took the Soul Control Stone, sensed it for a moment, and slowly said, "The person who made this thing is not weak in cultivation, at least at the Refining Spirit stage."
The two stared at each other in silence.
Things were far more complicated than expected.
The appearance of this contaminated area is definitely not a simple case of a broken seal!
It's more like... someone is deliberately using this as a cover to secretly carry out some kind of terrible ritual.
"Let's retreat first." The turtle fisherman in the South China Sea made a decisive decision. "We shouldn't stay here any longer; we need to reconsider."
Master Qingxu nodded.
The two did not linger and quickly retreated from the contaminated area along the same route.
And shortly after they left.
A blurry black shadow slowly emerged from the shadows at the edge of the blood pool.
The dark figure gazed in the direction they had left, letting out a low, hoarse, cold laugh.
"The Taoist priests of Great Xia... still love to meddle in other people's business."
"Unfortunately, we arrived too late."
"The blood sacrifice is complete, and the spirits will awaken... If you overestimate yourselves and offer sacrifices to the spirits... you will have to add more offerings."
The figure slowly blended into the shadows and disappeared.
All that remained was the gurgling pool of blood, and the endless wailing of wronged souls.