Mortal: Copying the entry, reborn as Linghu Patriarch

Outside the cave.

The Hundred Sons United Demon sensed that something was wrong and turned to quietly retreat.

But in the next instant, a cold and solemn figure suddenly stood in front of him, blocking all escape routes.

The powerful Jin Ge clan member fixed his gaze on the wisp of soul with a deep, unwavering look.

Yan Wuming froze, his heart pounding.

Behind him stood another figure exuding a powerful aura.

The two Mahayana monks completely surrounded it.

"Oh?"

"It's quite strange that a Hundred-Child Demon is hiding here."

A hint of surprise flashed in Liuyu's eyes, tinged with amusement.

Yan Wuming's soul was tense. He instantly activated the Disintegration Technique, only to find himself completely imprisoned and unable to move.

He was also unable to commit suicide.

They could only watch as the powerful Jin Ge clan member raised his hand and grabbed at something in mid-air.

Within ten thousand miles.

The ninety-nine original soul fragments hidden in various places were all forcibly captured and manipulated at their fingertips.

All the hundred souls gathered together, without missing a single one.

Yan Wuming's pupils shrank suddenly, filled with horror.

Is this the terrifying power of a Mahayana cultivator?

"We're doomed."

Linghu Qing sensed something through his soul and felt a slight tightening in his heart.

With a hundred children united in heart, the demon cannot be saved!

Yan Wuming was a demonic soul that he had painstakingly nurtured with countless resources. It would be a real pity if they all perished today.

However, he remained calm.

The control exerted by the Eye of the Heavenly Demon is irreversible.

Even the most advanced Mahayana practitioners cannot solve this problem; the only solution is to exterminate their bloodline to make them extinct.

Anyone who forcibly attempts to search Yan Wuming's soul will only cause it to die suddenly.

It is absolutely impossible to trace back to even a fraction of oneself.

Xi Jin glanced at the hundred imprisoned soul shadows and spoke calmly.

"His cultivation level is merely at the Nascent Soul stage; he's just a half-finished product. We can simply kill him."

"Wait a minute."

Liu Yu slightly raised her hand to stop him.

"The Hundred Sons United Demon, apart from those in the Demon Realm and the Spirit Realm, is basically all created by humans."

"First, search its soul to see who created it."

A vast and powerful divine soul descended, forcefully invading the core of the soul.

Linghu Qing watched quietly, waiting for Yan Wuming to die.

Yet at this moment.

The surrounding void suddenly fluctuated.

Several powerful auras descended in succession.

The Horned Chi Clan, the Sea King Clan, and all the Mahayana cultivators from various clans were present!

They were all furious.

"Jinge tribe, how dare you!"

Xi Jin and Liu Yu's expressions changed drastically, filled with shock.

"What are you doing here?"

"How did we get here?"

"Are you trying to say that we shouldn't be presiding over a blood sacrifice?"

The Sea King Clan's Mahayana form wore a cold smile, his voice icy and chilling.

The flowing water reflects everything.

He initially discovered the Hundred Sons United Demon by observing the flow of water, but he didn't intend to deal with it.

My consciousness just kept following them.

I just thought it was something I did out of boredom, and I suddenly wanted to see what the ants were doing, just to pass the time.

But unexpectedly.

He actually discovered the Golden Goose tribe's little scheme.

He raised his hand and grabbed the Shadow Clan Mahayana whose memories had been altered, forcibly searching his soul.

A moment later, the Sea King Clan's Mahayana form turned ashen-faced, his anger blazing.

"What a clever trick by the Jin Ge tribe! What a complete scam!"

On the other side.

The Mahayana of the Horned Chi Clan offered up a five-colored stone and struck the fake Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword heavily.

Click!

The sword trembled violently and instantly became covered with fine cracks.

"Fake! All of it is fake!"

The Horned Chi tribe's Mahayana roared angrily, his killing intent sweeping across the entire area.

Even the Xuan Tian Treasure, ranked last on the Chaos Myriad Spirits Ranking, couldn't withstand a single blow.

"Golden Clan, you're courting death!"

The atmosphere in the room instantly fell silent.

All the powerful clans and influential figures wore grim expressions, their anger barely contained.

For the sake of the Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword, they committed so much killing, sacrifice, and toil, only to find it was all a farce in the end.

They carry a sinister aura even when they kill.

Is it easy to refine evil energy?

Linghu Qing dared not utter a word.

What the Jin Ge tribe did was naturally a good thing for the human race.

By diverting the attention of major powers and shifting the trouble to other regions, the Fengyuan Continent can be preserved.

As for the fate of other continents, that's none of his concern.

"You are carrying out mass blood sacrifices on the creatures of the Wind Elemental; do you truly intend to provoke a war among the hundred races?"

The two members of the Jin Ge tribe were driven to the brink of despair and roared angrily.

The Sea King Clan's Mahayana form exuded a chilling killing intent.

"What's wrong with a war between a hundred races!"

"Anyone who stands in my way of seizing the Xuan Tian Treasure deserves to die!"

"Since you wish to preserve the Fengyuan Continent, then I will make this continent flow with rivers of blood!"

The two top clans, the Sea King Clan and the Horned Clan, launched a simultaneous attack on the two individuals.

The battle between the Mahayana practitioners erupted instantly.

The heavens and earth trembled, and the void crumbled.

The other Mahayana practitioners from various ethnic groups watched coldly, with no one intervening.

Even the Venerable One looked indifferent and was filled with disappointment.

As the person in charge of Fengyuan Continent, although he also hoped for stability in Fengyuan Continent, he cared more about the whereabouts of the Xuantian Treasure.

Linghu Qing's mind suddenly tensed up.

No.

Once the Jin Ge tribe is destroyed, there will be no one to carry on their anger.

These enraged powerful clans and figures will surely unleash their resentment on the native races of the Fengyuan Continent.

Humans and demons alike were doomed to perish.

We must find a way to convince everyone that the Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword has already left this place!

His gaze swept rapidly across the entire area, instantly locking onto the intercontinental teleportation array below the cave entrance.

The only way to break this deadlock is right here!

Linghu Qing's Five Thunder Eight Trigrams Body can conceal his aura and also confuse directions within a certain range.

Only reveal your presence, not your location.

Within this territory sealed off by the great formation, it's enough to deceive everyone!

He patiently waited for the right opportunity to act.

I already had an idea in mind.

at last.

Inside the cave.

The intercontinental teleportation array finished charging and burst out with a dazzling white light, illuminating the entire cave!

All eyes were on the battle between the Mahayana cultivators before them.

The two Jin Ge tribe members were no match for them.

The two retreated step by step, and soon found themselves in grave danger.

It's now!

"Go quickly!"

Linghu Qing's mind stirred, and Yan Wuming instantly used teleportation to enter the teleportation array.

Once the battle began, no one paid any attention to the little guy.

Now its actions have attracted the attention of the great celestial beings.

Everyone assumed that the little guy had chosen the right moment, attempting to escape through the teleportation array right under their noses.

They didn't take it to heart at all.

But when they looked at it, they were instantly dumbfounded.

Yan Wuming raised his arm, and a silver-white sword-shaped symbol appeared on his own initiative.

at the same time.

A familiar and unique aura of a Xuan Tian treasure burst forth!

Yan Wuming raised his head, a mocking smile playing on his lips, as if he were ridiculing the ignorance of all the powerful figures present.

"This is... the aura of a Xuan Tian treasure!!"

"The Xuan Tian Spirit-Slaying Sword is inside him!"

A Mahayana cultivator suddenly fell silent, his face filled with horror.

"Stop it!!"

An angry roar came from an unknown person.

The entire audience erupted in uproar, and everyone stopped instantly.

The Horned Clan, Sea King Clan, and Golden Spear Clan, who were locked in a fierce battle, were all frozen in place.

Countless powerful beings raised their hands and unleashed their spiritual treasures, frantically bombarding the teleportation array in an attempt to forcibly intercept the other party.

No one expected it.

The true Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword actually recognized a weak Nascent Soul Demon Soul as its master!

But the next moment, everyone's faces turned completely ashen.

The teleportation array was completely undamaged!

This teleportation array had been reinforced with multiple layers of defensive restrictions by the Golden Clan, making it extremely sturdy.

Originally intended to prevent the escape of the Shadow Clan's Mahayana cultivators from being interrupted, it has now ironically facilitated Yan Wuming's actions.

A blinding white light flashed by, carrying Yan Wuming's figure away completely!