Mortal: Copying the entry, reborn as Linghu Patriarch

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Four clear flying swords emerged from the void, hovering around him, their sword cries deep and chilling, their killing intent condensed to the extreme.

Just as the flying sword was about to pierce the sky...

The communication jade talisman in Wang Tiansheng's arms suddenly lit up, its spiritual light flashing rapidly.

A childish yet terrified voice pierced through the talisman and echoed throughout the void.

"Father! Save me! Someone's trying to kill me!"

"It's people from Yellow Maple Valley! They've set a trap at Yan Family Fortress, and I'm trapped! Father, please come and save me!"

Wang Chan, filled with extreme panic and despair, cried out in anguish.

The sound was crystal clear and carried throughout the surrounding area.

The tense, deathly silence of the impending battle suddenly took on a strange air.

Yue country.

The territory of Yanjiabao.

The array patterns intertwined, and the spiritual light sealed off all directions.

Wang Chan was trapped in the center of the formation, with all her escape routes blocked, yet she remained defiant.

"Xin Ruyin, you dare to touch me?"

"My father is the leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect! He'll be here to save me soon. I advise you to let me leave immediately!"

"Otherwise, I will ensure the complete annihilation of your entire Yellow Maple Valley, leaving no one alive!"

He looked at Xin Ruyin in front of him, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth, his eyes extremely arrogant.

Xin Ruyin stood outside the formation, her brows furrowed slightly, a hint of worry quietly rising in her heart.

The other party's identity did indeed make her hesitant.

Young Master of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

After joining Huangfeng Valley, she was no longer a rogue cultivator and understood the vast difference in strength between the six major sects of the demonic path and Huangfeng Valley.

If it causes trouble for Master...

She couldn't help but worry.

Han Li stood behind Xin Ruyin and Dong Xuan'er, his heart filled with shock at the formation.

He never imagined that Xin Ruyin, who seemed to be quite young, would have such exquisite skills in array formations.

Trapping the Core Formation cultivator!

She trapped two demonic cultivators at the Core Formation stage using just one formation.

Has anyone seen this?

Is there any justice in this world?

This was the first time Han Li had ever realized that the elite disciples in the sect were so powerful.

The sect's foundation is unfathomable!

Wang Chan's threatening words were transmitted to Wang Tiansheng's ears word for word through the communication talisman.

Linghu Qing, who was standing right next to him, also heard it clearly.

Wang Tiansheng's face stiffened, and he looked at Linghu Qing with an embarrassed expression.

save?

How could he possibly save himself?

He himself was barely able to take care of himself, let alone have any strength left to help his son.

Inside the formation, Wang Chan waited in vain for a response, growing increasingly panicked, and called out urgently once more.

"Father! Speak to me! Where are you? Come and save me!"

After a moment of silence, a calm and unfamiliar voice slowly emerged from the communication talisman.

"Your dad will be here soon."

Upon hearing this, Wang Chan was overjoyed, and her tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed.

But the next moment, he froze, and the joy in his eyes vanished instantly.

The voice was calm and cold; it wasn't his father's voice at all!

Before he could even wonder or ponder.

"Master!"

Xin Ruyin's eyebrows relaxed, and she said with delight.

"Chan'er, run!!"

Suddenly, Wang Tiansheng's heart-wrenching, desperate roar exploded in the message string.

With a warning sounded, Wang Tiansheng went all out.

He abandoned all defenses, burning his remaining spiritual power, creating a raging sea of ​​blood that hurtled straight at Linghu Qing's face.

He took the opportunity to escape.

They only hoped to use this moment of struggle to gain a chance to escape.

Linghu Qing's expression remained unchanged. His piercing gaze swept across the sea of ​​blood, and the resentment, yin energy, and ghostly aura vanished into thin air.

I felt relaxed and carefree.

The moment he thwarted the attack, he did not pursue the fleeing Wang Tiansheng.

Looking at the other person's fleeing figure.

His four floating swords suddenly changed direction and pierced into the depths of the void beneath his feet.

hum-

The spiritual light beneath the earth trembled violently, and fine, blood-red patterns instantly spread throughout the entire space.

Strands of scarlet blood gushed from the ground along the sword wound, staining the void.

Wang Tiansheng, who had originally fled a hundred miles away, was turned into a bloody explosion.

It turned out to be a clone.

The original body was forcibly pulled out from underground and lay on the ground.

Wang Tiansheng had four swords stuck in his stomach, his spiritual power was dissipating, his body was covered in sword wounds, and his aura was extremely weak.

His eyes were fixed on Linghu Qing, filled with disbelief.

"You... how could your divine sense possibly see through my Blood Concealment Technique?"

He had just used a top-notch concealment technique to perfectly conceal his aura and movements, believing it to be flawless.

Even a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator might not be able to detect him.

"You demonic cultivators always like to fake your deaths."

"Playing dead is one thing, but you always try to play the 'blind spot' trick, staying put and not moving. Do you really think I can't see you?"

Linghu Qing did not reply, his eyes cold and indifferent.

Tian Sha was like this, and so was Wang Tiansheng.

The four flying swords churned violently inside his abdomen, shredding his internal organs.

Wang Tiansheng's technique of concealing his breath and escaping could deceive divine sense, but it could not deceive his divine perception.

The moment the physical body shatters.

"Linghu Qing, you deserve to die!"

"I will be back!"

Wang Tiansheng's shattered nascent soul, carrying the last wisp of his essence, hastily broke free from his body, attempting to escape through the void.

But in the next instant, a dense purple light suddenly enveloped the surrounding area.

The Heavenly Demon Eye operated at full power, unleashing its soul-binding power to lock down the nascent soul.

Forcibly pulling, suppressing, and infiltrating.

The battle for souls and spirits began instantly.

Linghu Qing had anticipated this.

The lesson of the Heavenly Fiend True Lord's self-destruction before his death was still fresh in his mind, and he would never allow the same mistake to be repeated.

His primary goal in this confinement was not to kill him instantly, but to read his memories and plunder his secret techniques as much as possible before he self-destructed.

A massive amount of information flooded into my mind through the connection between my soul and spirit.

Linghu Qing controlled 30%.

He instantly absorbed the Ghost Spirit Sect's unique concealment technique, "Blood Concealment Technique."

Wang Tiansheng endured excruciating pain, desperately suppressing the urge to self-destruct, clinging to his remaining soul.

50%.

The opponent still hadn't detonated their Nascent Soul, and Linghu Qing saw that the opponent was discussing with the six sects of the Demonic Path, plotting against the Yue Kingdom.

70%.

A hint of surprise flashed through Linghu Qing's mind.

He originally thought that Wang Tiansheng would be like Tian Sha, preferring death to surrender and perish together with the enemy.

Unexpectedly, this person's obsession with life was so strong that he was willing to endure the invasion of his soul and allow others to plunder his foundation in order to survive.

They still have to fight him for control.

All I can say is—greed!

Too greedy.

You might have been able to self-destruct just now, but now I've controlled it to about 70%, so whether you can self-destruct or not is no longer up to you.

Control 80%.

at last.

Wang Tiansheng suddenly realized that no matter how hard he struggled, he could not regain control and his life and death were not in his own hands.

An extreme fear of death overwhelmed my mind.

Is he really going to die?

Unwilling!

A surge of overwhelming hatred welled up in my heart.

"No, I will never let you... with your abilities?"

"You think you can...control me?!"

He exhausted his last bit of divine soul essence, attempting to detonate his nascent soul in a desperate counterattack.

No matter how much it was urged, the nascent soul remained lifeless and silent, its self-destruction path already completely sealed off by the power of the Heavenly Demon.

They can't even manage to self-destruct.

"No!"

In the final moment of complete control, Wang Tiansheng let out a mournful and desperate roar, filled with resentment and regret.

But ultimately, there was nothing that could be done to reverse the situation.

After a few breaths.

In mid-air, the originally ferocious and resentful nascent soul phantom completely lost all emotion.

His eyes were empty and lifeless, his face expressionless, like a newly created puppet that had been completely refined.

Linghu Qing stared for a moment, a slight ripple in his heart.

So smoothly.

It was a bit unexpected.

It seems that he is already very strong.

In fact, as the leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect, Wang Tiansheng's strength is definitely not bad. If he hadn't been restrained, he could have held on for a while longer.

But even if you don't restrain yourself, the outcome will be the same.

His current strength.

The technique of escape can reach the speed of the late Nascent Soul stage, but it cannot be sustained due to insufficient spiritual power.

His divine sense was top-tier in the mid-Nascent Soul stage, even stronger than that of Nanlonghou.

Her spiritual power was just average, at the old-school mid-stage Nascent Soul level, similar to Wang Tiansheng, but less than Yunlu's.

Four green bamboo bee cloud swords.

Numerous entries.

And then there's the ultimate trump card—the Mirror of Illusion.

Without using the Mirror of Illusion, his overall strength is probably slightly stronger than Yunlu's.

If we use the holographic mirror...

He didn't know because he had never used it before.