The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 407 Soul-Binding and Bewitching Seal

Under the control of the three great saints, the hand seals merged and transformed into hundreds and thousands of strange dark golden chains, firmly binding the infant soul's body.

"Soul-Binding and Mind-Bewitching Seal, complete!"

As the three Great Sages gave a soft shout, the dark golden chains caressed the infant soul's scales as if gently stroking them, emitting a series of soft, seductive sounds.

The nine heads of the infant spirit were startled at first, then closed their eyes one by one, revealing expressions of enjoyment.

"Lord, maintaining this hand seal is extremely taxing on our minds, so please forgive us for being unable to spare any more attention to assist you. However, this beast's defenses have already reached their lowest point, so please kill it quickly!"

Then, the eight secondary heads of the infant spirit drooped down one after another, falling into a state of distress.

However, as the Night Demon King spoke, the infant soul's main head opened its dazed eyes.

Clearly, the Night Demon King's distraction in reminding Feng Ling slightly reduced the bewitching effect of the combined hand seals, which led to the main head showing signs of awakening.

"Woo! Woooo!!"

Amidst a long series of ear-piercing buzzing sounds, a divine spear, imbued with boundless power of thunder and fire, suddenly transformed into a ferocious purplish-black thunder dragon.

Immediately, Feng Ling rode the Thunder Dragon, unleashing a barrage of lightning and fire that furiously bombarded the infant soul's enormous body.

"Bang! Bang, bang..."

Under the indiscriminate bombardment, the infant soul trembled all over, its scales flying off and riddled with holes.

In particular, when the eight secondary heads were struck by lightning and exploded one after another, the immense pain jolted it awake from its sweet dream.

"Stop! Feng Ling, you can't kill me!"

Upon waking, the infant spirit sensed the body on the verge of collapse, the main head being bombarded, and the death aura emanating from Feng Ling himself, which filled it with immense fear and continued to descend with undiminished force!

Suddenly, the infant spirit could no longer hold back and roared hysterically, "If I perish, the Nine-Headed Resurrection Grass will also dissipate!"

Boom!

Like a thunderclap from a clear sky, Feng Ling was greatly alarmed and hurriedly tried his best to control the thunder dragon to stop its attack. Even so, a lot of residual thunder and fire still slammed into the infant soul.

"Lord of the city, this beast is cunning by nature. Don't be misled by its one-sided words!"

"Good, kill it quickly, and this war that has lasted for a thousand years will be over!"

Seeing that Feng Ling faltered at the crucial moment of annihilating the infant soul, the three Great Saints became somewhat anxious.

They are currently doing their best to bind and seal the infant soul's body and supernatural powers, preventing it from using its regenerative power to heal its injuries, thus making it unable to attack.

If you force your way out and break the Soul-Binding and Bewitching Seal, the eight heads of the infant soul that exploded can be restored to their original state in an instant, and it will be almost impossible to use this method to perfectly subdue the infant soul again.

"Hoo..." Ignoring the advice of Night Ghost King and the others, Feng Ling took a deep breath and used his internal energy to suppress the churning blood and qi in his body, as well as the feeling of irritability.

Immediately, Feng Ling stared coldly at the infant soul and said, "I hope you can give a reasonable explanation, otherwise, how can I know that what you say is true?"

"Hmph! Didn't they tell you that the Nine-Headed Serpent Resurrection Grass and I were born together? If you want to obtain the serpent resurrection grass, unless I willingly offer it up, or you harvest it from my own body, you can forget about getting it even if you kill me!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Ling secretly turned his gaze to the three Night Ghost Kings, only to see them exchange glances and remain silent, seemingly deep in thought.

Regardless of whether the three Great Sages already knew the truth of the matter, even if they did, they probably wouldn't change their current approach. Feng Ling knew that, in the eyes of the three Great Sages, annihilating the infant soul was probably the primary task, and they weren't particularly concerned about whether the Nine-Headed Serpent Resurrection Grass would dissipate as a result.

But Feng Ling had no choice but to care!
In this way, Feng Ling had already made up his mind—his intuition told him that although what the infant spirit said could not be completely trusted, it was mostly true.

"Cancan, that's the truth. If you still don't believe me, you're welcome to try and hurt me!"

Having confirmed that Feng Ling would not make another move, the infant soul, now reduced to only a head, smugly taunted again, as if a petty person had achieved their goal: "I love seeing you humans looking at me with expressions of disapproval yet powerlessness! Hehehe, since you dare not kill me, then don't waste any more time! For the sake of the Nine-Headed Resurrection Grass, you'd better obediently be swallowed by me. Whether you live or die is entirely up to fate. Don't expect me to be merciful and offer myself up willingly!"

This is a conclusion!

A knot that leads to survival after being placed in a desperate situation!
"╯^╰"

"Night Demon King, Heavenly Demoness, Beichen, heed my command! Continue to maintain the hand seals until I return with the Resurrection Grass!"

This was the first time Feng Ling had solemnly addressed the three Great Saints by their given names and issued orders to them.

Upon hearing this, the three saints knew they could no longer stop Feng Ling from entering the inner world of his stomach, so they said in unison with a sigh, "We await the city lord's triumphant return!"

In the eyes of the Night Ghost King and the other two, Feng Ling's chances of success on this trip were slim and he was likely to die. Unable to disobey orders, they were prepared to fall into a sealed slumber again with the infant soul!

It's no wonder Feng Ling was so ruthless; they acted on their own initiative and failed to report what they knew, which displeased Feng Ling. Therefore, they had to be punished.

However, Feng Ling also knew that the others were acting out of concern for the greater good and for his safety, and that's why they didn't want him to put himself in danger.

Otherwise, if the Night Ghost King and the others had even the slightest disloyalty, Feng Ling wouldn't even need to lift a finger; the divine punishment for breaking the oath would have already descended!
"Since you absolutely have to go, let me go with you. That way, we can look out for each other!"

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Besides, I don't want you to take any risks. You can stay here so I won't be distracted. Of course, if you're really angry, you can give it a good beating for me!"

Feng Ling decisively rejected Leng Ning Shuang's idea of ​​traveling with him in an uncompromising tone, but his last sentence made the latter's beautiful eyes shine.

Thud! Thud!
As he spoke, Feng Ling suddenly descended, using both hands and feet to set an example, beating the smug infant spirit until it howled like a banshee.

However, despite his anger, reason prevailed. Before obtaining the Nine-Headed Resurrection Grass, Feng Ling dared not risk killing the infant spirit...

"Ho! Ho ho!"

Taking advantage of the infant spirit's painful roar, Feng Ling swiftly transformed into a stream of light and darted into its mouth.

However, with the arrival of a white-clad figure, the infant's suffering did not end; instead, it intensified under the baptism of ice spikes.

However, what made the infant's soul even more desperate was just the beginning; the worst was yet to come...

"Heh heh, so that's what happened! We have to avenge Brother Feng!"

A short while later, several figures arrived after hearing the news, each pulling out a large iron hammer and a small leather whip.

Because the body was bound, the infant's soul was pitiful and helpless, just like a lamb tied to a chopping board waiting to be slaughtered, completely being hung up and beaten by a group of people!
Every time a creature hatches, it's a new beginning...

The world is full of chaos and troubles; may the sages and saints offer you a pure land for your souls.

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