Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

The originally ink-deep pool of water, now under the repeated impact of violent spiritual power, unexpectedly became eerily calm, like the suffocating silence before a storm.

Han Ce's figure kept flashing and moving on the water surface and in the low space, his clothes fluttering and his hands like butterflies flying through flowers.

He continuously sketched out array patterns that flashed with spiritual light and hastily arranged them on the water or in the air.

However, without the solid ground as a support, many exquisite formation points could not be stabilized, and the speed of setting up the formation was greatly reduced.

Drops of water kept sliding down his forehead, and it was hard to tell whether they were cold pond water or anxious sweat.

Die was in the same miserable state.

Her slender waist used to twist seductively, but now it was evasive and hasty.

The originally flowing gauze was completely soaked by the pool water, sticking tightly to the skin, outlining breathtaking curves, but no longer showing any enchanting charm.

Her face was cold, and her eyes were burning with tangible anger. The double hooks in her hands drew cold arcs of light, tearing the light curtain set up by Han Ce again and again.

"Old man, all you can do is hide like a mouse?"

Her voice was chilling, and she once again tore apart a newly formed binding formation.

What was coming was Han Ce's pre-buried follow-up measures——

Countless emerald green vines transformed by spiritual power, as if they had life, emerged from the void in an instant, tightly wrapping around her slender hands, feet and waist!

Han Ce took the opportunity to catch his breath and quickly wiped the sweat from his temples. The continuous setting up and maintenance of the formation consumed a huge amount of his spiritual energy.

He didn't dare to pause for even a second, and suddenly clasped his hands together, shouting, "Start!"

In an instant, all the formations he had set up before were activated at full power at the same time!

“Crack—boom!”

The dazzling lightning danced like silver snakes, and the thick thunder struck from the sky!

Countless condensed sword energy and knife lights appeared out of thin air, interweaving into a web of death.

Carrying an aura of destruction, it poured towards the butterfly temporarily bound by the vines!

Die snorted coldly, and facing this inevitable fatal situation, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes.

She actually took the initiative to loosen her hands holding the double hooks, and powerful spiritual power instantly poured into them.

The two curved hooks seemed to be endowed with life, emitting a sharp buzzing sound, and transformed into two intersecting rotating death light wheels, cutting outwards madly at an astonishing speed!

"Tsk-!"

The tough spiritual vines broke with a sound, and the butterfly broke free from its restraints in an instant.

But in the blink of an eye, the violent torrent of lightning, thunder, sword energy and knife light came crashing down and completely engulfed her petite figure!

"boom!!!!"

Deafening explosions rang out one after another, and violent energy raged and collided above the pool, stirring up huge waves.

Various colors of spiritual light mixed together, forming a chaotic light fog, which completely blocked the vision, leaving only the heart-pounding energy fluctuations that continued to spread.

Han Ce did not dare to be careless. His spiritual sense spread out as quickly as mercury, sweeping across the center of the explosion.

However, the area where the spiritual consciousness was fed back was empty!

A warning sign suddenly appeared in my heart!

Without thinking, he retreated violently while waving his hands rapidly, trying to set up layers of defensive formations around him.

But it was too late.

A delicate body, as cold as the pond water but with a strange warmth, clung to his back without any warning, like a ghost.

The wet gauze conveyed a clear touch, and then a faint but fatally tempting fragrance penetrated his nostrils.

"Now..." Diena's voice, with a hint of hoarseness and teasing, sounded softly behind his ear like a lover's whisper, "...it's my turn."

Han Ce was horrified and his soul was scattered to the ground!

It was almost an instinctive reaction as he instantly activated the position-changing formation that had been prepared long ago.

With a flash of light, his figure appeared dozens of feet away at the center of another pre-arranged formation. He looked back at where he had stood in shock.

Die's figure slowly emerged from the void. A streak of crimson blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, which was particularly glaring against her almost transparent white skin.

The clothes on her body had become tattered in the explosion just now, revealing some spring light, but also with traces of burning.

In her hand, there was only one hook left out of the original pair, the other one had obviously been completely destroyed in the previous self-destructive explosion.

She raised her hand and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her fingertips. The look she gave Han Ce was filled with endless hatred and madness.

"You made me lose my life-saving spiritual weapon..."

Her voice was like ice from the Netherworld, and every word was filled with murderous intent. "Then I can only use your life... to compensate!"

Before she finished speaking, her figure disappeared again like a ghost.

Han Ce felt a chill all over his body, and the strong sense of crisis made him dare not hold back at all.

He slapped his chest suddenly, and a thick light flew out, hovering in front of him——

It turned out to be a thick book with old leather, exuding a vast aura!

This is exactly his natal spiritual weapon - the Book of Ten Thousand Formations!

"clang!"

Sparks fly!

Almost at the same time as the book appeared, the only remaining hook shot out from the void like a poisonous snake and slammed heavily into the heavy cover!

The sharp sound of metal clashing was heard, and the sparks went out before they fell into the pool.

The butterfly retreated after one strike and disappeared again.

Immediately afterwards, attacks from different angles came like a storm, constantly coming from all unpredictable directions!

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Han Ce used all his strength to activate the Ten Thousand Formations Atlas, and the heavy book flipped automatically, blocking the fatal attacks time and time again.

But he was not good at close combat after all. After just a few exchanges, the brilliance of the book had dimmed slightly, and his arms holding the book were numb from the shock, and his blood was boiling.

This can't go on any longer!

He once again forced the replacement formation to activate, his figure flashed, and he distanced himself from the invisible killer.

Then, he bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood onto the Ten Thousand Formations Atlas!

"Crash-"

The book burst into brilliant light and the pages flipped wildly!

Pages of books made of special materials, emitting different energy fluctuations, fell off automatically and shot out in all directions as if they had life!

The moment each page flew out, it quickly unfolded and solidified, attracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and instantly transformed into a complete formation with different lights.

Trapping arrays, killing arrays, illusion arrays, defensive arrays... layer upon layer, completely protecting his entire body!

This was the core ability of his natal spiritual weapon—each page could store a complete formation in advance, which could be activated instantly when facing the enemy, forming a terrifying formation cluster!

However, this capability comes at a huge cost.

Even if he nurtured this device for fifty or sixty years, pouring his mind and spiritual power into it day and night, the number of formations he could store was only about a hundred.

If the number exceeds this, his soul will be overwhelmed.