Nine Yang Life and Death Transformation

Chapter 307 War Soul Sovereign

Dozens of black chains, shimmering with an eerie light, shot out like arrows, heading straight for Ying Shuntian. Facing this sudden attack, Ying Shuntian showed no fear; he thrust forward with his spear, charging with all his might.

Unexpectedly, the chains, like illusory shadows, easily pierced through the Demon-Slaying Spear and continued their rapid advance towards the three people's primordial spirits.

At the critical moment, Gu Yue acted decisively. She quickly formed hand seals and chanted incantations. As she moved, the "Sun and Moon Divine Mirror" that had been floating beside her suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, like a radiant sun.

Immediately afterwards, an incredibly powerful suction force erupted from the mirror, as if it wanted to devour the entire world. The originally menacing ethereal chains lost their direction in the face of this suction force and were all sucked into the divine mirror.

Having resolved the immediate crisis, the three exchanged a knowing glance. They then vanished in a flash, hurtling towards the Soul Master like shooting stars.

Wu Feilong gripped the Devouring Yuan Sword tightly, its blade gleaming with a cold light and radiating a sharp sword aura; Ying Shuntian brandished the Demon-Slaying Spear, its tip slicing through the void, creating dazzling streaks of light and shadow; while Gu Yue held the Sun and Moon Divine Mirror, its divine light growing ever more intense, illuminating everything around them.

The three launched their attacks almost simultaneously. In an instant, sword light, spear shadows, and divine light intertwined, forming an impenetrable net that enveloped the Soul Venerable.

However, the Soul Lord merely smiled wickedly. Faced with the combined attack of the three, his body became blurred and indistinct, as if he had turned into a phantom image.

When the three attacks landed on him, it was as if they hit thin air, passing right through him. At the same time, the Soul Master suddenly appeared behind Wu Feilong, and with a wave of his hand, a jet-black magic seal struck Wu Feilong's back hard.

Wu Feilong, struck hard, groaned and staggered forward a few steps. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Soul Venerable quickly retreated while chanting an incantation again.

As his incantation rang out, wisps of black souls suddenly shot out from the magic seal, swiftly entering Wu Feilong's primordial spirit like ghosts.

"Haha, let this wicked spirit devour your primordial spirit to its heart's content!" The Soul Lord revealed a ferocious and triumphant smile, as if he could already see the dawn of victory in sight.

The evil spirit, like a black torrent, slowly invaded Wu Feilong's primordial spirit. Wisps of pitch-black gas, like venomous snakes, snaked out from Wu Feilong's body and gradually spread. At the same time, his previously peaceful aura suddenly surged like a volcanic eruption, the powerful fluctuations causing the surrounding space to tremble.

"Oh no, it's over! This kid is probably going to fall completely into the demonic path!" Ying Shuntian, who was watching the battle from the side, turned pale instantly upon seeing this. He thought to himself that something was wrong and hurriedly retreated, trying to distance himself from Wu Feilong.

"Good, very good! That's it. Stop suppressing your killing intent and start a massacre! Slaughter all those who are blocking your way!" The Slaughter Emperor, who was in the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Formation, seized the opportunity and loudly bewitched Wu Feilong.

At this moment, only one simple and pure thought remained in Wu Feilong's mind—kill!

"Kill!" With a roar, Wu Feilong brandished his longsword, slashing fiercely at Ying Shuntian with overwhelming force. Ying Shuntian, a seasoned veteran, reacted swiftly despite the sudden attack, immediately raising his Demon-Slaying Spear to meet the attack. In an instant, sword shadows and spear flashes crisscrossed, and the two exchanged hundreds of blows in the blink of an eye. Despite Ying Shuntian's best efforts to defend, he still found himself struggling against the greatly enhanced strength and overwhelming killing intent of Wu Feilong, barely managing to hold on.

"Sect Master, Senior Ying, I haven't truly fallen into demonic possession! That Soul Venerable's supernatural powers are far too strange. We must find a way to catch him off guard and deliver a fatal blow. But before that, we need to lower his guard first." Just as the two sides were locked in fierce combat, Wu Feilong suddenly transmitted his thoughts to Ying Shuntian and Gu Yue through a secret telepathic technique.

“Alright, we’ll use the Soul-Sealing Nails when they’re off guard!” Ying Shuntian replied firmly, his eyes blazing. He exchanged a glance with the two beside him, nodded in understanding, and then plunged back into the fierce battle.

At this moment, the Soul Master sat leisurely to the side, holding a pot of Soul Wine, watching the thrilling battle unfold before him with great interest, as if everything was under his control. However, he was unaware that a meticulously planned surprise attack was quietly brewing.

As time passed, the moment finally arrived. Suddenly, the three figures flashed, their hands rapidly forming hand seals while they chanted incantations. In an instant, three gleaming Soul-Sealing Nails, like lightning, pierced straight into the Soul Master's body with lightning speed.

"Ah! You...you dare to do this!" Soul Master was utterly astonished, his eyes wide with disbelief as he stared at the wounds on his body. He hurriedly used all his strength to try to break free of the restraints, but to his horror, he discovered that his primordial spirit had been firmly pinned down and he could not move at all.

"Hmph! A mere evil spirit, what can it do to me?" Wu Feilong said with a sneer, his face full of disdain. At the same time, Gu Yue, who was standing beside him, chanted an incantation, and a Binding God Rope that shone with a mysterious light appeared and quickly wrapped around the Soul Venerable's body like a serpent.

To ensure absolute success, Wu Feilong on the other side also dared not be negligent. He chanted incantations, and several chains of divine power appeared out of thin air, tightly binding the Soul Venerable. In an instant, the Soul Venerable was bound by heavy shackles and had no power to resist.

Just as Ying Shuntian strode forward, preparing to use the Soul Searching Technique on the Soul Venerable, a sudden change occurred! A loud bang was heard, and a huge crack suddenly opened in the sky, from which a massive hand, carrying boundless pressure, broke through the air.

"Not good! This is an Emperor Realm expert making a move!" Ying Shuntian's expression changed drastically, and he inwardly cried out in alarm. He felt that incomparably powerful aura, and his body trembled involuntarily. His outstretched hand became stiff with fear, frozen in mid-air, unable to move an inch.

Wu Feilong, standing to the side, was even more overwhelmed, feeling an immense, crushing pressure that made it almost impossible for him to breathe. His legs buckled slightly involuntarily, as if he might collapse to his knees at any moment.

"How dare you attempt to search my avatar's soul!" With a furious roar, a gigantic hand, obscuring the sky, swiftly and fiercely grabbed at the Soul Master. With a slight flick of the giant hand's fingers, the three Soul-Sealing Nails, gleaming with cold light, vanished into nothingness as easily as fragile paper.