Shenwu Yutianlei

Chapter 331 Boy, You Forced Me to Do This

"You...you..." Wu Xiang Mo Jun pointed at Shen Yun with his withered fingers trembling violently, his wrinkled old face twisted beyond human form. His cloudy eyes were filled with disbelief, and even his voice became sharp and piercing: "How could a mere foundation-building cultivator possibly break my thousand-year-old corpse puppet?!"

Shen Yun sneered, and the Jinghong Sword made a beautiful sword flower in his hand. The remaining lightning on the sword edge drew a purple-gold arc in the air. He deliberately pointed the tip of the sword at Wuxiang Mojun and said, "Old man, use all your tricks." He straightened his back and said, "If I frown, I lose!"

As he spoke, Shen Yun's eyes scanned the entire stone chamber without leaving any trace. With Wen Xiangquan's array inheritance, he also had a deep understanding of array. The pattern of this "Nine Nether Soul Locking Array" was looming on the ground, and each array pattern was wriggling like a living thing, constantly absorbing the evil spirit from the ground. From the power faintly revealed by the array itself, it is not difficult to see that this is a third-level array.

"So that's how it is..." Shen Yun thought to himself, "This formation is connected to the earth veins, and is sourced from endless evil spirits. As long as the earth veins are not dry, the formation will continue to thrive." His eyes finally fell on the blood-colored altar under the Wuxiang Demon Lord - that was where all the formation patterns converged, and the rich evil spirit almost condensed into substance, forming a circle of dark red halo around the altar.

The Wuxiang Demon Lord noticed Shen Yun's gaze and suddenly laughed harshly: "You have a good eye, youngster." His skinny palm gently stroked the altar under him, with a mocking tone, "Yes, the center of the formation is right under my seat. But even if you know it, what can you do?" He suddenly opened his arms, and the blood-red runes on the altar suddenly lit up, "This altar is connected to my soul. Unless you can kill my remaining soul with one blow, you can't break the formation!"

Shen Yun frowned slightly, thinking quickly in his mind. Although this old devil was only a remnant of his soul, he was a great man in the late Jindan stage after all. It would be difficult to kill him with one blow. Unless...

"What? Are you scared?" Wuxiang Demon Lord said with a sinister smile, tapping the bloody altar with his skinny fingers, making a creepy "dong dong" sound, "You might as well let me take over your body, so you can suffer less."

Shen Yun seemed to have not heard anything, and a faint green light flashed in his eyes. He tapped the air with his fingertips, and a hair-thin spiritual power quietly came out, slowly moving along the direction of the array pattern on the ground. As the spiritual power flowed, a complete array diagram gradually appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness - every array pattern of the Nine Nether Soul Locking Array was clearly visible.

"So that's it..." Shen Yun thought to himself, "This formation is based on the Nine Palaces, which coincides with the number of the netherworld. The formation pattern looks messy, but it actually contains mysteries..."

Seeing that Shen Yun turned a deaf ear to his words and focused on studying the formation, Wu Xiang Demon Lord's cloudy eyes flashed with a trace of uneasiness. His withered fingers tightened unconsciously, pinching the stone chips on the edge of the altar and falling: "Could this kid really be a formation master?" This thought made his heart tremble, "Impossible! How old is he? Even if he is a disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect, it is impossible for him to be proficient in formation at this age..."

"Boy!" Wu Xiang Mo Jun suppressed his uneasiness and suddenly became kind, "As long as you let me take over your body, I can swear a great oath to preserve your soul. Later..." He deliberately slowed down his speech, with a bewitching rhythm in his voice, "I will definitely find a good body for you, how about it?"

Hearing this, Shen Yun raised his mouth with a hint of sarcasm. He replied without raising his head: "Old devil, I'm afraid your rhetoric can't even fool a three-year-old child." As he spoke, his spiritual power had already discovered three key nodes of the array pattern. "The devil cultivator's heart demon oath? Oh, I'm afraid even you don't believe it?"

Wu Xiang Mo Jun's face froze, and his skinny face twitched a few times. He didn't expect that this seemingly young cultivator would be so difficult to deal with. Not only was he powerful, but his temperament was also terrifyingly calm.

Shen Yun was immersed in the mystery of the formation at this moment. As he studied deeper, he was surprised to find that although the Nine Nether Soul Locking Formation was sinister, the formation principles contained in it were quite exquisite. In particular, the connection and transition of the formation patterns were similar to some ancient formations recorded in the Qinglian Sword Sect's classics.

"Interesting..." Shen Yun murmured unconsciously, a flash of enlightenment in his eyes, "So the flow of Yin Sha Qi can be guided in this way..." The spiritual power on his fingertips suddenly changed direction and explored along a hidden branch of the formation. This exploration actually allowed him to discover a tiny flaw in the formation - there was an almost imperceptible stagnation at the junction of the formation in the northwest corner.

This discovery made Shen Yun's eyes light up, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. Although he couldn't break the formation immediately, he had already figured out the veins and trends of the formation, and breaking the formation was only a matter of time.

Wu Xiang Mo Jun, who had been staring at Shen Yun, was startled when he saw this smile: "Boy, what are you laughing at?" His voice suddenly rose, with a bit of panic, "Don't waste your energy! This Nine Nether Soul Locking Formation is an ancient secret. Even if a Jindan-stage formation master comes... "

"What?" Shen Yun suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing, "You can't break it, right?" He slowly stood up, the Jinghong Sword was floating in front of him without him noticing, the runes on the sword were flashing dangerously.

Before he finished speaking, the Jinghong Sword suddenly turned into a stream of light and shot towards the stagnant node of the array pattern in the northwest corner! At the same time, Shen Yun pinched his left hand, and lightning flashed in his right palm. A purple-gold lightning followed the sword light and blasted towards the altar!

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The Jinghong Sword pierced precisely into the node of the array pattern in the northwest corner, and the sword body trembled violently, emitting a clear dragon roar. The moment the tip of the sword touched the array pattern, the blood-red light of the entire array suddenly stagnated, like a giant beast with its throat strangled, emitting a "hum" sound of mourning.

The Wuxiang Demon Lord suddenly widened his cloudy eyes, and his skinny fingers tightly grasped the edge of the altar: "This is impossible!" His voice was as hoarse as sandpaper rubbing, "How could you find the weakness outside the center of the formation? ! "

Shen Yun did not answer, his eyes gleaming with brilliance. He clearly saw that with the tip of the sword as the center, several hair-thin cracks were spreading across the array. Although they were repaired in an instant by the surge of evil spirit, the fleeting flaw was enough to explain everything - this seemingly perfect array did have a flaw!

"It worked!" Shen Yun was secretly delighted. He grabbed the Jinghong Sword with his right hand and it flew back. He noticed that the sword was stained with a trace of dark red evil spirit, which was trying to corrode the sword. But with a flash of purple-gold lightning, the evil spirit was immediately wiped out.

The expression on Demon Lord Wuxiang's face was uncertain.

"Boy, you forced me."