Chapter 101

Teng Huayuan was not in a hurry to strike. Internally, he was filled with doubt and apprehension. Logically, he fundamentally disbelieved that Wang Lin could reach the Nascent Soul Stage, but the scene before him forced him to believe. The other party's aura and Divine Sense were exactly the same as those of the Nascent Soul Stage. Furthermore, the opponent had just demonstrated Instant Movement, a skill only masters of the Nascent Soul Stage could grasp. All these signs indicated that the opponent was indeed a top expert of the Nascent Soul Stage.

If the opponent were merely in the Early Stage of Nascent Soul, Teng Huayuan would dare to fight. However, the cultivation the opponent displayed was actually the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul, which forced Teng Huayuan to be extremely cautious.

At this moment, everyone outside Jue Ming Valley focused their attention on the young man in midair. No one noticed that the Formation within the valley passage suddenly flickered rapidly. A young man walked out from inside, immediately hid in the shadows of the passage, and stared at Teng Huayuan in midair, paying particular attention to the small black banner in the latter's right hand.

Teng Huayuan was concentrating entirely on the opponent. Although he sensed a slight fluctuation in the power of the curse, he paid it no mind. He simply stared at the opponent, waved the small banner in his right hand, and a Soul was extracted. Teng Huayuan sneered and crushed it, instantly causing it to Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering. Afterward, the small black banner in his hand flashed and was returned to his Storage Pouch.

Just then, the entire sky suddenly darkened. The Heaven and Earth Pressure that had appeared three months ago returned. The entire sky was immediately enveloped by dark clouds, a heavy black mass pressing down.

Immediately following this, a pair of gigantic hands reached out from the clouds, pushing them aside. A massive head suddenly peered out. This Giant was the same one from three months ago.

After he appeared, he first saw the young man in midair, and his face immediately became strange. After muttering a few words, he completely ignored him and roared at the State of Zhao Cultivators on the ground, "Three months are up. The Outer Realm Battlefield passage is opening."

After speaking, two thick beams of black light shot out from his eyes. These two black lights were like two enormous Flood Dragons, connecting head to tail to form a giant circle in the Void Realm.

The moment this circle appeared, Heaven and Earth suddenly seemed to lose all brightness, becoming a vast expanse of blackness. All light was sucked into the circle formed by the two Flood Dragons. At this moment, the only thing bright in the entire world was the circle hanging in midair.

The Giant waved his large hand and threw out a stone. The moment the stone appeared, it immediately shattered, turning into ancient symbols that rapidly imprinted themselves within the circle. Immediately afterward, all the Spiritual Qi within the entire State of Zhao began to gather here.

For the first time, Spiritual Qi became visible to the naked eye. Waves of dense Spiritual Mist surged endlessly from all directions, all being absorbed by the circle.

As the absorption continued, the symbols on the circle gradually brightened. Finally, a membrane-like substance appeared. This membrane was almost transparent, and one could clearly see that inside it was a void space where countless broken corpses, shattered Magic Treasures, and discarded Materials slowly drifted past on the other side of the membrane.

At this moment, Wang Lin stood in the shadows of the Jue Ming Valley passage. He did not look at the strange phenomenon in the sky but instead kept his eyes fixed on Teng Huayuan's waist, where a black Storage Pouch hung.

The strange phenomenon in the sky was beyond his expectations and disrupted his previous plan. But immediately after, Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and his mind quickly calculated. Slowly, a profound smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the Giant's right hand suddenly turned. He extended his index finger, sliced the tip, and flicked out a drop of blood. In the eyes of the State of Zhao Cultivators, this drop of fresh blood shot rapidly onto the membrane within the circle like a meteor.

Just as if hot water had been poured onto snow, the membrane rapidly melted at a visible speed.

A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. He clenched his right hand, and Spiritual Qi instantly surged into the Magic Treasure he had obtained from the eccentric Ah Dai. He silently commanded in his heart, "Attack!"

Wang Lin had carefully studied this Magic Treasure during the two months he was in secluded cultivation. He discovered that the appearance of the person it materialized could be changed according to his requirements, and after absorbing his Spiritual Qi, it also extracted a trace of the curse.

The young man in midair immediately waved both hands, and a purple giant Dragon suddenly burst out from his body. At first glance, it looked as if he had transformed into a giant Dragon. Immediately afterward, the giant Dragon roared furiously, and waves of sound rippled out.

Teng Huayuan's expression finally changed drastically. He was now fully convinced that the opponent was indeed an expert in the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul; otherwise, they would be utterly incapable of exerting such a powerful aura.

At this moment, the giant Dragon flipped its body and shot toward Teng Huayuan like lightning. Its fangs were bared, and its bloody maw, accompanied by a foul stench, lunged forward.

Teng Huayuan quickly retreated. At the same time, he bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of Blood Mist. The moment the Blood Mist appeared, it instantly transformed into gigantic mosquitoes that flew toward the giant Dragon, attempting to stop its charge.

Having done this, Teng Huayuan quickly slapped his Storage Pouch, and a seven-foot-long Great Banner immediately appeared in his hand. The instant this Great Banner emerged,

gusts of Yin Wind blew out. Hundreds of human faces surfaced on the banner, each displaying an expression of agony and screaming frantically.

Teng Huayuan waved the Great Banner in his right hand, and the human faces inside were immediately flung out. Wandering Souls, consisting only of heads, rushed toward the giant Dragon without hesitation, their eyes revealing a frantic desire for death.

Lin Yi stroked his chin, looked at the banner, and shook his head, saying, "This Soul Banner is not mature enough. It only has thirty thousand Souls, not even reaching Minor Achievement."

Piao Nanzi, hearing this nearby, nodded and said, "Envoy is absolutely right. When I was on the Outer Realm Battlefield back then, I saw a Soul Banner that had gathered tens of millions of Souls. The power of that… was truly terrifying."

Lin Yi chuckled softly and shook his head, saying, "That was merely a Minor Achievement Soul Banner from a Fourth-Grade Cultivation Country. The Soul Refining Sect in the Fifth-Grade Cultivation Country, Pilu Country, possesses a Soul Banner as its sect-guarding treasure. It is said to contain over a billion Souls, having taken thousands of years to create."

Teng Huayuan waved the Soul Banner, and thirty thousand refined Souls surged toward the giant Dragon. In the blink of an eye, the refined Souls densely surrounded the giant Dragon and frantically drilled into its body. At that very moment, a strange thing happened.

Those refined Souls met absolutely no resistance, easily rushing into the giant Dragon's body, just as if they were passing through empty space. They went in one side and came out the other.