Chapter 166: Soul Transformation, Ancestor Xue Mingtu

Blood-colored Spiritual Qi and fresh blood converged, transforming into a blood-colored giant over thirty zhang tall.

"Roar!" The blood-colored giant roared.

Waves of sound swept out. Everyone hurriedly released their Spiritual Qi to resist the sonic attack.

"Sister Cheng, are you alright?" He Ruoxi hurriedly supported Bing Cheng.

"I am fine…" Bing Cheng still felt a dull ache in her chest where she had been struck. This Ancestor Xue Mingtu certainly had some tricks up his sleeve; a single palm strike was enough to injure her.

Bing Cheng had not expected Liu Pingbu to be defeated so quickly despite the support of three earth grade magic treasures. However, as long as no one died, it was fine. She had only suffered minor injuries; it was of no consequence.

The group struggled to resist the sonic wave attack.

"Martial Aunt! Why don't we retreat into the Formation? No matter how strong this old fellow is, he won't be able to do anything to us!" Second Elder Wan Xuan suggested.

"I think the Second Elder is right. We are not in good condition right now. Let's return to the Sect to recover our strength. We have killed so many Nascent Soul Cultivators from the Blood Spirit Sect; this old fellow definitely won't leave easily. When we have recovered, we can join forces and slay him!" the Grand Elder, an old woman, also said.

"I also agree with the two Elders. Martial Aunt, let's avoid the brunt of his attack for now," Sect Master Gu Mingyang echoed.

Bing Cheng nodded. It was best not to clash head-on with this mad dog right now.

She thought that if she used all her means, she should be able to fight Ancestor Xue Mingtu, but there was still a Mysterious Female Cultivator watching from the side, so she definitely could not expose all her trump cards.

The Nine-Finger Sect members now regarded Bing Cheng as their decision-maker.

If not for Bing Cheng, they would never have achieved such glorious results.

After receiving Bing Cheng's affirmation, the group teleported back into the Sun, Moon, and Stars Array.

"Are you lot trying to be cowards?" Ancestor Xue Mingtu teleported forward. "It won't be that easy to let you go. Even if you have a Sect Protection Formation, I can still break it!"

The blood-colored giant received the order and charged forward.

As it ran, the entire earth trembled.

Within ten steps, it arrived before the Formation, and that massive palm slammed down.

The Formation rippled, but it did not Shatter, which caused Ancestor Xue Mingtu to frown.

This was a secret technique of his Blood Spirit Sect. The blood giant condensed from it had cultivation and strength identical to his own, perhaps even stronger.

That was the combat power of a half-step Soul Transformation, yet it could not break the Sect Protection Formation of a declining third-rate Sect.

The blood giant's attacks continued.

Myriad stars appeared above the Formation, piercing through the blood giant's body like a torrential rain.

Then came the Bright Moon. Although it was daytime, the moonlight emitted by the Bright Moon was so intense that even Ancestor Xue Mingtu dared not look directly at it.

He hurriedly closed his eyes.

Lin Waner and her sister did the same, while the Mysterious Female Cultivator did not dodge, simultaneously wrapping Lin Waner in a shroud of pure Spiritual Qi.

When Ancestor Xue Mingtu opened his eyes, he discovered his vision had turned a bloody red, and the blood giant below had already dissipated by more than half.

He felt as if water droplets were falling before his eyes. He wiped his cheek with his hand, only to discover his face was covered in blood.

Looking at his body, he found that half of it had been annihilated.

"This, this, this…" Ancestor Xue Mingtu could not believe it. He had only been illuminated by the moonlight, yet it had injured him.

Sect Master Lin Wanxue's fate was even more tragic.

Her figure was already gone, directly annihilated into dust by the moonlight; even her Nascent Soul had not been spared.

It was not over yet.

A blazing sun rose above the Formation.

The scorching temperature spread instantly, and the blood giant, which only had half its body left, was evaporated.

Having learned the lesson from the moonlight, Ancestor Xue Mingtu had already teleported back several hundred zhang when he saw the sun appear.

But he was still a step too late.

Half of his body had already been injured by the moonlight, and now those wounds were seared by the high temperature.

Even with his high cultivation, facing such fatal wounds would require time and a massive amount of Spiritual Qi to recover.

This Formation was strange; it seemed to be targeted.

The flowers and grass closest to the Formation were completely unaffected.

"Ahhh… Nine-Finger Sect!" Ancestor Xue Mingtu looked around. Now that he was the only Nascent Soul Cultivator left, he was instantly furious.

He had intended to wait for the Cultivators below the Nascent Soul Realm from his Sect to arrive, just in time to take over the Nine-Finger Sect's mountain gate, but now it looked like he would be cleaning up their corpses instead.

"Die!" Ancestor Xue Mingtu prepared to unleash his means again.

"I advise you to save your strength," the Mysterious Female Cultivator suddenly said.

Lin Waner gazed blankly at the spot where her sister had just been standing. The only family she had left in this world was gone, yet she felt no hatred toward Bing Cheng.

Instead, she felt a sense of joy in her heart.

"Sister is dead… then Senior Sister Bing Cheng should forgive me, right?"

Hearing this, Ancestor Xue Mingtu hurriedly stopped his spellcasting and teleported to a spot not far from the Mysterious Female Cultivator.

"I wonder, Senior, what method do you have to break this situation?" he asked respectfully.

"This is a Crack Realm Pill. It can help you directly ascend by a small Realm, but from now on, you will never be able to advance even half a step further." The Mysterious Female Cultivator took out a fiery red Medicinal Pill.

Ancestor Xue Mingtu felt the manic Spiritual Qi within it and sensed the danger as well; he swallowed his saliva.

"Between the vengeance of your Sect and your ethereal future, which one do you choose?" the Mysterious Female Cultivator asked indifferently.

It seemed as if everything now had nothing to do with her; she was merely a spectator.

"I…" Ancestor Xue Mingtu's expression was conflicted.

He was not far from his natural lifespan limit, and there was a high probability that he would have no hope of reaching the Soul Transformation Realm in this lifetime.

If he took this Medicinal Pill now, he could not only break through to Soul Transformation and increase his lifespan by several thousand years, but he could also destroy the Nine-Finger Sect to vent the hatred in his heart. With the remaining time, he could rebuild the Blood Spirit Sect.

Ancestor Xue Mingtu felt he only had this one path to take.

"Senior, this Junior has decided!" Ancestor Xue Mingtu said excitedly.

"Mm." The Mysterious Female Cultivator responded softly, and the Medicinal Pill flew to Ancestor Xue Mingtu.

Ancestor Xue Mingtu did not hesitate and swallowed the Medicinal Pill.

"Ahhh…" Instantly, several Meridians in his body burst open, and the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi for tens of miles around rushed crazily into his body.

His cultivation broke through to the Soul Transformation Early Stage in an instant; he did not even need to endure the Lightning Tribulation.

A small figure emerged from within Ancestor Xue Mingtu, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into another Ancestor Xue Mingtu; it was his Clone.

He felt his current power and was overjoyed, yet he also felt that half of the Meridians in his entire body had burst, and realizing he would never make progress again in this life, he felt a twinge of sadness.

This turned into ruthlessness.

He stared fixedly at the direction of the Nine-Finger Sect.

"Soul Transformation? How can he achieve Soul Transformation in an instant? And without even undergoing the Nine-Nine Lightning Tribulation…" Liu Pingbu's face turned deathly pale; this was all beyond his expectations.

"It must be that Medicinal Pill given by that Mysterious Female Cultivator!" Bing Cheng was also shocked now.

The expressions of the other Nine-Finger Sect Cultivators were also grim.

Now facing a Soul Transformation powerhouse, could this Formation still hold?