Translator: CinderTL

Wu Shandie’s heart surged with terror at Song Wen’s words. Instinctively, she wanted to throw a punch toward the source of the voice.

But the moment the thought of "throwing a punch" flashed through her mind, her vision was engulfed by silvery-white thunderlight.

The lightning, like countless venomous snakes, burrowed into her ravaged body through her wounds. It surged wildly through her internal organs and meridians, instantly shattering her spiritual power and strength, leaving her utterly defenseless.

As the thunderlight gradually subsided, the figures of Song Wen and Wu Shandie became visible.

Wu Shandie’s already battered body was now even more gruesome to behold. Her entire form was charred and carbonized, even her internal organs had been ravaged. She had fallen unconscious, utterly still.

Song Wen’s body was withered like a corpse, yet his eyes burned with an icy intensity, like two cold stars, fixed intently on the mountain gate several dozen meters away.

With a wave of his right hand, an invisible force swept Wu Shandie up and hurled her into the churning blood sea above.

Simultaneously, he flipped his left wrist, and the two-foot-long Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword materialized in his hand.

As spiritual power flowed into the blade, it erupted with a pitch-black radiance. The sword trembled violently, as if endless malevolent spirits were roaring and howling within its depths.

"Open!"

Song Wen let out a low shout, and the short sword transformed into a bolt of black lightning, slashing toward the mountain gate.

Boom!

The instant the sword light struck the barrier protecting the gate, the two colossal stone pillars that formed the gate trembled violently, emitting a teeth-grinding creak as if on the verge of collapse.

Cyan talismans surged forth from the barrier, desperately resisting the world-shattering sword strike.

Within the Wu Clan’s Clan-Protecting Formation, four Void Refinement Stage cultivators gritted their teeth, their eyes bloodshot as their eight hands ceaselessly wove magic seals, daring not to falter for even a moment.

The sword’s radiance annihilated the talismans on the barrier, yet they continuously reformed, ultimately preventing the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword from breaching it by even a fraction.

Seeing the sword’s momentum waning, Song Wen recalled the short sword with a mental command.

As the blade returned to his hand, he prepared to gather his strength for another strike.

Suddenly, a searing, tearing pain erupted throughout his body.

His meridians felt as if pierced by countless steel needles, while his internal organs seemed to be pounded by heavy hammers.

Song Wen frowned and focused his inner vision inward.

He discovered that his physical body had sustained severe damage, teetering on the brink of disintegration.

A flicker of surprise and doubt flashed in his eyes. He couldn’t immediately determine whether this was the backlash from repeatedly performing the Blood Spirit Sacrifice, the strain of four consecutive activations of the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword overwhelming his body, or a combination of both.

Song Wen shook his head slightly. Now was not the time to investigate this matter.

He fully extended his divine sense, sweeping the area. Gu Huang had vanished without a trace, and even his disciple, Ke Zheng, had fled to an unknown location.

Song Wen turned his gaze back to the four Void Refinement Stage cultivators behind the barrier.

"Wu Clan juniors, listen well. My feud with Wu Shandie has nothing to do with you. I am not a bloodthirsty man, so I will spare your lives today. But if you provoke me again, don’t blame me for slaughtering your entire clan."

His voice boomed like thunder, echoing endlessly through the air. By the time the sound faded, Song Wen’s figure had already vanished. The blood sea above surged toward River Pan City.

When the crimson tide appeared above River Pan City, the entire city was instantly plunged into utter panic.

Chaos erupted within the city walls. Some cowered in their homes, trembling with fear, while others fled frantically toward the city gates.

Song Wen ignored the rogue cultivators. He raised his hand and struck downward with a palm strike.

Instantly, a massive handprint formed from condensed corpse qi descended from the sky.

The handprint crashed into Ke Manor, shattering its defensive formation.

Song Wen curled his fingers into a hook. A slender figure flew out of the manor—the unconscious Wu Lingzhu. Clinging to her back was a Gu insect.

Carrying Wu Lingzhu, Song Wen plunged into the blood sea above.

The blood sea churned and surged, swiftly carrying him out of the city and vanishing into the deepening twilight.

After traveling tens of thousands of miles beyond the city, Song Wen retracted the blood sea.

The treasure was far too conspicuous.

With Wu Shandie and Wu Lingzhu unconscious, he sped onward. After about an hour, he arrived at the mountain cave where Wu Bo and Wu Qinghan lay unconscious, still unawakened.

Song Wen tossed Wu Shandie and Wu Lingzhu into the cave, leaving a fifth-rank gu insect to guard the entrance before turning to leave.

These four still had some use and couldn’t be killed yet. However, keeping them close posed risks; those with ill intentions could track them using their soul lamps.

Thus, Song Wen had no choice but to imprison them here temporarily.

After another hundred thousand miles of rapid travel, Song Wen found a river and dove into its depths, reaching the riverbed.

In a stone grotto at the bottom, he set up a concealment formation, then retrieved the Soul Bottle containing Lan Chen’s divine soul and released it.

Lan Chen’s divine soul floated before him, her eyes tightly closed, several cracks crisscrossing her Soul Body.

Using his spiritual power, Song Wen lifted Lan Chen’s divine soul and positioned it horizontally between his eyebrows.

Then, he channeled his divine sense power, constructing a slender channel of divine sense.

The channel emerged from his sea of consciousness, manifesting as a faint thread at the center of his forehead.

Perhaps due to his breakthrough in cultivation realm, Song Wen’s divine sense power had surged, allowing his divine sense channel to extend three inches beyond his physical body.

The divine sense channel, as thin as a needle, pierced into Lan Chen’s divine soul.

Next, Song Wen activated the Sea of Consciousness Black Hole, releasing Soul Source Essence. He guided the essence through the divine sense channel, channeling it into Lan Chen’s divine soul.

As Lan Chen’s divine soul absorbed the Soul Source Essence, the cracks gradually began to heal.

The healing process proceeded much faster than Song Wen had anticipated. In just over two hours, all the cracks on Lan Chen’s divine soul had vanished, and her Soul Body had solidified.

Then, Lan Chen’s divine soul slowly opened its eyes.

"Ji Yin?" Lan Chen gazed intently at Song Wen’s face, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

"It’s me!" Song Wen nodded in confirmation.

"It really is you!" Lan Chen’s eyes seemed to shimmer with starlight, her face radiant with excitement.

She spread her arms wide and lunged toward Song Wen.

Yet she passed right through Song Wen’s physical body, ending up behind him.

"This..."

Lan Chen looked down at her hands, hesitating for a moment before realizing she was in her divine soul form.

She suddenly looked up and saw Song Wen had already turned around, smiling warmly at her.

"Did you save me? I remember being imprisoned in the Wu Clan’s Frozen Hell."

Song Wen nodded slightly.

A radiant smile bloomed on Lan Chen’s face, her dimples like blossoming flowers.

"It seems I owe you a tremendous debt."

Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, she asked curiously, "By the way, how did you rescue me? The Wu Clan’s Ancestor—Wu Bo—is a Body Integration Stage cultivator!"

"Now isn’t the time for that. There’s something more important we need to do," Song Wen said, deactivating the cave’s formation and enveloping Lan Chen’s divine soul as he moved toward the exit.

"What is it?" Lan Chen asked, her curiosity piqued.

"To help you seize a new body and regain your physical form."

(End of the Chapter)

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