Chapter 632: The Messenger of Soul Capturing

Hua Ci is currently in the Spirit Stream Battlefield, where her cultivation has reached its limit, preventing any further advancement. This is precisely why she has repeatedly lowered her cultivation to refine the Myriad Poison Beads.

The potency of the Myriad Poison Beads depends not only on the amount of cultivation Hua Ci expends during their refinement but also on the toxicity of the poisons she absorbs.

When she first gave Lu Ye the Myriad Poison Beads, Hua Ci was still unfamiliar with the refining technique; those were merely practice pieces. To prevent Lu Ye from noticing anything unusual and feeling unnecessary concern, she did not expend much cultivation on them.

However, as she refined an increasing number of Myriad Poison Beads, she became more proficient.

The Myriad Poison Beads Lu Ye received this time undoubtedly had significantly more of Hua Ci's cultivation invested in them than the previous batch.

Furthermore, Hua Ci has now located the source of the Myriad Poison Forest and even created a poison pool in its deepest part. When Lu Ye last visited her, she was leisurely soaking in this very pool.

That pool was a direct manifestation of the Myriad Poison Forest's poison source, countless times more potent than the mere poison mist she had absorbed previously.

All these factors culminated in one outcome.

The three Myriad Poison Beads Lu Ye unleashed this time were more than twice as potent as the previous batch!

Lu Ye had not anticipated this. If he had known, he certainly would not have used all three Myriad Poison Beads, keeping at least one.

However, now that they were deployed, there was no point dwelling on it.

Poison mist permeated the entire mine tunnel, sparing no one. Within Lu Ye, vast expanses of gray mist continuously rose from his talent tree.

Protected by his talent tree, Lu Ye was immune to all poisons; as long as the tree had sufficient fuel, he did not need to fear the effects of the virulent toxin. The cultivators from Myriad Devil Ridge, however, were not so fortunate. Despite carrying antidote pills, they could not withstand the corrosive effects of the potent poison on their bodies.

The lower a cultivator's cultivation level, the more severe their reaction.

Initially, cultivators below the third-layer realm began to fall, one after another. They didn't die immediately, but the flow of spiritual energy within their bodies completely ceased, leaving them unable to exert any spiritual power and feeling utterly weak. In such a predicament, without swift detoxification, survival was impossible.

Gradually, cultivators at the fourth and fifth layers could no longer hold on and collapsed. Although cultivators with higher cultivation levels could temporarily endure, every single one felt their strength significantly reduced.

Fear and dread spread through the ranks. Furthermore, in their haste to dismantle the array before them, the cultivators fiercely channeled their spiritual energy and employed various techniques, inadvertently accelerating the poison's debilitating effects on themselves.

The numerous cultivators from Myriad Devil Ridge had never imagined that, despite their overwhelming numbers rushing in to encircle and kill Lu Ye, they would encounter such an astonishing situation.

While they were not strangers to poisons—having experienced various trials and encountered strange toxins at the Cloud River Realm—they had never before encountered a poison as overwhelmingly potent and unreasonable as this.

Amidst the chaos on Myriad Devil Ridge's side, Lu Ye, who had remained calmly in place, finally moved. He casually drew an array flag and gently waved it.

*Crack!*

A thunderous explosion reverberated ceaselessly through the enclosed mine tunnel, deafening all within.

As the thunder crackled, a bolt of lightning emerged from above and struck into the crowd.

"Ah!"

A scream accompanied the lightning strike; no one knew which unfortunate soul had been hit.

That initial lightning strike seemed to be a signal. After it fell, a deluge of countless more bolts descended from the sky. Bright flashes of lightning pierced through the emerald green poison mist, conducting a deadly symphony.

The crackling sounds were incessant. Looking up, countless lightning serpents appeared to be descending from above. At the top of the mine tunnel, a massive array glowed, its intricate patterns flickering continuously. Each bolt of lightning that fell was accompanied by a fresh scream, echoing one after another.

A Lightning Attraction Array!

The most common killing array Lu Ye deployed was the Exploding Array, as it was simple to set up and possessed considerable lethality, capable of inflicting significant damage on enemies who stepped into it.

However, this did not mean he was only capable of setting up Exploding Arrays.

The numerous spirit patterns he had mastered could be used as the core of an array, allowing him to deploy a variety of corresponding formations.

An array with the Lightning Attraction Spirit Pattern as its core is a Lightning Attraction Array.

An array with the Golden Arc Spirit Pattern as its core is a Golden Arc Array.

An array with the Blazing Fire Spirit Pattern as its core is a Blazing Fire Array.

He had discreetly set up these arrays on the overhead rock ceiling, a move no one anticipated. The forces from Myriad Devil Ridge were solely focused on forcibly dismantling the array before them, completely unaware of the grave danger descending from above.

Instantly, as Lu Ye activated the arrays' power, the scene grew even more chaotic.

Blazing white lightning, golden arc slashes, and fiery red snakes of fire rained down from above like a torrential downpour as one array after another activated.

The power of these arrays was not inherently immense; ordinarily, even cultivators at the fifth or sixth layers could withstand them. However, at this moment, the cultivators from Myriad Devil Ridge were severely hampered by the poison mist, each suffering a significant reduction in strength. Thus, the assault from these arrays proved exceptionally deadly.

The scent of burnt flesh mingled with the stench of blood, and countless lives were extinguished within the emerald green poison mist, one after another, seemingly without end.

The dense emerald green poison mist filled every corner of the mine tunnel. The cultivators from Myriad Devil Ridge could no longer see Lu Ye, nor could Lu Ye discern their exact locations.

This, however, did not impede him. In this mine tunnel, everyone but himself was an enemy. Therefore, he only needed to direct the arrays' power towards the areas where life force was most concentrated.

"Quickly, destroy the arrays above!" someone finally realized and roared.

In an instant, numerous attacks slammed into the overhead rock ceiling, causing debris to fall and one array after another to be annihilated.

By this point, the arrays Lu Ye had set up within the mine tunnel were almost entirely obliterated by the powerful assault from the Myriad Devil Ridge cultivators. Although a large number of cultivators lay incapacitated, some stronger ones still managed to persevere.

Yet, when the enraged cultivators from Myriad Devil Ridge reached Lu Ye's original position, they found no trace of him.

Lu Ye, naturally, had not remained stationary, waiting.

In this chaotic and visually obscured environment, he had the perfect opportunity to strike. He didn't even need to distinguish friend from foe; wherever he moved, if he detected a sign of life or breath, he would unleash a strike, invariably followed by screams and the splatter of blood.

Song Zhui's voice cut through the chaos: "Form groups nearby! Guard against ambushes! Report Lu Yiye's position immediately!"

However, his voice was swiftly drowned out by the cacophony of shouts.

Realizing that Lu Ye was actively hunting them down, all the Myriad Devil Ridge cultivators grew tense. The moment anyone approached, they instinctively unleashed their killing moves, resulting in numerous friendly fire incidents and escalating arguments and curses.

The situation devolved into complete pandemonium.

Song Zhui silently cursed them as an unrefined lot, but he also understood that in such a situation, everyone would grow nervous. He was horrified to realize that if the situation continued to unfold this way, it seemed entirely possible for Lu Yiye alone to decimate two thousand individuals.

For one, cultivators below the fourth layer now possessed virtually no power to resist and were all sprawled weakly on the ground. He had previously dispatched some third-layer cultivators to clear the collapsed mine tunnel, but they, too, had not lasted long and were now all incapacitated in that area.

The scent of blood grew increasingly pungent, and screams had been incessant since the beginning. One life after another was extinguished from their senses. In the blinding poison mist, Lu Ye moved like a grim reaper, leaving a trail of carnage wherever he went. The Myriad Devil Ridge cultivators were utterly powerless to resist.

As time passed, the Myriad Devil Ridge cultivators were increasingly affected by the poison mist, their strength progressively waning, making it easier and easier for Lu Ye to eliminate them.

Then, at a certain moment, Lu Ye encountered a formidable opponent.

After the arrays set up on the cave ceiling were destroyed, he began to roam, eliminating enemies. Regardless of their original cultivation level, he typically dispatched them with a single strike.

However, as he struck at a brawny body cultivator, the opponent's previously weak aura suddenly surged with immense power. Using a bracer-like spiritual artifact on his arm, the body cultivator blocked Lu Ye's blade, while his other large, fan-like hand shot out, grabbing towards him. Gritting his teeth, he roared, "I found you!"

Lu Ye immediately understood: the man's earlier weakness was either a deliberate disguise or he had activated a secret technique to enhance his strength.

The moment his opponent acted, his ninth-layer cultivation was revealed.

Among the many Myriad Devil Ridge cultivators, there were certainly those at the ninth-layer realm; besides Song Zhui, who was a ninth-layer cultivator himself, there had to be others.

Thus, even while moving and hunting, Lu Ye maintained his vigilance.

He had a faint recollection of the burly body cultivator; this individual had been standing close to Song Zhui just moments earlier.

The ninth-layer body cultivator was, of course, Wei Zhong.

Although he and the other ninth-layer cultivators were stunned by Lu Ye's tactics and ruthlessness, their extraordinary backgrounds prevented them from panicking significantly in this situation. Instead, they lay in wait, biding their time for an opportune moment.

Lu Ye's attack on him was precisely what he desired. This would expose Lu Ye directly. Even if he couldn't immediately subdue Lu Ye, a brief entanglement would certainly alert Song Zhui and the others, allowing them to join forces. Together, even with their strength greatly diminished, they would be sufficient to capture Lu Ye.

If Lu Ye could be captured, the crisis would be averted, and they could then focus on clearing the mine tunnel and escaping.

Such were his thoughts, yet when he reached out to seize Lu Ye, his hand closed on empty air.

Lu Ye's reaction was undoubtedly swifter than he had anticipated.

The instant he sensed something amiss, he used the force to retreat. Simultaneously, he raised his left hand, unleashing a prepared exotic treasure, which transformed into a streak of light and shot towards Wei Zhong.

In that instant, a chilling sensation enveloped Wei Zhong, an instinctive premonition of mortal danger. Before he could react, a streak of light flashed into his vision, passing unimpeded through his body and eliciting a spray of hot blood.

In this moment, Tang San's grasp of timing, position, and distance was incredibly precise.

He was well aware that despite possessing the Tang Sect's ultimate techniques and a third-stage cultivation in Xuan Tian Gong, the wolf demons were innately gifted and physically powerful. In a direct confrontation, he might not be their match. Moreover, being young and lacking sufficient vitality, he certainly couldn't sustain a prolonged battle. Had that transformed human not powerfully slain one wolf demon, he might not have even intervened against two third-stage wolf demons; his own life was paramount.

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However, once he made his move, he had to ensure it struck its target.

The wolf demon was in an extreme state of fury at that moment, so it was only when Tang San's palm had already struck the side of its eye that it became startled. It abruptly twisted its head, its wolf mouth snapping directly at Tang San.

Tang San's other hand, however, quickly grabbed its fur. Utilizing his smaller stature, he pulled the wolf's hair, changing his direction. With a swift flip, almost grazing the third-stage wolf demon's chest, he landed on its other side.

His right index and middle fingers formed a sword-finger, and with the activation of Xuan Yu Hand, both fingers glowed with a pure white, jade-like luster. He stabbed them like lightning towards the wolf demon's eyes as it turned its head.

*Thud!* The slender fingers instantly plunged into warm flesh. While Tang San's physical strength was undoubtedly far inferior to that of the third-stage wolf demon, once he struck a vital point with a comparable level of energy, there was no chance of survival.

With the Xuan Tian Gong infused by Xuan Yu Hand, his attack practically spun and plunged into the wolf demon's brain. Consequently, the wolf demon's other eye instantly exploded, its brain reduced to a pulpy mess. Its roar abruptly choked off as if its throat had been seized, and its strong body subsequently collapsed to the ground.

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Tang San pushed off its body with his toes, flipping to land some distance away.

This strike's remarkable success was attributed to his extensive combat experience from his previous life. His small, child-like body and the cover of night served as the best camouflage, further aided by the third-stage wolf demon's raging fury which diminished its perception.

In a direct confrontation, Tang San's Xuan Yu Hand might not even be able to penetrate the wolf demon's thick hide. However, the eyes were the most vulnerable spot. Piercing them and injecting Xuan Tian Gong energy meant absolute death.

As his feet landed, the third-stage wolf demon on the other side also fell silent. Only then did Tang San breathe a sigh of relief. He did not rush to check on the human, but instead quickly lay on the ground, pressing his ear to the earth to listen for any surrounding sounds, checking if more pursuers were approaching.

With his current strength, directly confronting a third-stage wolf demon was incredibly difficult; no matter how refined his techniques, his young body was simply too frail. A single hit from a wolf demon could very well be fatal. That seemingly simple attack earlier was, in fact, his full exertion, pushing his mental will to its absolute peak.

There were no other sounds nearby, indicating that only two third-stage wolf demons had been pursuing the human who could transform. This also allowed Tang San to breathe a sigh of relief; otherwise, he would have had no choice but to flee.

He then approached the human, maintaining his vigilance all the while.

When he reached the person, he immediately noticed that the fur which had previously grown on their body had vanished, causing Tang San's heart to quicken slightly.

Given his youthful circumstances and his lack of kinship with the transformed human, the safest course of action would have been to remain uninvolved and wait for the wolf demons to depart. Yet, he chose to intervene. One reason was that the pursued individual was human. Another crucial reason was the transformation he had just witnessed.

In Tang San's original world of Douluo Dalu, there existed Soul Masters with Beast Martial Souls who possessed similar abilities. These individuals could continuously grow stronger by cultivating their Beast Martial Souls.

If similar abilities existed in this world, learning them would naturally be greatly beneficial for his personal strength and would also make it easier for him to integrate into this world.

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