972: Ice Remnant Ancestor, Four Battle Puppets

The Demon Hand covered the ancient Bing Yi City, striking down with the power to destroy heaven and exterminate earth, reducing the massive ancient Bing Yi City into a ruin.

The members of the Bing Yi Clan inside had not even had time to escape before they were all blasted into ashes.

Billowing thick smoke rose into the sky, obscuring vision, while the ruined City was filled with Devilish Qi that lingered for a long time.

In the Void Realm.

Xie Weilou held the ten thousand souls banner and looked at his arm; ever since the Demon Hand devoured the strange power at Barbarian God Mountain, it had clearly become even more terrifying.

The palm strike just now merely used the devilish power of the Demon Hand; if he were to use the strange power hidden within the Demon Hand, the destructive force would undoubtedly be even more terrifying.

"Slaughter a City, grant eternal life!"

Xie Weilou looked down at the ruined City below, where thousands of remnant souls were still wandering. He flicked his sleeve, and the ten thousand souls banner flew out.

Hum!

The ten thousand souls banner flashed with a blinding black light, its power sealing the entire City and imprisoning the remnant souls one by one. A devouring force erupted, and those remnant souls were frantically pulled into the banner.

Lin Qinghuang stepped out from the space, standing calmly beside Xie Weilou.

"little beast, you are courting death..."

Just at this moment, a roar came from the distance, and the might of a Venerable Realm expert instantly swept over.

Boom!

Endless icy power appeared in the firmament, and a giant ice hand broke through the nine heavens, blasting through the clouds, and suddenly struck down towards Xie Weilou.

"..."

Lin Qinghuang flicked her sleeve, the space cracked open, and a blood-colored war puppet rushed out.

"Roar!"

The blood-colored war puppet let out a roar, the might of the Venerable Realm erupting from its body as it punched toward that giant hand, the blood-colored fist imprint soaring straight into the nine heavens.

Boom!

The blood-colored fist imprint collided with the giant ice hand, and both exploded simultaneously. The powerful force swept in all directions, like a nuclear explosion, causing the firmament to tremble.

"Hmm? A war puppet at the Early Stage of the Venerable Realm?"

A voice of surprise rang out from the firmament, and an old man with white hair and pale skin could be seen walking out from the clouds.

Xie Weilou looked at the old man: "The Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan, Early Stage of the Venerable Realm!"

The gaze of the Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan fell upon the ruined City below, cold light flashing in his eyes. He then looked at Xie Weilou and Lin Qinghuang and said sternly: "You destroyed my Bing Yi Clan, you deserve to die!"

Lin Qinghuang said indifferently: "You are just at the Early Stage of the Venerable Realm, do you really think you can overturn the heavens?"

The Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan reached out, and an ice battle spear appeared in his hand. He said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Ignorant woman, do you think that by relying on one war puppet, you can stop me from killing you?"

"One war puppet?"

Lin Qinghuang looked disdainful. She waved her hand again, and from the space crack, three more blood-colored war puppets rushed out, all at the Early Stage of the Venerable Realm.

Boom!

The four blood-colored war puppets moved, surrounding the Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan.

"Four... four war puppets at the Venerable Realm..."

The complexion of the Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan changed, and a look of wariness appeared in his eyes.

He would have had some confidence facing one war puppet of the same Realm, but if he were to face four war puppets, he would undoubtedly die.

"Kill him."

Lin Qinghuang said coldly.

"Roar!"

The four war puppets instantly attacked the Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan.

The Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan dared not be careless and hurriedly gripped his ice battle spear to meet them...

Less than a quarter of an hour later.

The ten thousand souls banner finished devouring, its black light becoming even richer, and a chilling aura permeated the air, making one's hair stand on end.

Bang!

The Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan fought the four war puppets alone and was simply no match for them. He was blasted directly into the ruins, one of his arms already turned into blood mist, and he looked incredibly disheveled.

Xie Weilou glanced at the ten thousand souls banner and threw it directly into the ruins: "Leave his Divine Soul behind!"

Boom!

The ten thousand souls banner flew into the ruins, and the King of Evil Spirits instantly rushed out. Holding the Evil Saber, it turned into a remnant light and arrived before the Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan.

"This is... a soul body? No, that's not right..."

The Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan sensed the aura on the King of Evil Spirits, and a look of panic appeared in his eyes.

The aura of the King of Evil Spirits was too terrifying, far stronger than those four blood-colored war puppets, making him feel the threat of death.

"Run..."

The Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan felt a tremor in his heart and subconsciously wanted to flee for his life.

Swish!

Unfortunately, it was too late. In a single encounter, the King of Evil Spirits directly decapitated the Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan. The head flew high into the air, and blood sprayed from the headless body.

Whoosh!

The Divine Soul of the Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan separated from his body and fled into the distance.

"Roar!"

The King of Evil Spirits let out a roar, stretched out a large hand, sealed the heaven and earth, and grabbed the Divine Soul of the Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan.

"No... don't..."

The Divine Soul of the Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan struggled continuously, letting out sounds of terror.

The King of Evil Spirits dragged the Divine Soul of the Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan and instantly rushed back into the ten thousand souls banner.

"Retrieve!"

Xie Weilou reached out his hand, and he retrieved the ten thousand souls banner.

Hum!

In the ruins, twenty Storage Rings flew before Xie Weilou.

He casually handed the Storage Ring of the Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan to Lin Qinghuang: "Qinghuang, the Storage Ring of the Venerable Realm expert is for you, I'll keep the rest."

"..."

Lin Qinghuang smiled lightly and put away the Storage Ring of the Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan.

She was not short of these resources, but since this was given by Xie Weilou, she would naturally accept it.

Xie Weilou smiled and put away the remaining Storage Rings: "Next, let's find a place to thoroughly search the Divine Souls of these two; there should be quite a bit of useful information."

"Mm!"

Lin Qinghuang nodded slightly and put away the four war puppets.

The two did not stay long and immediately flew into the distance.

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Half an hour later.

At the peak of a snowy mountain on the ice plain.

Xie Weilou searched the Divine Souls of the Bing Yi Clan Chief and the Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan, obtaining the information he wanted.

Xie Weilou said to Lin Qinghuang: "I have found the true area where the Sacred Tomb is located!"

Lin Qinghuang became slightly interested: "Where is it?"

Xie Weilou smiled faintly: "In the very center of this world, there is a Shattered Land, and the Sacred Tomb is in that Shattered Land. Over the years, members of the Seven Clans have repeatedly taken the sacred tomb token to the Shattered Land, but they have had no success. Even with the sacred tomb token, it is difficult for them to enter the Sacred Tomb."

This matter was indeed as Bing Lie had said before; the Seven Clans of this world were merely tomb keepers, yet they could hardly lay a finger on the Sacred Tomb.

The Seven Clans guarded this place, wanting to find a way to leave, but they had no way at all.

They suspected that the method to leave was inside the Sacred Tomb, so they had always been eyeing the Sacred Tomb.

Lin Qinghuang took out a map from the Storage Ring of the Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan: "This is a map of this world; the central area is indeed the Shattered Land."

Xie Weilou looked at the map; on the map, there was a division of the areas where the Seven Clans were located.

The northern region was the territory of the three clans: the Bing Yi Clan, the Yin Ming Giant Elephant Clan, and the Nine-Headed Griffin Clan.

The eastern region was the territory of the four clans: the Ruan Yi Clan, the Human-Faced Ghost Spider Clan, the Golden Ancient Tree Clan, and the Thunder Titan Clan.

As for the western and southern regions, they belonged to the Land of Extinction, covered by terrifying rules, and were not suitable for living beings to reside in.

Xie Weilou pondered: "Since we have found the true location of the Sacred Tomb, let's go there directly; there is no need to waste time in other areas."

From the memories of the Bing Yi Clan Chief and the Old Ancestor of the Bing Yi Clan, they did find some places of fortune containing good things, but the purpose of their trip was not those so-called fortunes.

The Great Sage of the Eastern Wasteland had a connection with the Great Emperor of the Eastern Wasteland. Perhaps the Great Sage Tomb contained information about the Eastern Wasteland Scripture. They had to enter the true Sacred Tomb earlier; the Eastern Wasteland Scripture was their greatest goal!

"Good."

Lin Qinghuang put away the map.

The two turned into remnant lights and rushed into the distance...