165: Chapter 165 The Marriage Seal Locks the Soul, Revealing the Demon on the Spot!

On the city wall, Wang Shuo's face turned ashen with rage, his chest heaving violently.

Xu Tian's barely maintained composure also shattered into pieces at this moment.

He had already begun to panic.

He was truly panicking!

Wang Chuang was the final facade the Wang Family had forcefully pushed forward, and his strength was not much different from his own.

The ancestral formation was given, the chariot was given, and the Imperial Weapon was given, yet he couldn't even withstand three of Lin Yi's punches.

What is there left to fight!

The people of the Wang Family felt their scalps go numb even more.

The sentence from just now, "Only the one who survives is worthy of being called an Imperial Son," was still ringing in everyone's ears.

But the person who said those words was currently embedded in that collapsed wall, covered in blood, his face almost unrecognizable.

The one who survived.

Clearly, it couldn't be him.

The rubble shifted.

Wang Chuang actually stood up again, swaying.

In the depths of the Wang Family Ancestral Land, strands of blood qi poured into him along the formation patterns, as if forcibly extending his life.

His chest was caved in, half his face was ruined, and his appearance was miserable to the extreme, yet he still refused to give up.

"I haven't lost yet!"

He panted heavily, reaching out to grab a strand of Ancestral Blood and slapping it onto his crown.

"Ancestral Blood, return to the body! Rise!"

Blood-red light instantly enveloped his entire body.

Seeing this, some members of the Wang Family immediately felt a spark of hope again.

"Young Master Wang Chuang can still fight!"

"With the Ancestral Blood added to him, he can still fight!"

"Just stall a bit longer, and the ancestral formation can be completely closed!"

"You must hold on! Young Master Wang Chuang! You are the hope of the entire clan!"

Xu Chen rolled his eyes at the sound, slamming the ancient desolate hall onto the ground, shaking a group of Wang Family Cultivators on the left wing until they were stumbling.

"You're still boasting even after being beaten like this."

"You people of the Wang Family really have stubborn mouths."

"And your faces are really thick!"

Lin Yi didn't give Wang Chuang even half a breath more to recover.

Just as Wang Chuang's Ancestral Blood rose, Lin Yi was already walking forward.

One step, two steps...

His black robes dragged across the rubble-strewn ground; with every step he took, the ruined walls of the mountain gate shook.

Wang Chuang's eyelids twitched wildly, and an uncontrollable chill finally rose within him.

He wanted to retreat.

But the surrounding space had long been locked by the haotian pagoda; there was nowhere to retreat.

He wanted to shout again.

But his throat was full of blood; as soon as he opened his mouth, he choked and coughed.

Lin Yi arrived before him and spoke domineeringly.

"You used Ancestral Blood to crawl back up."

"Then This Holy Son will smash your ancestors' faces along with yours!"

His words fell.

The fourth punch descended.

Wang Chuang raised both arms, wanting to block.

But he couldn't.

Crack!

A crisp sound.

Both arms snapped first.

The momentum of the punch was not yet exhausted, and it pierced through his brow.

Bang!

Wang Chuang's skull exploded, and a mist of blood surged up.

The Ancestral Blood he had barely condensed was mostly blasted away on the spot.

His shattered Divine Soul shrieked as it scurried out, trying to use the ancestral formation to escape back into the inner city.

But as soon as it emerged.

The haotian pagoda descended from above.

The golden light pressed down.

That Divine Soul didn't even have the courage to struggle before it was crushed and extinguished on the spot.

Decisive!

Thorough!

The final breath of the Wang Family's younger generation was thus severed.

Lin Yi reached out and grabbed Wang Chuang's half-corpse, turning and hurling it toward the city wall.

Boom!

The corpse streaked through the air, smashing a row of railings, and finally landed squarely right in front of Wang Shuo's feet.

Blood splattered across the ground and over half of Wang Shuo's body.

Wang Shuo looked down at the mass of mangled flesh, the veins on the back of his hands bulging one by one as an uncontrollable low growl escaped his throat.

"Argh!"

This scene completely terrified the Wang Family members on the city wall.

Some people's hands holding weapons were shaking.

Some quietly retreated two steps, their faces as white as paper.

Others looked at the black-robed figure below the city, their legs trembling.

They thought Wang Chuang could hold out for a while.

Instead, it turned into a joke.

Purely for nothing!

After Wang Chuang's death, the Aura outside the mountain gate leaned overwhelmingly toward Lin Yi.

The Heavenly Profound Holy Land Disciples and Chu Family elites took the opportunity to press further; the Wang Family's outer defensive line was forced back repeatedly, and the corners of the inner city collapsed one after another.

Xu Tian stood on the city wall, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

He looked at Lin Yi, then at Wang Chuang's corpse at his feet, and any lingering hope in his heart shattered.

If he continued to stall in the same way.

The next one to be smashed onto the ground would most likely be him!

No!

Can't wait any longer!

Xu Tian's face twitched as he suddenly raised his hand to form a seal, and the Taisu Origin within his body surged violently.

"Rise!"

He growled through gritted teeth.

In the center of the Wang Family Ancestral Land, those half-scroll marriage contracts suddenly lit up.

Deep within the paper, the Soul-Locking Seal added by the Heaven and Earth Gate Grand Elder was stimulated by the Taisu Origin and immediately came to life.

Jet-black patterns spread along the edges of the marriage contract, covering the entire page in the blink of an eye.

Next moment.

Clatter!

A thick black chain burst out from the surface of the paper.

The chain carried a cold Aura, pointing directly at Shen Qingyue.

Shen Qingyue stood on the flank, raising her hand to swat away a Wang Family Cultivator who was lunging at her.

As the black chain moved, the Primordial Dao Body within her was suddenly affected.

Strands of Taichu Dao Light lost control, darting wildly around her.

The ancient seal on her brow suddenly glowed, and her qi and blood surged.

The stone slabs beneath her feet cracked, the hem of her white dress was lifted by the strong wind, and her face grew a few shades paler.

Chu Wanqing was the first to notice; her zither strings trembled as she turned and shouted urgently:

"Sister Qingyue."

Su Yuxi also turned instantly, Dao patterns emerging from her sleeves as her expression turned cold.

Xu Chen cursed while carrying the ancient desolate hall and sprinted toward them.

On the city wall, Xu Tian stared intently at Shen Qingyue, a twisted smile finally appearing on his face.

"Shen Qingyue, this Young Master said long ago. You can hide for a while, but you can't hide forever!"

"Once the marriage contract is activated, you still have to come with me!"

Lin Yi supported Shen Qingyue, sending a strand of Primordial Qi into her body, which finally allowed her to steady her mind.

"Leave the rest to me!"

On the city wall, Xu Tian suddenly raised his hand, pointing at the half-scroll marriage contract and shouting at the top of his lungs:

"Look clearly, everyone!"

"This is the Bloodline response!"

"The marriage contract has sensed it, and the Primordial is resonating!"

"Shen Qingyue was supposed to come with me; Lin Yi is the one who intruded!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding spectating Cultivators were all shaken.

The people who were just watching the show earlier immediately changed their expressions.

Some stared at the mark on Shen Qingyue's brow, while others looked at the marriage contract in mid-air; the scene suddenly became rowdy.

Seeing this, the foul mood in Xu Tian's chest finally eased a bit.

He lifted his chin, his eyes filled with malice and pride, and took another step forward, shouting shrilly:

"Shen Qingyue, the marriage contract's pull has begun. How much longer do you want to be stubborn?"

"Entering my Heaven and Earth Gate today is destined by heaven and cannot be disobeyed!!"

Just as he finished speaking.

Lin Yi had already stepped in front of Shen Qingyue to shield her.

His black robes unfurled, directly intercepting the chain.

The chain crashed into the Hongmeng Chaos Qi in front of him, instantly emitting a series of piercing vibrations as its forward momentum was forcibly halted.

Lin Yi raised his eyes, immortal light flashing within them as his Primordial Immortal Pupil traced back along the chain.

One inch, two inches...

The surface of the marriage contract scroll had a strong ancient feel, but within the paper's fibers coiled a mass of grayish-black energy.

Scanning deeper, a later-added Soul-Locking Seal was pinned firmly to the core of the marriage contract.

That seal was not the same thing as the Shen Family's old agreement at all.

It used the shell of the marriage contract to absorb the Origin power of the Primordial Dao Body, performing the dirty work of forcibly locking the Divine Soul.

Lin Yi's gaze turned cold, and killing intent surged from his chest.

Since Xu Tian dared to bring this rotten tactic into the light.

Then his time of death has arrived!