69: Chapter 69 Second Kill

It turned out that when A-Da was snatching the great sumeru treasure hoe, Zhao Yi had used the Immovable Void Technique.

However, Zhao Yi had forgotten that A-Da was at the Mahayana Stage, three major Realms higher than him.

And the Immovable Void Technique could only hide him from Cultivators who were two major Realms higher than Zhao Yi.

Thus, Zhao Yi was doomed.

A-Da was seen walking step by step through the Void Realm to the spot where Zhao Yi was hiding.

He sighed sincerely, "What an exquisite concealment technique."

"If I hadn't cultivated to the Mahayana Stage, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to deal with you. Are you going to come out yourself, or do you want me to do it?"

Zhao Yi was now in a dilemma; his reliance for daring to make a move on Li Yingtang was the Immovable Void Technique.

But even a wise man makes a mistake; he had forgotten that A-Da was at the Mahayana Stage.

Seeing that Zhao Yi had no intention of moving.

A-Da shook his head.

He clenched his right hand into a fist, and a cluster of cyan flames surrounded his right fist.

"You..."

"Come out!"

A-Da punched the Void Realm in front of him, and dense cracks visibly appeared in the space.

Zhao Yi let out a miserable scream, and the Immovable Void Technique was immediately broken.

He clutched his chest, looking at A-Da with a Face full of horror.

A Cultivator at the Mahayana Stage was truly terrifying; he was no match for him.

At this moment, the Soul Transformation power within Zhao Yi's body was in chaos, and the Primordial Spirit in his Sea of Consciousness was also listless.

That punch from A-Da not only shattered the space and broke the Immovable Void Technique, but it also injured Zhao Yi.

"Ninth Master."

Zhao Yi was tossed in front of Li Yingtang by A-Da like a dead fish.

"Kill him."

Li Yingtang didn't even look at Zhao Yi, speaking softly.

In the Chaotian Spirit Realm, there were three ways to kill a Spirit Transformation Cultivator.

The first, kill; this was an ordinary kill. With the means of a Spirit Transformation Cultivator, one could consume some Primordial Spirit power and be resurrected.

The second, killed; this was a serious kill. Even if you were a Spirit Transformation Cultivator, you couldn't hope to recover without expending Heaven And Earth Treasure.

The third was the most formidable, completely killed; this meant destroying your Divine Soul entirely, causing you to disappear forever.

"Completely kill him."

Li Yingtang didn't make A-Da wait long, quickly adding another sentence.

"No!"

Three voices rang out simultaneously.

Li Yingtang looked coldly at the three people who had spoken, and unexpectedly,

The three who spoke were actually Bai Miyao, Bai Yucheng, and Fan De, who was still buried in the ground.

Seeing Li Yingtang's deathly gaze, Bai Yucheng felt his scalp tingle, but he still braced himself and transmitted his voice: "Ninth Master, besides that hoe being a treasure, this Zhao Yi also possesses the Spirit Stone Digging Secret Art. If we were to learn it..."

"In the future, Spirit Stones in the Chaotian Spirit Realm will no longer be a problem."

"Why not hand him over to me to perform Soul Searching? I am willing to be the villain."

Bai Yucheng expressed his determination with a fierce look on his Face.

Over there, Bai Miyao's Divine Thought also arrived.

She transmitted through her Primordial Spirit; she didn't speak word by word,

"Ninth Master, the Nine Beauties Wedding Garment Art that this maid Cultivates, although I have now promoted to Soul Transformation, my body and cultivation are both extremely stiff, unable to integrate."

"Zhao Yi's cultivation is of the same origin as mine. If I can obtain his help, I can save a hundred years of bitter cultivation."

Li Yingtang pondered.

He hadn't expected Zhao Yi to be such a hot commodity.

At this moment, Fan De, who was buried underground, poked his head out,

"Ninth Master, Anning Prefecture has eight million Cultivators, and common people number as many as forty million."

"In these eight hundred years, only two Soul Transformation Cultivators, Bai Miyao and Zhao Yi, have been born this year."

"If you kill one more, wouldn't that be cutting yourself off from Anning Prefecture?"

Li Yingtang...

He descended on a white cloud and landed in front of Fan De,

"What did you say?"

Fan De swooshed back into the ground, and a muffled voice came from below.

"Ninth Master, you killing Zhao Yi is cutting yourself off from Anning Prefecture?"

"I..."

Li Yingtang raised his foot and stomped toward Fan De's head,

"I'll let you cut yourself off from Anning Prefecture? Is this something you can say?"

"If it weren't for the sake of the old man, you would have died eight hundred times over."

Soon, a deep pit was stomped into the ground by Li Yingtang,

These dozens of kicks seemed to stomp away his anger,

"A-Da, seal his cultivation and hand him over to Bai Miyao."

"Don't play him to death; leave him a breath before handing him over to Bai Yucheng."

Since Zhao Yi had so much use, Li Yingtang would naturally squeeze him dry.

"Let's go!"

After giving his instructions, Li Yingtang and A-Da disappeared.

Only the unconscious Zhao Yi and many shocked Cultivators were left behind.

"What a pity."

"Just became a Soul Transformation Cultivator, yet he couldn't avoid this human tribulation."

"One still cannot be a Death Cultivator; these tribulations are truly one after another."

"True Lord Zhao has just become Old Ancestor Zhao, yet he is about to fall."

"What a pity!"

Many Cultivators lamented.

Lingran Realm.

Bai Miyao didn't waste any words; this wasn't her first time cultivating,

She was familiar with the process.

Zhao Yi, who was in a deep sleep,

only felt a wave of warmth.

Which caused Bai Miyao to curse angrily.

"Trash!"

However, her stiff body had returned to normal, and her rigid cultivation was now as easy to command as her own arm.

"Giggle~"

"Grandpa Cheng, I'll leave the rest to you."

"I need to report to Ninth Master, and by the way, I'll be waiting for your good news."

Bai Yucheng waved his hand,

"Yao'er, go ahead and get busy; how long could Soul Searching take?"

"I'll be done in a moment."

A Cultivator who has lost their Soul Transformation power is worse than a dog; Bai Yucheng could now crush Zhao Yi to death with a single finger.

"Tsk tsk~"

"A Soul Transformation Cultivator, actually double-killed by the same female Cultivator."

"Should I say you're unlucky, or unlucky?"

"Come on, come on, let me help you find relief."

"Soul Searching Technique!"

Bai Yucheng pressed his hand on Zhao Yi's head, his whole body glowing with green light.

The Soul Searching Technique was one of many forbidden arts in the Great Yin Immortal Dynasty, because the person being searched would have their Divine Soul shattered; the mildest result was becoming an idiot, the worst was total imbecility—either way, they were mentally disabled, and it was irreversible,

Even if an Immortal came, they couldn't save someone who had been subjected to Soul Searching.

"Holy cow!"

"This Sea of Consciousness?"

"Just became a Soul Transformation Cultivator, yet his Sea of Consciousness is actually larger than mine?"

After Bai Yucheng's Primordial Spirit entered Zhao Yi's Sea of Consciousness, the first thing he did was marvel at the vastness of Zhao Yi's Sea of Consciousness.

When he saw that Zhao Yi's Primordial Spirit was a size smaller than his own, Bai Yucheng nodded; this was more like what someone who had just broken through to Soul Transformation should look like.

Zhao Yi's Primordial Spirit had its eyes tightly closed at this moment, and just like his body, it was lying in the Sea of Consciousness.

The green-colored Bai Yucheng licked his lips and stealthily placed his hands on top of Zhao Yi's Primordial Spirit's head.

"Come here, little treasure."

"With my Primordial Spirit as the guide, knocking on your Divine Soul..."

"Hmm?"

Halfway through chanting the Soul Searching incantation, Bai Yucheng felt that something was wrong.

"Why is there a golden silk ribbon behind this Primordial Spirit's head?"

"What the hell is this?"

Disliking that the golden silk ribbon was in the way, Bai Yucheng yanked it off.

"Is this a scripture?"

"The Great Dao is Simple, roughly formed by nature, numbers born from the heart, all things take form. With a single thought, heaven and earth become hazy, rounding up or down, the universe has its fixed numbers."

"Complete nonsense."

Bai Yucheng threw the golden silk ribbon away directly.

"Waste of time."

"Soul Searching Incantation!"

"With my Primordial Spirit as the guide, knocking on the mysterious gate of your Divine Soul, breaking through the thousand layers of mist in the Sea of Consciousness, capturing every inch of the dust and smoke of the past..."

"Soul threads like wisps, pulling memories into lines, if there is resistance, locking the meridians and sealing the thoughts, now I command the memories to appear."

"Capture!"

The thick, green Primordial Spirit power covered Zhao Yi's entire Primordial Spirit.

Just as Bai Yucheng was preparing to exert his power, a voice that should never have appeared emerged from the Sea of Consciousness,

This voice interrupted Bai Yucheng's Soul Searching Technique.