182: Silver Moon's origins and the struggle between two souls

Kunwu Mountain, deep within the Spirit Forging Hall.

That lazy yet killing-intent-filled female voice, like an invisible heavy hammer, struck hard at Zhou Wannian's (Han Li's) Sea of Consciousness.

"Not good!"

Zhou Wannian almost subconsciously cut off his massive intake of the "reverse spirit qi," his figure turning into a puff of green smoke, instantly retreating a hundred yards outside the defensive Formation at the edge of the altar.

"Purple Spirit, retreat behind the iron pillar! Hold your breath and Seal your six senses!"

Zhou Wannian gave a low shout, his fingers flicking rapidly as seventy-two invisible Geng Metal Flying Swords instantly laid out a three-layer defensive sword net in front of him.

Buzz—!!!

In the center of the altar, that crystal-clear Heavenly Crystal Tablet trembled violently.

The pale golden gas originally drifting on the tablet's surface seemed to receive some kind of summons, frantically converging to form a massive vortex.

At the center of the vortex, space shattered like a mirror.

A phantom of a giant wolf, as large as a house, snow-white all over but with two heads, slowly emerged.

This giant wolf was extremely eerie.

One head had its eyes closed, its expression serene, emitting a holy silver moonlight.

The other head had its blood-red eyes open, its face hideous, emitting a sky-blotting black Devilish Qi.

Silver Moon Wolf Clan · Dual-Headed Dharma Idol.

"Who... stole this palace's Origin Qi?"

The black wolf head opened its bloody maw, but the voice that came out was that charming female voice.

Its eyes, full of tyranny, instantly locked onto Zhou Wannian.

"Foundation Establishment Stage? No... a Middle Stage Nascent Soul junior?"

"And..."

The black wolf head sniffed its nose, and a light of greed suddenly erupted in its eyes.

"You... have the scent of that slut (Yinyue's Split Soul) on you!"

"Hand it over to this palace!"

Boom!

The black wolf head lunged out, and a giant claw condensed from pure Devilish Qi ignored the distance of space, grabbing directly for Zhou Wannian's crown. The power of this grab actually carried a trace of the Soul Transformation Stage's Laws of heaven and earth!

"Damn! It really is that old hag (Consort Linglong)!"

Zhou Wannian cursed inwardly.

But he did not sit and wait for death.

"Want to eat me? Aren't you afraid of breaking your teeth!"

A cold light flashed in Zhou Wannian's eyes.

Great Geng Sword Formation · Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!

Buzz!

The seventy-two invisible Flying Swords instantly closed together, turning into a ten-zhang-long invisible giant sword, slashing fiercely towards that devilish claw.

The Flying Swords infused with geng essence had long since become incomparably sharp.

"Chila—"

A piercing sound of tearing silk.

That seemingly invincible Devilish Qi claw was actually sliced halfway through by the invisible giant sword!

Awoo—!!!

The black wolf head roared in pain.

"Geng Metal Qi?! You actually have so many Geng Metal Flying Swords?!"

It clearly hadn't expected that a mere Middle Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator could wound its Dharma Idol projection.

"Quite capable... no wonder you dare to intrude into Kunwu Mountain."

The contempt in the black wolf head's eyes receded slightly, replaced by a deeper killing intent.

"But this is this palace's territory!"

Devilish Roar · Soul Seizing!

Roar!!!

The black wolf head opened its mouth and let out a silent roar.

This sound did not target the Physical Body but pierced directly into the Soul.

Zhou Wannian felt a sharp pain in his Sea of Consciousness, as if countless steel needles were stabbing into it.

"Ugh..."

He groaned, his protective spiritual light shaking. Although Purple Spirit was protected by the iron pillar, her face instantly turned pale, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

Just as Zhou Wannian was preparing to use the Ti Hun Beast or Evil-Warding Divine Thunder to fight for his life...

Buzz—

The Storage Pouch at his waist suddenly opened on its own.

A soft milky-white light flew out, transforming into a palm-sized, snow-white little wolf phantom.

Artifact Spirit Yinyue.

At this moment, Yinyue's eyes were dazed. Looking at the giant dual-headed wolf shadow in mid-air, her body was trembling, yet she still firmly blocked the way in front of Zhou Wannian.

"Not allowed... to hurt Master..."

Yinyue's voice was very weak, yet it carried a suppressive force originating from the Soul's source.

The moment Yinyue appeared.

That silver wolf head that had been keeping its eyes closed suddenly trembled and slowly opened its eyes.

They were a pair of silver eyes filled with the vicissitudes of time and wisdom, yet also carrying endless sorrow.

"Split Soul... return..."

The silver wolf head spoke, her voice as cold and clear as a Fairy from the Moon Palace.

"No! She is mine!"

The black wolf head was furious, "Long Meng! You've been asleep for tens of thousands of years, and you still want to fight me for control of the body?!"

"As long as I swallow this split Soul, this palace can repair the Primordial Spirit and escape completely!"

Ignoring the silver wolf head's obstruction, the black wolf head opened its mouth again. A massive suction force came, attempting to forcefully pull the tiny Yinyue over.

"Master!" Yinyue cried out in alarm, her body flying up uncontrollably.

"Stealing my Artifact Spirit right in front of me?"

Zhou Wannian's eyes instantly became cold to the extreme.

"Do you really think I, Han, am made of clay?"

Yuan Ci Divine Light · Demon Suppression!

Boom!

Zhou Wannian formed Seals with his hands, and the Origin power of the yuan ci divine peak within his body erupted without reservation.

A large expanse of gray light, like a great mountain, slammed heavily onto the black wolf head's suction vortex.

Yuan Ci Divine Light restrains all Five Elements and can also distort Devilish Qi!

Zizizi—

The suction vortex was instantly dispersed.

Zhou Wannian took a step forward, grabbed Yinyue by the scruff of her neck, and stuffed her back into the void heaven cauldron.

Then.

He looked up at the furious dual-headed wolf shadow.

"Old hag, don't refuse a favor when it's offered."

A pitch-black bead appeared in Zhou Wannian's hand—Tiandu Corpse Fire Thunder.

"I know your main body is still sealed beneath Kunwu Palace. This is just a Clone you projected using the reverse spirit qi."

"If you dare to make another move..."

Zhou Wannian pointed to the Heavenly Crystal Tablet behind him that was gushing reverse spirit qi.

"I will detonate these thunder beads and blow up this node!"

"When that time comes, the spirit reversal passage will collapse, and spatial turbulence will pour in."

"Not only will this Clone be destroyed, but even your main body's plan to escape will be delayed for hundreds of years!"

"Do you dare to gamble?!"

Zhou Wannian's voice wasn't loud, but it carried the ruthlessness of a desperate man.

The air solidified.

The black wolf head stared fixedly at Zhou Wannian, the anger in its eyes almost bursting out.

But it stopped.

Because it knew that this human kid in front of it really dared to do it.

"Good... very good..."

The black wolf head gritted its teeth, "Human, this palace remembers you."

"You will regret this."

"When this palace's main body escapes, I will definitely extract your Soul and refine your spirit, lighting you up as a sky lantern for ten thousand years!"

"I'll be waiting."

Zhou Wannian sneered.

"But for now..."

He pointed to the reverse spirit qi scattered around the altar that hadn't been absorbed yet.

"This qi will be your toll."

"I'm taking it."

After saying that.

Zhou Wannian waved his wide sleeve, and the void heaven cauldron showed its power again, sweeping away all the remaining reverse spirit qi in the vicinity.

Then.

"Purple Spirit, let's go!"

Without any hesitation.

Zhou Wannian pulled Purple Spirit, took the iron pillar, and turned into a streak of green rainbow light, instantly rushing out of the Spirit Forging Hall.

Behind him.

The extremely angry yet helpless roar of the dual-headed wolf shadow echoed... After leaving the Spirit Forging Hall for a hundred miles.

Inside a hidden cave.

"Phew..."

Zhou Wannian let out a long breath, leaned against the stone wall, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The scene just now was like dancing on the edge of a blade.

Although that dual-headed wolf shadow was only a Clone, its strength had definitely reached the peak of the Late Stage Nascent Soul, or even half-step Soul Transformation. If he hadn't had the Yuan Ci Divine Light to restrain the Devilish Qi, the Geng Metal Sword Formation for defense, and caught the opponent's weakness of "wanting to escape"...

He probably would have really met his end there today.

"Husband, was that... Yinyue's main body?" Purple Spirit asked with lingering fear.

"Yes."

Zhou Wannian looked at the void heaven cauldron in his hand. Currently, Yinyue was curled up at the bottom of the cauldron sleeping; clearly, the Soul resonance just now had exhausted her greatly.

"She is Consort Linglong of the ancient Yao Race 'Silver Moon Wolf Clan', and also a powerful being from the Spirit Realm."

"It's just that half of her body is currently occupied by a devilish Soul, turning her into a split personality."

A flash of thought crossed Zhou Wannian's eyes.

"It seems the waters of Kunwu Mountain are even murkier than I imagined."

"There's not only the Ancient Devils, the Ye Family, and the Taiyi Sect, but now there's also a demon consort."

"However..."

Zhou Wannian felt the abundant reverse spirit qi within his body.

Although he only absorbed a small portion just now, his Nascent Soul had already condensed to the extreme, even faintly touching the Bottleneck of the Late Stage Nascent Soul.

"This wave wasn't a loss."

Zhou Wannian stood up and looked towards the main peak of Kunwu Mountain.

From there, earth-shattering rumbles faintly echoed.

Clearly, the Ye Family people were already clashing with the main peak's Restrictions.

"Since I've taken the benefits, it's time to get to work."

The corner of Zhou Wannian's mouth curled up slightly.

"Those two heaven-reaching spirit treasures the Ye Family wants..."

"I'm also quite interested in them."

"Especially that... black wind flag."

...Kunwu Mountain, halfway up the mountain.

Here was a massive square, and at the end of the square was a magnificent hall—Kunwu Palace.

At this time.

Grand Elder Ye Rui was leading the Ye Family members, attacking a layer of golden light shield outside the hall with sweat pouring down their faces.

"Quick! Put in more effort!"

"Old Devil Qian and the others are tied up by the 'Stone Puppets' at the foot of the mountain; we still have half an hour!"

Just then.

Boom!

In the distant sky, a golden rainbow suddenly streaked across.

It was a giant sword!

A hundred-zhang-long golden giant sword emitting terrifying pressure was being controlled by someone, flying towards this direction at extreme speed.

"That is..."

Ye Rui's expression changed drastically.

"The Taiyi Sect's sect-guarding treasure—the Immortal Slaying Sword?!"

"Is Old Devil Qian here?!"

No!

Ye Rui looked closer.

The one controlling the giant sword wasn't the Taiyi Sect's Old Devil Qian.

But a... bald-headed burly man?

The man's face was full of fat, a string of massive Buddhist beads hung around his neck, and he held a large chicken leg in his hand, munching on it while driving the giant sword at high speed.

"Amitabha! Make way! Make way!"

"This monk can't stop the car!!!"

Rumble!!!

The bald man and the sword, like a meteorite, slammed hard into the golden light shield of Kunwu Palace.

"Crack."

That layer of light shield that the Ye Family had been attacking for a long time...

...was actually shattered by this reckless monk's head-on collision!

"..."

The whole place was dead silent.

Zhou Wannian, hiding in the shadows, had the corner of his mouth twitch violently.

He knew that bald burly man.

Or rather, he had heard of him.

Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect—Old Demon Hu.

A Soul Transformation Stage old monster who was clearly a devil Cultivator but liked to dress up as a monk and acted crazily!

"Xiang Zhili is here, and Old Demon Hu is here too..."

Zhou Wannian rubbed his temples.

"Now it's getting lively."

"Are the Soul Transformation Stage old monsters of the Great Jin having a class reunion?"