32: Chapter 32 Subduing the Dragon Soul of the Surging River and Possessing the Demon-Slaying Sword

"Wuwuwu..."

The woman's crying was mournful and sorrowful, like rain hitting plantain leaves on a late autumn night, carrying a chill that made one's heart tremble.

In this deathly silent deep-sea palace, the crying didn't seem to be heard by the ears, but rather seeped directly into the bone marrow.

The two people and one fox bypassed the huge corridor, and the scene before them suddenly became spacious, but also more terrifying.

Looking at the surroundings of the huge black ice, where was there any flat ground?

It was clearly covered with a thick layer of corpses!

These corpses were not white bones, but skin-and-bone dried corpses!

They were wearing various types of clothing; some were ancients from hundreds of years ago, and some were Cultivators who had mistakenly entered this place in modern times.

They maintained various strange postures; some kneeling and begging for mercy, some reaching out towards the black ice as if yearning for something.

Some even had residual obsession and horror on their faces after experiencing extreme bliss.

Without exception, the essence, energy, and spirit of these people, along with every drop of blood in their bodies, had been sucked clean.

It was just like fly husks sucked dry by a spider.

"This... this is..."

Qin Mu stammered, unable to even hold the butcher knife in his hand steadily.

He quickly took out the Xiqiluo given by Master Ma.

It was strange to say, but once this Magic Treasure appeared, that chilly, weird feeling disappeared instantly.

Things from the Great Leiyin Temple were still somewhat useful.

"Brother Ye, Hu Linger and I want to go over there and take a look!"

Because the place was too big, the Cowherd Boy seemed to have other ideas.

And Ye Xiu nodded as well.

"Okay, you guys be careful. I'm going to find the source of the crying just now!"

As someone who had undergone Transmigration, Ye Xiu certainly knew who the old man in the ice block was.

That was originally an Opportunity that belonged to Qin Mu.

In comparison, he wanted to investigate the Dragon Soul in this dragon palace more.

That was the real good stuff.

Moreover, the demon slaying sword in his hand seemed to be guiding him to walk in the opposite direction.

"Alright, Brother Ye, be careful!"

After receiving Ye Xiu's approval, the Cowherd Boy really walked towards that big ice block.

It seemed that everything had its own destiny in the dark!

Watching the figures of Qin Mu and Hu Linger disappear on the other side of the black ice, the smile on the corner of Ye Xiu's mouth slowly faded.

The temperament that was still a bit lazy originally became sharp as a knife the moment he turned around.

"Alright, the annoying little guys are gone."

Ye Xiu gently flicked the restless demon slaying sword at his waist, a flash of fanaticism in his eyes.

"Don't be impatient, I'm taking you to eat a 'big meal' now."

Following the direction guided by the sword tip, he turned and plunged into the deep, dark corridor on the other side.

...

Yong River Abyss, Main Hall.

The deeper he went, the heavier the water pressure around him became, and the air was filled with an ancient and decaying pressure.

That was the "Dragon Might" unique to the Dragon Clan; even if it had been dead for thousands of years, it could still make the Soul of ordinary creatures tremble.

When Ye Xiu crossed the last step, the scene before him suddenly opened up. This was a main hall that was even more magnificent than the outside, but also more eerie.

The main hall had no dome; above it was a pitch-black void, as if it led directly to the bottom of the Yong River.

And in the center of the main hall, a dragon-locking pillar that was entirely crimson and covered with strange runes pierced through heaven and earth.

On that pillar, a dragon skeleton that was so huge it was suffocating was coiled.

Although the flesh and blood had long since rotted away, the crystal-clear bones still emitted a faint divine light.

And at the skull position of the dragon skeleton, two ghost-green will-o'-the-wisps were burning; that was its undying resentment and residual Soul after death!

"Human Race..."

The moment Ye Xiu stepped into the main hall, those two will-o'-the-wisps jumped violently.

A voice that was old, hoarse, but filled with endless resentment exploded directly in Ye Xiu's Sea of Consciousness.

"Hundreds of years... finally, there is fresh blood food delivered to the door again..."

Rumble!

As the voice fell, the huge dragon skeleton coiled on the pillar actually moved!

The friction of the bones made a tooth-aching "creak" sound, and the huge dragon head slowly lowered.

The two will-o'-the-wisps stared fixedly at Ye Xiu, as if looking at an ant that could be crushed to death at any time.

"Blood food?"

Facing this terrifying scene, Ye Xiu not only did not retreat, but instead untied the wine gourd at his waist and took a big gulp.

"Gulp!"

The strong wine entered his throat, turning into a rolling hot current, instantly igniting the "Lung Divine Treasury" in his body.

"Old loach, I'm afraid you've slept until you're muddled."

Ye Xiu wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, and the originally calm aura on his body suddenly erupted.

The white-gold Geng Metal Qi rose like a raging flame, forcing the surrounding darkness back by three zhang!

"I am here... to collect debts!"

"Roar!!!"

The Dragon Soul was furious!

It was the former master of the Yong River, a deity worshipped by all people; how could it allow a small Cultivator of the Human Race to be so contemptuous?

With a roar, the water vapor in the main hall instantly condensed, turning into thousands of black ice cones, shooting towards Ye Xiu like a landslide and tidal wave!

"Petty tricks!"

Ye Xiu stood in place, his feet unmoving as if they had taken root.

He took a deep breath, his chest bulged high, and his Lung Divine Treasury roared, as if an ancient white tiger was waking up in his body.

"Dao Palace · Geng Metal Lion Roar!"

"Get lost!!!"

This word spat out was not a sound wave, but a materialized white-gold Sword Qi storm!

The black ice cones shooting from the sky, the moment they touched this Geng Metal storm, were like eggs hitting a stone, instantly shattering into ice dust all over the sky!

"Hmm? Geng Metal Qi? You are a sword Cultivator?!"

The Dragon Soul was obviously taken aback, and there was a trace of solemnity in the originally playful will-o'-the-wisps.

"Such pure killing intent! However... in my Domain, you are not enough!"

"Dragon Domain · Black Water Profound Yin Evil Qi!"

The Dragon Soul opened its huge bone mouth, and an extremely thick black Evil Qi spewed out.

This Evil Qi could not only corrode the Physical Body, but also defile Magic Treasure and freeze the Divine Soul!

The entire main hall instantly turned into a black dead zone, and countless vengeful spirits and fierce ghosts wailed in the Evil Qi, rushing towards Ye Xiu.

"Compare Evil Qi?"

Ye Xiu looked at the black fog rushing over the sky, and a mockery hooked the corner of his mouth.

He slowly raised his right hand, did not draw his sword, but pressed it downwards.

"Let you see what is called true... domineering!"

"Sea of Bitterness seeds a Green Lotus! Phenomenon, open!"

"Buzz—!!!"

Without warning, in this eerie and terrifying underground dragon palace, a roar of waves hitting reefs suddenly sounded.

A dazzling golden ocean, with Ye Xiu as the center, instantly covered the entire main hall!

The Golden Sea of Bitterness churned, with thunder and lightning.

The originally arrogant Black Water Profound Yin Evil Qi, in front of this Golden Sea of Bitterness, was like residual snow meeting the scorching sun, instantly melting and disintegrating!

Immediately after, a chaotic and hazy green lotus broke through the golden water surface and slowly rose.

It had only three leaves, swaying gently.

But every time it swayed, it seemed as if an ancient divine mountain fell, shaking the Void Realm, and the Dao roared!

"This... what kind of ghost thing is this!"

The Dragon Soul panicked completely. The moment that green lotus appeared, it felt an absolute suppression from the level of life!

That feeling was like facing a young Great Emperor, making this old dragon that had lived for thousands of years have an urge to kneel and worship!

"Impossible! This king is the Soul of a true Dragon! How can I fear you!"

The Dragon Soul roared madly, wanting to burn its Origin to fight to the death.

"Kneel."

Ye Xiu stood with his hands behind his back, stepping on the golden sea, with the green lotus swaying behind him. He just spat out two words lightly.

That green lotus shook slightly.

An indescribably terrifying gravity fell suddenly!

"Awoo!!!"

The huge dragon skeleton let out a moan that it could not bear, and the originally raised head was forced down!

The huge bone body smashed heavily on the ground, stirring up dust in the sky.

"Are you convinced?"

Ye Xiu walked step by step to the huge dragon head, looking down at it.

"Not... convinced..."

The Dragon Soul was still struggling, the ghost fire in its eyes flashing crazily, "This king... wants to devour you..."

"Your mouth is quite hard."

Ye Xiu sneered, and with one hand he summoned.

"demon slaying sword!"

"Clang!"

The long-hungry demon slaying sword instantly unsheathed, turning into a cyan stream of light, hovering at the center of the Dragon Soul's eyebrows.

On the sword body, the Mount Shu runes and Dao Palace Dao patterns intertwined, emitting a terrifying suction force specifically aimed at spirits.

"Since you are not convinced, then I will refine you!"

Feeling the aura on the demon slaying sword that was the natural enemy of demons and monsters, the Dragon Soul finally collapsed.

With the suppression of the Green Lotus Great Emperor in front, and the devouring of the Mount Shu demon slaying sword behind.

This lone ghost, what could it use to fight?

"Immortal, spare my life! Immortal, spare my life!"

"The little dragon is willing to surrender! The little dragon is willing to be your sword spirit! Please, Immortal, give me a way to live!"

The huge dragon head was kowtowing madly on the floor, where was there any arrogance left from just now?

"It's too late."

There was no pity in Ye Xiu's eyes, and his sword fingers waved downwards suddenly.

"I gave you a chance just now, but you didn't cherish it yourself. Now... get in for me!"

"Boom!"

The demon slaying sword erupted with a dazzling bright light, directly piercing into the ghost fire at the center of the Dragon Soul's eyebrows!

"Ah!!!"

Accompanied by an extremely shrill scream.

The huge Dragon Soul was forcibly stripped from the dragon skeleton, turning into a black phantom a hundred zhang long.

Twisting and shrinking in pain in the air, it was finally swallowed by that small sword body!