Chapter 760: A Strand of Divided Soul

Asura City.

At the Falling Lake District venue, the resolution assembly of the Three Domain Alliance was continuing.

But due to the earlier变故, few domain lords spoke, and the atmosphere in the venue was somewhat awkward.

As the host, Yin Chengquan, though gloomy at heart, still had to go through the motions on the surface.

He forced a smile and was about to say something.

Just then, a gray ring on the little finger of his left hand suddenly tightened.

The ring bore four engraved stripes—cyan, purple, silver, and gold—and the cyan stripe slowly dimmed, turning gray.

The smile on Yin Chengquan's face instantly froze, and a vein on his forehead flickered before quickly vanishing.

Though his expression changed only for a moment, the cultivators present, all of considerable cultivation, noticed it, and their hearts stirred.

“Domain Lord Yin, you look unwell. Could it be that you've been overworking these days?”皇甫玉 raised an eyebrow and asked.

“It's nothing. This assembly has finally yielded some results after all these days, so it hasn't been in vain for you all to travel thousands of miles here,” Yin Chengquan said indifferently.

“Domain Lord Yin is too modest. This assembly is of great importance, concerning the future rise and fall of the Gray Realm. Everyone present is a leader of their domain, and coming here is only our duty,” Xiao Buye said with a smile.

“By the way, has there been an outcome in the Soul-Washing Zone? Why not share it with us all?”皇甫玉 changed the subject and asked again.

“The minor incident in the Soul-Washing Zone is not worth Palace Lord Huangfu's concern. Let us continue the assembly. Today is the first day of resolutions. After the discussions of the past few days, I believe everyone here has made a decision. Now, please speak freely and share your views,” Yin Chengquan said calmly, his expression restored.

Huangfu Yu's eyes flickered, and she turned to glance at Xiao Buye.

Xiao Buye happened to look over at that moment, and they exchanged a glance, a hint of strangeness flashing in their eyes.

Just as Yin Chengquan finished speaking, a gray jade pendant under his robe at the waist silently shattered.

……

In a spacious hall somewhere in the修罗 City.

The place appeared to be a reception area, furnished with antique-style tables and chairs, arranged quite elegantly and comfortably.

Around the hall flickered a layer of misty gray light, forming a gray light curtain that enveloped the entire hall.

In the center of the hall, two figures sat facing each other. One was an elderly man with white hair and beard, none other than Feng Qingshui of the Heavenly Court, who was lowering his head to sip tea.

The other person, dressed in gray robes, had wide lips and a cold expression. From his appearance, he was unmistakably another Yin Chengquan.

However, this Yin Chengquan's form wavered slightly, like a wisp of smoke, seemingly not solid.

Suddenly, a gray light flashed on Yin Chengquan's body, and his expression turned extremely gloomy, like dark clouds before a storm.

"Daoist Yin, has another change occurred somewhere? Sitting here drinking tea is just a waste of time for me. If you have any difficulties, I am willing to lend a hand. This divine念分身 of yours has limited strength and may not be of much use." Feng Qingshui's eyes flickered slightly, he put down his teacup, and said slowly.

"Thank you for your concern, Daoist Feng. But the situation is still under control, so I won't trouble you. Just sit here and enjoy your tea." Yin Chengquan said thus.

"Daoist Yin, we are allies with aligned interests. Why must you guard against me so tightly?" Feng Qingshui frowned his white brows and said somewhat discontentedly.

"When I need your help, I will naturally speak. Until then, please continue sitting here and drinking tea." Yin Chengquan snorted, said indifferently, then his form flickered and vanished into thin air.

The gray light curtain around the hall rippled slightly and suddenly thickened several times.

Seeing this, Feng Qingshui revealed a cold smile, picked up his teacup again, but a hint of contemplation flashed in his eyes.

……

In the Purification Pool, after Han Li and the others helped Ancestor Liu Qi cut off one chain, they sat cross-legged on the spot, each taking out various restorative pills and swallowing them, and also取出仙元石 for recovery.

In the center of the Thunder Pool, on the giant cross, Ancestor Liu Qi had now closed his eyes, forming a hand seal with one hand and murmuring something, as if brewing something.

Since the green thunder chain was severed, the aura emanating from his body had greatly increased.

But at that moment, his eyes suddenly opened wide, looking towards a certain wall.

There, the originally smooth and markless surface of over a hundred white crystal stones suddenly emitted a faint light, then circles of runes appeared on the surface and rapidly spun. Subsequently, a hazy humanoid figure gradually emerged, looking somewhat distorted and not solid.

Han Li and the others' expressions changed abruptly, and they all stood up.

"Shifu!"

Ti Hun's body trembled. She looked at the gray figure in midair, a complex expression flashing in her eyes, and cried out in surprise.

"Ti Hun, you say this is the Netherworld Domain Lord Yin Chengquan?" Han Li's heart tightened as he asked in a low voice.

Before Ti Hun could answer, the gray figure suddenly turned its head and looked in the direction of Han Li and the others.

Han Li felt his vision suddenly go black. An invisible force struck his mind, and the towering snow peak formed by the Mountain-Suppressing Divine Talisman shook violently before shattering and collapsing.

His soul trembled incessantly in his mind; he felt dizzy and almost fainted.

"Soul Refining Art!" Han Li exclaimed in alarm, shouting inwardly as he immediately activated the Soul Refining Art.

The power of his divine sense began to circulate in his mind, suppressing the trembling soul.

Fortunately, his Soul Refining Art had just advanced greatly, nearly reaching the fifth level of mastery. Waves of immense divine sense power enveloped his soul layer by layer, striving to suppress it, and finally managed to stabilize it.

At the same time, crystal light flickered before him, and strands of divine sense chains emerged, weaving into a large net that withstood the invisible force.

However, this invisible force was too formidable. The surging power transmitted through the net of divine sense chains into his mind.

Han Li's mind shook, and he stumbled backward, unable to keep his balance.

On the other side, Shi Chuankong also trembled violently, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned as pale as paper.

He let out a low shout. Silver light flashed above his head, and a small silver lock materialized out of thin air, emitting dazzling silver halos to protect his head, while he retreated rapidly.

But the small silver lock trembled violently, and with a "crack," a crack appeared on its surface, and the silver light it emitted quickly dimmed.

Shi Chuankong's expression changed again. He spat out a mass of essence blood, which flashed and vanished into the small silver lock, while his hands moved like wheels forming hand seals.

The light emitted by the small silver lock brightened slightly, barely continuing to protect his head, but it flickered violently, as if it could go out at any moment.

Hu San reacted the fastest among the three. As soon as Yin Chengquan's gaze fell on him, his expression changed drastically, and he shot backward while waving his hands rapidly.

White talismans flew from his hands, transforming into layers of translucent white light screens that blocked in front of him.

In an instant, he had thrown out dozens of talismans, forming dozens of light screens.

But as soon as the white light screens formed, they suffered a devastating blow, and all dozens of layers shattered into pieces.

Hu San's eyes twitched, but his hands continued to move without pause, throwing out talisman after talisman, instantly another dozen.

Layer after layer of white light screens appeared before him, but were again shattered by the invisible force. This time, the light screens shattered even faster, like surging waves, and all dozens of layers exploded in an instant.

Hu San's face turned pale, and he shot backward even faster.

Among the four, only Ti Hun was not attacked, standing aside with a complex expression.

"Haha, Yin Chengquan! You've finally sent this divine sense clone, but unfortunately, it's too late." At that moment, Liuqi Patriarch's laughter came from the side.

The sound waves rolled in, almost solidifying, and blocked in front of Han Li and the others.

With a loud bang!

The void before Han Li and the others trembled violently, and spatial cracks appeared out of thin air, spreading like a spider web.

The entire great hall shook as if in an earthquake, and cracks appeared on the walls.

The overwhelming pressure on Han Li and the others eased. They stepped back a few times before barely steadying themselves, fear evident in their eyes.

Crystal light blazed at Liuqi Patriarch's brow, rolling and flickering in the air, coalescing into a middle-aged man in a gray-white brocade robe with a fox-fur sash around his waist.

This man stood before Han Li and the others, hands behind his back, exuding an aura that seemed to defy heaven and earth.

"Yin Chengquan, if your true body were here, I might be somewhat wary since I haven't fully escaped yet. But sending only a divine sense clone to try to harm people before me is far too arrogant," the middle-aged man said with a cold laugh.

Yin Chengquan's expression darkened slightly. He did not act immediately but turned his gaze to Ti Hun beside him.

"Luo'er, you have quite the nerve, bringing these people into the Soul-Washing Zone. Not only did you release the ancient Kun Hou, but now you've also released this Liuqi. Do you know how much damage these actions have caused the Netherworld Clan?" Yin Chengquan scolded in a deep voice.

"Master... your disciple is unfilial. I only wanted to bring him to the Soul-Washing Pool to cleanse the baleful aura from his body. I had no intention of harming the Netherworld Clan. He is the same—he only wants to wash away the baleful aura and has no intention of being an enemy of the Netherworld Clan." Ti Hun's delicate body trembled at his words. She glanced at Han Li, a trace of shame flashing across her face.

"So you are Luo'er's former master? Hmph, just a mere Golden Immortal, but quite bold. However, for Luo'er's sake, I can overlook your crime of trespassing into Rakshasa City. You may leave." Yin Chengquan turned to look at Han Li, then suddenly made a hand seal and waved.

The restriction on the stone door of the great hall flashed, and with a "rumble," it slowly opened, as if he truly intended to let Han Li leave.

Seeing this, Han Li's expression showed a hint of hesitation, as if somewhat tempted.