Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 902 days without killing you, I will kill [2 more - s]

Chapter 902: 902 days without killing you, I will kill [2 more Chapters]

The Ninth Layer of the Blood Soul Technique, Nine Netherworld Devouring Realm!

"Buzz buzz——"

Nine Soul Refining Tripods emitted an eerie blood-colored light and rose simultaneously.

The crimson glow enveloped the sky above Yunjing, weaving into a massive net, stretching like a bloodthirsty beast.

The entire city was shrouded in this blood light,

and in the next moment, continuous streams of blood light flew in, converging into an even larger tripod in the sky.

"Princess, the Soul Refining Tripod refines living people." Yue Zheng’s expression was icy, "A living person thrown into the Soul Refining Tripod can be refined into three forms: Blood Puppet, resentful spirit, and Soul Crystal."

The Blood Puppet retains the martial arts memories from life but feels no pain or hurt, only carrying out Gui Qing’s commands, becoming a genuine killing machine.

The resentful spirit is when the Soul Refining Tripod extracts all the emotions of a living person and condenses them into a soul body.

The final Soul Crystal is the crystallization of the soul, containing extremely pure power that Gui Qing can use for cultivation.

However, since the Soul Crystal is crafted through extremely brutal methods, Gui Qing will gradually lose his humanity when using it as nourishment.

The current Gui Qing is undoubtedly like a frenzied demon.

Ye Wanlan raised her head and could see blood-colored lines emerging on his exposed, withered skin, gleaming ominously.

As the nine Soul Refining Tripods absorbed Gui Qing’s fresh blood, they grew larger and more terrifying.

"Penglai Saintess, you should know that once my Soul Refining Tripod is activated, it cannot be stopped!" Gui Qing grinned viciously, "Since you do not comply, I will have to kill you all. Once everyone opposing me is dead, no one will resist me anymore!"

Without hesitation, he picked up a short dagger and fiercely stabbed it into his left chest, where the heart is located.

Blood surged into the Soul Refining Tripods at an even faster pace, filling the entire Heaven and Earth with a bloody aura.

At this moment, the whole of Yunjing resembled Asura Hell.

If not for the Vajra Cover’s protection, the people inside the city would have been devoured in an instant by the overwhelming power of the nine Soul Refining Tripods.

[God, I don’t believe this is a special effect, this is absolutely real! This is not something that can be created by special effects!]

[What kind of sorcery is this?]

[It’s all the smell of blood, is the end of the world coming?!]

"Saintess, step back." Ye Wanlan stared at Gui Qing and said slowly, "Protect yourself, protect the others. Him, I can handle alone."

"Your Highness, you..." Yue Zheng wanted to say something, but eventually swallowed it back.

Three hundred years ago, Gui Qing’s power was already unfathomable; even the Sect Leaders of the Six Great Sects combined only managed to drive him out of Shenzhou.

Three hundred years later, Gui Qing’s cultivation had become even greater than before. How could he be stopped?

"Heaven and Earth, using Nine Heavens as proof." Ye Wanlan raised the Shadow Trailing Sword to her forehead, "Thunder Gods, hear my command—"

"Rumble."

As those words fell, thunder rang out from the blood-red sky.

Ye Wanlan’s gaze was icy as she continued, "Qian Tian Yinglei, Earthquake!"

The clouds split open, gathering the sounds of thunder.

"Wind Gathering Clouds, Fire Burning Evil!"

"Water Leading the Mysterious, Mountain Locking the Soul!"

"Marsh Transforming Catastrophe, Wood Generating Lightning!"

"Return to Position, the Might of Heaven!"

"The Seven Stars of the Big Dipper, help me vanquish demons—"

As the Big Dipper broke through the clouds and appeared before everyone, Ye Wanlan uttered the final two words: "Thunder, come!"

Nine Heavens Thunder Strike Formation!

"Boom!"

Nine bolts of shocking lightning struck simultaneously, hitting the nine Soul Refining Tripods in an instant.

The nine Soul Refining Tripods trembled; Gui Qing spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Evidently, this move shook the Blood Soul Technique.

"You know the Penglai Magic?" Gui Qing’s face was pale, his whole body trembling and his expression growing frenzied, "Who exactly are you? This is impossible!"

He surpassed others by training in both Art and Method and Martial Arts.

But the Arts and Martial Arts he trained in were both Ultimate Yin Power, without conflict.

The Heavenly Movements Nine Swords were Ultimate Yang Power, while the Penglai Magic was Ultimate Yin Power.

How could these two completely opposite powers gather in one’s Dantian?!

He couldn’t believe it!

The Soul Refining Tripod only trembled, but the formation wasn’t broken.

Gui Qing stood in the air, taking a long breath out: "No wonder the Master of Highest Heaven Tower chose to save you, you are indeed more daunting than him to me. But unfortunately, no matter how much you know, you can’t break my Blood Soul Technique."

"Is that so?" Ye Wanlan said lightly, merely uttering four words, "Then let it break."

"Boom!!!"

The lightning resembled a raging dragon pouring down, with cold light as dazzling as daylight.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

After the lightning descended, the nine Soul Refining Tripods floating in the air unexpectedly exploded!

At the moment of the tripods’ explosion, a piercing wail resounded from within, like a kind of sharp cry, almost tearing human eardrums.

At the same moment, Gui Qing’s shoulders, left and right chest, abdomen, and limbs simultaneously erupted with blood.

As if they had exploded, his already withered body now showcasing nine blood holes!

Gui Qing stared blankly as the fragments of the Soul Refining Tripods fell one piece after another from the sky, his face left only with daze and disbelief.

It had taken him three hundred years to finally refine the nine Soul Refining Tripods, entering the ninth layer of the Blood Soul Technique.

He was finally able to return to Shenzhou, to cleanse his humiliation.

But why... why did he fail?

Intense pain surged from his limbs and bones, almost setting his nerves alight.

An astonishing scene unfolded; Gui Qing’s flesh began to rapidly fall away, revealing stark white bones beneath.

"The Blood Soul Technique is backfiring." Yue Zheng’s expression brightened, "The Soul Refining Tripod killed too many people, absorbed too much resentment; once broken, not even Gui Qing could bear it."

She gazed intently at Ye Wanlan suspended in mid-air.

Her Royal Highness the Princess’s current cultivation was probably not just within the inner strength Twelve Level of Heaven anymore; it was much higher!

Shenzhou is saved.

Gui Qing also realized he was being backfired upon, but he couldn’t stop it, could only watch as, besides his torso, his limbs turned to skeletal remains.

Simultaneously, his inner strength was rapidly depleting.

The fear of death enveloped him; such fear he hadn’t even experienced three hundred years ago.

He considered himself heaven’s favored child!

Otherwise, how could he, at the brink of death, have fallen into Atlantis and miraculously restored his power to live until now?

It shouldn’t end like this!

"Who are you?" Gui Qing’s eyes were bloodshot, filled with veins, his voice hoarse, "Who exactly are you? Tell me! Tell me!"

"You claim even the heavens couldn’t kill you, allowing you to linger for three hundred years?" Ye Wanlan laughed coldly, raising her sword again, "If heaven won’t kill you, I will."

The Supreme Martial Arts Master, there is only the Master of Highest Heaven Tower.

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