Buzz!
The Heaven-Swallowing Golden Lotus shone brilliantly, with wisps of golden clouds lingering around, binding those souls. At the same time, a trace of mysterious power began to extract the memories from the souls.
Ordinary people, even those who are powerful in the realm of kings and princes and have condensed the spirit of martial arts, dare not absorb the memories of other people's souls at will, as it will easily make their own spirit impure and affect their future path of martial arts.
However, Ling Xiao did not have such concerns. The Heaven-Swallowing Golden Lotus could refine everything and eliminate the original mark in the soul. Therefore, although Ling Xiao was checking the memories of Mo Wuji and others, it would not affect the purity of his own soul.
The soul memories of those assassins, like scenes, slowly emerged in Ling Xiao's mind, from their birth, martial arts training, marriage and childbirth... even the moment before death was clearly visible.
"Is this underworld so mysterious?"
Ling Xiao frowned slightly. He saw that these gold medal assassins at the Grandmaster level, and even the heavenly assassins at the Heavenly Man level, although they were absorbed into the underworld, were only accepting missions and getting commissions for revenge. They would also be controlled by the underworld with secret methods, but they had no idea about the origin of the underworld.
Although their soul memories are complex, they contain little useful information about the underworld.
Snap!
After Ling Xiao extracted their memories, the souls of those assassins were swept away by the Heaven-Swallowing Golden Lotus and shattered in an instant. They turned into strands of the purest energy, which were refined by the Heaven-Swallowing Golden Lotus and merged into Ling Xiao's soul, slowly strengthening.
Ling Xiao's gaze finally fell on Mo Wuji's soul.
The soul body is a very illusory existence, invisible to the naked eye. It can only become tangible when it condenses into a spirit.
Therefore, only Ling Xiao's martial arts soul could sense Mo Wuji's soul. It was a black illusory figure with a ferocious face, exactly the appearance of Mo Wuji. He looked at Ling Xiao with a look full of resentment.
However, the power of the soul was too weak, and it was bound by the Heaven-Swallowing Golden Lotus and could not break free.
Buzz!
A wisp of spiritual power like golden clouds descended and began to extract Mo Wuji's soul memory, trying to find out the true secrets of the underworld from it.
Ling Xiao had a premonition that the Underworld actually dared to covet the Eight Desolate Dragon Veins, so they must have some big plans, and the power hidden behind them must be extremely astonishing.
But just as Ling Xiao was extracting Mo Wuji's memory, a vast and powerful force suddenly awakened from Mo Wuji's soul.
Boom!
Mo Wuji's soul exploded into pieces in an instant. In the endless void, a terrifying figure seemed to appear. His eyes were as fast as lightning, and a monstrous ghost aura emanated from his body, as if he was the Ghost King from the Nine Nether Hell.
"Who is it? How dare you kill my disciples of the Netherworld Sect?"
A cold voice sounded, and the figure turned out to be the power of the soul. It instantly appeared from nowhere and shot towards Ling Xiao's brows, carrying a cold murderous intent, wanting to kill Ling Xiao's soul.
"You dare to act wildly against me with just a soul mark?"
There was a flash of sharpness in Ling Xiao's eyes, and the martial arts spirit in his sea of consciousness sat cross-legged in the void, illuminating the heaven and earth, and an unparalleled force came towards to suppress the figure.
Boom!
Although that figure was strong, it was the imprint of the soul of a powerful person. Any ordinary soul would definitely be crushed by it, but he never thought that Ling Xiao could actually condense a martial arts soul.
Suddenly, Ling Xiao's sea of consciousness trembled slightly, and the figure was suppressed in an instant. The Heaven-Swallowing Golden Lotus emerged and swallowed the figure.
"With the cultivation of the Grandmaster level, you have actually condensed the martial arts spirit? How is this possible? Who are you?"
An extremely shocked voice came from the figure, but Ling Xiao didn't give him any chance at all. The powerful devouring power of the Heaven-Swallowing Golden Lotus burst out and swallowed up the figure in an instant.
"Is it the Netherworld Sect?"
There was a hint of solemnity in Ling Xiao's eyes.
This was the second time he had heard of the Netherworld Sect. The Netherworld Sect was one of the five great martial arts holy places in the Eight Wildernesses and also the most mysterious martial arts holy place. Previously, in the Fierce Beast Mountains, it had plotted against the Empress Feixuan of the Great Xuan and also launched a rebellion in the ancient country of the Great Xuan.
"I didn't expect that the true identity of the underworld is actually the Netherworld Sect! The underworld and the underworld are indeed of the same lineage. So it seems that they must have a major conspiracy to plot against the Great Wilderness Dragon Vein. The rebellion launched by the Netherworld Sect in the Great Xuan Ancient Country may also be for the Great Xuan Dragon Vein..."
Ling Xiao pondered in his heart, inexplicably feeling a sense of crisis.
Mo Wuji should be an important figure in the Netherworld Sect, otherwise it would be impossible for a powerful person at the king level to leave a spiritual imprint in his soul.
Although he knew that the underworld was the Netherworld Sect, why they were plotting to seize the dragon veins was still a mystery. Ling Xiao vaguely felt that this was a very important matter that must be figured out.
…
Far away from the ancient country of Dahuang, there is a huge mountain range that is shrouded in yellow mist all year round.
The mountains are filled with ghostly auras, with many black palaces, and even armies of ghost slaves and skeletons walking out of the mountains and training in formation.
There are black rocks all around and a large yellow lake in the center of the mountain range, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.
At this moment, an old man in a black robe slowly floated up from the yellow lake, emitting a tremendous aura.
The old man looked extremely weird, with a ghostly aura all over his body. He had a hideous mask on his face and sunken eye sockets, as if there were ghost lights flickering in them, which made people shudder.
"Mo Wuji... is dead..."
An old and hoarse voice sounded, spreading with a strange wave.
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Suddenly, dozens of figures in black robes appeared out of nowhere. The black robes were embroidered with skull shapes, which looked eerie and terrifying.
Dozens of men in black robes had powerful auras and their faces could not be seen clearly, but their eyes were cold and without a trace of emotion. They stood at the edge of the yellow lake and bowed to the masked old man.
"Greetings to the Supreme!"
A terrifying black light suddenly emanated from the masked old man, and black flames seemed to shoot out of his eyes, ready to burn the void.
"Mo Wuji is my successor! I want to see who dares to ruin my good deeds. This time, I will make everyone in the Great Wilderness Ancient Country pay with their lives!"
The masked old man stood up, with ghostly aura surging around him, as if there were countless sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling, and a terrifying atmosphere sweeping across the world spread out.
On a distant mountain, a black palace stood majestically. A very strange young man slowly opened his eyes, with brilliant light flowing in his eyes.
"Is that jerk Mo Wuji dead? There is one less threat now. That place will be opened soon. When my magical power is perfected, I will crush the Eight Desolate Heavenly Pride and become the master of the netherworld! Sun God, Moon God, Dragon Son, Saintess of Yaochi... I can't wait..."
The cold and ethereal voice echoed in the palace. The strange young man was surrounded by ghost energy, as if several ghost kings were slowly merging into his body!
(End of this chapter)