"Hehe, don't waste your energy. The real name of this peach talisman is 'Immortal Locking Talisman'. Even immortals can't escape from it. Although it's an exaggeration, it's more than enough to suppress and drain a little Qigong practitioner like you." Hu Yong noticed Shen Luo's resistance, but he didn't care at all and said sarcastically.
"What exactly are you going to do?" Shen Luo's expression had returned to calm and he asked.
"I thought you already knew it, but it seems you only have some guesses. Anyway, it will take some time, so I'll let you know. This pond is a seal of the underworld, and the soul of the Dragon King of Jinghe River is suppressed underneath. When he died, his spirit was immortal, and his resentment has been accumulating for a long time. Now that the seal is loosened, I will use your blood and essence as a sacrifice to release it." Hu Yong was surprised at first, and then said complacently.
When Shen Luo heard this, he knew that this matter was extraordinary. Once the vengeful ghost transformed from the dragon soul broke through the seal, its destructive power would be beyond the reach of a mere ghost general or ghost king.
"No wonder the resentment here is so deep and the evil aura is so strong." Shen Luo said in a deep voice.
"Come to think of it, I am a little curious. You are not the one with the highest cultivation among the few people. Why is it that when we all used the same talisman, you are the only one who could notice the abnormality?" Hu Yong asked curiously.
"So the talisman that you had that blocks evil and resentful energy was called the Yusha Talisman. Unfortunately, my spirit and soul are very powerful, far beyond that of ordinary people, so it's not surprising that I can sense it." Shen Luo said nonsense while trying to secretly use an unnamed spell.
Of course, this was not the case. He had not even reached the Soul Condensation Stage, and his soul could not be that powerful. What really enabled him to discover these clues was actually Ao Hong's dragon blood essence that he absorbed into his body.
It was this powerful bloodline power that allowed him to sense the existence of the vengeful soul of the Jinghe Dragon King, and thus discovered many strange phenomena.
"Did you do this yourself, or was it done by Jubaotang?" Shen Luo asked with a frown.
"Hmph! A dead man doesn't need to know so much." Hu Yong's eyes flashed slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Before he finished speaking, several shrill screams were heard one after another.
Shen Luo turned his head and saw that the four people including Lu He who were also imprisoned in the same place had bloodshot eyes, distorted faces and looked as if they had fallen into madness.
“Haha, it seems like the time is about right… Hey, why are they corroded by resentment and have lost their minds, but you are still safe and sound? How strange…” Hu Yong asked in confusion.
At this moment, Shen Luo's sea of consciousness was also in turmoil, but there was no sign of losing his mind. However, his own magic power and blood force were still rapidly lost, but there was still no progress in activating his magic power.
Just as Hu Yong was surprised, the three sticks of ambergris on the ground finally burned out, and the last wisp of smoke dissipated.
Immediately afterwards, a series of "gurgling" sounds were heard.
The small pond suddenly started to boil violently, bubbling with bubbles. The lotus leaves in the middle of the pond also turned red as if they were cooked.
Faintly, Shen Luo seemed to hear a dragon's roar, followed by a strange movement under the pond.