The night is as cool as water, and when the three shades gather, it is the time when the moon is cloudy and the sun is cloudy.
Just after midnight, Xi Jiuye and Wu Wang stood beside the soul stone at the wall of Zhenmo Mountain.
Together with them, there is also the imp who was banned and sealed.
Since that day, after devouring the corpse demon, the soul stone seemed very quiet.
It was motionless, lying there, tightly blocking the intersection of the Road to Heaven.
The silver-white moonlight poured down on the ground and landed on the soul stone. The surface of the soul stone was still uneven, as if countless moss had grown there.
From the appearance, it is difficult to see that this soul stone has such terrifying power.
It once blocked countless strong men who were attacking the road to the sky, and its power even the Witch King had to admit.
Although he will gain control of this soul stone soon, Xi Jiuye is still a little puzzled by the soul stone.
Earlier, the Witch King only briefly mentioned that the soul stone was sealed with his body before it became a soul stone.
What is the original form of the soul stone
Xi Jiuye didn't ask, and the Witch King didn't want to mention it.
But at the witch festival tonight, if you think about it, you can see the true shape of the soul stone.
Xi Jiuye's eyes became a little warmer, and he looked at the soul stone.
From the appearance of Feng Tianling to the emergence of the ancestral star, the heavenly beings broke the strongest myth of the gods, and Xi Jiuye's thirst for power also increased day by day.
Although he became the Emperor Demon, had the help of Emperor Yunshang, and opened the second day seal, but these were far from enough for Xi Jiuye.
He has greater ambitions, and he shoulders the wish of the Wannian Xi clan to return for thirty-three days.
In the words of the King of Witches, if he really controls this soul stone, Xi Jiuye will gain the power to compete with heaven and man.
This sentence moved Xi Jiuye, and it was also the real reason why he made up his mind to take Ye Lingyue's ninety-nine heart and soul.
The moonlight gradually darkened.
Xi Jiuye looked up, the moonlight was hazy, covered by a layer of clouds like a black veil.
In the mountains and forests, there is silence.
This night, the silence was a bit too much.
Perhaps because of the dark clouds, Xi Jiuye's mood was somewhat depressed.
This feeling of oppression, lingering, made him a little impetuous.
"Ancestor, the time has come."
Xi Jiuye glanced at the hourglass beside him, and the last bit of sand fell from the hourglass.
"Later, I will start the witch sacrifice. You just watch. My Xi clan has been proficient in witchcraft since ancient times. Unfortunately, after falling into the sky, there are fewer and fewer people with witchcraft talents. In your generation, it is almost extinct."
The Witch King said lightly.
Ninety-nine lands, although each has its own strengths, can be counted, the foreign land is the closest to the heavenly man.
There also retained the habits of the most fallen clan, so the strange demons in foreign lands have also become the group that retains the most complete witchcraft.
In contrast, the Protoss where the God Realm is located advocates alchemy. Although alchemy and witchcraft are somewhat similar, there is still a gap between one white and one black.
Before coming to the foreign land, Xi Jiuye didn't even know what witchcraft was. Today, it was the first time he saw so-called witchcraft.
"Follow the intersection of the ancestors."
Xi Jiuye looked devout, and stood aside respectfully.
The Witch King walked up to the soul stone, but saw it stretched out those skinny hands.
He pointed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, muttering words in his mouth.
But on the ground, the dust was flying, and a gloomy light appeared, and a six-pointed star gradually emerged under the feet, and the Witch King and the soul stone were covered by the six-pointed star.
In the sky, another ray of light fell, evenly falling on the Witch King and the soul stone.
The fog gradually dissipated, revealing the Witch King's body.
It was a faint light mist, which looked somewhat similar to a kid, with no appearance, no gender and age.
"It turns out that the Witch King doesn't have a physical body either."
The little ghost was watching, secretly surprised.
"The three Yins gather together, and use the blood of the Taiyin to perform the sacrifice of heaven and earth."
In the mouth of the Witch King, an ancient spell was chanted.
The porcelain vase containing Ye Lingyue's lunar blood floated beside him.
The mouth of the bottle was opened, and ninety-nine drops of the blood of the sun came out of the bottle.
They are shaped like tadpoles, and they are constantly swimming in the witch formation.
When the blood of Taiyin appeared, the soul stone, which had not moved at all, suddenly trembled.
The soul stone trembled violently, as if trying to break free from the formation, and wanted to jump out of the formation.
But the blood of the Taiyin changed, the tadpole-shaped blood changed rapidly, turning into a blood net, they were intertwined, covering the soul stone.
The soul stone struggled desperately, but no matter how it struggled, the blood net was not broken, but tightened even tighter.
"The blood of the Taiyin really deserves its reputation. It seems that it is right to save the life of the daughter of the Taiyin. As long as you have this blood in your hands, why worry about the witchcraft of our Xi clan not being carried forward."
The Witch King watched from the formation, his eyes showed a look of astonishment and envy.
Witchcraft is different from ordinary alchemy.
Witchcraft needs to use blood to perform magic. Generally, the blood of celestial beasts is used. The better the blood used, the better the effect of witchcraft.
The ancient method, using human blood to perform witchcraft, is black witchcraft.
Back then, before the Xi family fell into the sky, the Witch King would not use human blood to perform witchcraft. After all, black witchcraft was discriminated against even if it was only in the thirty-three days.
But after falling into the sky, the Witch King's mentality changed a lot.
As long as it can help the Xi clan return for thirty-three days, the Witch King is willing to do anything.
So what about black witchcraft, as long as it can achieve the purpose of sealing the soul stone and let Xi Jiuye inherit the essence of Xi tribe's witchcraft.
Before performing witchcraft, the Witch King was still a little bit worried, after all, it was the first time that the Witch King used the Lunar Blood Talisman.
At the beginning, the Witch King wanted to subdue the soul body, and spent all his witch power. In desperation, he even used his physical body to seal it.
But the blood of Taiyin is only ninety-nine drops, and it can control the soul stone to death.
It seems that today, if you want to completely seal the soul stone, you will succeed.
Rumor has it that the blood of Taiyin is so miraculous, the Witch King still doesn't believe it, but now it seems that it is so.
The Witch King looked overjoyed, while Xi Jiuye had a complicated expression.
The meaning of the Witch King's words is obvious, and it is a benefit.
There must be one, and there must be another, he will definitely regard Ye Lingyue as a blood cow, and will continue to squeeze Ye Lingyue's blood.
But with Yeling's current injuries, it was impossible to take blood again.
Xi Jiuye would never let the Witch King play Ye Lingyue's idea again.
No matter what, they had to take Yeling to leave the Ninety-Nine Lands. As long as they reached the thirty-three days, the Witch King would have nothing to do with them.
Xi Jiuye secretly said in his heart.
A creaking sound came from the formation.
Xi Jiuye came back to his senses and looked at Wu Zhen.
Under the pressure of the Taiyin blood net, the soul stone began to change.
Its surface continued to peel off, revealing its true form.
One mouth, one pair of eyes, floating on the surface of the soul stone, they were in pain, tears flowed from their eyes, begging for mercy one after another.