Chapter 291 - 290: About to Begin

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Chapter 291: Chapter 290: About to BeginThis Soul Box, indeed, as he told Mo Songbai, is a malicious object. Years ago, Ye Xuan personally witnessed how the Soul Box seized a person’s soul. It was a being capable of Reaching Heaven and Earth, yet they still could not withstand the curse of the Soul Box. In this world, it seemed as if no one could resist it. Once the time of possession of the Soul Box reached three hundred and sixty-five years, the Soul Box would open and devour the person’s soul. Fortunately, Ye Xuan came to Yinling City today; had he come at the next triennial opening of the Ghost Tomb, it might have been too late for Mo Songbai. This was no joke. Ye Xuan had seen far too much. Throughout endless eons, Ye Xuan had witnessed many extraordinary events. The Soul Box was one of them. No matter who it was, as long as they held the Soul Box beyond the prescribed time, they would be consumed. It didn’t matter if it was a human or a Demon Beast; when the time came, the result was the same. Once, Ye Xuan even experimented with the Soul Box. He held it for over three hundred and sixty-five years to see if it would open. But before he could succeed, he was summoned back by the master of the Burial Emperor, and the Soul Box was discarded. Later, Ye Xuan found the Soul Box again, once more holding it in his hands for over three hundred and sixty-five years, but the curse did not occur. This deeply surprised Ye Xuan. He later discovered that it was not because the curse of the Soul Box had failed, but because his soul was forever sealed within that Monster Body. Even the Soul Box could not devour him. Ye Xuan felt both happy and sad about this. He was happy that his soul could withstand the curse of the Soul Box. The sadness lay in the fact that even an artifact as forbidden and malevolent as the Soul Box could not consume his soul, so how difficult would it be for him to break free from the Burial Emperor and the seal on the Monster Body? That was the mood of Ye Xuan back then. With the passage of endless years, Ye Xuan had let go of these thoughts; he believed that some things, as long as one strove in that direction, no matter how faint the hope, success would eventually come. After all, he had nothing left to lose. As long as he moved in that direction, he would surely succeed! And the Soul Box, during those intervening years, had its functions uncovered by Ye Xuan. Gradually, he could control the Soul Box, using it to devour others’ souls. In a particular epoch, the help the Soul Box provided to Ye Xuan was substantial! All this, Ye Xuan kept in his heart. Now returning to his original body, with the Emperor Soul awakened, seeing the Soul Box again triggered a flood of emotions in Ye Xuan. "Old pal, this must also be a kind of fate," Ye Xuan said with a slight smile as he looked at the Soul Box. He did not know if the Soul Box had an Artifact Spirit, but it could definitely understand his words. The things he told Mo Songbai before were mostly true. In this world, the only person who could truly utilize the Soul Box was him. Just like the Thousand Mysterious Mirror. Some things are beyond human imagination, and no one knows how they exist or their origins. But what is known is that once you figure them out, using them is not so difficult. "Originally, this trip to the Ghost Tomb, relying only on Tian Lu, might not have been easy to handle. Unexpectedly, I encountered you, and with this, things are perfect," Ye Xuan mused. According to Mu Baicheng, the most abundant things in the Ghost Tomb were ’ghosts’. These ’ghosts’ were ancient human souls and remnants of Fierce Beasts, containing terrifying power. Once attacked by these ghosts, there was nothing to do but wait for death. Because with the Life Palace not yet awakened, Cultivators’ development of their souls was completely inadequate. Facing those ’ghosts,’ the soul would suffer immense damage. Under such an assault, it would be nearly impossible to survive with an injured soul. After all, not everyone is Ye Xuan. Originally, when Ye Xuan was eleven, he was taken by the Burial Emperor across the chasm of time, his Human Soul removed, leaving him with only two out of the Three Souls and Seven Spirits, resulting in his becoming an imbecile. This was due to damage to just one soul. But the ’ghosts’ in the Ghost Tomb were not like the Burial Emperor, they would surely attack a Cultivator’s soul relentlessly, even devouring it completely. In short. Their goal was: Leave no survivors! This was also why there was a saying in the Ghost Tomb, ’If you encounter a ghost, avoid it.’ Once you really get entangled, it’s not easy to get rid of. But Ye Xuan now held the Soul Box, a cursed treasure that could bless souls, and you could say that after entering the Ghost Tomb, he could walk around with complete impunity. Holding the Soul Box, Ye Xuan muttered to it all night long, no one knew what he was saying. When the next day arrived. Yinling City came to life. Today. The Ghost Tomb would open! Cultivators from major forces who had arrived early at Yinling City set out in droves toward the Yinling Mountain Range. Boom, boom, boom———— Powerhouses gathered. Mighty auras surged forth like a tempest, covering the sky and blanketing the earth. These auras did not clash with each other, keeping to their own paths, like water in a well not intruding the river water. Early in the morning, Ye Xuan and others followed Mu Baicheng to the outside of the Yinling Mountain Range. "So many people!" Seeing the enigmatic crowd, everyone from the Emperor Immortal Sect couldn’t help but express their amazement at their own insignificance. There must be at least tens of millions of cultivators! They represented many strong presences from the entire Southern Domain! Of course, not all these cultivators were there to enter the Ghost Tomb. Only the young prodigies of the current generation would actually enter the Ghost Tomb. Just as Yun Chen had said before. The Southern Ghost Tomb was actually a competitive platform for the Southern Domain’s young elites, where they not only underwent trials but also vied with each other. Every time the Southern Ghost Tomb opened, it enticed many major forces of the Southern Domain to send their prodigies. These young elites might constantly change, but the competition between the major Southern Domain forces was continuous. "Mu senior." At that moment, the Sect Masters of the three major forces nearby greeted Mu Baicheng. seaʀᴄh thё nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Mu Baicheng nodded slightly, his expression solemn. In such a place, even he felt particularly tense. Even though it was just a struggle among the prodigies of the major Southern Domain forces, the people who came here were by no means limited to them; many leading strong cultivators were present as well. These strong cultivators were all from major forces, with formidable reputations. The Sect Masters of the three major forces were not as domineering as they had been at Tian Qing Mountain Range but appeared particularly low-profile, seemingly afraid to draw attention. "Yo, yo, yo, the people from the nook and cranny of Tian Qing Mountain Range are here again?" Regrettably, no matter how low-profile they tried to be, there were always those who would deliberately target them. Beside them, a young man dressed in luxurious clothes, currently embracing two scantily clad beautiful women, was smiling at Xuan Mo Saint Heir, Spirit Tomb Sacred Land and others, saying cheerfully: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, this time the three of you factions have only brought three hundred people each. I’m afraid that’s hardly enough for fun." "Fei brother is so bad. Every time, a few hundred people from Tian Qing Mountain Range die, yet Fei brother keeps picking on them," one of the women embraced by the luxuriously dressed youth said coquettishly, her voice flirtatious. "Right, Fei brother, last time you almost wiped them all out," the other woman added with a smile. "He Yongfei, don’t you get too arrogant!" Xuan Mo Saint Heir’s face darkened as he stared at the luxuriously dressed man, harboring a surge of killing intent. "He Yongfei, we’ve never provoked you. Why do you keep targeting us?!" Spirit Tomb Saint Heir also spoke in a heavy tone. The disciples of the three major forces looked particularly grim. "Don’t speak so heartlessly. Although you don’t provoke me, that doesn’t stop me from provoking you," the young man named Du Yongfei laughed heartily. His words made the disciples of the three major forces extremely uncomfortable. The expressions on the faces of Xuan Mo Saint Heir, Spirit Tomb Saint Heir, and the Saint Daughter of Smoke and Clouds were especially grim. They had encountered Du Yongfei more than once. "Who is that guy, so despicable," Zhou Bingyi muttered, her delicate nose wrinkled in distaste as she watched the smug Du Yongfei. "Indeed," the crowd from Emperor Immortal Sect nodded subtly in agreement. That Du Yongfei indeed made one’s skin crawl. "The Saint Heir of Po Shan Sect, Du Yongfei," Mu Baicheng explained to the crowd, "Po Shan Sect is a top-notch force located right next to the Tian Qing Mountain Range, with a Sect Territory spanning thirty thousand square miles, far stronger than the three major forces." "What’s the rank of Po Shan Sect in the Southern Domain?" a disciple inquired. Mu Baicheng heard this and said slowly, "Third-rate Sect..."

Chapter 291 - 290: About to Begin

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