The 109th Battle of Wits

  "Restricted area? Is that possible? Flying over from here would take at least a week, and in that time, who knows what they'll do to me. I'd rather spend two days rushing to the Imperial Capital's Purple Dragon Academy and devouring the Purple Dragon Souls inside. That way, I still have a chance of winning. If I enter the restricted area, those magical beasts aside, even if I stay there for years, I won't make any breakthroughs. Didn't you say that relying on elixirs to break through is a weakness? Now my spiritual power has reached the level of a Saint, and with a single attack from me, who knows how these monsters will fare?"

  Tang Yan was calculating the two places, even if he brought the flames of war to the Imperial City of Purple Dragon, he had decided that after devouring the dragon soul, he would bring the flames out again. If they really couldn't beat them, they could run back to the forbidden land and hide for their lives. As long as the "Dragon Devouring Technique" reached the Xuan level, the Dou Qi in his body could be increased by several times. The journey of nine days from the Imperial City to the Forbidden Land would take about a week.

  Thinking of this, Tang Yan made a bold move. Since the Dragon's Seal could devour the demon beast's yuan Shen, it could also devour human souls. Even if it couldn't devour them, it would still cause soul damage to humans.

  Tang Yan stood still, gently inserting the blow snow into the ground with his hand. When he felt that Zi Lan and the others had left for ten miles, Tang Yan's palm transmitted the Dou Qi to the blow snow. Twenty giant ice pillars appeared around Tang Yan within a hundred meters, each one reaching a height of ten meters, emitting a chilling aura that oppressed people.

  After doing this action, Tang Yan released his powerful spiritual power, and the twelve guys in the Soul Temple twenty miles away had their souls slightly jump.

  "The master of the hall is that guy!" The two men who had been carried by Tang Yan's spiritual power could be said to have an unforgettable experience for life.

  "Go and pull out the soul from that guy's body!" said the leader of the Vanguard.

  "Yes!" said the Douzong behind him.

  Within a distance of twenty li, under the power of these ghostly figures, after a few flashes, they quickly appeared in front of Tang Yan and surrounded him. Step by step closing in on Tang Yan, towards the nine ice pillars around Tang Yan, of course, they wouldn't fall for it. A few Dou Zong clapped their hands together, and the nine ice pillars under their palms all turned into icy water.

  The ice pillar was very large and tall, and after shattering, it formed a pool of icy water around Tang Yan. To be honest, Tang Yan had originally planned to set up a thunder array to trap them inside for dozens of minutes, but he didn't expect these guys to be smarter than anyone else, and they immediately destroyed Tang Yan's ice pillar with their first move.

  "Hand over the soul on your body, and follow me back to the Soul Palace. I promise not to harm you!" Another guy in a robe, but his tone was much older than those two guys.

  "Damn it!" Tang Yan would never hand over the old man anyway.

  "Since you're so stubborn, fine! I'll kill you first and then hook your soul!" Another Dou Sheng's hand appeared with a black sickle, made entirely of heavenly treasures forged from souls and yin energy, pointing at Tang Yan.

  In this otherworld, human life is cheaper than grass, and these evil guys don't even treat human life as a joke. They often capture men and women to refine powerful soul weapons. Over the years, countless young men and women have been captured by them to refine soul instruments, some of which are even more sinister, refining crying rods that specialize in snatching infants to refine hell. Compared to the legendary raising of little ghosts, this kind of soul instrument is even more terrifying. When it appears, it's like countless babies wailing non-stop, disturbing people's minds.

  Just because of this one sentence from the Dou Sheng, all the weapons in the hands of the ten Dou Zong appeared. Some were chain locks, some were sickle knives, some were crying baby sticks, some were knives, and some were swords... Although their weapons were different, they had one thing in common: all the weapons in their hands were forged from human souls.

  "You bunch of beasts, you don't even spare children!" Tang Yan looked at the three men's weapons in their hands, countless small children turned into hungry ghosts, crying and wailing, baring their teeth and wanting to devour Tang Yan's soul.

  "They will be remembered for their contributions to the Soul Temple. Once we control the Douwu Continent, the dead soul cultivators will be resurrected and become our subjects." one of them said to Tang Yan.

  What they call soul sacrifice is that they use some language or elixir to control some humans, making them willing to sacrifice themselves and offer their souls to the Soul Temple. As for these babies, they also have their own production base, where hundreds to thousands of women are raised inside. Then dozens of men go in to work as studs, letting them get pregnant with children. Afterwards, it's not hard to imagine what happens next. Three months after the children are born, they are handed over to the Soul Temple enforcers to be taken to the altar for a blood sacrifice.

  If there aren't enough infants in their own temple, they'll steal or kidnap them from some remote villages. This is the most low-key way for the Soul Temple to operate over the years. As for other souls, as I mentioned earlier, they have a very low-key style. In the Douwu Continent, where there are military wars, they will appear there and use their soul artifacts on the battlefield to collect souls and also increase their own strength.

  Facing these strong men, Tang Yan wasn't afraid of them at all. He grasped the hilt of Bixue Sword and gazed at the water beneath their feet. He knew it was time now. A sly smile floated up to his mouth corners, a powerful thunderbolt transmitted into Bixue through the accumulated water on its surface.

  "Zzt... zzt..." Tens of millions of volts of lightning crackled with electricity.

  "Ah, ah......" The strong ones are nothing special. Under Tang Yan's continuous gathering of thunder and lightning, the guy who stepped on the water surface was electrocuted, his whole body trembling constantly, and his mouth making "oh oh ah" cries.

  "Aren't you guys awesome? I'll electrocute you to death!" Tang Yan saw that they were unguarded, so he increased his strength and transmitted the lightning onto the Blowing Snow.

  This move, Tang Yan took advantage of it. If they had activated their aura, the electricity wouldn't have affected them. Now, haha... Under Tang Yan's lightning, they were all paralyzed and couldn't even lift a finger, let alone use their aura to break through Tang Yan's lightning.

  Under Tang Yan's lightning, the dead energy on their bodies continued to dissipate, and their black robes and hair were also burned away, leaving only a body standing there constantly, but not dying. Unless Tang Yan could scatter their souls, these guys would not die.

  "Zziing!" Tang Yan pressed one hand on the top of the snow, and with the other hand slowly raised it, forming a ball of lightning above. Blue electricity crackled on the surface of the sphere, emitting a continuous hissing sound.

  "Last time I let you go, didn't expect the two of you to come back again. This Lei Ball, how is it? Do you still recognize it?" Tang Yan gazed at the two Dou Zong's soul-locking chains and said.

  "Ah......" They wanted to say something to Tang Yan, but their body kept trembling, their mouth was also stuttering up and down, and they couldn't speak clearly.

  Tang Yan's internal thunder was not inexhaustible, and with his powerful output, he could last at most five minutes. In these five minutes, Tang Yan thought that Zilan and the others would have escaped tens of miles away. As long as they hid and retracted their powers, these guys wouldn't be able to find his women.

  "Boom!" Tang Yan's Thunderball struck Dou Zong's Soul Tool, sending him flying a mile away.

  "Boom!" Another Dou Zong was struck by Tang Yan's thunderball and flew away, hitting the soul device in their hands, severely injuring their souls.

  "Rooooo..."

  Ten Dou Zong, all of them were slapped flying by Tang Yan's Thunder Palm in an instant, and the sound of their spitting blood could still be heard from a distance. Before they arrived, Tang Yan also sent the two Dou Saints in front of him flying with electricity. At the same time as he sent them flying, Tang Yan retracted his Blowing Snow technique, and one of them disappeared into the hazy morning sky.

  "Damn it, think you can run? Chase him down and kill him! Use his skin to make a soul lantern!" Both of the deputy hall masters' clothes and hair were burned off by Tang Yan's electric flames, infuriating them.

  Tang Yan's speed was very fast, but the two Dou Sheng were even faster. In less than a minute, they had already caught up to Tang Yan from behind by a distance of one mile. As for the ten Dou Zong behind them, their speed was still a bit slower, and they had been severely injured by Tang Yan's soul attack at the beginning. Now they were thirty miles away from Tang Yan, and every minute they fell back hundreds of meters, eventually to be left far behind by Tang Yan.

  But they are not in a hurry, they believe that the two hall masters will block Tang Yan, anyway, this time, Tang Yan is hard to fly with wings in their eyes.

  "Damn it, these two old monsters are really fast!" Tang Yan cursed, even his Blowing Snow couldn't keep up with their speed.

  "You stinky little brat, let me catch you and I'll bite you to death!" Two old men shouted as they chased after Tang Yan from fifty meters behind.

  "Devour? Alright, watch me devour you, or will it be you devouring me?"

  When they mentioned devouring themselves, Tang Yan immediately thought of his own Devouring Dragon Technique. The Devouring Dragon Technique was a spiritual cultivation method that allowed him to reach the level of a Dou Sheng. With his current spiritual power, he could easily devour the Yuanshen of 7th or 8th rank magical beasts, unless he encountered a magical beast above the Saint level.

  "Psychic attack?" The two old men chasing after Tang Yan, their souls were heavily struck, their bodies continuously flying and crashing tens of meters away, then gazing at the distant retreating back said.

  Tang Yan saw them stop there, he knew the idea was right. Thinking of this, Tang Yan once again released his powerful spiritual power, and the spiritual power transformed into an invisible sword, constantly attacking their spirits and souls. Although it didn't cause any harm to them, it could make them stay there.

  When Tang Yan was five miles away from them, the spiritual power disappeared. Let's continue on our way, and as for them, they met each other with eyes like treasures. They were not afraid of Tang Yan's powerful spiritual power at all, but instead became extremely happy, let out a loud laugh, turned into two black smoke and disappeared into the ground, vanishing from the original place.

  When they reappeared, it was already in front of Tang Yan. We can say that they had learned the art of shrinking the earth into inches from that immortal fate.

  "Hey, kid, run! Why aren't you running?" The two old men standing in front of Tang Yan, who were somehow wearing a black robe at some point, smiled with their gaunt faces and said.

  Tang Yan saw the two of them suddenly appear in front of him, and knew that he couldn't escape. In his heart, he thought: "Damn it! These two old freaks have already broken through the void!"

  "No, they haven't reached the power of breaking through the void, but rather have learned a very mysterious magic!" The old man weakly replied to Tang Yan.

  "Magic? Could it be shrinking the earth into an inch?" Tang Yan thought of mythological stories on Earth.

  "That's right, shrinking the land to inches, no, shrinking the land to inches seems to be something I did when I saved that guy from Xianyuan before. Could it be that the Soul Temple is from that place, or have they been there before?" The old man said.