Divine Intent Battles Golden Core

The Half-Page Golden Book flew forward in the air, spinning, its clear light shining down. Chu Liang followed closely behind.

Finding Song Qingyi was simple. He just needed to erase Lin Bei's name from the Half-Page Golden Book and write Song Qingyi's name on it with true energy.

Only when he actually used this magical treasure did Chu Liang realize that when searching for someone, he not only needed to know their name but also needed to visualize their form in his mind with divine sense to achieve the subtle connection.

Thinking about it, it made sense. Otherwise, dealing with countless people with the same name would be incredibly difficult.

The Half-Page Golden Book flew all the way out of the city. It was just dawn, and the surroundings were eerie. Seeing that they had arrived at a thatched hut in front of a riverbank, Chu Liang quickly stopped.

He lowered his body and stared at the hut with its doors and windows tightly shut, feeling that it was very strange. He sniffed the air twice against the wind and seemed to smell a hint of blood.

Something was very wrong.

Chu Liang did not rush forward but slowly approached. Then, he extended his divine sense forward, wanting to investigate silently.

When a Divine Intent Realm cultivator activates their divine sense, everything it passes over is like having ears and eyes, observing things even more clearly than with the eyes. Coincidentally, as his cultivation broke through to the Divine Intent Realm (Mid-Stage), his divine sense also extended significantly.

But the moment his divine sense entered the thatched hut, he saw the scene inside: a bizarre formation, a mysterious black-robed figure, and Song Qingyi, who was being controlled...

But in the same instant, he keenly sensed a subtle fluctuation of Yin energy.

Not good.

Chu Liang immediately became alert. The other party had set up a trap and was guarding against divine sense probing.

Unfortunately, it was already too late.

The black-robed figure in the thatched hut suddenly turned his head, his gaze sharp as starlight.

Whoosh—

Far outside the thatched hut, Chu Liang flipped over, ready to escape.

But with a bang, the door of the thatched hut burst open, and a ghostly figure floated out. With a few flashes of afterimages, he had already caught up to Chu Liang's back.

Feeling the extremely cold wind behind his head, the alarm bells in Chu Liang's mind rang loudly. Seeing that he couldn't escape, he instantly drew his sword and turned back to stab!

Ch—

The white sword light surged, its power far greater than before, but the black-robed figure seemed to ignore it. He extended two fingers from his left hand, directly passing through the powerful sword energy without any injury, and clamped down on Chu Liang's sword blade.

Snap.

The sword light extinguished instantly, unable to move even a fraction of an inch.

Chu Liang let out a clear shout, "Look at my finger!"

He formed a hand seal with his left hand, a cold star flickering at his fingertip, and poked it towards the black-robed figure.

But just as the black-robed figure raised his hand to meet it, a red light suddenly shot out from Chu Liang's sleeve.

Demon Binding Rope!

It turned out that the so-called "look at my finger" was just to attract his attention. Chu Liang knew that the other party was at least at the Golden Core Realm (Early-Stage) and that he had no chance of winning in a head-on fight, so he tried to ambush and control the opponent.

Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, this little trick was simply not worth mentioning.

The black-robed figure flipped his hand and grasped the Demon Binding Rope in his palm. At the same time, a bony ghost hand extended from his chest and clamped down on Chu Liang's neck!

Immediately after, a second ghostly hand emerged, holding a long, eerie nail. It thrust the nail into Chu Liang's chest.

Hiss—

Soul Piercing Nail.

"Ugh!" Struck directly at the soul, Chu Liang felt his entire body plunge into an ice cave, his limbs and bones stiffening completely.

In just an instant, with nowhere to run and no way to fight, he was subdued without any ability to resist.

Divine Intent versus Golden Core, a crushing defeat.

At this moment, he truly understood the chasm-like gap between the third and fourth realms. What challenging realms above one's own? It was simply an unrealistic fantasy.

The black-robed figure chuckled strangely twice, turned, and went back into the thatched hut, casually tossing Chu Liang onto the ground.

"Heh heh, did you come to save her?" He glanced at Chu Liang, then at Song Qingyi. "There's even a buy one, get one free deal. Two Divine Intent Realm living souls, this trip was truly worthwhile..."

"Chu... Chu Liang..." Seeing Chu Liang captured, Song Qingyi called out with difficulty, tears instantly welling up in her eyes. Because of her plea for help, she had now caused another person to lose their life.

Chu Liang, however, remained calm. Thrown onto the ground, he still tried his best to struggle and squirm, wanting to break free from the Soul Piercing Nail's restraint, but with little effect. He used all his strength, only managing to turn his body halfway.

"Give up, you can't break free." The black-robed figure saw his struggle but didn't stop him, just sneered mockingly. "Once I absorb her into the Netherworld Book, you'll be next. Then your two pages can be right next to each other, so you won't be lonely."

With that, he looked at the sky outside, his expression serious, preparing to activate the formation.

Demonic cultivators roam the martial world precisely because they operate in the shadows, which is why they cultivate caution.

Just like the formation he had just set up, which would be triggered by any spiritual sense probing, these were necessary small tricks for their survival.

For these two Divine Intent Realm cultivators, he could naturally capture them with ease. But at the same time, he knew that with these two, there would definitely be more to follow. He had to complete the soul absorption ritual as quickly as possible and then leave this place immediately.

So, he stopped wasting words.

With a wave of his hand, his finger seals changed. In an instant, all the black candles shot out tall plumes of yin fire, condensing in mid-air, vaguely forming a gateway!

"Come, my treasure..."

He looked at Song Qingyi with cold, crazed eyes and slowly raised his hand.

"Hermaphrodite!" Just then, Chu Liang on the side suddenly cursed out loud.

His cultivation at this time was higher than Song Qingyi's. Although he couldn't completely break free from the Soul Piercing Nail either, speaking was much more fluent for him than for her.

The black-robed figure's body stiffened. He glanced at Chu Liang, then ignored him and continued to raise his hand towards Song Qingyi.

"Rotten ass!" Chu Liang cursed again.

"Hmm?" The black-robed figure glared at him again, frowning, but still didn't pay him any mind.

Anyway, it would be his turn soon, so why bother arguing with a dead person?

"Your mother is dead."

"I am your father."

"You immoral, knife-struck, forty-mile-radius-without-a-soul wolf-dug-out, were your parents close relatives? Did you do immoral and harmful things in your past life, digging up graves, that you were born this short-lived person without descendants..."

Chu Liang's expression was calm, his gaze indifferent, but his mouth was constantly spewing vulgarities, delivering a long string of insults to the black-robed figure.

With the most polite face, he spoke the most impolite words.

The black-robed man, who had initially ignored him, was now trembling with rage. He pointed a shaking finger at Chu Liang, "You, you, you... Which sect or school are you a disciple of? How can your manners be so poor?"

"Your father is from the Shu Mountain Sect," Chu Liang replied calmly.

"Good, good," the black-robed man laughed in anger. "You don't think you won't feel anything after you die, do you? I will extract your complete divine soul and put it into the Netherworld Book, then torture it with ghost fire and Yin blades for forty-nine days! I want to see if you can still be so stubborn!"

With that, he raised his hand towards Chu Liang!

"Don't..." Song Qingyi screamed with all her might, tears streaming down her face.

Facing death, Chu Liang's face was surprisingly calm.

Clap.

As the black-robed man's hand seal landed, a black light suddenly shot out from the black jade book in front of him, instantly enveloping Chu Liang's body.

A ball of light and shadow was instantly sucked out of Chu Liang's body and entered the portal formed by the Yin fire. The black jade book shone brightly.

Whoosh—

When the light dissipated, Chu Liang's eyes were empty, devoid of any spirit. He had become a body without a soul.

Thanks to "Middle-aged Dead Fat Otaku" brother for becoming the third Alliance Leader of this book. Taking advantage of the double monthly votes, let's just arrange the extra chapter for today.