Soul Locking Purgatory Great Array

The Xiao Family members looked at one another in dismay.

They too could not understand why Song Ning had done this.

Xiao Changfeng was still burning with rage when he saw a large contingent of Thunderque Sword Sect Law Enforcement Hall disciples surge over from afar. Leading them was none other than Yan Ming, the master of Thunderque Sword Sect's Law Enforcement Hall.

Upon arriving, Yan Ming swept his gaze over the Xiao Family experts before it settled on Xiao Changfeng. "By the sect master's order, all Xiao Family disciples are expelled from Thunderque Sword Sect. Within half an hour, all of you must leave Thunderque Sword Sect's mountain gates."

"The sect master also said that when all Xiao Family disciples leave, they are not to take a single item belonging to Thunderque Sword Sect."

"When the Xiao Family disciples leave later, every one of them must be searched before they may depart."

Xiao Changfeng's expression turned ugly upon hearing this.

Did Song Ning mean that if a Xiao Family disciple had even a single thing belonging to Thunderque Sword Sect on him, he would not be allowed to leave?

"I want to see Song Ning!" Xiao Changfeng's face darkened.

Yan Ming shook his head. "If you want to see the sect master, wait until your father arrives."

Xiao Changfeng's expression became even uglier. Yan Ming's words meant that he was not qualified?!

Half an hour later.

Xiao Changfeng and the Xiao Family disciples stood at the foot of Thunderque Sword Sect's mountain gate, their faces livid.

"Song Ning has gone too far in bullying us!" a Xiao Family expert roared.

"Young master, should we continue keeping watch on that young man?" A Xiao Family disciple stepped forward hesitantly and asked.

Xiao Changfeng's expression shifted between light and shadow. He shook his head. "Return to the Xiao Family's main residence first. That young man cannot escape!"

Within Thunderque Sword Sect, the experts from all sides watched the Xiao Family disciples being practically driven out, and all were surprised.

Originally, everyone had thought that the order to expel the Xiao Family disciples was merely a rumor, but they had not expected it to be true.

Yet, like Xiao Changfeng and the others, the experts from all sides could not understand why Song Ning had done this.

Tai Hongtao, standing beside Princess Tai Yan, suddenly said, "The expulsion of the Xiao Family disciples should have been Senior Chen Hong's decision!"

Expelling every Xiao Family disciple was not something Song Ning could decide.

Princess Tai Yan asked in surprise, "Senior Chen Hong? But why would Senior Chen Hong do this?"

Tai Hongtao shook his head. "I cannot figure it out either. Also, I just received news that Senior Chen Hong intends to take someone named Lu Xiaoyu as his last disciple."

"Lu Xiaoyu?" Princess Tai Yan was surprised. "Is this Lu Xiaoyu exceptionally talented?"

"He merely has a Great Evolution Sword Body," Tai Hongtao said. "I also found out that Lu Xiaoyu is only a disciple of the second-rate Asura Gate. Moreover, three years ago, Asura Gate was already destroyed by the Thousand Demon Sect."

Princess Tai Yan frowned tightly.

Chen Hong had expelled a top-tier Divine Physique genius like Xiao Changfeng, yet he was now taking an obscure Lu Xiaoyu, who did not even possess an ordinary Divine Physique, as his last disciple.

Why had Chen Hong done this?

The Battlefield of the Gods was the battlefield of the Ancient War of the Gods. Although countless years had passed since the War of the Gods, the Battlefield of the Gods was still filled with terrifying divine power and ancient great arrays and restrictions everywhere.

Thus, the Battlefield of the Gods was rarely visited, and few people normally came here.

On this day, a Golden War Chariot slowly made its way along the edge of the desolate Battlefield of the Gods.

The Battlefield of the Gods was steeped in deathly stillness, shrouded by boundless gray Death Qi.

The arrival of the Golden War Chariot brought a streak of color to that endless gray.

The Golden War Chariot stopped at the edge of the Battlefield of the Gods.

Lu Yiping sat atop the chariot, looking at the boundless Battlefield of the Gods before him, his emotions complicated.

During the War of the Gods back then, how many of his friends had fallen here!

Some had not even left behind whole corpses.

"Little Gold, let's go." After pausing for a while, Lu Yiping spoke.

Only then did the Dragon Horn Golden Ox start walking, moving slowly onward.

The War Chariot tore through the Death Qi of the Battlefield of the Gods and entered it.

Before long, it vanished into the gray Death Qi.

Lu Yiping looked at the Death Qi around him, dense as clouds, and frowned. By all rights, after so many years, the Death Qi here should have dispersed long ago. Yet it remained so dense!

Clearly, someone had set up a supreme great array here, causing the Death Qi to remain gathered without dispersing!

And it was growing ever denser!

Who was it?

Could it be the hidden hand that had driven the War of the Gods back then?

At this thought, a cold glint flashed in Lu Yiping's eyes.

The War Chariot continued onward.

Suddenly, a monster covered in Death Qi, with blood-red eyes, burst through the dense Death Qi and pounced fiercely at Lu Yiping.

It was a Death Spirit nurtured by the perennial Death Qi of the Battlefield of the Gods.

Within the Battlefield of the Gods, aside from Death Spirits, there were also corpses of the dead. These Death Spirits and corpses of the dead normally cultivated by devouring the Death Qi of the gods, and their cultivation was formidable. This was also why experts from many sects of the Hengyuan Plane did not dare venture lightly into the Battlefield of the Gods.

However, when the Death Spirit swooping down arrived above the War Chariot, it suddenly stopped. Then it was shredded by an invisible force, instantly scattering away and vanishing between heaven and earth.

The War Chariot did not stop.

It was not affected in the slightest.

A day passed.

Lu Yiping arrived before a certain mountain peak.

The mountain peak was strangely shaped, like a sharp blade piercing the heavens. Its four sides were smooth as mirrors, emanating a heart-pounding aura.

"Soul Locking Purgatory Great Array!" Lu Yiping's eyes turned cold as he looked at the enormous peak before him.

The Soul Locking Purgatory Great Array was one of the ten greatest divine arrays of the Primordial Era.

It should have been under the influence of this Soul Locking Purgatory Great Array that the Death Qi of the Battlefield of the Gods had not dispersed after all these years, but instead had gathered ever more densely.

The array eye of the Soul Locking Purgatory Great Array lay at the bottom of this mountain peak.

The mountain peak was covered in layer upon layer of restrictions.

Yet Lu Yiping directly drove the War Chariot through the mountain peak's many restrictions and headed toward its base.

Before long, he arrived in an Otherspace.

The space was vast. In its central area stood an enormous Sacrificial Altar. Upon the Sacrificial Altar, the Soul Locking Purgatory Great Array was operating, continuously drawing in the Death Qi from the Battlefield of the Gods.

The Death Qi here had already grown so dense it was almost tangible, floating in midair and forming clouds of liquid mist.

Even an Ancient Emperor, or even a Great Emperor, would be instantly corroded if contaminated by this Death Qi.

Lu Yiping's gaze fell upon the four figures wrapped in Death Qi atop the Sacrificial Altar.