At the center of the formation, Lu Mingyuan's cyan beam of light instantly broke through layers of blood threads and touched the dark red blood core!
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Like a red-hot iron being plunged into ice water, the blood core began to boil violently!
A dense, viscous, dark red vortex of resentment, madness, and despair, accompanied by a piercing shriek, erupted from the blood core!
Those were the lingering resentments of hundreds of wronged souls in Wind-Ming Valley when they were forcibly refined. Now, the moment the formation was broken, they turned into the most vicious counterattack!
This is the destructive power of an evil formation.
Ordinary formations rely on the Power of Rules of heaven and earth to unleash their power.
The evil formation not only absorbed the essence and soul of the cultivators for its own use, but also used the resentment of these cultivators who were forcibly refined to enhance the formation's power!
Even if this resentment is directed at Evil Cultivator...
Lu Mingyuan frowned slightly, "Such immense resentment? It seems these cultivators suffered considerable torture before their blood and souls were extracted..."
While the Evil-Purifying Mantra can purify Evil Qi, one must also bear the negative impact it contains.
The resentment of hundreds of wronged souls converged, and even with Lu Mingyuan's cultivation level, he felt a tremor in his soul.
Ba Xiyue frowned.
Qin Zhao gripped the three-foot-long sword tightly in his hand.
Everyone looked tense.
Yang Shao looked at Ye Qiubai and the other two, slightly taken aback, "Why do you all look so relaxed? Aren't you worried at all?"
Xu Yeming countered, "What are you worried about?"
Ye Qiubai smiled and said, "We all know his abilities in this area, so there shouldn't be any problem."
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Ye Mu ( Ye Qiubai ) and the others came from the lower realm, so they shouldn't be familiar with Lu Mingyuan.
So they have absolute confidence in Ning Ru's abilities?
As Yang Shao thought this, he increasingly felt that not including Ning Ru in the Supervisory Sacred Hall was probably a great loss for the Sacred Hall...
Just then, Ning Chenxin suddenly took a step forward.
This step drew everyone's attention to Ning Chenxin.
He didn't use any complicated Method Formula; a scroll simply appeared in his hand, moving on its own without any wind...
The white light curtain suddenly contracted, transforming into a condensed beam of light that merged into Lu Mingyuan's cyan light pillar.
"Heaven and earth possess righteous energy, which manifests in myriad forms..."
Ning Chenxin recited softly, her voice not loud, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears.
This is a sentence from Dao Scripture; reciting it now, each word is like metal or stone falling to the ground!
It possesses a power to soothe all restlessness and cleanse all filth.
The moment the white beam of light merged into the cyan pillar of light, the color of the pillar of light underwent a subtle change—a blend of cyan and white, retaining the power to ward off Evil-Purifying Mantra while also gaining the purification of Vast Righteous Qi.
The shrieking screams of resentment erupting from the blood core paused briefly at this moment.
Although the changes are very slight.
However, everyone present keenly noticed this.
The fact that Ning Chenxin's cultivation level could cause such a brief pause was already extremely surprising to them.
What's even more terrifying is that... Ning Chenxin's level of Vast Righteous Qi is no less than Lu Mingyuan's.
Lu Mingyuan's eyes revealed a hint of appreciation. Seizing this fleeting opportunity, he changed his hand seals again!
"Dispel evil—suppress the soul—return to purity!"
The three recitations of the mantra resounded like thunder from the heavens!
A beam of light, interwoven with blue and white, erupted suddenly, completely enveloping the entire blood core!
The dark red patterns on the surface of the blood core shattered inch by inch, and the evil power contained within was forcibly stripped away and purified, turning into wisps of black smoke that rose up and were then vanished into nothingness within the pillar of light.
The resentful spirits that were refined gradually calmed their malice and madness under the purification of the Vast Righteous Qi, turning into specks of light that drifted out from the pillar of light and dissipated into the world.
About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
As the last wisp of dark red Evil Qi was purified, the patterns of the Blood Refinement Soul-Seizing Array completely dimmed and shattered. The suffocatingly malevolent fluctuations above the valley also gradually dissipated.
Lu Mingyuan withdrew his palm and stood up, taking a deep breath.
He single-handedly used the Evil-Purifying Mantra to break the formation, which took a considerable toll.
Ning Chenxin also breathed slightly, and the white light around her slowly subsided.
He looked towards the center of the formation, where only a patch of scorched earth remained, with no trace of Evil Qi left.
At the valley entrance, the crowd remained silent for a moment, then burst into low gasps of amazement.
"It's done..."
"The methods of Mount Qingcheng are indeed as legendary as they say."
Chu Ran's face was grim, but he said nothing more. The gray-robed elder behind him whispered, "Second Young Master, that boy named Ning Ru... is not simple. His Vast Righteous Qi has already begun to show signs of Dao."
Ba Xiyue stepped forward and solemnly bowed to Lu Mingyuan and Ning Chenxin: "Thank you both for your help in resolving this crisis. The hundreds of wronged souls of Wind-Ming Valley can finally rest in peace."
Lu Mingyuan waved his hand, looked at Ning Chenxin, and said with undisguised praise in his eyes, "Junior Brother, well done. Your Vast Righteous Qi is even purer than I imagined. No wonder Master made you the True Disciple disciple of my Mount Qingcheng."
The True Disciple disciple?!
Whether it was Ba Xiyue, Chu Ran, or Yang Shaoqin Zhao, they all looked at Ning Chenxin as if they had seen a ghost.
Qin Zhao at Yang Shao.
Yang Shao felt as if he had eaten a bitter herb.
I'm so heartbroken...
I regret it so much!
Ning Chenxin smiled modestly, "It was Senior Brother who took the lead; Ning Ru only did his bit."
At this moment, Ye Qiubai and the other two also came over.
Hong Ying looked at Ning Chenxin and smiled, "It seems you're adapting well to Mount Qingcheng."
Ning Chenxin smiled and nodded.
The oppressive atmosphere in Wind-Ming Valley finally eased slightly.
However, just as everyone was preparing to clear the battlefield and investigate further—
Deep in the valley, amidst the ruins of buildings that had not yet completely collapsed, a soft "crack" sound, like shattering glass, suddenly rang out.
Immediately afterwards, a dark red streak of light shot out from the cracks in the ruins and sped away from the valley at an astonishing speed!
"There are still some who have escaped!" Huo Xuedao shouted sharply, his blood-red longsword already in hand.
But that streak of light was extremely fast and its trajectory was unpredictable; in the blink of an eye, it had already rushed dozens of feet away!
Lu Mingyuan's expression changed drastically. "It's the Blood Soul Guide! A secret technique used by Evil Cultivator organizations to transmit information! We can't let it escape!"
Before the words were finished, a figure in green appeared in front of the light like a ghost.
Han Shouyi had arrived at some point, a freshly picked blade of grass dangling from his mouth. He lazily raised his hand as he watched the dark red light.
"Since you're already here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
One-finger pop-up.
A streak of cyan Sword Qi shot out like lightning, striking the flowing light precisely!
The stream of light shattered instantly, dissipating into countless points of light. But in that instant of shattering, a chilling and venomous divine thought emanated from within, clearly entering the minds of everyone present:
" Mount Qingcheng... the Supervisory Sacred Hall... the Banan Divine Kingdom... you've ruined the grand affairs of my Sacred Church... wait... for the blood debt... to be repaid in blood..."
The sound stopped abruptly.
The valley was deathly silent.
Sacred Church?
Han Shouyi spat out the grass stalk in his mouth, looked at Lu Mingyuan and Ning Chenxin, and raised an eyebrow. "Well done."