Chapter 147: The Soul-Nurturing Grounds (Third Update)

As beams of light entered its body, the broken blade seemed to gain a life of its own, continuously emitting mournful cries in the void that caused an intense, agonizing ache in the hearts of beholders.

Clang...

At last, the broken blade emitted a crisp chime. All divine radiance upon it vanished completely, leaving it looking ancient and unadorned.

Turtle-kind's heart skipped a beat fiercely out of sheer terror. It was far too wicked; coming to this exceptionally wicked holy mountain had caused even a broken blade to acquire human-like sentience.

Hum, hum...

The broken blade emitted wave after wave of buzzing sounds, sending ripples through the void as invisible undulations poured directly into Ye Feng's mind.

"What is going on here?" Turtle-kind asked, surprised and somewhat puzzled.

As the undulations entered his mind, Ye Feng fell silent for a moment before saying in a low voice, "It tells me that this place might be the soul-nurturing ground of the Holy Land. The Holy Land is feeding evil souls to the hell dragon soul in order to resurrect it!"

Hearing this, Turtle-kind's heart leaped violently. He and Ye Feng simultaneously thought of a possibility. Perhaps the people of the Holy Land had discovered this place several months ago, and then deliberately released the hell dragon soul while casting an equally formidable soul onto the mountain for it to devour.

"That's not right! If the Holy Land deliberately planted evil souls, why would the hell dragon soul be cowering at the foot of the mountain while that evil soul occupies the summit?" Turtle-kind questioned, confused.

Rumble...

It had to be said that Turtle-kind's jinxing mouth was truly accurate. In the distance, a series of suffocating undulations rapidly rolled in, wave after wave of pressure surpassing the last, making even breathing extremely difficult for everyone. They hurriedly spurred the spiritual power within their bodies to slightly alleviate the strain.

"I suspect that due to the existence of the dragon bone, the hell dragon soul's power was suppressed. Now that the dragon bone has vanished, I reckon that evil soul is about to lose!" Ye Feng shot a helpless glance at Turtle-kind and said.

In the distance, skies full of blood mist and gloomy black qi nearly enshrouded the entire holy mountain. Thunderous sounds echoed forth, causing the mountain body to shake continuously.

Pop...

As the final flicker of flame was extinguished, the dragon bone completely disappeared. The broken blade also transformed into a streak of light, entering the dragon ring.

"Taking advantage of their fierce battle, let's sneak up to the summit and retrieve the purple-gold alms bowl!" Turtle-kind proposed.

Hearing this, Ye Feng's eyes lit up, but soon he shook his head helplessly and said, "If we retrieve the purple-gold alms bowl, how are we going to get out?"

Turtle-kind finally seized an opportunity and rolled his eyes at him fiercely, saying, "We have teleportation talismans!"

The group stealthily crept forward, bypassing the two terrifying entities locked in a relentless battle, and climbed to the summit from the other side of the mountain.

The area around this region was entirely composed of terrifying crimson mountain stones, glowing blood-red all around. The temple that Turtle-kind had mentioned earlier stood quietly amidst the encirclement of blood-red rocks, completely dilapidated.

Woo, woo...

The moment a few of them set foot in this place, eerie and terrifying howls echoed near the blood-red rocks, and strings of evil souls fluttered within the blood mist, gathering from all directions.

"This is bad, something's wrong. Why are there so many demonic entities?" Turtle-kind cried out in alarm. "Didn't they say the Holy Land is a place where gods are worshipped? How could it release so many filthy things?"

Following his words, the nearby evil souls rapidly swarmed in. Among them, a giant beast's soul standing five or six meters tall bared its fangs and brandished its claws, lunging directly toward them.

Scram...

Ye Feng roared angrily, unleashing a peerlessly powerful Dragon-Catching Hand that whistled through the air, fiercely striking down upon that beast soul.

A golden handprint several yards wide swept across the void, viciously shattering the ferocious soul shadow. Glimmers of ghostly fire burst forth from the blood-red rocks, and the massive soul shadow was instantly reduced to ashes under Ye Feng's single strike.

Such a method not only paused the surrounding soul shadows, but also left Turtle-kind and the accompanying youths utterly astonished. They knew Ye Feng possessed profound cultivation, but they never could have imagined that a beast soul comparable to a high-tier Spirit Emperor would die from just a palm strike—a single palm strike... and it was dead.

In the distance, ghostly winds howled and blood-lust aura surged forward. Dozens of soul shadows over ten yards tall materialized, startling all the surrounding fierce souls into fleeing in panic.

"Good heavens, what are those things? Oh... I recognize that one... Oh mother... That is the soul of a Tier 7 Fierce Mountain Pangolin. A Fierce Mountain Pangolin with strength comparable to a Tier 2 Spirit Emperor has also had its soul extracted by someone—it's simply unbelievable!"

Turtle-kind was dumbfounded as a massive entity measuring thirty meters across rolled through billowing red clouds and bloody malevolence, charging in from the distant sky.

Boom...

From several other directions, similarly massive entities flew out from the depths of the blood mist.

It was evident that the strongest evil souls of the nearby region had arrived, and Ye Feng, Turtle-kind, and the others were now surrounded.

"What kind of Holy Land is this... It should be called a demonic land instead! To actually release so many evil souls just to be devoured by that hellish demonic dragon." Turtle-kind felt like crying without tears as he panicked and retreated.

Ye Feng also knitted his brows. This time, they had been miserably scammed by those old fogies; this was no ordinary domain—he had never heard of a domain possessing such wicked nature.

"I'll hold off these evil souls, you guys hurry up and retrieve the purple-gold alms bowl. Once the hell dragon soul finishes off that fellow, none of us will escape!" Quickly drawing the broken blade, Ye Feng channeled his spiritual power to surge wildly throughout his body, charging straight into the blood-red mist.

Roar...

The evil souls flew into a rage, the blood-red demonic clouds churning. Several terrifying, massive entities were infuriated to the extreme by the provocation of Ye Feng, a mere ant, and charged forward with deafening roars, their gigantic claws stirring up thick, scarlet gusts that blotted out the sky.

If struck by them, one would undoubtedly be beaten into a pulp of flesh and blood; these were the evil souls among evil souls, each possessing the strength of a human Spirit Emperor during their lifetime.

Dragon Slash...

A golden blade-light dozens of yards long blasted outward, fiercely colliding with those colossal claws and instantly causing the entire place to shake violently.

What startled Ye Feng was that these evil souls possessed immense strength. When the beast claws collided with the blade-light, sparks flew everywhere, and his matchless blade-light could only leave a shallow mark upon them.

While Ye Feng was entangling the evil souls, Turtle-kind and the others also dashed out rapidly, speeding toward the temple at the center of the blood mist.

Roar...

Although these evil souls lacked physical bodies, it by no means meant they lacked intelligence. The moment Turtle-kind and the others darted out, several evil souls roared in unison, abandoning Ye Feng to pursue the group without hesitation.

"Get back here..."

Ye Feng was alarmed. In this place, the beast souls must never be allowed to catch up to Turtle-kind and the others. He halted his blade and relentlessly unleashed one powerful Dragon-Catching Hand after another, blocking all the paths of the evil souls.

A few beast souls moving at high speeds plunged directly into the coverage area of the massive handprints. Within mere breaths, they were smashed into remnants by the successive giant golden handprints crashing down, leaving behind only flickering wisps of ghostly fire.

Roar...

Seeing this, the remaining evil souls were struck with terror and abruptly ceased their advance, simultaneously turning around to fix their glares upon Ye Feng in the rear.