C539 Three Souls

As time passed, black clouds began to gather in the sky. They grew from the size of a palm to the size of a head.

It continued to expand until it reached the size of a human figure...

Qing Yuzhuo closed his eyes and formed a seal. He was muttering something. Songqing was just like him.

The dark light behind him also started to spread, and the dark clouds in the sky started to attack.

A green light was first extinguished beside the apprentice. The apprentice who was sitting next to the light put his hands together, but after it was extinguished, his hands naturally lowered, and his head also lowered. However, he kept his eyes closed all the time.

After his hand landed, Mu Haiyang naturally felt that her body began to age and began to powerlessly fall.

She did not stop nor interfere. Slowly, the Dao Attendants closed their eyes one by one and lowered their heads. When there were more than ten of them, sweat broke out on Songqing's forehead. Yue Niancen could see that his body was changing. He could not see a trace of white smoke coming out of Mu Haiyang's body.

Another strand of white smoke came out, and the third strand of white smoke came out. The jade bottle trembled.

After absorbing the yellow light from Qing Yuzhuo's body and the green light from Songqing's body, the jade bottle let out a strong light and rushed towards Yue Niancen. It was obvious that it had attracted something from Mu Haiyang to him.

Even so, Mu Haiyang did not fall down. She only felt that something was missing.

At this time, they had been on the altar for six hours, but they did not stop.

Once again forming an incantation gesture, he pointed at Mu Haiyang. Two white smoke immediately flew out from her body and headed straight for the jade bottle.

When these two streams of white smoke flew out, the Dao Attendant below the stage had already lowered his head by half. The bronze candlestick had also been destroyed by half. Mu Haiyang saw that she had become weak. At this time, no matter who it was, they could still slap her to death with a single palm.

The dark clouds in the sky had already spread to the extent of the entire Royal City, but they still did not see where the door they were talking about was.

"Yici, your three soul and two soul are already in Cen'er's body. With another five soul, it will be completed. When the sect opens, half of the sixty-year cycle senior brother will come and bring you back. At that time, you will know everything." Songqing said.

Although Mu Haiyang heard it, she did not want to answer and was even more powerless to answer.

Qing Yuzhuo kept silent and didn't say anything.

Another soul disappeared from Mu Haiyang's body. It disappeared from Yue Niancen's body through the jade bottle.

At this time, even Yue Niancen's appearance began to change. He was no longer the person who looked like Yue Niansheng. Instead, it was a completely unfamiliar appearance. Mu Haiyang stared at him with her eyes wide open. He looked somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember when and where she had seen him before.

Finally, the three souls lingered in her body and refused to leave so quickly.

Just as Qing Yuzhuo and Songqing were forming hand seals, a silver arrow shot through the air toward the jade bottle.

No one could have imagined that someone would interrupt the Heavenly Offering. Qing Yuzhuo waved his hand, and the silver arrow fell to the ground before it even reached the altar.

Songqing ordered coldly, "Those who approach the altar, kill them without mercy!"

Mu Haiyang turned around to see who else would come at this time. She was confident that her lie had deceived so many people. Ho Yun'er was not here, Lyi Xuanzhi was not here, and Yue Niansheng was even more impossible...

But the moment she looked back, she saw Yee Lingsu. Just like the first time she saw him, he wore a grey-white embroidered bamboo robe and rushed towards the altar with a solemn expression.

He didn't come alone. He brought along many people that Mu Haiyang had seen before.

Jiaang Yidao, Wu Ke, and those people from the Yi Shui that she didn't know their names but knew.

"Kill! Bring Ci away at all costs..." Yee Lingsu's eyes revealed a killing intent that he had never seen before.

"No, Lingsu! Don't come over! Go back..."

Her shout at this moment seemed so weak because the drill grounds had already become completely chaotic, and they were engaged in a fierce battle.

And each and every one of them fell in the hands of a person dressed in martial attire. They were like puppets, without life, and even more so did not know pain.

Even if their arms were cut off, they would use the other arm to wave and attack them. At this rate, the people of the manor quickly fell into a disadvantageous position.

"Young master, quickly go to the altar. Wu Ke and I are here." Jiaang Yidao was fighting a soldier, but he couldn't get away. He could only shout at Yee Lingsu.

Hearing this, Yee Lingsu flew up and rushed towards the sacrificial altar on the head of the soldier. However, his path was blocked by soldiers one by one. He only moved a few feet before he was trapped again.

Their death rate was increasing, but the death rate of the soldiers did not increase by many people.

"These people are so evil!" Jiaang Yidao and Wu Ke leaned back against each other and said.

Wu Ke opened the Confucian fan in his hand. It was stained with some blood. He said in surprise, "Their blood is green."

Jiaang Yidao raised the knife in his hand and looked at it. He said with a heavy voice, "Mine is also green!"

"Young master!"

The two of them saw Lingsu being surrounded by a few people, but these people did not know pain. They allowed Lingsu to hit them, but they did not show any expression or retreat. They would only leave after killing the person in front of them.

Lingsu was no match for them. Jiaang Yidao and Wu Ke flew into his encirclement and tested their acupuncture points. In just a moment, they were able to move.

In just two breaths of time, the soldiers surrounded them again.

"Young master, they are really evil. Look!"

Lingsu naturally understood what they were talking about. He said with a heavy expression, "No matter what, I must take Ci away today. I already know the truth from master."

"I will entangle them with a blade. Young master, you go to the altar. Ho Yun'er told us that as long as we stop the Heavenly Ritual, we can save Mistress." Wu Ke said seriously.

"Ho Yun'er and the others are about to come. I don't know when the Heavenly Ritual will end. Young master, you must hurry!" Jiaang Yidao looked at the altar and urged Yee Lingsu.

He nodded. If he didn't answer now, he would understand that he was going to rush to the altar.

On the other hand, Mu Haiyang, who was on the altar, had lost the strength to speak. Her body could be seen withering away. She couldn't even lift her hand, and only had two souls left in her body. If these two souls left, her life would not be able to reverse the situation. She wouldn't be able to save her life anymore. Perhaps she would have to wait until half a sixty-year-cycle passed. Qing Yuzhuo had come to save her.

They didn't know any of this. They only knew that if they didn't save her this time, she would disappear and die on the altar.

Mu Haiyang wanted to shout in her heart and tell them not to sacrifice themselves. This was something she was willing to do. If she wanted to live, she would definitely live.

But she was already so weak that the Sinkhole could be here at any time. Even her hands were naturally hanging down like Dao Attendants below the stage. A red robe on her body looked like it could float away at any time.

Yee Lingsu looked at Mu Haiyang on the altar and his heart began to hurt. He said in a deep voice, "We can't wait anymore. I have to save Ci!"

Without thinking, Jiaang Yidao revealed a fierce expression and said, "Young Lord... We will block them! You go quickly!"