C30 Soul Seizing

The newly formed Yin God was inherently fragile.

Typically, when an Earth Soul ascends to a Yin God, it shouldn't separate from its host body.

Only upon reaching the Soul Wandering Stage can the Yin God detach and roam thousands of miles away.

The envoy from the Blood God Cult only risked unleashing the Yin God because the blood sacrifice array was in place; without it, such recklessness would be unthinkable.

Under the protective shroud of the blood sacrifice array, he brazenly allowed his Yin God to wreak havoc in the valley.

The Blood Color Ribbon, crafted from boiling blood, served as sustenance for his nascent Yin God, drawing vital blood essence to sustain its activity for extended periods.

Were it not for the "Appearing Divine Dust," his intangible newborn Yin God could have wreaked unchecked havoc throughout the valley.

Yuan Lianyao was already gravely wounded by his hand.

Only Yuan Lianyao, having attained the Penetrating Stage, could roughly detect his whereabouts through spiritual perception; the others stood no chance.

Regrettably, he hadn't anticipated the anomaly that was Yu Yuan.

Yu Yuan, who had been aware of the situation early on, had covertly strategized with Yuan Lianyao.

His knowledge of the Blood God Cult and the so-called Yin God was exceedingly profound.

The components for the "Appearing Divine Dust" were surprisingly common, and its condensation quite straightforward—the true challenge lay in the arcane method.

To him, a former life's alchemist, such secret techniques were mere trivialities.

Before he even became an accomplished alchemist, he was intimately familiar with items like the "Appearing Divine Dust."

"Brother Yu, can Lih Feng truly eliminate the Blood God Cult's Yin God?" Zhao Yafu inquired, her voice tinged with wonder.

Beside Yu Yuan, her gaze sparkled with admiration.

Her faith in Yu Yuan was blossoming.

She began to believe that their Zhao family's ambitious and fraught "Dragon Swallowing" scheme might just succeed with Yu Yuan's involvement.

The benefits would be lifelong if she could fully refine the young dragon spirit nestled within her.

"Little Yuan, if that Yin God is truly vanquished," Yu Wei, standing steadfast by his side, furrowed his brow in concern, "The Blood God Cult surely won't take this lightly."

"The Blood God Cult..." Zhao Xi felt the weight of the situation bearing down on him.

"As for whether the Blood God Cult will retaliate, that's a problem for another day," Yu Yuan said, the fatigue evident in his voice after standing for so long. He shuffled over to a shattered stone and plopped down before continuing, "If we can't get through this immediate crisis, we won't have to worry about the Blood God Cult's future actions—we'll all be dead."

"Not even the Blood God Cult can come into the Silvermoon Empire and slaughter us at will!" Yuan Lianyao declared with a huff.

"Sister City Lord, are you okay?" Yu Yuan called out to her with a sycophantic grin, beckoning her over. "Come here, if you're feeling unwell, let me take a look."

Yuan Lianyao glanced down at her ample chest and murmured, "I'm feeling a bit tight in the chest."

"Ahem, any more melon seeds? Toss me a handful," Yu Yuan deftly switched topics, extending his hand earnestly toward her.

Zhao Xi's eyes widened in disbelief as he alternated his gaze between Yu Yuan and Yuan Lianyao, as if he were witnessing something utterly surreal.

Yu Wei remained unfazed, his attention tracking Li Feng's movements, seemingly oblivious to his nephew and the City Lord's exchange.

Zhao Yafu let out a soft chuckle, inwardly cursing, "That Yuan is so brazen and shameless! To think the City Lord would dare to flirt with my Brother Yu in front of everyone!"

"Here you go!" she exclaimed.

She shoved an elegant white handbag into Yu Yuan's waiting hand. "Brother Yu, there's plenty of tasty treats in there for you to enjoy," she said, giving him a playful wink.

"Go ahead and keep watching the drama unfold," Yuan Lianyao said with a smile, tucking the melon seeds back into her waist. "Now that the outcome is clear, I'll take care of the Huang family members first."

Nine red lotuses began to drift out once again.

Yuan Lianyao soared into the air, the red lotuses swirling around her, making her appear like a radiant deity as she approached Huang Chen, whose chest was stained with blood.

From dozens of meters away, she uttered a single word, "Seal!"

Huang Chen, with his bulging muscles and sinewy frame, suddenly felt an odd force burgeoning beneath his armpit, constricting him as tightly as steel wire.

Huang Chen's face twisted in shock.

It was only in this moment that he realized the true danger he faced: when a lotus flower had struck him earlier, Yuan Lianyao's spiritual power had stealthily infiltrated his body, lying in wait undetected.

It was biding its time, ready to erupt when least expected.

And he had been blissfully unaware.

"Father! Please, be strong!"

As a red lotus hurtled toward him like a rampaging chariot, he was frozen, managing only to let out a desperate cry.

The red lotus collided with Huang Chen's chest.

His ribs and organs shattered just as his son Huang Bin's had, pulverized by the seemingly ethereal lotus.

Yuan Lianyao, hovering in the sky, maintained her intoxicating smile, the epitome of grace and allure.

She soared directly over Huang Chen's head, not even glancing down at him.

In her eyes, the heir of the Huang family was nothing more than a trivial, ant-like figure.

"That woman is ruthless," Zhao Yafu murmured, her lip caught between her teeth.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

Fragments of the Yin God, shrouded in a mystical dust, drifted aimlessly like tattered gray fabric.

One fragment unexpectedly veered toward Yu Lili and Yu Cann.

"A shattered, incomplete Yin God dares to act so boldly?" Yu Cann's battle fervor surged as he gripped the Black Dragon Scissors, poised to sever the fragment.

All could see that under Lih Feng's devastating Frost Thunder Technique, the illusory Yin God had been gravely wounded.

The Blood Color Ribbon it once wielded was now discarded, leaving it with no choice but to evade.

Deprived of its corporeal form, the Yin God had relied on the Blood Color Ribbon's power to harm and kill. Now powerless, what threat could its residual soul force pose?

"Hu!"

In a startling turn, one of the Yin God fragments descended upon the head of the purple-clad maid, Ann Ziqing.

A faint luminescence seemed to infuse her from above.

"Ziqing?"

Yu Lili's face contorted with alarm, and she let out a sharp cry as she dashed forward.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

The remaining Yin God fragments, still pursued by Lih Feng, abruptly accelerated. Like wisps of gray luminescence, they converged on Ann Ziqing.

Lih Feng stood no chance of catching up.

Yuan Lianyao, having just slain Huang Chen, the patriarch of the Huang family, now hovered in the air, her next target being Huang Fann. Beneath her, two lotuses floated to her feet, gently lifting her.

She turned her head, casting a questioning look at Yu Yuan.

Yu Yuan's gaze was locked on Ann Ziqing, his expression pensive, and he remained silent.

Meanwhile, Huang Fann, having narrowly escaped death, was now running for his life through the valley. As he fled, Jewelry Stones buried in the earth burst forth, forming barriers against the pursuing Zhao and Yuan family attackers.

"Take refuge in the caves of Jewelry Mount!" Huang Fann bellowed.

"Brother Yu, what's happening?" Zhao Yafu exclaimed, bewildered. "Has your maidservant been temporarily taken over by the Blood God Cult's Yin God?"

Yu Yuan, lost in thought, offered no reply.

Zhao Xi's brow furrowed in confusion. "After such a heavy injury, shouldn't a weakened and separated Yin God immediately return to its physical form?"

He gazed at Jewelry Mount and its numerous caves. "The Blood God Cult's envoy's true form must be hidden within the mountain."

"Yu Yuan, forgive me, but I may not be able to spare your maidservant's life," Yuan Lianyao hesitated for a moment before decisively continuing, "A possessed body, ignorant of cultivation, will naturally depart after death of body and soul. When he emerges again, a strike of frost lightning will ensure his death."

With that, she exchanged a knowing look with Lih Feng.

Lih Feng nodded subtly, signaling his understanding.

Her intentions were crystal clear: she would execute Ann Ziqing, causing both her physical and spiritual essence to perish instantly.

At the moment of death, the Blood God Cult's envoy would have no choice but to leave the body.

In that instant, as the Yin God separated, Lih Feng would unleash frost lightning, obliterating the already gravely wounded spirit.

"Stop!"

Yu Yuan rose abruptly.

Then, with everyone watching, he dashed towards Ann Ziqing.

"Yu Yuan, she's just a servant girl. Why the hesitation?" Yuan Lianyao's brow creased in disapproval. "Rest assured, after I've dealt with her, you can pick any maidservant from my Yuan family."

The Yin God's presence loomed, as practitioners adept in Soul Wandering traversed the ethereal plane. At the Soul Wandering Stage, one could sense the subtle energies of the universe. The blood sacrifice array, a sinister creation of the Blood God Cult, pulsed with a crimson aura. The Blood Color Ribbon, a symbol of their dark arts, fluttered ominously.