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Chapter 6080 Soul Controlling Bell
“This aura…this appearance…”
Ming Li muttered to himself, his face slowly turning pale, “Impossible… how could this be happening…”
“Do you recognize this statue?” David noticed Ming Li’s unusual behavior.
Ming Li took a deep breath, his voice trembling with disbelief: “Master Chen, this statue… depicts a mighty figure from the ancient times of our Ghost Clan, the Ghost Crying Saint Venerable.”
“A powerful member of the Ghost Clan?”
David frowned. “Why is a statue of a powerful Ghost Clan member enshrined in God Clan territory?”
“That’s exactly what I don’t understand.”
Ming Li shook his head, his eyes filled with confusion. “The Ghost Crying Saint is a figure from tens of thousands of years ago in the legends of the Ghost Clan. It is said that he once fought against three True Gods of the God Clan alone, and ultimately disappeared mysteriously. The Ghost Clan records state that he died on the battlefield, and his soul returned to the Lower Realm…”
He stared at the statue that was absorbing blood and trembling non-stop: “But if this statue is carved to resemble the Saint of the Crying Spirit, then why do the gods worship it here? And why do they use blood and soul to resurrect it?”
At that moment, the Golden Crown Clan cultivators’ shouts rang out again: “Quick! The blood sacrifice must not be stopped! The ghost corpse is about to rise!”
Ghost Corpse!
Those two words made Mingli’s body tremble.
“Oh, I see……”
A glimmer of understanding flashed across Ming Li’s eyes, which then turned to anger. “The gods don’t want to resurrect His Highness the Ghost Cry; they want to refine him into a ghost corpse puppet under their control!”
“Ghost Corpse Doll?” asked David.
“That is an evil technique from the Ghost Clan’s forbidden secret magic.”
Ming Li gritted his teeth and said, “Refining the corpses of powerful ghost clan members using a special method, preserving some of their former strength while erasing their memories, turning them into killing tools that only obey the refiner’s commands. This kind of evil art is strictly forbidden even within the ghost clan, I never expected the gods to…”
Before he could finish speaking, the entire sacred mountain suddenly began to shake violently!
It wasn’t the cave where the statue was that shook; the entire sacred mountain shook!
The mountain rumbled, rocks rolled, and the ground cracked.
The monks who climbed the mountain to worship screamed in fear and prostrated themselves on the ground, thinking it was an incarnation of the Saint.
David and Ming Li calmed down and looked up.
From the top of the sacred mountain, eight red beams of light shot into the sky, piercing through the thick eternal fog and shooting straight into the sky!
The pillars of light were spread out in an octagonal pattern, connected by crimson energy, forming a huge array that covered the entire sacred mountain!
In the center of the formation, which was the peak of the sacred mountain, a terrifying suction force appeared.
The blood flowing from the wounds of the cultivators whose wrists were cut and bled by the divine cultivators no longer just flowed towards the patterns at the feet of the statue, but was drawn by an invisible force, turning into specks of blood that flew towards the mountain peak!
It wasn’t just the blood in the cave; all the living creatures on the entire sacred mountain—the pilgrims, the divine guards, and even the birds and beasts on the mountain—felt their blood churn, as if it were being drawn out of their bodies!
“The eight altars… have been activated…”
The golden-crowned cultivator was overjoyed and knelt on the ground, exclaiming, “His Holiness will soon reappear! The temple will obtain another invincible ghost corpse!”
Inside the cave, the statue of the Spiritual Saint suddenly accelerated its blood absorption.
Fine cracks began to appear on the surface of the stone, and a fiery red light penetrated through the cracks, as if something was about to erupt from within.
The statue’s eight arms began to move slowly, the magical tools in its hands buzzing. Its red eyes grew even brighter, almost dripping blood.
“We can’t let him wake up!”
David said firmly, “Once this ghost corpse fully awakens, countless lives will suffer!”
Before he finished speaking, he had already turned into a streak of grey light and shot straight towards the golden-crowned cultivator!
To catch a thief, first catch the king!
The golden-crowned cultivator reacted extremely quickly. Sensing the approaching killing intent, he immediately rolled to avoid it, shouting sharply, “Stop him!”
Dozens of divine cultivators in the cave attacked simultaneously, unleashing a barrage of supernatural power and magical treasures at David.
But David was faster.
The Dragon Slayer Sword was drawn, its gray light moved like a dragon, and wherever it passed, divine cultivators fell like harvested wheat.
The goal is clear: first kill the golden-crowned monk who presides over the blood sacrifice ceremony, then destroy his statue!
“Ming Li, save them!”
David pushed back three Divine Race cultivators with one sword slash, and shouted simultaneously.
Ming Li recovered from his shock and immediately nodded, “Understood!”
In an instant, he turned into dozens of black shadows that shot inside the cave.
Wherever the shadowy figure passed, mummified corpses, with their shoulders pierced by chains and hanging in the air, fell to the ground.
Even though they have died, their souls have not completely vanished. If they can be saved, they may still have a chance to be reincarnated.
As for the cultivators who had just been brought in but had not yet been hanged, Ming Li rescued them one by one, releasing the bonds that bound their bodies.
“Death penalty in court!”
Seeing David’s unstoppable momentum and witnessing Ming Li destroying the blood sacrifice materials, the golden-crowned cultivator was filled with rage.
He took out a golden bell and shook it vigorously.
Dering!
The clear sound of the bell echoed throughout the cave.
The cultivators who had been saved by Ming Li suddenly became dazed, their eyes turned red, and they turned around and rushed towards Ming Li!
“Soul Controlling Bell!”
Ming Li’s expression changed, and he hurriedly retreated.
These cultivators, controlled by the bell, became puppets of the golden-crowned cultivator, relentlessly attacking Mingli without any regard for their own lives.
Although their cultivation level was not high, their numbers were large and they were completely unafraid of death, and for a time they managed to trap Ming Li.