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This ingenious method subtly corresponds to the "three-seven steps" of the path to the underworld.
A layer of poisonous mist was set up every seven steps, and when the twelve people surrounded it...
In the western corner of the Lei family's villa, a "Blood River Array" containing celestial patterns was woven.
Su Wangyan's throat needle vibrated, emitting a strange laugh that sounded like metal scraping: "Lei Qianjue, your lightning pattern array is nothing but an old coffin lid for that bastard—"
Before he finished speaking, the short blade at his fingertips suddenly shot out, leaving twelve blood-red streaks in the air.
Like spider webs, they coiled around the thunder-patterned bricks on the courtyard wall.
Lightning condensed around Lei Qianjue, forming a deep blue armor, with the thunder beast totem on his shoulder armor opening and closing its huge mouth like a living creature.
He shattered the blue bricks beneath his feet, and the lightning energy from the earth's veins surged into his palms through the cracks:
"The blood debt of the thirty-seven wronged souls will be repaid tonight with the blood and bones of your Dark River!"
Before the words were even finished, three bolts of lightning as thick as buckets struck down from the sky—that was the Thunder Sect's secret technique of "borrowing heavenly punishment," using the thunder patterns of the ancestral shrine as a catalyst, and...
Forcibly intercepting the power of thunderclouds in the night sky.
Su Wangyan's pupils contracted sharply, only to see twelve short blades tumbling in mid-air.
The blood grooves at the blade's tip formed a crimson six-pointed star, actually shredding the lightning pillar into countless tiny sparks that rained down on the ground like a meteor shower.
The assassins from the Dark River seized the opportunity to advance, their iron spikes carving a series of poisonous patterns into the ground.
As Wei Changxuan leaped onto the roof, he caught a faint, sweet, and fishy whiff—it was the "Soul-Guiding Incense" at the core of the "Blood River Formation."
It can disrupt a cultivator's five senses, causing them to fall into a trap while in a state of illusion.
He closed his eyes and held his breath, his fingertips lightly tracing the cover of the book. The warmth of the golden pages spread through his veins, nourishing...
He could even trace the assassins' auras in his mind: "Jing Ni, third from the left—the Three Yin Envoys' poison mist sac is on his waist!"
Jingni's figure swept across the eaves like a night owl, her silver sword transforming into a flowing ribbon of light under the moonlight.
The assassin's waist was bulging with a leather pouch containing a "bone-corroding poison mist" that could cover a hundred feet. Once it exploded, it could even corrode three-tenths of the Thunder Gate's lightning shield.
As expected, as the Three Yin Envoys approached, they fired three skull-shaped hidden weapons from their sleeves, each carrying a cloud of poisonous mist.
But Jing Ni shredded it with a backhand sword strike—the golden light of the Earth Book wrapped around the blade suddenly burst forth.
The poisonous fog was scorched into tiny specks of light, which dissipated into the night sky like fireflies.
Chapter 396 The Secret of the Golden Thunder Earth Book!
As soon as the poisonous fog dissipated, Yan Lingji's blue flames swept in from the east gate.
The flames at her fingertips, imbued with the lightning energy bestowed by the Earth Book, transformed into nine fire snakes that burrowed into the gaps in the Blood River Formation.
Wherever they went, the poisoned armor of the Dark River assassins sizzled and melted.
An assassin swung his knife at the fire serpent, but the blade barely touched the blue flames...
He was jolted out of his grasp by the force of the lightning, and the Dark River tattoo on his palm was burned with charred marks—this was no longer just a simple flame.
Instead, it is "Thunderous Fire," which incorporates the power of thunderous punishment and is specifically designed to counter the Dark River Yin 17 Poison Techniques.
Upon seeing this, Su Wangyan unleashed a piercing shriek from the poison needle in his throat.
The twelve short blades suddenly returned to their positions, forming a rotating blade wheel around him.
The poisonous mist emanating from the edge of the blade mingled with the crimson moonlight.
It transformed into a giant ghost face, opening its massive maw filled with venomous fangs to bite at Lei Qianjue.
The old man neither dodged nor evaded; instead, lightning gathered in his palm, forming a ball of lightning that slammed into the ghost face's mouth.
"Back then, your master used this move, Yellow Springs Devouring the Moon, to kill my father. Today, I will use the Heavenly Punishment Lightning he left behind to send you to your death!"
The moment the lightning ball collided with the ghost face, a deafening roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
Wei Changxuan saw the golden pages of the Earth Book spin automatically, forming a nine-pointed star array above their heads.
Each golden page corresponds to a weakness in the Blood River Formation.
With a flick of his finger, the golden pages shot towards the ground like arrows—the blue bricks at the core of the formation shattered in response.
The "Yellow Springs Pattern" of the underground river, which was engraved underneath, was revealed, but it was instantly covered by the lightning pattern on the golden page, turning into a blazing lightning barrier.
"Impossible! The Blood River Formation was created by the Three Elders of the Dark River using living people as sacrifices..."
Su Wangyan's roar was swallowed by the lightning; he saw his short blade shatter inch by inch within the lightning punishment barrier.
The poisonous blood on the fingertips was evaporated into wisps of white steam.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wei Changxuan leaped behind him, and the golden pages of the Earth Book transformed into chains that bound his arms.
The ancient seal script on the gold page reflected on Su Wangyan's face, causing this ruthless killer to show a look of fear—
That was the "Divine Punishment Mark" recorded in the Dark River scriptures.
An ancient incantation said to be able to send the souls of evil people to the hell of lightning tribulation.
Lei Qianjue's lightning armor had cracked, but he still managed to unleash one last lightning pillar.
The lightning bolt was no longer azure, but instead shimmered with a dazzling golden light—
That was the product of the resonance between the power of the Earth Book of Thunder Punishment and the Thunder Gate Technique.
The crimson spiderweb of the Blood River Formation shattered inch by inch in the light.
The assassins from the Dark River let out shrill screams, turning into specks of blood that were swallowed by the lightning pillars.
Only Su Wangyan was trapped in the center by the golden chain, watching helplessly as lightning burned his skin, leaving lightning-patterned scars.
When the battle ended, the crimson moonlight had been diluted by the morning mist.
Wei Changxuan picked up the Dark River Token that Su Wangyan had left behind and found half a line of small characters engraved on the back:
"The golden pages appear, the path to the underworld closes." The golden pages of the earth book trembled slightly.
The complete lightning pattern was branded onto the token—starting from the 767th mark.
This Dark River Token, which once struck fear into the hearts of martial arts practitioners, has now become a token that can mobilize the Thunder Gate's hidden agents.
Lei Qianjue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at the nine-pointed star pattern scorched into the ground by lightning.
Suddenly, I remembered the mural in the secret chamber of the ancestral hall—the same star map was at the feet of the immortal holding the golden page in the painting.
He raised his hand and placed it on Wei Changxuan's shoulder, the lightning pattern on his palm touching the golden mark on the other's wrist.
A tiny spark ignited between the two: "Did Young Master Wei notice?"
When the formation was broken just now, the golden pages of the Earth Book were able to resonate with the Thunder Gate Heavenly Punishment Formation—
This is the secret of the Thunder Scripture and the Covenant left behind by Tianjizi.
Chapter 397 Bloodstained Blade: Undercurrents Rise in the Secret Pavilion!
At this moment, Luo Yuheng swept his whisk across the blue bricks at the center of the formation and suddenly discovered half of a Dark River Jade Slip embedded in the brick seam.
The words "Yellow Springs" on the jade slip were being slowly rewritten into "Thunder Abyss" by the golden light of the Earth Book.
She looked up to the east and saw the golden pages of the Earth Book trembling slightly in the direction of the auction house in the west of the city.
That place is where the "Azure Jade Slip" will appear in three days.
At this moment, on the ruins of the Lei family's villa, the net of light woven from lightning and golden rays had not yet dissipated.
Like a giant brand, it was etched into the night sky of Qiandong City, proclaiming to all forces that coveted the Immortal Book:
When the lightning of the Thunder Gate meets the heavenly punishment of the Earth Book, the darkness of this martial world will likely be as bright as day.
The morning breeze lifted Su Wangyan's cloak, revealing the dark river totem embroidered inside.
But the moment it touched the golden light of the Earth Book, it turned to ashes.
In the distance, the surviving assassins from the underground river scrambled away in panic.
Little did they know that within every footprint they left behind, a seed of lightning had been planted in the golden pages of the Earth Book—a seed that would erupt at the auction three days later.
It became the first bolt of lightning to tear open the conspiracy in the dark river.
As Wei Changxuan gazed at the Earth Book in his hand, feeling his heartbeat synchronized with the Thunder Punishment Array, he suddenly understood:
Tonight's Blood River Formation massacre is merely an appetizer in this "divine punishment game."
The real storm is still brewing deep within the underground palace, beside the fragments of the Immortal's Book, quietly awaiting the reunion of the golden pages and the lightning.
Su Wangyan's pupils shrank to pinpoints in the blood-red moonlight, staring at the figure standing with his hands behind his back on the rooftop—
The faint golden light emanating from the man's sleeve was exactly the same as the description of the "Fragment of the Immortal's Book" in the Dark River Classics.
"So it was you who ruined my plans, you brat!" The poison needle in his throat vibrated.
A piercing buzzing sound emanated from the four poisoned short blades, which flicked their tongues like venomous snakes.
With a sharp whistling sound, it shot straight at Wei Changxuan's face, the venom in the blood groove of the blade drawing four thin, eerie green lines in the night sky.
Wei Changxuan flicked his fingers lightly, and the energy condensed at his fingertips was wrapped in subtle lightning patterns—that was the "Lightning Force Dissipation Technique" he had comprehended when he resonated with the Thunder Punishment Array.
The short blade suddenly deflected three inches before touching the face, and as it pierced the tile, it made a "sizzling" melting sound.
The patterned bricks beneath the tiles emitted a faint golden light, which in turn largely neutralized the corrosive power of the poisoned blade.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Su Wangyan transformed into a blur and closed in, his right-hand bone knife sliding out from his sleeve.
The blade, coated with "Yellow Springs Triple Poison," had an eerie, dark blue hue. Even before the blade reached the ground, a nauseatingly sweet and metallic scent wafted from the tip of the nose.
"The Nine Transformations of the Dark River Ghost Shadow is nothing more than this." Wei Changxuan spun around and took a step back.
The air currents stirred up by the hem of her clothes formed a small vortex, which swept up Su Wangyan's afterimage.
The moment his palm touched the back of the other person's neck, the golden patterns on his fingertips suddenly became hot—that was the "Death Gate" acupoint that the Earth Book could instinctively detect.
An internal force surged through his cervical spine, and Su Wangyan let out a muffled groan.
Like a kite with a broken string, it crashed to the ground, the bone knife flying out of his hand and carving a three-foot-deep poison mark on the bluestone slab.
"The formation is broken! Run!" The Dark River assassins' blood-red footwork immediately became chaotic when they saw their leader fall to the ground.
Taking advantage of the moment, Yan Lingji's blue flames transformed into chains, binding the "Three Yin Envoys" who were trying to escape. The flames licked the poison sac at their waists.
A burst of lightning and sparks exploded with a deafening roar—the poisonous mist transformed into harmless fluorescence within the lightning.
As it fell, it condensed into tiny, fragmented lightning-like patterns.