Chapter 1292

"Hmph, you think you can run away? It's not that easy!"

Seeing members of the Gu and Yan tribes break through their four-person encirclement and flee, the four undead let out a cold snort, their expressions gradually showing hints of murderous intent.

After all, if they let those people escape, then when their clan leader later opens the Gu Di Dong Fu, wouldn't Gu Yuan get a large number of helpers for free?

At that thought, the four undead in the sky suddenly opened their mouths wide, and a speck of light darted out from each of them.

The specks of light stretched with the wind, and in the blink of an eye they turned into four massive black gates, each thousands of zhang tall.

The gates swung open, revealing darkness like a black hole, its destination an unknown, bizarre space.

At the same time, an intensely dense aura of death spread wildly from it.

Affected by the death aura, the sudden plummet in temperature instantly chilled the strong members of the three major forces.

As for Wu Nie Tun Yan, while the four in front were performing this strange combat technique, it extended a ten‑thousand‑zhang black fire net, blocking the fleeing strong members of the three forces for that brief moment.

After that, it flickered its form and left the area.

Since those four successfully executed the technique, the surrounding slaughter should pose little problem.

His most important task now is still to find the Soul Emperor.

If the latter is absent, he cannot be sure of subduing that troublesome Imperial‑grade embryo alone.

The strong members of the three blocked forces, looking at the four jet‑black gates, each became cautious and vigilant, their expressions extremely solemn.

"Is this... the Soul Death‑Silence Gate?"

But soon, among them, the most knowledgeable Yan Jin, after carefully recalling that instant, suddenly changed color.

Then, with a grim expression, he stared at the four in the sky and gritted his teeth: "This thing, I recall, was the ultimate trump card of a tremendously powerful Dou Emperor clan ten thousand years ago. I never expected it to end up in your hands. In hindsight, that clan's sudden disappearance millennia ago was also caused by your Soul clan. You've been plotting this for a long time!"

Speaking further, Yan Jin's face turned uglier and grayer than ever before.

After all, from this Death‑Silence Gate one can already see that the Soul clan has long relied on the strange abilities of the Swallowing Spirit tribe to seize Dou Emperor bloodlines of other ancient families to sustain themselves; this is not a recent development.

It is even possible that the Dou Emperor bloodline of the Soul Emperor also originates from those ancestors of the Soul clan who plundered other ancient families.

Such ancient scheming, combined with the Soul clan's countless exterminations of Dou Emperor families, has yielded innumerable top‑grade inheritances.

Can these people truly stop the other side?

"Death‑Silence Gate?"

The Gu tribe's Black Nier King and the Yan tribe's Fire Spirit Elder, upon hearing Yan Jin's words, immediately began frantically searching their minds for information about the object.

Soon, having found relevant information, they looked at the massive black gates in the sky with incredulous expressions.

They had also glimpsed bits of information about this Death‑Silence Gate in ancient texts; the technique was created by a far‑old Dou Emperor strongman and is rather bizarre.

Because this thing differs completely from ordinary combat techniques, it cannot even be called a technique.

It is perhaps more appropriate to call it a space that one cultivates and opens alone.

All things considered, this Death‑Silence Gate and the training grounds of the younger generations of their major families, the Tian Mu, can be regarded as the same type of thing.

Because beyond this Death‑Silence Gate lies a strange space.

Of course, this space lacks the Tian Mu's ability to alter the flow of time.

Nevertheless, the interior is filled with endless death aura, reputed to be able to devour all of heaven and earth.

Now that the four Eight-Star Dou Saints are performing it simultaneously, some early‑stage Nine-Star Dou Saints are likely being sucked in.

If they cannot find a weak point and break out within a certain time, they will be eroded to death by the death aura inside the gate.

Moreover, after the beings inside die, their essence and blood become nourishment for the Death‑Silence Gate, making it even more formidable.

Speaking of it, back in ancient times this object already caused many strong cultivators to dread it.

The clan that possessed the Death‑Silence Gate certainly did not shy away from using it to eliminate some of the continent's top strongmen.

Among them were unparalleled powerhouses such as the current Soul Emperor and Gu Yuan.

"Never thought, never thought these four Soul‑born heavens could cultivate the Death‑Silence Gate. This time, we are truly defeated."

Staring at the four jet‑black gates, linked by the spreading death aura into a prison, the Black Nier King and the three Gu tribe immortals had only despair in their eyes.

Who could have imagined the Soul clan could be this formidable?

"Four‑directional silence, the realm of death!"

However, just as Yan Jin and his party were stunned, four fierce shouts rang out, and the speed at which death aura surged from the black gates in the four sky directions suddenly spiked.

The unparalleled death aura, in an instant, completely enveloped the heavens and earth within the four gates.

At the same time, as the ink‑black death aura spread, its powerful barrier rendered the vision and perception of all Dou Saints in the arena completely ineffective.

At this moment, in their world, a void stretched several zhang beyond.

Moreover, under the infiltration of that death aura, the strong members of the three forces suddenly realized in terror.

The life force within them was gradually being eroded and drained by the death aura!

However, although the strong members of the three forces in the four gates wanted to flee, the massive formation cast by the four undead was already in place.

The four Death‑Silence Gates interlinked, enclosing everyone inside.

Seeing this scene, the Soul clan apparently intended to use it to severely crush the high‑level forces of the Gu and Yan tribes!

"Jie jie jie, let's fight, good, and Gu Yuan helped distract my most dreaded Wu Nie Tun Yan. Now I can make some small moves, jie jie."

However, while the strong members of the three forces were in panic, they saw the sole Nine-Star Dou Saint Wu Nie Tun Yan depart; its true body, having arrived at a battlefield tens of thousands of li away, was Lin Feng, who smiled more happily than anyone.

After all, what he now fears are those three Nine-Star Dou Saints.

But now, thanks to Gu Yuan's efforts, they have disappeared.

However, when Lin Feng saw Wu Nie Tun Yan approach the spot where the Soul Emperor and Gu Yuan vanished, it was instantly teleported away.

He immediately rubbed his chin with his palm, showing a thoughtful expression.

"That movement feels somewhat familiar. I say, Gu Yuan, could it be that he moved the Tian Mu here?"

Recalling that when he attended the Gu tribe's coming‑of‑age ceremony and saw the spatial fluctuation at the Tian Mu entrance from afar, Lin Feng's eyes flickered, and he said in surprise.

But soon he shook his head and thought, "Regardless, Gu Yuan's idea is indeed excellent. As long as the Soul Emperor is drawn in, with Tian Mu's support his battle Qi and soul perception will be restrained, and isolated without aid, it's clear that Gu Yuan has the advantage."

After all, he remembered that in the original story, Xiao Yan came out after advancing to the Emperor-level soul inside the Tian Mu.

Gu Yuan thought the former had met with an accident, and just as he was attacking the Tian Mu in preparation to rescue Xiao Yan, he was unintentionally defused the attack by Xiao Yan, who happened to be controlling that thing.

From this it can be seen that the Tian Mu is indeed usable in battle.

However, in the original story, Xiao Yan could not decide the battlefield location, so the Tian Mu never got a chance to be used.

Only when he finally received the Ancient Emperor's inheritance did Xiao Yan recall it, and then he used it to advance to Dou Emperor.

However, while thinking, Lin Feng saw that the grand formation was about to be completed, so he swiftly shot out an invisible ripple, which flashed out.

Immediately thereafter, at the very last moment before the formation of the four living dead was perfected, that soul ripple silently entered it.

Then, in a moment when no one was paying attention, it silently possessed the body of a Tian Fu League Dou Saint expert.

"Everyone, form the formation and counterattack, or we'll all die!"

However, Yan Jin and the Black Nirvana King, who were completely unaware of this, at the moment they faced the Death's Boundary grand formation of the four living dead, their expressions tightened and they shouted.

After all, the formation formed by those four people was a notorious grand formation in the Central Plains back then, known as the Death's Boundary.

Only when the four Gates of Dead Silence are interconnected can a Death's Boundary be created.

But as long as the construction succeeds, plus the united cooperation of the four Eight-Star Dou Saint experts on the opposing side,

Any expert who falls into it, even if they are Eight-Star or some initially weak Nine-Star Dou Saints, will be enveloped by the endless deathly aura within, eventually turning into a pool of blood.

Thus they understood that only by giving it their all could they possibly carve out a path to survival!

"Yes!"

Sensing the surging deathly aura spreading around, the experts of the Gu and Yan clans, although unable to see far away, relying on sound and memory, quickly gathered together and then formed a grand formation, protecting the weaker Tian Fu League Dou Saints within.

At this very moment, they could feel that the deathly aura all around was permeating their bodies in every possible way.

This permeation cannot be blocked, whether they use Dou Qi or soul power.

Therefore, they must shatter the grand formation as quickly as possible in order to have a chance at a path to survival.

"Ancient Emperor's Mirror!"

"Heaven-Burning Grand Law!"

"Heavenly Gang Yang Continuous Hand!"

"Ice River Boundary!"

"Primordial Returning Net Palm!"

Supported by this thought, in the next moment the experts of the two clans desperately poured Dou Qi into the formation, unleashing the strongest strike they had ever delivered.

Moreover, the Tian Fu League Dou Saints each unleashed their own strongest Dou techniques.

However, no one noticed that, as each of them unleashed their strongest Dou technique to attack the Death's Boundary grand formation, a faint breath suddenly flitted out from the body of that Tian Fu League Dou Saint, and then swiftly vanished into the body of the Yan clan's Fire Spirit Elder.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Accompanied by wave after wave of attacks sinking into the pitch-black mist before everyone, they then fiercely struck the walls of the Death's Boundary formation, and instantly a deafening explosion sound echoed continuously within the formation.

"Hmph!"

At the same time, those four living dead outside were also uncontrollably flung backward dozens of zhang in an instant, and then a trickle of blood silently seeped from the corners of their mouths.

After all, a combined strike from a peak Eight-Star Dou Saint, an initial Eight-Star Dou Saint, plus four peak Seven-Star Dou Saints and several dozen other Dou Saints would force even Wu Nie Tun Yan to flee if he saw it.

Even though the formation absorbs the attack power, they still feel terrible!

Furthermore, in their current state as living dead, they cannot compare to ordinary cultivators of the same rank.

If they could manage eighty percent of a normal cultivator's condition, they should secretly be glad.

"Hehe, go ahead and fight. This old man sees whether you can replenish your Dou Qi under the corrosion of the deathly aura; attacks like this, I reckon you won't be able to pull off many!"

After quelling the turbulent Dou Qi within their bodies, the four living dead immediately lifted their heads to gaze at the people inside the formation, and a savage smile involuntarily appeared at the corners of their mouths.

"Oh no, retreat quickly!"

Upon seeing the experts of the three major powers trapped ahead, Yao Chen, who had been waiting outside the battlefield for a while, saw that Yan Jin's people were still unable to break out of the formation, instantly realized things were dire, and immediately took Xiao Zhan and his three sons and fled.

After all, if he stayed here he couldn't help much.

Therefore, it would be better to hurry and take his disciple's family and flee, then find a secluded place to spend the rest of his life in peace.

"Hmm, you want to run?"

Upon the former's movement, Lin Feng, whose soul had reached the Emperor level, instantly sensed Yao Chen's action.

Immediately after, he chuckled and shot out three streams of qi.

Then those three streams of qi swiftly sliced across the sky and silently landed in the crotch of Xiao Zhan and his three sons.

"This way, having lost your reproductive function, you can peacefully spend the rest of your lives. After all, I also promised Xiao Yan, didn't I?"

However, thinking of this, Lin Feng secretly placed a mark on Xiao Zhan and his three sons as well as Yao Chen and the four others. That way, if they ever show any abnormality, he can be prepared in advance.

"Yao Chen, forget it, just run if you want to run; wiping out these two clans' elite forces is what matters."

Meanwhile, the Soul Clan's Dou Saints, seeing Yao Chen's fleeing action, after a brief moment of thought, immediately chose to stay where they were.

Anyway, the opposing side only has a one-star Dou Saint, incapable of making any waves.

"Damn it, Yan Jin clan chief, this formation seems impossible to shatter by brute force, and moreover we cannot replenish heavenly and earthly energy; our Dou Qi is being consumed bit by bit. You, with your broad experience, do you have any ideas?"

At the same time, the Black Nirvana King inside the formation, seeing that brute-force attacks were ineffective, hastily sent a sound transmission to Yan Jin.

"Although this Death's Boundary grand formation has weak points, our perception is currently restricted, so we can't find them!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Jin also replied with a bitter tone.

As soon as those words were spoken, the Black Nirvana King's face grew even darker.

Even the strongest among them, Yan Jin, can't do anything, so they have even less hope.

However, Yan Jin then steeled his spirit and said: "Everyone, follow me; rather than standing here foolishly, it's better to wander around and see if we can find a gap."

As soon as his words fell, a massive dark-gold flame surged out from within his body, instantly turning into a sea of fire that rapidly burned away all the deathly aura within several hundred zhang around him.

After all, regardless, the Flame Ash Dou Saint, a peak‑level Eight-Star Dou Saint, combined with the seventh‑ranked Nine‑Underworld Golden Ancestor Fire and the seventeenth volcanic stone flame fused exotic fire, can still break through some death aura.

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Of course, because he lacks an Imperial Realm soul, his perception cannot pierce these black mists to locate the formation's weak point.

Seeing this, the Black Nie King and the others exchanged glances, then chose to follow Flame Ash.

After all, as the former said, it's better to search around than to wait for death here.

Perhaps there is still a sliver of hope.

While following Flame Ash forward, the Fire Spirit Elder, whose soul power is strong, also sensed that her clan chief had just communicated with the Black Nie King of the Ancient Clan.

However, after seeing their expressions, she instantly guessed the outcome.

The seductive, mature pretty face was instantly overtaken by despair.

Yet, just as she was ready to accept fate, an aged, deep voice suddenly echoed slowly in her mind.

"Little doll, it seems you really need help!"

Hearing this sudden voice reverberating in her mind, the delicate body of the Fire Spirit Elder involuntarily shivered.

As a chill rose from her feet, the Fire Spirit Elder involuntarily broke out in goosebumps.

But she quickly recovered, and a flash of sharp light flashed in her crimson eyes.

Although she didn't know the source of the voice, its tone suggested no malice.

Otherwise, it would have already acted on her silently.

Thinking this, she hurriedly replied in her mind: "Junior Fire Spirit has seen you, elder; may I ask your name?"

"Hehe, I'm just an unnamed foot soldier killed here thousands of years ago."

Upon hearing the earlier question, the voice sounded again: "But looking at this, I will soon have new companions. No, your strength is too weak; it seems new companions are hopeless."

However, the elder claimed to be an unnamed foot soldier, yet the Fire Spirit Elder had no reason to believe it.

But the fact that the other could appear silently in her mind indicates that person is at least an Imperial Realm soul!

Moreover, the other just said that people like them are too weak to survive.

Yet among them, the clan chief of my Flame Tribe is an Eight-Star Peak Dou Saint!

Thinking this, the Fire Spirit Elder had only one thought.

"The other is a peak‑level Nine-Star Dou Saint."

But soon, the Fire Spirit Elder asked in doubt: "Elder, from what you say, could this Dead Silence Gate not have been forged by those four themselves?"

"Hehe, you little girl are clever, but this Dead Silence Gate was indeed forged personally by those four lads. Their soul power and strength were too low; while they were studying the old gate left by previous people, they simply didn't notice my presence."

Facing the elder's question, the mysterious voice smiled faintly and clarified for her.

Hearing this, a flash of sharp light briefly flickered in the Fire Spirit Elder's eyes.

From the tone, this person should be a strong one killed long ago by the Dead Silence Gate.

However, perhaps the other's strength was so great that his lingering soul was forcibly retained.

And while those four Living Dead were practicing Dou Technique, he slipped in silently.

As for whether the other is a Soul Clan trickster, the Fire Spirit Elder remarked.

These people are already trapped dead; Soul Clan members would only meddle if they were idle, otherwise they wouldn't bother her.

Thinking this, as the Fire Spirit Elder's body instinctively moved forward, she immediately shouted in her mind: "Elder, since you didn't flee yet suddenly initiated conversation, you must have an unspeakable secret. Please tell us; as long as it can help us escape without harming my clan or myself, I will do everything wholeheartedly for you!"

"Hehe, you little girl are indeed cunning."

Hearing the elder's words, the voice immediately grinned.

But immediately after, his voice sounded again.

"I cannot help you escape, but I can help you locate the weak spot. Then, if those two Eight-Star Dou Saints stand at the weak point and self‑detonate, breaking the formation, the problem won't be big."

"Elder, this is unacceptable! Our Flame Tribe only has the clan chief, an Eight-Star Dou Saint. If he dies, you have seen how powerful our enemy is; then my Flame Tribe will be doomed!"

"We don't have to have that Eight-Star Peak Dou Saint self‑detonate; it's possible, but we need the three Seven-Star Peak Dou Saints on the opposite side to be willing to replace him. Then I will temporarily control your body, seize control of one Dead Silence Gate from the opponent. Once successful, those four must rush to the weak spot and self‑detonate, thereby breaking the formation."

"The Soul Clan's foundation is decent, but it can never match the ancient era; four weakened Eight-Star Dou Saint Living Dead, plus they aren't Imperial Realm souls. I can still manipulate the formation."

Upon hearing this, the Fire Spirit Elder's dark eyebrows immediately knit tightly, feeling a severe headache.

The other wants to control her body; at this life‑or‑death moment, she doesn't mind.

But making the Black Nie King of the Ancient Clan and the Three Immortals run to self‑detonate is undoubtedly as difficult as scaling the heavens.

However, realizing the other hasn't stated its demands, the Fire Spirit Elder immediately rubbed the center of her brows, weakly saying: "Elder, seeing you like this, you don't intend to help me for free. I wonder, what are your plans?"

"Hehe, little girl, I don't ask for much."

Hearing this, the mysterious voice lightly smiled and said: "My first demand is that you keep absolute secrecy, revealing nothing to outsiders about any connection with me. After all, I previously sensed the aura of Nine-Star Dou Saints in the outside world; those people could threaten my seat."

"Second, after you, little girl, get out, you must bring me eight living Dou Saints for me to devour and restore some strength. Then I will depart on my own, and we each go our separate ways. How does that sound?"

Having finished its demands in one breath, the voice immediately asked the Fire Spirit back.

After hearing the mysterious voice's request, the Fire Spirit sighed heavily: "Elder, secrecy is easy to promise, and I'm not one to gossip. But the problem is, bringing you eight living Dou Saints to restore your strength is difficult. If they were dead, after I get out I could try to kill eight low‑level Dou Saints, which isn't entirely impossible."

"Hehe, you don't need to worry about that. Once I seize control of one Dead Silence Gate, I will temporarily let you use it. Then you only need to draw them into the gate."

Seeing the elder's worry, the voice again soothed her.

Hearing this, the Fire Spirit finally nodded with relief.

However, immediately after, she asked again: "Elder, if we don't have anyone self‑detonate, can we instead concentrate all our firepower on the weak spot? After all, with our combined strength, even early‑stage Nine-Star Dou Saints would have to temporarily retreat, and we could shatter the half‑ruined formation of those four Living Dead; the problem shouldn't be big, right?"

"If you had three or four Eight-Star Dou Saints, joining forces would be possible. But you don't, and if you wait to coordinate an attack, the opportunity will be lost. After all, others aren't fools to watch you attempt to break the formation idly. Right now, you can only send someone to self‑detonate; it has high attack power and catches the opponent off guard."

When speaking further, the mysterious voice's tone seemed to contain a hint of "you guys are weak, there's nothing I can do."

Hearing the elder say that, the Fire Spirit Elder sighed helplessly, then again argued: "Elder, I recall you said only a Nine-Star Dou Saint could threaten you. After I get out, could you find a way to kill a Living Dead for me, so the opponent can no longer have four members unite to form this Death Realm formation?"

"Otherwise, next time my safety cannot be guaranteed. At that moment, concerning your affairs, I also fear that in a life‑or‑death instant, a single slip could—"

Hearing this, the mysterious voice burst into a scornful laugh, then fearlessly said: "Little girl, don't think you can threaten me with leaks. At worst, when you are half‑dead, I will absorb your energy, break the formation and flee. Although the decomposition of death aura reduces the effect, the Nine-Star Dou Saints outside are gone, so I still think I have a decent chance of escaping."

As soon as those words were spoken, the Fire Spirit Elder's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly softened his tone: "Senior, you're joking; just now. was merely my jest. You helped us escape; how could I repay kindness with enmity?"

Hehe, I couldn't care less whether your earlier words were a joke or not. Just remember, even after you get out, although I dread Nine-Star Dou Saints, I won't die upon meeting one. However, I dare guarantee that your little clan, whose strongest is only an Eight-Star peak Dou Saint, will surely suffer greatly.

As soon as his words fell, the mysterious voice continued: "However, if you can obtain these materials for me after you get out, then I could indeed resolve that weakest living dead for you. That way, with only the three of them, they would no longer be able to continue forming this Death Realm Grand Formation."

As they spoke, the names of the materials were quickly transmitted into the Fire Spirit's mind.

Among them were the medicinal herbs needed for alchemy, high-grade magic cores, and some extremely rare artifact-forging materials.

After receiving those material names, the Fire Spirit Elder's alluring, mature beautiful face instantly turned deathly pale.

After a moment of silence, he then muttered: "Senior, this is outright robbery in the midst of a fire. I won't speak of those herbs, but at least two of them are magic cores of Seven-Star Dou Saints—such treasures, our clan only has a few. Moreover, even the clan chief cannot easily obtain them."

As for those artifact-forging materials, they are likewise not cheap; the metals you mentioned could equip a Nine-Star Dou Saint with a decent weapon.

As he spoke on, the Fire Spirit Elder also couldn't restrain himself, gritting his teeth.

Demanding these things from them is nothing short of blatant extortion!

Hearing that, the mysterious voice fell silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Within your clan, do you possess any magic cores of Eight-Star Dou Saint level?"

Ah?

That single utterance from the other side directly left the Fire Spirit bewildered.

This. does whether the Flame Clan has Eight-Star Dou Saint-level magic cores have any relevance?

"You aren't unwilling, are you? Well then, I still have some things from my lifetime; if you can add one more magic core of an Eight-Star Dou Saint magic beast, I can give you a piece of equipment capable of resisting that previous Wu Nie Tun Yan. With this, your clan chief, together with an Eight-Star Dou Saint ally, could alone withstand the current Wu Nie Tun Yan for a considerable time."

After saying that, the voice paused slightly, then continued: "Of course, you needn't worry about your clan chief lacking an Eight-Star Dou Saint partner. In my lifetime, I was a Ninth-Rank Golden Core Master. Once I recover a bit, I will refine some pills for you to break through to Eight-Star—how about that?"

"Can it resist Wu Nie Tun Yan?"

"Help me break through to Eight-Star?"

"A Ninth-Rank Golden Core Master?!"

Upon hearing this, the Fire Spirit Elder's alluring red lips involuntarily sprang open in surprise.

As for the alluring large rabbit before him, it uncontrollably twitched, tracing an eye-catching arc in the air.

It's no wonder the Fire Spirit is so surprised; after all, in the current Dou Qi Continent, Ninth-Rank Mystic Pills are exceedingly rare.

As for a Ninth-Rank Golden Core Master, she had only today encountered a suspected existence.

Most importantly, the other party actually has a way to let her break through to Eight-Star Dou Saint!

However, upon thinking that the other party claimed to be a Ninth-Rank Golden Core Master, the Fire Spirit also came to some understanding.

After all, before such an alchemy master, having her break through to Eight-Star is indeed possible.

Moreover, the other party's soul power is likely at the Emperor Realm.

If he truly is an alchemist, then a Ninth-Rank Golden Core is indeed possible.

But soon, after she reacted, her eyes narrowed and she nodded: "Senior, I can agree to you, but you must first help us escape and let me examine the equipment you said could resist Wu Nie Tun Yan. Only then can I help you obtain those things. Moreover, those items are too precious; I cannot produce them with just a word, so."

At this very moment, she understood regardless of the other party's identity or what kind of alchemist they are.

As long as the other party can help them escape and produce that equipment claimed to resist Wu Nie Tun Yan.

Even if those things are precious, they are not beyond being taken out for trade!

"Hehe, you really are a cunning little girl; striving, that won't do. As long as I can fulfill my promise, you must give me those things!"

As he spoke on, that voice gradually grew solemn. (End of chapter)