Chapter 1190: Silk-Pulling Guide

"You..." Wen Ziming was startled. He hurriedly retreated, but at this moment, Ye Xinyu flicked her right hand, and the shadow of a Spirit Butterfly suddenly appeared.

The powerful pressure from the Ancient Spirit Butterfly firmly locked Wen Ziming in place in an instant.

Wen Ziming's face turned deathly pale. He looked at Ye Xinyu, his whole body trembling, and for a moment, he felt cold all over.

Because several blue lights, as thin as steel wires, had already penetrated his body.

Now he felt as if his internal organs were being pulled by dozens of steel wires; as long as Ye Xinyu's hand moved slightly, she could take his life immediately.

"Silk... Silk-Pulling Guide?" Wen Ziming was a man who knew his goods; he saw at a glance exactly what the thing in Ye Xinyu's hand was.

"Not bad, you have a discerning eye. It is indeed the Silk-Pulling Thread." Ye Xinyu nodded. "It comes from ancient times and is from the same era as the Spirit Butterfly."

"As long as my hand moves, all the intestines in your belly will be cut into a bloody mess in an instant."

"No matter how high your Cultivation is or how strong your realm, under the effect of the Silk-Pulling Guide, you will surely die."

"What do you want?" Wen Ziming was so scared his face turned white, but he still feigned composure.

"Submit, or die. Choose one." Ye Xinyu smiled faintly. "A person like you is not necessarily loyal to the Heavenly Mandate Elder."

"The reason you appear so loyal is because you are a great sycophant, and the reason you are a great sycophant is because the Heavenly Mandate Elder gives you a lot."

"As long as someone gives you more benefits, you will betray him without hesitation, am I right?"

"Let me submit to you? That is impossible. I have been with the Heavenly Mandate Elder longer than you have," Wen Ziming said through gritted teeth.

Yes, he was unwilling. If he just submitted to Ye Xinyu like this, he would never have a chance to get ahead in the future.

One must know that the forces under the Heavenly Mandate Elder were numerous, and he had long wanted to hold great power. He had originally been close to success, but he had not expected that Ye Xinyu would appear halfway and instantly cut off all his paths of retreat.

"So what? You won't get trust, because your ambition is simply too great," Ye Xinyu sighed slightly and said.

"Since that is the case, then don't blame me for disregarding our past acquaintance."

Ye Xinyu moved her hands slowly, as if twisting steel wires in the void.

Although her movements were very gentle, that heart-wrenching pain made him wish he were dead.

"If the range of my hand were a little larger, you would have no chance, because the Silk-Pulling Thread will destroy your Qi Pulse Blood Sea."

Ye Xinyu said slowly, "Once your Qi Pulse Blood Sea is damaged, your entire Cultivation will be washed away, and from now on you will be reduced to an ordinary person—no, a piece of trash even worse than an ordinary person."

"If you kill me, you won't be able to get past the Heavenly Mandate Elder either," Wen Ziming screamed in pain, but he was still unwilling to give up just like that.

"That is my business; you don't need to worry about it. Since it has come to this, I have no choice but to be ruthless. It's a pity; I originally thought highly of you," Ye Xinyu said, her hands moving slightly.

Wen Ziming finally could not help but howl; that heart-wrenching feeling made him feel as if his guts were about to be shredded.

He screamed and fell to his knees with a thud: "Stop! I'll listen to you, I'll listen to everything you say."

"Hand over your Life Soul Consciousness." Ye Xinyu's movements stopped, and she reached out a hand.

"That's impossible. If I hand over my Life Soul Consciousness, you could kill me with a flick of your hand. Even the Heavenly Mandate Elder did not ask for my Life Soul Consciousness," Wen Ziming looked at Ye Xinyu in terror.

"Then don't blame me." Ye Xinyu sneered, about to strike a lethal blow again.

"Don't! I'll hand it over... I'll hand it over," Wen Ziming hurriedly stopped her.

His face was deathly pale as he looked at Ye Xinyu in terror. He could not understand why such a gentle-looking woman as Ye Xinyu could be so ruthless.

He reached out his hand, and a wisp of Soul Consciousness flew from his fingertip. Ye Xinyu grabbed the Soul Consciousness in her hand, and only then did she wave her right hand to remove the Silk-Pulling Guide.

"Thanks. From now on, we are all in the same boat," Ye Xinyu smiled slightly. "I apologize for what happened just now."

Wen Ziming did not say a word, but he really wanted to curse out loud. She had just tortured him to the point of death, and now she said she apologized? Did she think one sentence could wipe away his psychological and physical trauma? That was impossible.

Seeing Wen Ziming remain silent, Ye Xinyu turned back and smiled slightly: "You are not convinced?"

"No, I am convinced. I am very convinced," Wen Ziming hurriedly bowed to deny it.

Although he said he was convinced through gritted teeth, he did not dare to be arrogant in his tone at all.

After all, his own life was in someone else's hands; if he really made Ye Xinyu unhappy, she could make him vanish into thin air with a flick of her hand.

In the valley between several mountains, Jingxi and Liu Lianxin had already arrived.

Looking up, several blood-red clouds formed a vortex, and countless black mists floated upward like paper ash; Jingxi's expression was also slightly shocked.

This valley was incomparably huge, and the vast valley was barren, with countless giant rocks piled messily on the ground. In the center, in this area of several thousand square meters, eighteen giant pillars stood on two sides.

A mountain directly in front pierced into the clouds, stabbing into the ground like a sharp sword. On both sides of the main peak were two shorter peaks, and several iron chains as thick as an arm connected the three peaks into one.

"Is this the ancient God-Startling Array?" Jingxi stood slowly before the Altar, looking at this magnificent Lone Peak and the surrounding stone pillars.

The massive architecture and the aura radiating from above made her feel awe. Even after nearly ten thousand years, the might of this God-Startling Array still made her feel terrified.

"What is this?" Liu Lianxin stood up slowly, looking at the huge Great Array before her, and she also fell into shock.

"The God-Startling Array, a Great Array built by ancient mighty figures to suppress the Ghost Clan. This array was built by ten ancient deities who possessed Divinity, exhausting all their Divine Power."

Jingxi murmured, "How powerful is the power of the Ghost Clan? Even the ancient deities had to exhaust their minds to barely set up this God-Startling Array to suppress them all here."

"The ten ancient deities exhausted all their strength to set up this God-Startling Array, and then transformed themselves into the Cloud Void Realm to guard the million Ghost Clan members." Liu Lianxin's brows furrowed tightly.

"Even they had to expend such great power to suppress the Ghost Clan here. Master, do you think that with your own strength, you can control the entire Ghost Clan?" Liu Lianxin sighed slightly and said.

"Do you see that Horn above the Altar?" Jingxi smiled slightly. "The Ghost Clan Horn. Blowing this Horn can awaken the Ghost Clan and command the Ghost Emperor. As long as I can get that thing into my hands, the Ghost Clan will naturally obey my commands."