751: C751 Resting Hairpin

C751 Resting Hairpin

Su Yeh carried the two heads and rushed out of the Land of Rebirth at lightning speed.

He had no intention of recovering now. He could recover as much as he could with the help of the Boundless Cauldron.

He had already thought of the original three middle-aged cultivators and Wei Hang. There were four of them, three of whom were even in the Nether Realm. How powerful was that?

The martial grandmasters in the Catacombs could not possibly be a match at all. They would probably have to sacrifice a lot.

He had to hurry back and take a look!

He could not care about that now. He directly used the blood sacrifice. He forcefully erupted with power and began to fly. It didn't take long for him to leave the Land of Rebirth. Rushing into the dense fog, he then rushed past the dense fog. He arrived at the scorched earth.

Su Yeh found that there were no more heavenly thunders in the scorched earth. He didn't know why.

The scorched earth was vast, and it took Su Yeh quite some time to reach the vast plain.

When he arrived at the plain, he could vaguely see a black dot in the distance. It was the Forest of Death.

In fact, Su Yeh's speed was already fast enough, but he still felt that it was too slow. He could not help but force out a lot of potential.

Finally, he could see the Forest of Death from afar. Suddenly, he saw a bloody light in the sky in front of him. There were traces of various battles in the air, and dozens of spear lights hadn't completely dissipated yet.

Su Yeh's heart sank. He knew that there must have been a great battle in front of him. Moreover, it was a battle of life and death, a battle soul that had just become a Combat Soul. That was why there was such a blood-red light.

Su Yeh's divine sense had already swept across this area. He discovered that a large area of the ground had collapsed. There were also huge footprints in the air. There seemed to be a bloody mist in the sky that hadn't dissipated yet.

"How many people have died here?"

Su Yeh knew that if it was an ordinary mortal who died, this wouldn't have happened.

The closer he got, the more shocked he became. When he arrived, he frowned again. He could faintly hear shouts.

These sounds were not the cries of wandering ghosts, but shouts, as if these dead warriors were still fighting.

"I don't know if I can save you in time or not!"

Su Yeh landed on the ground and cut his own finger, causing blood to flow out. He used his blood to arrange a strange formation.

As his blood array slowly formed, the shouts in the sky seemed to become louder and louder. It was as if those martial artists who had sacrificed themselves knew that he had returned.

Finally, the blood array was set up.

Su Yeh raised his head and looked at the sky. His voice was like an imperial decree as he shouted loudly, "Everyone, I, Su Yeh have returned. Heroic souls who have died in battle, show yourself!"

Buzz!

In a split second, the shadow of souls slowly appeared in the blood-red sky.

These shadows were all Grandmasters who had died in battle. They floated in the air, seemingly aimlessly, only preserving the various moves and postures they used in battle.

When they saw Su Yeh, they seemed to have finally woken up from that state.

"King Su Long!" A Grandmaster recognized Su Yeh and slowly drifted over.

"It's King Su Long who has returned. He has returned." These martial grandmasters seemed to have an obsession to wait until Su Yeh returned to see him.

Su Yeh stood in the blood formation and didn't walk out. On one hand, this blood formation summoned these souls, and on the other hand, it concealed the qi and blood in his body. This way, these souls wouldn't be destroyed.

"Young master!"

Suddenly, two old voices came from the front.

Su Yeh looked over and his body trembled. He found that it was Black Rakshasa and White Yaksha. Their souls were also here, and there was a phantom sword in White Yaksha's chest.

"All of you have been sacrificed." Su Yeh's voice was a little hoarse.

"Young master, you have returned. We can go now with peace of mind." Black Rakshasa said in a deep voice.

Su Yeh looked at these familiar faces and clenched his fist. "Since I have returned, I will not let you all die. I have a way to revive you in the future, but this process will be very painful. Are you willing to give it a try? "

As soon as these words were spoken, these souls were all shocked and immediately released waves of black gas.

They knew that they were already dead, so how could they come back to life? However, these words came from the mouth of Dragon King Su, they really believed it.

"You, what did you say? You have a way to revive us?" Immediately, a group of souls approached the blood formation.

Although they did not have physical bodies, one could clearly see the huge shock that appeared on their excited and blurry faces.

What was more exciting than suddenly hearing that they could be revived after death?

Su Yeh immediately took out a hairpin and stretched it forward. He gestured and said, "This is a magical tree that can nourish the soul. It can also nourish the soul. It can also nourish the soul. Your souls are powerful and can quickly condense into the soul. Naturally, they can all be hidden inside. After hiding inside, you will not disappear from the world. Of course, if I can't find more Soul Nurturing Wood in the short term, or if I don't find a suitable body for you to be reborn, I'm afraid... you'll all become malicious spirits."

"We are willing to, regardless of what kind of malicious spirit it is. We are willing!"

"To be honest, I do not wish to be resurrected. I just want to take a look at my newly born grandson. I still have a lot of things that I have yet to say. I still want to see my family. Su Dragon King, you can help us. Right? We don't want to die with regrets. "

" Yes, I was too selfish in the past. I only cared about my own cultivation. If I can be resurrected, I still want to do more things for my family. Even if there is a glimmer of hope, we still have to give it a try. " Immediately, many souls expressed that they were willing to give it a try.

They truly desired this opportunity too much.

Su Yeh couldn't bear it. In fact, ordinary corpses wouldn't allow these souls to be reborn. Unless they could find the purest corpse without any injuries. With the help of the "Great Art of Resurrection," one of the souls could be reborn.

However, there were so many souls in front of them, and there seemed to be more than a hundred of them. Where could they find so many corpses?

If a Soul Nurturing Wood and a Soul Nurturing Wood were to nurture these souls, these souls would only become malicious spirits in the future.

Su Yeh didn't want these dead grandmasters to disappear just like that. He said, "If you trust me, then enter this Soul Resting hairpin!"

Su Yeh struck a Soul Restoring Dao Art on the hairpin, then threw it into the void. The souls of those grandmasters swarmed in, and in a few breaths, only Black Rakshasa and White Yaksha were left.

White Yaksha suddenly said, "Young master, we obtained a secret manual in the past, and it also mentioned the soul nurturing technique. This kind of technique is against the Heavenly Dao. If you force us to stay, I'm afraid you will have to bear the blame."

Su Yeh looked at them and said solemnly, "I believe in the Heavenly Dao, but in the end, the Heavenly Dao made me pay a heavy price. Now, I'm more willing to believe in myself. You may enter the hairpin, but leave the rest to me."

" Yes, Young Master! " Even though the black and white elders had become souls, they were still respectful towards Su Yeh.

After bowing, they turned into two streams of black gas and entered the hairpin.

Su Yeh checked again but did not find any souls. Only then did he walk out of the blood array and put away the hairpin.

The sky that was originally like a bloody mist had finally returned to normal. Only a few dozen spear lights were still hanging in the air.

Su Yeh was a little surprised. From these spear lights, it looked like the mysterious Xuanji Umbrella of the Northern Dragon Feather. But why did the Northern Dragon Feather cultivate to such a realm?

Su Yeh thought for a while and stopped thinking about it.

Just as he was about to walk towards the stronghold, he suddenly heard a loud heartbeat sound coming from the distant Forest of Death.

"Sky Burying Coffin."

Only now did Su Yeh remember that he had left the Heaven Burying Coffin not far away. He had been chasing after Mr. Jiang all the way to the Land of Nirvana, but he had never gotten the coffin back.1

He finally arrived in front of the Heaven Burying Coffin and found that the coffin was corroding the land, turning everything within ten meters into a pitch-black color.

Su Yeh walked over and could also feel the savage and violent Qi, as if the darkest thing was being suppressed in the coffin.

Even with Su Yeh's cultivation base, he felt dizzy and nauseous.

Su Yeh knew that the coffin must not be kept in this place forever.

Then, he lifted the coffin up once again. Initially, he thought that he wouldn't have much true qi left, and that he would consume a lot of energy. However, he didn't expect it to be so weightless. This feeling was extremely special, and it wasn't because the Heaven Burying Coffin had become lighter. It was that when he carried the Heaven Burying Coffin, it became more relaxed, as if it was a divine artifact weighing ten thousand jin. It was as if it was being held by its owner in one hand.

Su Yeh did not think too much about it. He still had to rush back.

While thinking about it, he continued to use the Yin Yang Cauldron to separate the coffin from the Yin Yang and hid it.

Only then did he return to the stronghold with peace of mind.

This time, the "Innate Spirit Refining Pill" that he had spent a huge amount of money to buy in the Void Marketplace could finally be put to use.

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