Chapter 817: Yang Qing Forms the Nascent Soul!
Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations
After entering the Realm of Terminated Yin, Yang Qing’s peacefulness turned into loneliness. He did not seem to possess any emotions of a normal person anymore.
Whereas as he entered the Realm of Cataclysmic Yang, he revealed himself to be domineering and maniacal. He possessed a repressive power that signified the apocalypse. This caused the cultivator in white to be extremely scared.
The cultivator in white snorted, "Even if your entire person changes, you are still in the Aurous Core Stage. Even if you can win us, you cannot win someone who is in the Immortal Soul Stage. Finding King Qinguang will only lead to your death!"
Yang Qing turned his head slightly and the destructive aura around his body surged again.
The cultivator in white looked at the Yin-Yang Soul-Dissipating Drum that had been repressed by Yue Hongyan, "If she was not repressing the drum, my magic treasure will be able to hold you down!"
"If the three of us combine forces, even if we can’t win you, we won’t let you gain the upper hand too!"
The burning flames around Yang Qing’s body started to extinguish and he returned to his original look. He looked at the cultivator in white calmly and did not say much either.
In the next instant, in void space, there was a subtle flashing of lightning.
The cultivator in white was stunned. After that, his expression changed as he looked at Yang Qing with a complex look on his face.
Yang Qing sat on his knees opposite him. As he sat in mid-space, the Grand Sun Primordial Fire and Grand Moon Primordial Water surrounded him.
A crack appeared in void space. The brutal yet miraculous Void Lightning Tribulations had arrived.
Everyone was shocked as they looked at the bolts and bolts of lightning striking Yang Qing. With Yue Hongyan, and Kang Nanhua around, the cultivator in white did not dare to interfere too. He could only watch as Yang Qing overcome the Void Lightning Tribulations.
He hoped that Yang Qing failed, "Just now, as he fought us, he might have looked mighty. But I can see that his powers have been greatly expended. Now that he is forcefully overcoming the Void Lightning Tribulations, he will only harm himself and he shall die!"
But as time passed, the expression of the cultivator in white turned more and more ghastly. That was because he discovered that Yang Qing was approaching the end of the process and he was about to succeed.
The last few bolts of lightning were the only hope that the cultivator had. But his hope was diminishing slowly.
When the last bolt of lightning struck, Yang Qing’s body jerked intensely. After that, a clear light flashed above his head. An Aurous Core flashing with purple light appeared. The Aurous Core was filled with cracks, but it was not being destroyed. On the other hand, it seemed to have gained new life.
The Aurous Core shone brightly and an infant sat on his knees in the radiance. He looked just like Yang Qing when he was young. It was his Nascent Soul.
Yang Qing’s Nascent Soul was half black and half white. It looked extremely weird, but contained the miraculous concept of the combination of Yin and Yang.
Yue Hongyan revealed a gentle smile on her face, "Congratulations Fifth Junior on forming the Nascent Soul."
Kang Nanhua was also comforted as he saw this scene. He nodded his head, "Yang Qing, congratulations on forming the Nascent Soul."
Zhao Huan was dazed for a moment before he cheered. He bowed respectfully, "Congratulations Fifth Junior Uncle on forming the Nascent Soul and reaching the Nascent Soul Stage!"
Zhou Yuncong mumbled, "Mas…Master, congratulations."
The bunch of them from the Celestial Sect of Wonders were excited, whereas the cultivator in white robe was dejected. He watched as Yang Qing slowly retract the Nascent Soul into his head.
Yang Qing looked a little pale. Before he overcame the Void Lightning Tribulations, his powers were indeed a little weak. Now that he had formed the Nascent Soul, he was in a period of weakness.
He was not provoked by the words of the cultivator in white. Rather, after Fang Ting converted to gravel, and after he battled against the Crimson God-Terminating Formation and the previous battles before that, Yang Qing’s energy reached a peak state. In an instant, this energy was unleashed.
Under such a state, he had absolute confidence in overcoming the Void Lightning Tribulations. Although he was weak after the process, he understood a lot about the way of the Heavens and Earth during the process of overcoming the Void Lightning Tribulations. When he pushed for the Intermediate Stage of the Nascent Soul Stage and even the Immortal Soul Stage in the future, his path would be much smoother.
Moreover, to the current him, he was not too bothered about his weakness after overcoming the Void Lightning Tribulations.
As the Nascent Soul flashed with flowing light, it nourished Yang Qing’s flesh and soul, allowing him to recover from his state of weakness.
Right now, Yang Qing comprehended the way of the Heavens and Earth through the Heavenly Classic of the Way’s Virtue. His understanding of Yin and Yang had reached a higher level.
Yang Qing’s powers recovered steadily, which was particularly shocking.
In just an instant, the paleness from his face had disappeared. He stood up and nodded his head at Yue Hongyan and the others.
As he stood up, the void space around started to tremble a little.
Yang Qing maintained his expression and looked at the cultivator in white. He asked, "Whether I can fight Zhang Lie or not, it’s my problem. You just have to answer me."
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"Zhang Lie, where is he?"
Although his voice sounded very gentle, the cultivator in white felt a slight jolt in his spirit from Yang Qing’s voice.
He looked at Yang Qing before looking at Yue Hongyan & Kang Nanhua. He eventually sighed, "I really don’t know where King Qinguang is. We are just following his orders. He is so elusive that we don’t even know where to find him."
Yang Qing nodded his head and did not continue interrogating. The Grand Sun Primordial Fire around his body lit up again. Following that, the fire converted into a white fire and black smoke, as Yang Qing returned to the Realm of Cataclysmic Yang again.
The cultivator in white roared in dejection. He revealed his Cosmic Form, wanting to challenge Yang Qing. But all this was in vain. After overcoming the Void Lightning Tribulations, while Yang Qing’s powers were not fully restored, he was not easily defeated either.
Kang Nanhua watched this scene calmly and turned to look at both Yue Hongyan & the Yin-Yang Soul-Dissipating Drum, "The cultivators from the Hall of the Dead have killed many. There’s no point in keeping them alive. Let’s not keep this magic treasure too. Otherwise, it will only burden the Seven Merciless Stars Armor, which will hinder our search for Zhang Lie."
As an Immortal Soul Stage cultivator cultivated a magic treasure, the magic treasure would be unable to cut the connection between itself and the cultivator. Unless the magic treasure was in the Mahayana realm.
Whereas if a cultivator below the Immortal Soul Stage cultivated a magic treasure, the magic treasure would have a great degree of autonomy. Although cutting the connection between itself and the cultivator was troublesome, it was not impossible.
Yue Hongyan lowered her hand to look at the Yin-Yang Soul-Dissipating Drum and laughed coldly, "I have the same idea too. I will like to trouble Elder Kang to lend me a hand."
After she finished saying, the Seven Merciless Stars Armor flashed with radiance. The golden Pole-Ax in the hands of Yue Hongyan attacked the drum without any hesitation.
The drum was both shocked and furious. At this point, the drum was petrified, "They are so determined to kill King Qinguang?!"
They were willing to forgo a magic treasure to ensure that they had the fullest ability to deal with Zhang Lie!
The Yin-Yang Soul-Dissipating Drum wanted to struggle, but Kang Nanhua had already lent a hand to Yue Hongyan. Very soon, Yang Qing also came to help.
Without an owner to summon it, the Yin-Yang Soul-Dissipating Drum unleashed very limited powers. Facing Yue Hongyan, Kang Nanhua and Yang Qing, it could only watch as its original soul was destroyed.
They then kept the drum. Yue Hongyan looked at the sky in the distance and her gaze transcended void space. It landed on a huge black light ball. She said in a deep voice, "Let’s go find Third Senior and Sikong You."
Yang Qing nodded his head, "We can’t determine the exact location, but Zhang Lie must be somewhere around. He must be preparing to attack Sikong You."
Although Kang Nanhua was also filled with killing intent, he restrained himself. He did not make a move directly and held the fort for both Yue Hongyan and Yang Qing on one side. At the same time, he blocked off the route between where they were and the Void Battleground, to prevent anything from the external world from disrupting the situation in the world that they were in.
He looked at the black light ball and said, "Let’s go."
The bunch of them flew towards the black light ball.
Right now, inside the world of the black light ball, there were countless ghostly figures. They cried in horror as they surrounded Wang Lin, attacking him.
These ghosts were not the average ghosts. They were all extremely ferocious. This was the Nightly Ghost Grand Formation that Sikong You had developed for years. It was like a huge roulette that trapped the enemies inside the formation.
But Wang Lin’s River of Forgetfulness, Road to River Styx and the Life and Death World were all good in curbing ghostly spells. The ghosts which were weaker were cleansed as they were stained by the River Styx Primordial Water.
A large number of ghosts were grabbed by the white claws extending out from the Road to River Styx and pulled in, causing them to be buried.
The door of the Life and Death World opened, converting into a world of hell. This hell engulfed the more powerful ghosts, causing their connection with Sikong You to snap.
Even the Nightly Ghost Grand Formation was helpless against Wang Lin.
The ghosts from the formation could only find trouble with the Immortal Soul Stage cultivator from the Heavenly Gods-Sealing Banner. But Wang Lin was experienced. He sent Yu Xintao and Cao Wei’s Immortal Soul into the banner. After that, he replaced them with the Immortal Souls of two Hall of the Dead Envoys, enabling them to deal with the ghosts along with the previous King Qinguang.
That two Hall of the Dead Envoys released a chaotic, deathly gas, counteracting the ghostly spells along with the previous King Qinguang. Although they were not as powerful as Wang Lin, they were not afraid of the attack of the formation.
Whereas Wang Lin directly faced Sikong You and his two Divine Ghosts.
For most cultivators that possessed ghostly cultivations, besides their own body, they placed a part of their powers on the ghosts that they cultivated. For many of them, without these ghosts, they were just like toothless tigers.
These two Divine Ghosts of Sikong You were cultivated by him after many years. The both of them were close to the realm of the Immortal Soul Stage. They were not easily curbed by Wang Lin and could battle him with all their powers.
Whereas Sikong You was different from most other ghostly cultivators, as he did not rely solely on the ghosts that he cultivated. He had his own set of spells that he was good in, as well as many other spells from the Hall of the Dead. After all, he was in the Immortal Soul Second Level. His spells and powers were frightening.
In this case, although there were the ex-King Qinguang and the two other Immortal Soul Stage cultivators against them, Wang Lin was still at a disadvantage without a magic treasure with him as he battled Sikong You.
But Wang Lin remained indifferent and dealt with it maturely. He neutralized the ferocious and weird spells that Sikong You exhibited.
As Sikong You hid in darkness, his voice seemed to be everywhere, "Most ghostly cultivators choose to cultivate spiritual ghosts and keep on powering them up. But I use the ghostly arts as my foundation."
"Controlling the fear of people is the most powerful ghostly art around."