71: Blood Soul Guidance, Extreme Sublimation

Lin Yongrong was already trapped within the combined Formation of the Hidden Trace Formation and the Grass and Trees as Soldiers Formation.

The clouds and mist emanating from the thousand-year cloud mist tea had the function of obscuring vision and isolating Divine Sense probes, making it impossible for Lin Yongrong to discern his direction.

Furthermore, he would constantly collide with energy shields; even with his full-power attacks, he couldn't Breakthrough the light purple energy shields.

The Soul-Seizing Ash Python now began to regret why it had so rashly entered the Formation's range.

Suddenly, the sound of Yao Beasts galloping came from a distance.

A large group of Yao Beasts was on their way.

“Lin Yongrong” showed a look of joy; as a third-order Yao Beast, a slight display of its pressure would make all these Yao Beasts obey its commands.

Although this wouldn't reach the scale of a beast tide, combined, they would be a powerful force, perhaps capable of breaking the Formation.

“Hiss, hiss, hiss!”

A series of snake-like Yao Beast hisses came from “Lin Yongrong's” mouth.

The sound was not loud, but it spread over a long distance.

The Yao Beasts approaching from afar received the message from the third-order Yao Beast and began to become organized and disciplined, forming a combined force to impact the light purple shield.

Meanwhile, Lin Yongmao, who was inside the Formation, found that the consumption rate of Mid-Grade Spirit Stones was accelerating.

Fortunately, he had a Small Spirit Stone Mine; otherwise, the Mid-Grade Spirit Stones would have run out by now.

Lin Yongmao wore a wry smile. His original intention for attracting the Yao Beasts was to create chaos, but unexpectedly, it became a boon for Lin Yongrong.

“Second Uncle!”

Lin Yongmao's eyes lit up again as he saw Lin Yumo currently outside the Formation.

Lin Yumo had hidden his cultivation, but in reality, he was at the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment, something Lin Yongmao had known for a long time.

Moreover, Lin Yumo had always shown him great care, and Lin Yongmao had a very good impression of him.

Seeing the Yao Beasts breaking the Formation, Lin Yumo immediately understood the situation. He shouted into the Formation, “Yongmao, are you inside?”

Lin Yongmao, however, did not respond immediately, as the current situation was somewhat awkward.

If he were to invite Lin Yumo into Thousand-Pinnacle Cliff, many of his secrets would be known by his Second Uncle. His parents were one thing, but he couldn't fully trust his Second Uncle yet.

Fortunately, Lin Yumo was not in any immediate life danger, so he decided to leave him be for now.

Once danger arose, he would certainly activate the Formation to assist.

Seeing no response, Lin Yumo did not leave directly. Since all the Yao Beasts had gathered here, it was even more convenient for him to clear them out.

As for Lin Yumo and Lin Yongrong not meeting, Lin Yongrong was now trapped by the Formation, and without Lin Yongmao deactivating it, the two could not communicate at all.

The Soul-Seizing Ash Python, residing within Lin Yongrong's body, felt increasingly strained. It had attempted to break the Formation many times in a row.

However, the dense clouds and mist could not be dispersed. It was a mental-attribute Yao Beast, and if it launched a surprise mental attack, even a Golden Core True Person would not fare well.

But now, it felt like it had strength with nowhere to apply it, as if deeply mired in a swamp.

Now was actually the time to compete in attrition, to see who would fall first.

If Lin Yongmao's Mid-Grade Spirit Stones were depleted and the Thousand-Year Purple Jade Fruit Tree completely lost its vitality, then the Formation would break on its own without attack.

But if Lin Yongrong and the Soul-Seizing Ash Python's demonic/spiritual power was exhausted, then the ultimate winner would be Lin Yongmao.

The Soul-Seizing Ash Python controlled Lin Yongrong's body, constantly trying to shatter the light purple shield, but that thin layer of shield, made of energy, was ceaseless.

Although the shield would deform, it would quickly recover, appearing no different from before.

With the Soul-Seizing Ash Python's spiritual body controlling Lin Yongrong's Physical Body, it could at least unleash the strength of a Middle Stage Foundation Establishment, yet it still couldn't break the Formation.

Lin Yongmao seemed to have used some secret art to conceal his aura, and the Soul-Seizing Ash Python's Divine Sense constantly swept the surroundings but failed to find any trace of Lin Yongmao.

Due to the obstruction of the dense fog, the range of Divine Sense diffusion was also extremely limited.

As time passed, Lin Yongmao had already begun to shift from defense to offense.

The energy shield was not merely for defense, but began to be used for trapping the enemy.

The thick clouds and mist churned and rolled within Thousand-Pinnacle Cliff, and the Soul-Seizing Ash Python, controlling Lin Yongrong's body, let out a piercing hiss in the maze.

The pressure of the third-order Yao Beast spread through the cracks in the Formation, and the beast horde, originally attracted by the Red Jade Ganoderma, suddenly turned and frantically crashed into the light purple shield.

Although the Thousand-Year Purple Jade Fruit Tree could convert Spiritual Qi, under the impact of the beast tide, the consumption rate of Spirit Stones had far exceeded expectations.

“This Physical Body can't hold on anymore…”

The Soul-Seizing Ash Python secretly fumed. Lin Yongrong's Meridians were rupturing and bleeding due to excessive demonic power.

It abruptly ceased controlling the beast horde and condensed its remaining demonic power into a gray-black sharp cone, directly piercing what it believed to be the weakest point of the energy shield!

“Crack!”

The shield cracked into a spiderweb of fissures. Lin Yongmao's throat sweetened, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

His mind was connected to the Formation, and as the Formation suffered damage, he also experienced a partial backlash.

Lin Yongmao quickly ran to the vicinity of the Naling Ancient Well, striking a spell into it. The well water, carrying pure spiritual power, poured into the Formation Plate, and the cracks healed instantly.

The Naling Ancient Well continuously gushed Mid-Grade spiritual spring water, which could also be converted into pure Spiritual Qi.

However, Lin Yongmao's face was already as pale as paper.

The Soul-Seizing Ash Python keenly captured the spiritual power fluctuation, and its gray eyes burst forth with a faint light: “I found you!”

Lin Yongmao's swift movement just now had stirred up astonishing spiritual power, exposing his position.

Lin Yongrong's right arm suddenly twisted and mutated, transforming into a giant python phantom with scales curling.

The giant python phantom, taking advantage of the energy shield not yet fully solidified, passed through the shield's opening and directly pounced towards the source of spiritual power from before, which was near the Naling Ancient Well.

At this critical moment, a leaf-shaped Flying Sword flew out from Lin Yongmao's sleeve.

The leaf-shaped Flying Sword began to enlarge under the control of the Spirit Wood Art. The originally ten-inch leaf-shaped Flying Sword instantly became fifty inches.

The python phantom gnawed at the leaf-shaped Flying Sword, emitting a harsh grinding sound, with sparks flying everywhere.

It was a pity that no Geng Metal Qi had been collected; otherwise, the sharpness of the leaf-shaped Flying Sword could have advanced another level.

According to the Attribute Panel's prompt, the evolution of the sword soul grass relied on Geng Metal Qi.

Just as the Soul-Seizing Ash Python was fully concentrating on controlling the giant python phantom, a large number of roots emerged from underground, tightly coiling around it.

These were the roots of hundred-year and thousand-year spiritual plants.

The Soul-Seizing Ash Python realized something was wrong and was about to retreat, but the sword light of the leaf-shaped Flying Sword had already transformed into a river of stars, shredding the python phantom inch by inch.

And from within Lin Yongrong's body came a mournful snake hiss: “This Physical Body should unleash its final value.”

Blood Soul Guide

It was still a secret art that consumed the Origin of life. Lin Yongrong's body underwent extreme sublimation, and his aura surged wildly in a short period, actually reaching the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment.

Blood-red light burst from his body, and his hands and feet directly exploded, the astonishing explosive force destroying many of the Thousand-Year spiritual plant roots.

Lin Yongmao felt a pang of heartache.

Abandoning the Physical Body, a wisp of gray smoke fled in a hurry, but was once again enveloped by a cage of vines; this was the Soul-Seizing Ash Python's spiritual body.

Lin Yongmao's Attribute Panel immediately scanned the information of this spiritual body.