Chapter 1264: Calling Out Names

Bastard!

The saints of Senluo Hall were all furious, and the other experts of Senluo Hall were in utter disarray. Those who hadn't been caught in the indiscriminate Wan Jian Chao Zong attack quickly fled thousands of zhang away, not wanting to be struck again.

Attack!Continue the attack!

The Senluo Hall saints roared in anger, personally taking control of the assault formation.

Do you think Heaven's Court has none?

Ye Chen snorted coldly. At the very center of the Jiu Long Gong Tian, atop the highest peak, another massive Xu Tian Jue Sha Array had been set up.

This array was Heaven's Court's most domineering attack formation, based on the momentum of Jiu Long Gong Tian, enhanced by Long Yi's modifications and the array diagrams and patterns from the Tai Xu Ancient Dragon lineage. Its power was extraordinarily overbearing.

Ye Chen showed great resolve, sacrificing ten million yuan shi to activate the Jue Sha Array. The array instantly revived, unleashing devastating forces that ravaged the area. Under Ye Chen's personal control, it targeted a red-haired saint from Senluo Hall, firing a beam of divine light surrounded by nine-colored radiance. The power was utterly destructive.

The red-haired saint's expression changed in shock, hastily summoning his natal sacred weapon to block in front of him—a bronze shield.

Boom!

The nine-colored divine light struck the bronze shield dead on, sparking brilliant fireworks.

The bronze shield was sturdy and blocked the divine light.

However, the Senluo Hall saint suffered backlash from the impact. Along with his shield, he was sent tumbling through the void, flipping over a dozen times before stopping. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

This...!

Not only were the Senluo Hall experts stunned by this sight, but the other saints were as well.

Kill!

The red-haired saint roared in fury, his hair disheveled as he charged forward.

But before he could get close to the immortal mountain, he was once again struck by the nine-colored divine light from the Xu Tian Jue Sha Array and sent flying. This time, he flew even farther, smashing into a nearby mountain peak and collapsing it.

Kill!Kill for me!

The Senluo Hall saints erupted in rage, waving their swords and pointing them toward the Heaven's Court immortal mountain.

The Senluo Hall experts swarmed forward like a tidal wave. This time, they had learned their lesson, using their natal magical tools to protect their bodies.

Target them one by one!

Ye Chen unleashed his divine might, piling on another ten million yuan shi and pouring in his surging sacred body essence. He aimed at a quasi-saint and unleashed a second beam of nine-colored divine light, which was equally destructive.

If even saints were wounded, how could a quasi-saint withstand it? One failed to dodge in time and was obliterated on the spot.

Retreat!Retreat quickly!

A Senluo Hall saint shouted, but in the next moment, he was targeted by the nine-colored divine light and sent flying.

The Senluo Hall experts reacted like a receding tide, but instead of advancing, they were retreating.

Where do you think you're going?

Ye Chen activated the Xu Tian Jue Sha Array, firing divine light that obliterated a Senluo Hall quasi-saint, body and yuan shen alike, under the nine-colored radiance. Many surrounding Senluo Hall experts were also caught in the blast.

Long Yi and his companions weren't idle either. They worked in groups of three or five, jointly activating attack formations. Like Ye Chen, they targeted enemies one by one rather than launching broad assaults.

It was worth noting that the reincarnated people of Da Chu had impressive accuracy. As experts in sniping, they rarely missed; every beam of formation divine light they fired left someone bloody.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

The Senluo Hall army suffered heavy casualties, with blood flowers blooming one after another in the void, creating a dazzling spectacle.

The local customs here are really fierce!

The black and white saints who had been tricked into coming earlier couldn't help but click their tongues in amazement.

What kind of people are these!

Yan Lao Dao sighed in admiration. He had seen it clearly: Senluo Hall's full force of one hundred thousand cultivators was being suppressed by a group of just thirty thousand, none of whom were even quasi-saints.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Blood flowers continued to bloom, the scene still dazzling.

Watching their experts being wiped out one by one, the Senluo Hall saints felt an urge to vomit blood.

It was just that frustrating—Senluo Hall's attacks couldn't penetrate, while the enemy's could strike freely. After cultivating for over two thousand years, they had never fought such a humiliating battle.

Go!Retreat!

The Senluo Hall saints roared in anger and fled in disarray from Da Chu Star.

Looking at Senluo Hall's remnants, what was once one hundred thousand had dwindled to less than thirty thousand. None of the saint-level experts were lost, but only four of the original dozen or so quasi-saints remained. The peak Huangjing experts had suffered unknown losses from the arrays, with devastating casualties.

If you have the guts, come back!

From within the Heaven's Court immortal mountain, Ye Chen's stern and cold voice echoed.

That single sentence nearly made the Senluo Hall experts choke on their blood. Five saints, over a dozen quasi-saints, and one hundred thousand cultivators had been forced into a wretched retreat by the small Heaven's Court. There was nothing more embarrassing.

Huh?

The cultivators from all sides who had been watching from outside Da Chu Star were stunned when they saw the Senluo Hall experts fleeing.

What on earth is going on?

Everyone scratched their heads, completely baffled.

One hundred thousand reduced to just thirty thousand?

Is Heaven's Court that strong?

No wonder they dared to drive away Hua Long Sect—they had good reason to be confident!

Amid the discussions, the Senluo Hall experts fled northward in panic, but everyone knew Senluo Hall wouldn't let this go.

Not only did they know it, but Ye Chen and his group did too. However, they weren't afraid—if they couldn't win, they could always escape.

Clean up the battlefield!

Ye Chen smiled and waved his hand.

You got it!

The reincarnated people of Da Chu grinned and flew out in groups from the immortal mountain.

The ground outside the mountain was stained red with blood from the Senluo Hall experts. Seventy thousand had been wiped out, including quite a few quasi-saints, leaving behind plenty of storage bags and damaged magical tools.

The Da Chu cultivators were quite skilled at battlefield cleanup.

In their past lives, under the wise leadership of their holy lord Ye Chen, they had always looted wherever they fought.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen had already led Yan Lao Dao and Long Yi into an underground palace.

Yan Lao Dao was quite interested in Long Yi's shiny bald head, and as he looked at it, he even felt an urge to reach out and touch it—the texture seemed like it would be great.

On Long Yi's side, he was sizing up Yan Lao Dao, especially his big beard, which inexplicably made him want to grab a handful.

As they looked at each other, Long Yi rubbed his bald head while Yan Lao Dao stroked his beard. Their eyes held a deeper meaning, both having exceptionally high insight, as if they could see the extraordinary in each other.

Is there a sense of mutual admiration?

Ye Chen watched the two with interest.

It feels familiar.

Long Yi said meaningfully.

A pity we didn't meet sooner.

Yan Lao Dao replied with emphasis.

I really like you two like this.

Ye Chen said, bringing over the sealed Lin Shihu and waving his hand to release the seal. She was as frenzied as ever, afraid of everything, her delicate body trembling as she inch by inch moved toward Ye Chen until she grabbed his arm.

Don't be afraid.

Ye Chen patted Lin Shihu's jade hand. Every time he saw her like this, he felt an inexplicable pang of sorrow.

Just as you said, she's missing one soul and three spirits.

Yan Lao Dao narrowed his eyes slightly.

You're quite something! You figured it out with just one glance.

Long Yi exclaimed in surprise.

You're a remnant soul of the Tai Xu Long Di, so you should recognize my true origins.

Yan Lao Dao said leisurely. If I didn't even have this level of skill, I might as well give up.

I almost forgot about that.

Long Yi stroked his chin.

Can you two work together to fix this?

Ye Chen looked at Long Yi and Yan Lao Dao with hope.

We need your help.

To Ye Chen's surprise, Long Yi and Yan Lao Dao spoke in unison.

How should I do it?

As a remnant soul of the Tai Xu Long Di, you should know the Summoning Spirit Array.

Yan Lao Dao spoke first. The Summoning Spirit Array is profound, but it's hard to accurately find her soul in the Netherworld. So, it needs to be combined with my Chase Spirit Array, working together with the Tai Xu lineage's Summoning Spirit Array.

Get to the point.

Ye Chen said immediately.

To put it simply, we'll send your yuan shen into the Netherworld to find Shihu's soul.

Long Yi explained slowly. But this method is extremely dangerous, since the Netherworld isn't a friendly place.

Stop wasting time—let's get started.

You're so impatient.

Yan Lao Dao muttered, already pulling items from his universe bag—mostly talismans and nine ancient divine lamps covered in runes.

Long Yi wasn't idle either, constantly taking out various oddities.

Soon, the two gathered and murmured for a bit before beginning to set up the array and inscribe ancient array patterns.

Ye Chen pulled Lin Shihu aside to a comfortable spot, took out a wine flask, and after that, handed her a spirit fruit. Lin Shihu didn't refuse and kept holding onto Ye Chen's arm—she was afraid of everyone except him.

That old daoist!

Glancing at Long Yi, Ye Chen turned his attention to Yan Lao Dao, curious about his true origins.

Time passed slowly.

Until nightfall, Yan Lao Dao and Long Yi finally stopped.

By then, a massive yin-yang array had appeared in the underground palace. Long Yi's Summoning Spirit Array occupied the yang side, while Yan Lao Dao's Chase Spirit Array occupied the yin side. The two arrays complemented each other to form the yin-yang.

The two arrays were quite similar, both inscribed with ancient runes.

The difference was that the Chase Spirit Array had nine divine lamps around it.

Sit in the center!

Long Yi and Yan Lao Dao both looked at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen stood up, bringing Lin Shihu with him. He had her sit in the center of the Summoning Spirit Array, while he sat in the center of the Chase Spirit Array. With the two arrays working together, his yuan shen would carry a thread of Lin Shihu's soul into the Netherworld—this was far more targeted than the previous Summoning Spirit Array.

Yan Lao Dao lit the nine divine lamps and handed Ye Chen a talisman, his expression solemn. This talisman is for containing her soul. You only have three hours. No matter if you find her one soul and three spirits, you must return immediately.

This is the Tong Ming Divine Lamp; light it to come back.

Long Yi handed over a divine lamp and added a reminder. Don't use your cultivation in the Netherworld, or you'll attract supreme beings.

Understood.

Ye Chen nodded lightly.

Alright, activate the array!

Long Yi and Yan Lao Dao both formed seals, activating the Summoning Spirit and Chase Spirit Arrays.

The two arrays hummed and trembled, their intricate ancient runes lighting up one by one. Beams of light shot into the ethereal void, opening a vortex that connected to the desolate Netherworld.

Instantly, an aura not of this world flowed out from the vortex.

Lin Shihu's body trembled, and a wisp of her soul flew out from her brow.

Ye Chen's sacred body also shuddered, his yuan shen emerging and grasping that wisp of Lin Shihu's soul as it soared into the ethereal void. Following the beams of light, it ascended and, under their watchful eyes, entered the vortex.