noffsinger Chapter 500 Paper Doll? You dare lie to me! You damned eunuch!
Chapter 500 Paper Doll? You dare lie to me! You damned eunuch!
The patriarch of the Soul Refining Sect looked at the old eunuch who had appeared, a barely perceptible flash of bloodlust in his eyes, but a smile appeared on his face: "It's on the altar, come and get it yourself."
Chen Fan nodded, stepped into the main hall, and walked towards the altar.
Just as he bent down to retrieve those treasures!
"Buzz!"
Countless crimson runes suddenly lit up around the altar, bursting up from the ground like living things and instantly binding the clone tightly!
The crimson runes contained an extremely strange power, not an attack, but a confinement!
The physical body is imprisoned, spiritual power is imprisoned, the soul is imprisoned, and even space itself is locked!
"Hahaha! Got him!" The patriarch of the Soul Refining Sect suddenly stood up from the altar, his withered face filled with wild joy and ferocity. "Old eunuch, no matter how cunning you are, you still have to drink my foot bath water! This 'Trapping Soul Blood Talisman Array' is a trump card that I personally crafted when I was at my peak. It is specifically designed to trap the soul. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator who falls into it will not be able to escape!"
He laughed as he walked up to the imprisoned Chen Fan, his eyes filled with resentment and glee: "You think I would really make a deal with you? Naïve! Once I extract your soul and refine your spirit, and seize that supreme treasure, how long can this seal hold me? When I break free, I will surely wash Tiannan Star in blood, and make billions of lives pay for it..."
Before the word "burial" could even be uttered, a sudden change occurred!
The "Chen Fan" who was wrapped in layers of blood talismans suddenly curled up a very faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
Then, to the astonishment of the Soul Refining Sect's patriarch, "Chen Fan's" body shattered inch by inch, turning into countless pieces of paper that scattered across the sky.
A faint grayish-white aura flashed by among the scraps of paper and vanished without a trace.
Paper doll clones.
The smile on the face of the Soul Refining Sect's patriarch froze.
He stared blankly at the falling scraps of paper, the ecstasy in his eyes quickly fading, replaced by disbelief, then turning ashen, and finally transforming into boundless rage!
"Paper dolls! Paper dolls!!!" The patriarch roared to the sky, his body writhing wildly with crimson threads, tearing the walls of the hall to shreds. "Chen Fan!! You've tricked me again!!"
He was angry, he felt aggrieved, and he even felt a deep sense of humiliation.
He was a powerful cultivator in the Integration Stage, the former sect leader of the Soul Refining Sect, and a dominant figure in the demonic path ten thousand years ago.
Now, however, he is being completely outmaneuvered by an old eunuch in the Nascent Soul stage, time and time again!
"You're too cautious!! You're just a Nascent Soul cultivator!! Why are you being so cautious!! Ah!!"
The ancestor's roar echoed throughout the ruins of the Soul Refining Sect, causing the crumbling walls to tremble.
Inside the side hall, the five people, including Qinglian Daoist, looked at each other as they listened to the roar, and a strange sense of pleasure arose in their hearts.
In the void, inside the golden bowl, Chen Fan remained calm, as if everything that had just happened was a trivial matter.
He had long anticipated that the patriarch of the Soul Refining Sect would have a backup plan.
How could an old demon, sealed away for ten thousand years and filled with boundless hatred, genuinely make a deal with someone?
The treasures may be real, but the trap is even more real.
"It seems that the ancestor still hasn't learned to be honest," Chen Fan muttered to himself, then manipulated the golden bowl to head towards the eighth node.
The eighth node is located in an inconspicuous servants' quarters in the northeast corner of the Soul Refining Sect.
What appears to be an ordinary place actually contains the central hub of the entire sealing formation!
The hub connects all the nodes and is the "meridian" of the entire sealing system. If the previous seven nodes are likened to seven lamps, then this meridian hub is the wick that connects the seven lamps.
Repairing this node is the most complex task.
Chen Fan spent half a month using the essence of stillness to gradually clear the blocked meridians and reconnect the broken runes.
The process is extremely tedious, yet incredibly dangerous.
The slightest mistake could trigger a backlash from the entire sealing system.
Fortunately, the Fixed Word Technique and this sealing array share the same origin, and Chen Fan's understanding of the rules of fixed word has improved significantly in the process of repairing the first seven nodes. Although the repair is slow, it is carried out in an orderly manner.
When he completely cleared the key points of the array, the entire Soul Refining Sect ruins underwent visible changes.
The array nodes that were originally scattered in various places now resonated with each other after being connected by the hub.
The light from the seven nodes connects through the array's central hub, forming a three-dimensional sealing array that covers the entire ruins.
The array slowly rotated, emanating an ancient and heavy pressure.
Inside the crimson hall, the patriarch of the Soul Refining Sect groaned, a trickle of black blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
He sensed that the suppressive force of the seal was increasing at an alarming rate.
He could originally extend his power to a thousand feet away, but now it has been compressed to a range of five hundred feet within the main hall.
Even worse, the backlash from the seal is becoming increasingly severe.
Every time he tried to mobilize his power to fight the seal, it would bring an even stronger backlash.
His cultivation, which had already fallen to the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, showed signs of further decline due to the backlash.
"The eighth place..." The patriarch of the Soul Refining Sect gritted his teeth, but he was too weak to roar.
He sat back down on the altar, desperately urging his source energy to stabilize his cultivation, while simultaneously casting his gaze towards a certain spot in the ruins.
There, Chen Fan was heading towards the ninth node, the Genwei Mountain Pavilion.
The Gen position mountain pavilion is the "stabilizing stone" of the entire sealing formation and the most crucial of the nine nodes.
It was located directly north of the Soul Refining Sect, atop a small mountain a hundred feet high. The pavilion had long since collapsed, leaving only four crumbling walls, covered with densely packed sealing array patterns.
Unlike the other eight nodes, the array patterns on this node were not carved by humans, but were directly imprinted on this small mountain by that powerful being using the "Rules of Fixation". The entire small mountain is the sealing base.
Chen Fan stood amidst the ruins of the mountain pavilion, gazing at the rule imprints that still radiated a faint golden light, and was deeply moved.
The true meaning of stability contained in those branding marks was a thousand times more profound than the superficial knowledge he had learned from Eunuch Wei.
Each line seems to contain the ultimate truth of the universe, giving people a sense of sudden enlightenment upon seeing it.
Chen Fan did not rush to make repairs.
He sat cross-legged, immersing himself entirely in the imprints of those rules, trying to comprehend the true meaning of stillness contained within them.
Sitting there, I sat for two months, the moon reflected in the bowl.
Over the course of two months, Chen Fan absorbed the Daoist principles within those rules and imprints like a sponge.
His connection with the established rules became increasingly close, many previously ambiguous points suddenly became clear, and even the operation of the concept of life and death became smoother.
Two months later, he slowly got up and began to draw in the air with his hands.
Without reference or imitation, he simply filled in his own insights on those broken imprints of rules based on his understanding of the true meaning of determination.
This is not a simple repair, but rather a way to complete the incomplete rules of the ancient great beings.
When he completed the last line, the Genwei Mountain Pavilion suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light.
Golden light shot into the sky, merging with the light from the other eight nodes to form a nine-colored light shield covering the entire ruins of the Soul Refining Sect. Countless profound runes flowed endlessly across the shield, radiating an immense pressure that suppressed all things in heaven and earth.
This is a sign that the seal has been completely restored.