novelhk Chapter 713 Dismantling the Holy Spirit Flag
Chapter 713 Dismantling the Holy Spirit Flag
Chapter 713 Dismantling the Holy Spirit Flag
"Who is it?" Fire Phoenix Douluo hurriedly looked in the direction from which the blue light had flown, but only managed to catch a closing spatial rift.
Fire Phoenix Douluo recalled his martial soul, and the fire phoenix flapped its wings and flew towards her, transforming back into the Fire Phoenix Sword and returning to her hand.
Xu Tianyuan's head and body fell heavily to the ground, raising a small cloud of dust.
Orange slowly walked forward, looked at Xu Tianyuan's head with its eyes wide open in death, and coldly said, "Your blood is red too, so there's nothing different about it."
"Take care of it. The first crime scene is Qinglin City, which has been turned into hell."
"Understood, boss!" Shadow Rat walked over with two Fire Phoenix soldiers and quickly took care of the situation.
"Ju Zi, what about that person just now?" Fire Phoenix Douluo asked worriedly, scanning left and right with his full range of senses, but he found nothing.
Ju Zi took out the ice flower headdress from her bosom. When she first touched it, it felt warm and smooth like jade, but before, it just felt ordinary to the touch.
"Grandma Fire Phoenix, it's alright. A haughty little monster who doesn't want to show his face has secretly helped us," Orange said with a smile, pressing the ice flower headdress close to her face.
When Ye Nanxiao crossed the spatial rift and returned to the border of the Star Luo Empire, everyone was already waiting for him.
Elder Xuan squatted on the ground drinking wine, while Shattered Star Douluo stood silently to the side. Among them were a mountain of black-robed evil soul masters.
"By counting, there should be no one missing." Old Xuan shook his wine gourd. His tattered clothes were stained with blood, but he was unharmed.
"Alright, everyone take a break. I'll pry them open." Ye Nanxiao produced a black briefcase.
"A torture device?" asked Shattered Star Douluo.
Since they've pried open his mouth, torture is inevitable.
Ye Nanxiao nodded slightly, opened the briefcase with one hand, revealing the exquisite and small torture instruments inside. "How about we learn from each other? I'm curious about the White Tiger Legion's interrogation techniques."
"No," Dai Hao said. "The White Tiger Legion's interrogation methods are all ordinary. If we really want to exchange skills, we should learn from the death row in Star Luo City."
"Then I'll make a fool of myself!" Ye Nanxiao asked Duke White Tiger for a wooden house and had the White Tiger soldiers carry the evil soul masters one by one into the small wooden house.
The cabin was simple, but with Elder Xuan outside, Ye Nanxiao wasn't worried about being spied on. The suitcase was just a souvenir he had taken from Li Yuanren to cover his tracks.
The real way to open someone's mouth is to search their soul.
With the Soul-Shaking Bell hovering above his head, Ye Nanxiao's eyes were filled with a hazy gray, and his entire aura became extremely cold.
"Show your soul."
The evil spirit master, whose hands and feet were pierced by several ice spikes and fixed to a chair, suddenly opened his eyes, his whole body convulsed, and then he fell silent.
He didn't just die; his soul was captured.
The same scarlet, foul-smelling soul was immediately subjected to a set of Hellish Eighteen Touches by Ye Nanxiao.
"Stubbornness will only bring you more suffering. Next, you'll face mountains of knives, seas of fire, boiling oil, and the hell of hungry ghosts!"
The evil spirit master's eyes widened, and he writhed wildly like a maggot.
"You haven't asked me what I need to say yet!"
Ignoring the evil soul master's last words, Ye Nanxiao stretched out his hands, his ten fingers moving in rapid succession as if weaving, with soul magic dancing on them, while he chanted ancient and obscure incantations.
The Soul-Shocking Bell spat out a large number of soul fragments, which transformed into a river of stars and merged into Ye Nanxiao's hands.
Having obtained the soul fragments of nearly three legion squads in one go, Ye Nanxiao became quite wealthy with such a large amount of energy. He didn't know what form the Soul-Shaking Bell could evolve into; perhaps it would be a bottomless pit.
After careful consideration, Ye Nanxiao decided to divide the harvest into three parts: one part to upgrade the Soul-Shocking Bell, and the other two parts to construct a new soul weapon.
He just got an inspiration.
"The Spirit God's Illusionary Prison Tower!"
An exquisite little tower with eight layers of structure materialized in Ye Nanxiao's hands. It was a reappearance of the memories of the Blue Star Flower Family buried deep in his mind. Four layers of the tower were carved with flowers, birds, insects, snakes, tigers roaring, dragons howling, mountains, rivers, plants, and the sun, moon, and stars, while the other four layers were filled with wailing demons in hell. Lanterns hung on the eaves of each layer, with faint flames flickering among them.
Upon closer inspection, the images of the demons on the lower four levels appear to have transformed into figures struggling desperately in hell.
"The upper four levels are for ferrying souls, the lower four levels are for killing souls, the Spirit God Illusionary Prison, and the Hell of a Single Thought." Ye Nanxiao did not forget that his soul magic also had a one-stop service for deliverance. Those wronged souls who died unjustly could not be allowed to linger in the world and could not enter the cycle of reincarnation to become lonely ghosts.
If a wronged soul wandering in the world in agony falls into the hands of an evil spirit master, it will be transformed into a new vengeful spirit.
The small tower absorbed the two portions of energy that Ye Nanxiao had collected from the Imperial Dragon Camp, but it remained illusory, as if it could be blown away by the wind at any moment.
Ye Nanxiao frowned slightly, not expecting that two portions of energy were still not enough. He took the Soul-Shocking Bell from above his head, enlarged it, and threw the illusory small tower into it.
After the small tower entered the Soul-Shocking Bell, it spontaneously began to absorb the energy inside the Soul-Shocking Bell.
The energy stored inside the Soul-Shaking Bell was quickly absorbed by the small tower.
It wasn't until the third portion of energy was completely absorbed that the small tower finally condensed. Just like when the Soul-Shaking Bell was first born, it was dilapidated, with some parts so ethereal that it was only a thin membrane.
The Soul-Shocking Bell absorbed the stored energy, shook its body, and flung out the small tower, the action seemingly carrying a hint of disdain.
The little tower nestled against Ye Nanxiao's shoulder, slowly rotating and emitting soft, water-like ripples of light.
"There's no energy to support your huge appetite right now, but you'll be able to fill your stomach soon." Ye Nanxiao touched the tower's body, feeling the "hunger" that the tower was constantly transmitting.
"You've got a feast right in front of you, so get to work!" Ye Nanxiao stretched out his finger and gently rubbed the body of the Spirit God Illusionary Prison Tower.
The Spirit God Illusionary Prison Tower swayed slightly twice and flew towards the evil soul master in front of it.
The Soul-Shocking Bell hovered steadily above Ye Nanxiao's head, like a favored eldest son looking at his youngest son who had to do chores.
The Spirit God Illusionary Prison Tower flew to the Evil Soul Master's head, growing to twice its size. With its base aligned with the top of the Evil Soul Master's head, a beam of light, like a laser, instantly pierced through the Evil Soul Master's head.
Immediately afterwards, a scarlet soul was pulled out and dragged into the bottom of the tower.
The four lower floors of the tower lit up instantly, and the demons on the patterns let out a silent cheer.
"These aren't evil spirits, they're clearly the Ox-Head and Horse-Face gods!" Ye Nanxiao could see the souls of the evil soul masters being tortured in the Spirit God Illusionary Prison Tower, and the hell formed by the power of the tower itself, which contained these two model workers of the underworld.
However, this was only based on Ye Nanxiao's imagination and did not possess great supernatural powers like the two in the legend.
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The evil spirit master's soul didn't last long; his defenses were breached on the first level.
After Ye Nanxiao finished searching the soul and left only important clues, he threw the evil soul master's soul back in, turning it into soul energy to replenish the Spirit God Illusionary Prison Tower.
The Spirit God Illusionary Tower emitted a joyful buzz and flew to Ye Nanxiao's neck, like a kitten eager for a cuddle.
"when!"
The Soul-Shaking Bell emitted a resounding chime, shattering the Spirit God Illusionary Prison Tower.
"Buzz!"
Ye Nanxiao grabbed one in each hand, stuffed them into his pocket, threw out the evil spirit master who had collapsed into a puddle of mud, and replaced him with the next invitee.
"You two, stop playing around and get back to work! The sooner we finish, the sooner we can call it a day!"
After placing the Spirit God Illusionary Prison Tower over there and letting it operate on its own, Ye Nanxiao turned his gaze to the Holy Spirit Flag.
"Fourth brother, do you have any ideas?"
Ye Nanxiao summoned Little Ye No. 4, who is the most skilled with soul tools among his current clones.
"A flag that lacks aesthetic appeal—I have no interest in this; a Mozart wine glass would be far better."
"Alright, I asked you to give your opinion, not about whether this flag looks good or not. Also, there's no Mozart in this world, so get to work." Ye Nanxiao took out two sets of astronaut protective suits and dressed himself and Xiao Ye No. 4.
While the astronaut protective suits, capable of shielding against extreme heat and explosions, may not be effective against the Holy Spirit Flag, which can control and manipulate souls, wearing one is still better than not wearing one.
Xiao Ye No. 4 instantly got to work, taking out one piece of research equipment after another from Ye Nanxiao's storage ring. Fortunately, the small wooden house given by Duke Baihu was quite spacious, and they didn't need many research devices.
Ye Nanxiao took out a set of exquisite dismantling tools, two frost hands grew from his back, and the Soul-Shocking Bell above his head emitted a faint halo, like a layer of phosphorus powder falling down.
Frosty hands also sprouted from Xiao Ye No. 4's back. He nodded to Ye Nanxiao, picked up the delicate fire nozzle in his hand, and began to disassemble the Holy Spirit Flag.
The exquisite craftsmanship of the Holy Spirit Flag exceeded Ye Nanxiao's imagination. The seemingly soft silk cloth was actually composed of a large number of tiny and soft rare metals. What kind of exquisite technique could make rare metals with limited softness flutter in the wind like silk cloth?
Under the suppression and cover of the Soul-Shocking Bell, the dismantling of Xiao Ye No. 4 went surprisingly smoothly, and the countermeasures launched by the dismantling of the Holy Spirit Flag were all intercepted by the Soul-Shocking Bell.
Mental paralysis, wailing spirits, the lamentation of ten thousand ghosts, and the illusion of resentment—Ye Nanxiao felt a chill run down his spine. He hadn't expected so many tricks to be hidden within the Holy Spirit Flag. If his soul magic hadn't improved to a certain extent, he might have ended up in the same sorry state as last time.
"The outer shell is done, now it's just the core. Be prepared, we might see that final boss again." Xiao Ye No. 4 tossed aside the broken tools in his hand and took out a new set of tools.
"To use such a flimsy flag with rare, corrosive metals—that's truly a genius!"
Xiao Ye No. 4 seemed to have thought of something, turned to look at Ye Nanxiao, and stared straight at him.
Ye Nanxiao naturally understood what his own head was thinking, and crossed his hands in front of his chest. "What?! Going to become Ye Xishui's disciple will get us killed instantly. How many levels have you even reached before going to face the big boss?"
Xiao Ye No. 4 pursed her lips, sighed softly, and the worry between her brows deepened.
"It's coming!"
Xiao Ye No. 4 dropped the pliers in his hand, and ice spikes grew from his index and middle fingers. He aimed them at the part of the Holy Spirit Flag near the flagpole and quickly stabbed it out.
"Hiss hiss hiss!"
A faint noise arose, and the Holy Spirit Banner was tinged with a dark green color, which then burst open completely two seconds later.
Ye Nanxiao was prepared. He made a hand seal with one hand, and the Soul-Shocking Bell suddenly grew larger, covering the two of them.
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