"Huh... Who am I? Who are you?!"
...
The panicked cries of over a hundred evil spirits turned into bewilderment in an instant. They even began to dance around foolishly, grinning stupidly, and even the blood spurting from their mouths couldn't stop them.
The imprisoned Nascent Souls of the cultivators were shocked. What was happening?! What kind of spell was this?!
Their minds plunged into confusion, with no powerful aura attacking them, not even a trace of a cultivator's presence. Why did these evil spirits suddenly go mad, even the Void Refinement evil spirit was affected!
The imprisoned Nascent Souls felt a chill run up their spines, fear spreading in their hearts, utterly despairing. Such methods were even more sinister than the evil spirits!
Suddenly, they too seemed to be enveloped by the Sitting Forget Talisman, their eyes gradually becoming dazed.
In their last moment of clarity, they seemed to see the figure of a peerless woman, weaving through the evil spirits, her sword gleaming like ghostly fire.
Her eyes were cold and merciless, without a trace of compassion, reaping the lives of the evil spirits from beyond the boundary. This was the last scene they saw in their blurred vision.
This woman was Nangong Heling, and the Filthy Longevity Turtle on her shoulder had blood-red eyes. Its filthy blood magical artifact was its eyes, and wherever its gaze fell, life was reaped.
One by one, the evil spirits fell powerless, their pupils contracting violently, as if witnessing the greatest terror of this world in their final moments—life being cut right before their eyes!
Above their heads, a phantom of a black jade flower gradually formed, as the blood of the fallen evil spirits was rapidly drawn away, forming a stream rushing into the sky.
Nangong Heling smiled faintly, her sword light flashing like a meteor streaking across the night sky, piercing through the bodies of the evil spirits in an instant!
Fist-sized Evil Marrow Crystals were forcibly extracted from their bodies, utilizing the evil spirits to the fullest extent. Blood, life, and essence were not wasted, leaving no room for any waste.
"Moo~~"
A cow's call echoed, and the entire mountain environment changed completely, identical to before.
Yet these evil spirits never knew... they had already entered a real environment, dying in an illusion identical to the outside world!
Little Chi stood atop the mountain, grinning slyly, as he began to use Brother Bull's incense burner to destroy the bodies, turning them into incense ash to cut off any means of tracking or investigation. This burner, he heard from Brother Bull, had been blessed by the heavens.
But all this happened within a dozen breaths, each task clearly defined, without the slightest delay, not even attracting a hint of outside attention, as there was another group of evil spirits gathered on the neighboring mountain.
What these evil spirits didn't know was that the entire star fragment had been laid with... Sitting Forget Talismans by Chen Xun!
Behind the mountain.
Black Bull rested on Chen Xun's shoulder, his eyes fixed on their Merit Ledger, adding another entry.
"Eldest brother~"
"Brother Xun, it's done!"
"Moo moo!"
"Third sister, fourth brother, stinky turtle, well done. This is the battlefield beyond the boundary, we cannot afford any carelessness."
Chen Xun solemnly put away the Merit Ledger, his deep and cold gaze slowly turning towards another mountain, "This star fragment, this Dao Ancestor claims it, cleanse this place of evil spirits."