Book of Disaster

Time passed slowly, and after several hours, they arrived at a place deep in time and space, far away from the capital of the Yuan Dynasty.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a flash of light, and a dark red soul suddenly emerged from the depths of time and space, breaking the peace between heaven and earth.

Looking closely, it was indeed the soul that Yan Wushen escaped through the method of weapon elimination.

"what!--"

The moment he escaped from the depths of time and space, Yan Wushen still looked panicked, as if Bai Qi was still following him like a leech.

“Help! Help!——”

Yan Wushen yelled frantically, and flew towards somewhere deep in space as fast as a long rainbow. However, he had just flown a short distance—

boom!

In a flash, a young, fair hand suddenly appeared in front of him and grabbed Yan Wushen's dark red soul and held it in his hand.

"!!!"

Yan Wushen was horrified and was about to shout when he suddenly saw the figure in front of him. He was shocked and blurted out as if he had found a savior:

"Young Master!"

Yan Wushen, who was originally as frightened as a stray dog, relaxed instantly, even though he was now in this special spiritual state.

"Yan Wushen, why are you like this? Who forced you to use the method of Bingjie?"

A slightly displeased young voice came from above my head.

Looking closely, this was actually the top of a tall and steep mountain that was over a thousand feet high. A young man who looked to be about 27 or 28 years old, wearing a jade crown on his head and a dark golden robe, was floating above the mountain, facing the strong wind, motionless.

The young man's eyebrows were as sharp as knives, with a black and white yin and yang pattern on his forehead. His eyes were deep and dark, and he was looking at the dark red soul of Yan Wushen in his palm, revealing a hint of displeasure.

And his facial features... were 50% similar to those of Yan Aotian who died at Bai Qi's hands.

But compared to the deceased Yan Aotian, his demeanor is more magnificent, more majestic, and more powerful.

——He is not as vulgar and lazy as Yan Aotian at all. His every move gives people a feeling of being extremely strong and well-trained.

"Second Young Master, save me, save me!"

Yan Wushen's spirit was nestled in the hands of the young man, Yan Tianjue, the second young master of the Holy Land Yan family, and revealed a voice of extreme desire.

"Tell me, who killed you?"

Yan Tianjue held his head high, motionless as a mountain, with no trace of emotion on his face.

"Master, save me, you must save me!"

Yan Wushen's voice trembled, revealing deep fear.

"What's going on? Tell me!"

Yan Tianjue stared at him coldly, and his voice suddenly became much colder.

What happened to Yan Wushen? Could it be that he couldn't even speak?

My thinking is confused. Why is it so different from usual?

"Master, yes, yes, yes..."

Yan Wushen's voice came out from the spirit body. His voice was relatively clear at the beginning. However, when he was about to utter Bai Qi's name, suddenly, his breath became chaotic and the whole person was in a daze. He even said a few words, and suddenly he became like a mute and could not utter a word.

"Ok?"

Seeing the changes in Yan Wushen, Yan Tianjue, who had been calm and composed with a stern look, suddenly changed his expression.

As the second young master of the Yan family's holy land, his strength is much stronger than the deceased Yan Aotian, and his real talents and skills have long been promoted to the emperor level. He can see at a glance that Yan Wushen's soul is suddenly in chaos, obviously corroded and invaded by some powerful force.

Yan Tianjue frowned, and a strong sense of coldness emerged in his heart.

"Master, I'm coming!"

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared from the side and appeared beside Yan Tianjue.

His figure was thin, but he exuded a strong breath of life.

As soon as it appeared, bang, a hand stretched out and immediately pressed on Yan Wushen's spirit body like lightning. A pure high-level energy with powerful healing power immediately poured into it.

This is the healer of the Yan family of the Holy Land.

He possesses the powerful healing power of "reviving the dead, turning flesh into bones", and can bring a person back to life as long as there is a breath left.

however--

"boom!"

Before he could heal, a terrifying dark chaotic force immediately burst out from Yan Wushen's dark red spirit body. Boom, with just one blow, the palm of the Holy Land Yan family healer was blasted away.

Yan Wushen's soul turned directly into grayish white, emitting a strong smell of death.

——It is even more corroded and serious than before, and it looks like it is about to collapse.

"Master, this-"

The latter was trembling all over and looked at the second young master Yan Tianjue in disbelief.

His healing skills never failed, whether for the body or the soul.

But it was incredible that his methods were ineffective against Yan Wushen.

This has never happened before.

"Hmph, don't try. Yan Wushen is beyond saving."

Yan Wujue reacted quickly and snorted coldly.

"what!"

The Yan family therapist, who looked to be in his thirties or forties, was touched.

He was just about to rescue Yan Wushen again, but unexpectedly, the second young master had already pronounced his death.

"Who on earth is this... How brave!"

"Don't they know that Yan Wushen is from our Holy Land Yan family?"

There was deep shock in the therapist's eyes.

Forcibly silence the guest official of the Yan family!

How lawless this is.

What a disdain this is for the Holy Land Yan Family!

On the other side, Yan Tianjue, the second son of the Holy Land Yan family, had handsome features but his eyes remained unmoved.

But when his eyes opened and closed, a hint of danger was revealed.

Humph, you want to use this method to stop Yan Wushen from telling the truth?

It's still too childish.

Since Yan Wushen couldn't tell it himself, he would check it out himself!

"buzz"

An extremely dark light suddenly burst out from Yan Tianjue's eyes. At the same time, an incomparably powerful mental force burst out from his mind.

The sky and the earth suddenly darkened. The terrifying mental force twisted the void like a storm, as heavy as a mountain, and slammed into Yan Wushen’s dark red soul.

That power is overbearing and evil!

It’s so dark!

Boom! Yan Wushen’s spirit body trembled all over and his eyes became lifeless under the bombardment of Yan Tianjue’s mental power.

"Yan Mo's Soul Devouring Technique!"

This is the Yan family's special secret method of checking the other party's soul memory. To some extent, it is similar to Bai Qi's spiritual exploration, but the Yan family's secret method is more domineering and vicious, and causes greater damage to the soul.

"Buzz!"

Just as Yan Tianjue's mental power probed into the depths of Yan Wushen's soul, suddenly, an extremely dark chaotic force, filled with a strong will to kill and destroy, suddenly pounced out from the depths of Yan Wushen's soul like a prehistoric behemoth.