Chapter 1038 The Woman in the Coffin

Xia Jie confirmed the location of the soul bone, raised his right hand, and Xi Zhuangyuan took the initiative to extend his hand in front of him.

Then, Xia Jie's expression became serious, and he also stretched out his palms, one above and one below, to cover Xi Zhuangyuan's right hand.

He began to chant obscure spells in a low voice, and a bright white spiritual light emanated from his palms. This spiritual light trembled slightly, as if it had life.

Then, from the palm of Xia Jie, two spiritual light tentacles as thin as silk threads quietly emerged, accurately pierced into Xi Zhuangyuan's little finger, and instantly tightened like a string.

Under the nervous gaze of Yuan Ming and Xi Ying, Xia Jie carefully controlled his hands, and the bone joint emitting a deep blue glow seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force and gradually peeled off from Xi Zhuangyuan's body.

Time passed slowly, and the time of an incense stick seemed to be stretched to an extremely long time.

Finally, with a crisp sound, Mingyue Soul Bone completely separated from Xi Zhuangyuan's body and floated in the air.

The soul bone was crystal clear, like a carefully carved jade. Although the shape was no different from the ordinary little finger joint, the deep blue light contained in it revealed an extraordinary atmosphere.

Yuan Ming stared at it, and a strong sense of amazement surged in his heart. This bone joint was flawless, like a divine object that should not exist in the world.

At this moment, Yuan Ming suddenly felt an indescribable greed in his heart. He seemed to be attracted by the soul bone and wanted to take it for himself.

But the next moment, he suddenly woke up and realized that his emotions were abnormal. He immediately twisted the magic formula and forced himself to calm down.

Xiying and Xia Jie seemed to feel the same temptation, but they quickly adjusted their mentality.

Xia Jie did not dare to delay at all. With a thought, a jade box that had been prepared long ago flew out of thin air and carefully put the Mingyue soul bone into it.

As the soul bone was put away, Yuan Ming and the other two felt that the greed in their hearts receded like a tide, and they felt relieved.

"The remains of the Moon Goddess contain a strange power of temptation. We can only adjust our mentality to resist it by ourselves if we force it to be stripped off." Xia Jie explained.

Yuan Ming nodded and asked, "What should we do next?"

"Follow me."

Xia Jie said, and then flew towards the wooden door first.

He stopped in front of the door and quickly cast a few spells. The wooden door suddenly glowed with light, and then it opened with a bang, revealing a winding jade corridor.

Yuan Ming's eyes flickered slightly, and a trace of doubt surged in his heart.

Xia Jie seemed to notice his doubts, and explained without looking back: "I came here in the past, and the skills I practiced were exactly the inheritance left by the owner of this place, Master Ziyun."

Yuan Ming suddenly realized, followed Xia Jie, and walked into the corridor.

On both sides of the corridor, the jade walls exuded a soft light, as if they were in a passage leading to a fairyland.

"In addition, the Heaven Stealing Cauldron and the fragments of the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon Sword in your hand were also obtained by me here." Xia Jie said casually as he walked.

Yuan Ming was surprised when he heard this, and a strong curiosity surged in his heart.

He subconsciously spread his spiritual sense to explore the situation inside the Purple Cloud Heavenly Palace.

Xia Jie did not stop him and continued to lead the way.

Soon, they passed through the corridor and came to a spacious square hall.

In the center of the hall, an unusually complex space array came into view.

Yuan Ming took a look at it. Although he had a wide range of knowledge, he could only vaguely recognize some of the names of this array.

On the array, a corpse with only skin wrapped around the bones sat cross-legged. Although his face could not be seen clearly, the tattered clothes on his body vaguely revealed a kind of noble atmosphere in the past.

Just as they stepped into the hall, a bronze bell above the corpse's head suddenly vibrated violently, emitting a dull and distant bell sound.

At the same time, large black and purple spots began to emerge on the ground of the hall, and countless ghost hands emerged from the spots, scrambling to drill into their bodies, appearing in their sea of ​​consciousness, and tightly grasping their souls.

Yuan Ming only felt that his soul was being pulled by a huge force, as if he was being dragged into an endless abyss.

He struggled hard, but he could not move anyway, and could only watch himself falling down, and his consciousness gradually sank.

"Shh!"

At this moment, Xia Jie's sharp shout exploded in Yuan Ming's ears like thunder.

He was shocked all over, and his soul instantly recovered.

Looking down, he saw that the spots and ghost hands under his feet had disappeared without a trace, and the thrilling scene just now seemed to be just an illusion.

In front of him, Xia Jie had already walked to the side of the space array.

He raised his hand and pinched the seal, and the bronze bell floating above the corpse slowly flew into his hand.

"This treasure is called the Soul-Falling Bell, and it was once held by Master Ziyun. It just responded to the enemy spontaneously, and no one was controlling it, so its power was not obvious, and it did not cause any harm to your souls." Xia Jie looked back and explained lightly.

Yuan Ming nodded, turned his gaze to the formation, and showed doubt in his eyes: "This formation is extraordinary and its specifications are far beyond the ordinary level 7 formation. Can Senior Xia Jie help me solve some of my doubts?"

Xia Jie smiled slightly and said: "In fact, it is simple to say. The reason why you can't see it clearly is that the level of this formation has surpassed the level 7."

"Level 8 formation? Isn't it a divine object of the same level as the remains of the Moon Goddess? Who set it up?" Yuan Ming was shocked and asked in a lost voice.

Xia Jie pointed to the corpse in the center of the formation and said slowly: "Of course it was set up by Master Ziyun himself."

Yuan Ming looked at the corpse, and an indescribable shock surged in his heart.

After a moment, he suddenly remembered something and asked: "Senior Xia Jie, is there any formation inheritance of Master Ziyun left here?"

"I only found the method to control this eighth-level formation, and the rest of the inheritance is unknown, perhaps it has been lost in the world." Xia Jie shook his head and said regretfully.

Yuan Ming nodded and stopped asking.

"Master Ziyun may only have mastered the arrangement method of this eighth-level formation. He is not a real formation master. He arranged this formation just to use his ability to break the interface barrier and open the channel to a higher interface, so as to break through the peak of the ghost witch and reach the realm of the witch god." Xia Jie fell into deep thought and speculated.

"But he still fell here after all... Perhaps this formation itself has some insurmountable problems." Yuan Ming frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Maybe. But I have tested it before, and this formation can indeed break through the interface barrier of the Izumo Realm, enough to attract the power of the Moon Goddess." Xia Jie said after thinking for a moment.

Seeing Xia Jie's determined expression, Yuan Ming's doubts were slightly reduced.

However, he was still worried, and while Xia Jie was preparing to activate the formation, he quietly asked Xiying: "Is Xia Jie really reliable?"

"He should be a trustworthy person. I have secretly investigated him and found no negative information about him. He has a high reputation in the Izumo Realm, and several Mahayana masters also recognize him. According to the information, he has no evil intentions, and everything he does is to protect the Izumo Realm." Xiying replied in a voice transmission.

After hearing Xiying's words, Yuan Ming's doubts were slightly reduced, and he was relieved for the time being.

On the other side, as Xia Jie cast a series of spells, the silent formation slowly revived.

The azure spiritual light spread from the center of the formation, and countless fragmented runes rose to the air, circling and flowing under the spiritual light.

Suddenly, the surroundings were bright, and Yuan Ming looked up and saw that the ceiling above his head had turned into a clear and bright sky.

If it weren't for the fact that his feet were still on the floor of the hall, he would almost think that he had walked out of the Ziyun Heavenly Palace.

In the center of the formation, as Xia Jie's spell changed, those fragmented runes instantly gathered together, forming a huge light column that went straight to the sky.

Then, Xia Jie raised one hand, twisted the spell, and the wooden box containing the soul bone flew out in an instant. With a "pop" sound, it opened automatically, and the soul bone in it slowly sank into the light column under the traction of a gentle force.

With a loud "bang", a fierce soul power breath instantly burst out from the bottom of the light column.

This breath went up along the light column, rushed straight into the sky, and soon penetrated the void and reached the unreachable other side.

"Hmm?"

On the top of the Moon Cliff in Mingyue Palace, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Palace Master of Mingyue.

She stared at the laurel tree in front of her, and saw a faint light flowing on the tree, as if a hazy power was quietly pouring out and merging into the endless void.

Her brows were slightly wrinkled, and an inexplicable feeling surged in her heart.

She lightly pinched the spell and slowly walked towards the laurel tree.

Just when she was about to touch the tree, the surface of the laurel tree was like the surface of the water, as if opening a door to another world for her.

She walked in without hesitation.

With a twist and change of space, the Palace Master of Mingyue came to a cold secret room.

In the secret room, there was a crystal clear crystal jade coffin, and in the coffin lay a beautiful woman.

She had only one hand and one foot, but her skin was whiter than snow, her eyebrows and eyes were like paintings, and her figure was graceful, as if all the beautiful things in the world were condensed on her.

Anyone who sees her will be captured by her beauty, and feel that no language can describe her beauty.

At this moment, a faint light flickered on the jade coffin, and invisible power flowed out from it continuously, following some unknown trajectory, rushing to the outside world, and finally merging into the void.

The Palace Master Mingyue stood in the distance, looking at the woman in the coffin with a solemn expression.

Her original body was now sitting in the Guixu Land, and only a clone remained here, with limited magical powers.

Despite this, she could still feel the power and unusualness of that force.

"It actually needs to invoke the power of the Goddess Mingyue. Did the Saint encounter the siege of the seventh-level monster?" She murmured in a low voice, full of worry.

But she also understood that all she could do at this moment was to wait and see, guessing the current situation of the drama champion.