Chapter 788 Resentment
Song Wen opened his mouth and vomited, and the blood sea seal appeared in the air.
A large amount of sticky blood water gushed out from the blood sea seal.
In the blink of an eye, a sea of blood appeared in the air, covering the sky and the sun.
Song Wen raised his hand and pointed at the blood sea, and the blood sea was like a river bursting its banks. A blood-colored torrent as thick as ten miles rushed down and rushed to the Huangshi Valley below.
"Boom boom..."
The blood-colored torrent hit the ground, and the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and the roar was endless.
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The blood-colored torrent easily tore the ground, like a giant sword, inserted into the depths of the earth.
After a moment, the roar stopped, the blood in the valley receded, and the blood sea in the sky disappeared.
Everything returned to calm, but Huangshi Valley was no longer what it used to be.
The valley that was dozens of miles wide had disappeared, replaced by a huge pit that was hundreds of miles deep.
Ding Yan and others stared at the bottomless pit, dumbfounded, and horrified.
"Is this the strength of a Yuanying cultivator?"
Ding Yan slightly side-glanced at Song Wen, his eyes full of awe.
However, Song Wen frowned.
The underground of Huangshi Valley was also empty, and there was no one hiding in it as Song Wen had guessed.
"It seems that I really worried too much."
Song Wen said in his heart.
Then, he spoke to Ding Yan.
"Ding Yan, bring the residual soul here."
Hearing this, Ding Yan took several men and walked to Song Wen's side.
"Meet the leader!" Several people said in unison.
After that, Ding Yan handed a soul bottle to Song Wen with a respectful look.
Song Wen took the soul, released the residual soul in it, and began to perform the "Residual Soul Seeking Technique".
After dozens of breaths, Song Wen's breath was slightly weaker. This 'Remnant Soul Seeking Technique' consumes a lot of mana.
However, Song Wen also learned some simple information from the memory of the residual soul that they had seen before they died.
The murderer was indeed a group of foundation-building cultivators, a total of six people. The one with the highest cultivation was a middle-aged beautiful woman at the peak of the foundation-building period.
Song Wen's heart moved slightly, and a stream of mana floated out.
The mana flowed in the air, like a clever brush, outlining the image of the beautiful woman. Lifelike, as if a real person had descended.
"Do any of you know this woman?" Song Wen asked.
A middle-aged male cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, flew forward with a sword, and said with a bow.
"Report to the master, I recognize this person."
At this point, the middle-aged male cultivator looked up at Song Wen, and saw that the other party was staring at him quietly, waiting for the next words, and the middle-aged male cultivator continued.
"This woman's name is Wei Qin. She is a casual cultivator who often travels between Youyuan Market and Fanyin Market, reselling some spiritual medicines or stolen goods unique to the two places."
Song Wen looked the male cultivator up and down.
Ugly!
Ugly to the extreme!
This was Song Wen's first impression of the male cultivator.
Perhaps it was related to the cultivation method, the male cultivator's body was covered with large and small tumors. Yellow pus flowed out of the tumors.
As his eyes moved, he gave people a sense of evil and vulgarity.
"Does Wei Qin have any old grudges with the Yu family?" Song Wen asked.
"I don't know about this." The ugly male cultivator said.
Song Wen said, "Then do you know where Wei Qin stayed in Youyuan Market?"
Since Wei Qin often appeared in Youyuan Market, she must have a cave near the market.
The ugly male cultivator said, "Wei Qin's cave is located at the bottom of a lake three thousand miles southwest of the market."
The seven people, including Song Wen, heard this and looked sideways.
Since Wei Qin's cave is so remote, she must be a meticulous person. How did the ugly male cultivator know where her cave is?
The ugly male cultivator was stared at by everyone, feeling like a thorn in his back, and hurriedly explained.
"Wei Qin is beautiful and has outstanding cultivation talent. She has many suitors. I... I was once one of her suitors. I borrowed treasures from my fellow disciples to hide my whereabouts and secretly followed her to her cave."
Song Wen frowned and said, "Since you admire Wei Qin, why do you want to reveal her information? Aren't you afraid that I will kill your sweetheart?"
The ugly male cultivator's face became a little hideous and distorted.
"Wei Qin has many lovers, but she is very cold to me and has humiliated me. I dare to ask the leader to let me take care of Wei Qin after she is captured."
As he spoke, several tumors on his face were squeezed because of his distorted expression, and a few strands of yellow pus flowed out and dripped into his mouth.
When Song Wen heard this, Wei Qin and the ugly male cultivator suddenly appeared in his mind.
He felt a sense of nausea for no reason.
"Okay." Song Wen said lightly.
"Thank you, Master." The ugly male cultivator was grateful.
"Take us to Wei Qin's cave." Song Wen said.
Under the leadership of the ugly male cultivator, Ding Yan controlled the spaceship and brought everyone to a lake hundreds of miles wide.
Song Wen's spiritual consciousness probed deep into the bottom of the lake and soon found a cave at the bottom of the lake.
The cave had long been deserted, and only a water control array was still in operation to prevent the cave from being submerged in the lake.
Song Wen's spiritual consciousness swept across every inch of the cave, and finally found a piece of underwear in a corner. It seemed that it was torn off and thrown in the corner during the passion, and it was forgotten to be collected.
Song Wen shot out a magic power and took the underwear in front of him.
The underwear was Wei Qin's personal item, and it was stained with her breath, which was just right for performing the "Ten Thousand Miles Chasing Breath Technique".
As Song Wen pinched out the magic formula, a wisp of light green smoke came out of the underwear.
The green smoke condensed and did not disperse, drifting towards the southwest.
Song Wen roughly sensed that the place where the green smoke pointed was very far away from here, no less than a million miles away.
It was not convenient to take Ding Yan and others with him.
So Song Wen asked Ding Yan and others to return to Tiancang Mountain first, and he went to chase the green smoke alone.
After several hours of flying, Song Wen left the territory of Yishiling and arrived near the Fanyin Market of Hunyuan Temple.
At this time, the sky was dark and the surroundings were pitch black.
Song Wen restrained his breath, changed his appearance, disguised himself as a thirty-year-old casual cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, and flew to the market on a sword.
The Buddhist sect regards itself as saving all living beings, and preaches "put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot". Therefore, the public security in Fanyinfang City is quite good. Even though it is past midnight and you can hardly see your fingers, there are occasional figures of casual cultivators on the streets.
Song Wen walked around in the criss-crossing streets and finally came to a courtyard.
The courtyard has a defensive and shielding spiritual consciousness formation. In addition, the market is only a hundred miles away from Hunyuan Temple, so Song Wen did not rashly break through the formation and break in.
However, the formation is not enough to prevent Song Wen's spiritual consciousness from spying, and everything in the courtyard is in Song Wen's sight.
The courtyard covers a large area, several miles. Inside, pavilions and towers are scattered in an orderly manner; rockery and flowing water are quiet and elegant.
Deep in the courtyard, in an independent attic, there is a woman's boudoir.
The boudoir is extremely luxurious and magnificent.
On a large bed in the boudoir, two naked bodies lie on it.
It seems to be a halftime break.