Ice Mirror Wilderness...

The fierce battle on the cultivator battlefield lasted for nearly a day, with countless deaths, silently resting among the corpses, waiting to completely retreat after seven days, dispersing the cause and effect.

But at this moment, the many divine souls were suddenly pulled by a powerful force, rustling out of the corpses. After a brief pull, they "whooshed" into the air, heading towards the void ship in the cultivator's central army.

The "Purple Mansion Primordial Explosion Technique" in the Myriad Souls Banner is not for unlimited use, only because extracting the Slaughter Firm consumes a tremendous amount of energy.

If it were an ordinary person's divine soul, it would be almost entirely destroyed with just one use.

Earlier, Song Yan used this to showcase his power in soul burst, also to prevent variables, which is why he used it to kill Mu Lieyang in an instant.

However, the "Purple Mansion Primordial Explosion Technique" is by no means an "ordinary attack"; it is an existence that can be called a forbidden technique due to its massive consumption.

In a true cultivator battlefield, if someone had pre-set such a Soul-Borrowing Array, someone would surely have detected it, avoiding fighting the opponent here, but... no one had discovered any signs of such an array on this Ice Mirror Wilderness.

Yet now, such a soul-absorbing array suddenly appears, causing everyone to gasp and turn their heads.

At this moment, most of the cultivators still fighting had not reacted, but those above the Crimson Palace had already looked toward the source of the soul movement in amazement.

Tang Xiaoxuan, Vilampu, Ye Wuzheng, and Ye Suiyun also turned their gazes.

These four are divine infant realm figures present on the battlefield today.

"Myriad Souls Banner Sacrificial Refining Array? No, it's more flexible and convenient than the Sacrificial Refining Array. As for the array core, it is Tang Han's palm, no wonder it went unnoticed. So this is it, but... how is this possible?!" Ye Suiyun instantly saw the source and recognized the root of this method, but showed a look of astonishment.

"If the palm serves as the array core, wouldn't the body collapse after a few uses?" Tang Xiaoxuan frowned fiercely. He did not want his prodigy to use such self-consuming power. But thinking of the previously returned information, his heart eased slightly, realizing that this clan member must have acquired some great opportunity before or after the possession.

More and more gazes fell on Song Yan.

On the void ship of the central army, the young man who had been toying with female cultivators and indulging in pleasures had already stood up, with black hair flying wildly, a deep look as if still observing something.

Song Yan was observing the weather.

The sky had passed from dusk, late night, midnight, dawn, and now it was dawn.

Golden sunlight burst from the white horizon, momentarily spreading over the mirror surfaces of the wilderness.

He had enjoyed himself with two beautiful female cultivators all night, yet observed secretly all night as well.

The Late Stage of the Purple Mansion is to separate oneself from heaven and earth, and to achieve this step, one must cultivate "Lifebound Secret Techniques", gathering them into powers formed entirely by thoughts like treasures, using this power to resist minor celestial tribulations.

The Early Stage of Divine Infant Realm is to reintegrate oneself into heaven and earth, thereby giving birth to immortal thoughts, whereas compared to the Late Stage of Purple Mansion, the transformation is... the "Lifebound Secret Techniques" formed by thoughts gradually become substantial, and the "Lifebound Secret Techniques" gradually become "Lifebound Secret Treasures".

Thoughts transforming into treasures are truly unbelievable.

However, whether Tang Xiaoxuan's pile, Vilampu's unknown great black wind, or Ye Wuzheng's black claws, Ye Suiyun's black wings, all have transcended the realm of "Lifebound Secret Techniques", becoming "Lifebound Secret Treasures".

Turning from illusion to reality, the power naturally escalates.

There is one point Song Yan does not understand, which is why both Ye Wuzheng and Ye Suiyun, as members of the Night King Race, can cultivate two different "Lifebound Secret Treasures".

But this no longer matters, because he observed that Ye Wuzheng and Ye Suiyun's Lifebound Secret Treasures began to fade with the rising sun.

At sunrise, the Night King Race declines.

And Ye Suiyun, having fought all night, had also consumed a lot.

This situation is mutually opposing...

He intends to kill Ye Suiyun first.

He wants to break the balance among the highest-level combat power.

This battle is not only to annex the Demon Monk but also for the Formless Ancient Race to achieve victory.

Seizing the moment of weakness, when oneself is strong.

Dueling is truly a matter of individual skill, but life and death battles have always been about striking when your opponent is down, who speaks of fairness with you?!

Song Yan watched as countless cultivators' divine souls were drawn quickly, rapidly refined in the Myriad Souls Banner. Though unstable, it did not need to be stable, as he was one to collect and use instantly.

Purple Mansion Origin Burst, with the slight curl of five fingers, his cold gaze swiftly angled downward, locking onto Ye Suiyun in the distance.

Hiss...

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...

The cause and effect of divine souls aggregate, with evil qi steaming, compressing into liquid, then solidifying.

A void appeared directly in front of Song Yan's hand, his right hand grasping a Slaughter Firm Long Spear.

"Go!"

The spear traced a long arc, locking onto Ye Suiyun, aiming at this traitorous elder of the Ancient Race.

Having used the spear, Song Yan didn't wait to see the result, his fingers dancing to produce slender, hidden, Slaughter Needles one after the other.

Whizz, whizz, whizz!

The needles followed the path of the spear, silent and stealthy.

Ye Suiyun saw this attack targeting him, a mocking gleam appeared in his eyes, he sneered, "You underestimated me, now let you witness... the power originally prepared for my clan leader."

As his words fell, his previously weakened power due to the rising sun suddenly surged again, the previously faded jet-black wings erupted with terrifying blood-colored brilliance in an instant.

"Ye Wuzheng, you fool, watch closely!"

The elder flapped his wings, suddenly accelerating, with his eyes closed, taking to the sky, in a moment traversing hundreds of feet, seemingly teleporting through the void.

The clan leader of the Night King Ancient Race, Ye Wuzheng's brows furrowed drastically, his pupils shrinking, exclaiming in surprise, "Why are you unaffected by the sunlight?!"

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