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Despite the fact that everyone from the Soul Palace was dead, Mo calmed down after his initial anger and became indifferent. As long as he could leave alive, he could take his time to seek revenge, killing them one by one; it was quite simple.
"This time, I admit I was outsmarted by you. I have to say, your methods are quite effective and worth learning from. However, your strength is ultimately too weak. Even if you all attack together, you won't be able to keep me here. Unless you plan to stay here forever to reinforce the formation, if I break through, you will all die."
Trapped, Mo began to threaten Wei Chen and the others instead.
His confidence was extraordinary.
"I'll tell you this: a Soul Palace Earth Soul Realm Level Four is stronger than your average Soul Warrior at Earth Soul Realm Level Five! It's a difference in the purity of power that nothing can compensate for. We can just wait and see; if you have the ability, come in and kill me! Hahaha!"
Mo mocked Wei Chen, Han Mang, and the others as thousands of Black Armored Army soldiers surrounded the formation. He showed no fear, clearly not taking them seriously.
The Royal Family Members and the Black Armored Army were infuriated.
"Did you kill my father?" Ling Ao asked coldly.
"That's right; I killed Ling Jueyun," Mo replied with disdain as he looked at Ling Ao. "Ling Jueyun had decent combat strength, but his sensing ability was terrible—he was practically defenseless. I've never seen such a foolish Earth Soul Realm Expert before."
Ling Ao was furious but felt powerless; trapped in the great formation, he couldn't act recklessly. Mo clearly had some kind of support.
The current situation made those in absolute advantage feel quite awkward.
"Old man, what should we do now?" Wei Chen asked Han Mang.
Han Mang shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "I don't know. You ask me, and I ask who? Aren't we just following your orders? We're only responsible for putting in the effort, right?"
"Uh... okay," Wei Chen found himself at a loss for words.
"I didn't expect his strength to be this formidable. That powerful aura he exudes makes my heart race. If it comes to a fight, I wouldn't stand a chance against him," Han Mang said helplessly.
Han Che remarked, "He is indeed very strong. I fear none of us can truly hold him back. His speed is much faster than that of an ordinary Earth Soul Realm Level Four. Perhaps his combat power really does reach the level of Earth Soul Realm Level Five. Coupled with the peculiarities of the Soul Palace's Soul Technique, we have no way to deal with him."
"What about setting up a giant attack formation outside?" Wei Chen suggested.
"Child, you overestimate our abilities. The Ninth-Rank Intermediate Formation was already the result of our combined efforts. A higher-level formation, like the Ninth-Rank High-Level Formation, would take me several years to create with my current strength. Can you wait that long?"
"I can't."
Wei Chen shook his head; this meant there was no hope left.
Were they really going to let him go?
Ling Ao and Ling Jue Lei, along with others, anxiously awaited. Their enemy was right in front of them and couldn't escape, yet they simply couldn't kill him!
The frustration was beyond what ordinary people could imagine.
At this moment, the situation had reached an absolute stalemate, as if they were trapped with a monstrous beast—unable to kill it, yet unable to let it go.
The Pharmaceutical Sovereign, who had been silent until now, slowly began to speak.
"Mo, do you really think you can outlast us? Don't forget, there are people in this world known as Alchemists."
"Alchemist? Heh, what kind of poison can you concoct to kill me? Anything below Ninth Rank Intermediate is useless against me." Mo realized that the Pharmaceutical Sovereign was merely at the second level of the Earth Soul Realm and could not possibly refine anything of Ninth Rank Intermediate quality, so he was unconcerned.
The Pharmaceutical Sovereign chuckled coldly and said, "Is that so?"
He took out a red vial and continued, "Unfortunately for you, I recently botched an Alchemy attempt. I decided to make the best of it and instead refined a poison pill. On top of the original formula, I added dozens of Eighth Rank high-level and Ninth Rank low-level poisons. When I succeeded in creating a Ninth Rank Intermediate poison pill, I couldn't believe it myself. Now, let's see how powerful this Ninth Rank Intermediate poison pill is by testing it on you."
Countless gazes focused on the vial in the Pharmaceutical Sovereign's hand. Items of Ninth Rank Intermediate quality had never appeared in the Ling Sheng Dynasty; throughout its thousands of years of history and even before that, nothing so formidable had ever been seen. Whether it was Soul Techniques, pills, or treasured swords, Ninth Rank Intermediate items simply did not exist in a place like the Ling Sheng Dynasty.
Now, however, they were witnessing something extraordinary: a Ninth Rank Intermediate Dragon Binding Formation and a Ninth Rank Intermediate poison pill?
Mo's expression changed slightly as the Pharmaceutical Sovereign continued, "Although this medicine has reached Ninth Rank Intermediate status, its effects aren't very significant; it won't kill anyone or even cause any harm."
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at the Pharmaceutical Sovereign in surprise. Was this old fellow trying to fool them?
"What good is that?" Wei Chen asked.
"It can induce a deep sleep; you'll be out for at least ten to fifteen months," the Pharmaceutical Sovereign replied with a strange smile. "I tested it on myself; just inhaling a tiny bit of the colorless and odorless powder made me fall asleep completely for ten months without any awareness. If someone were to consume one of these pills, they might sleep for the rest of their lives without ever waking up."
"Old ghost, are you using me as a test subject?" Han Che exclaimed angrily.
Looking somewhat guilty at Han Che, the Pharmaceutical Sovereign nodded and said, "I've tried it once. I wanted to verify if someone could be awakened while asleep. In the end, I couldn't wake you up by any means."
"Well, you old ghost, I admire you," Han Che replied, giving a thumbs up to the Pharmaceutical Sovereign, speechless.
Wei Chen secretly found it amusing; this Pharmaceutical Sovereign was indeed a peculiar person. His Alchemy skills were impressive, but it seemed he didn't take his own life seriously!
"Everyone step back a bit. I'm going to send the powder into the formation. The Dragon Binding Formation is powerful, but some of it will inevitably disperse, so don't inhale it. However, it's not a big deal; even if you do inhale it, just sleep for a while."
As soon as the Pharmaceutical Sovereign finished speaking, the crowd quickly cleared out. Even that old man Han Mang stopped maintaining the formation; who would want to inexplicably sleep for ten?
Mo's face turned pale as he roared, "Using such methods is unfair!"
"There's nothing unfair about it. As long as I can kill you, what method can't be used? Those from the Soul Palace deserve to be exterminated; who would care about fairness? Besides, aren't you quite strong? You could easily hold your breath."
The Pharmaceutical Sovereign then took out a red pill the size of a grain of rice from his storage and gently crushed it above the formation.
Wei Chen squinted and focused his gaze; he saw that the pill transformed into powder in the Pharmaceutical Sovereign's hand and merged into the formation.
As soon as the powder entered the formation, Mo made several hand gestures and held his breath tightly. Suddenly, a fierce wind arose, trying to blow away the powder. However, after a few breaths, Mo's body swayed and fell from the air to the ground.
"Didn't I already hold my breath? What on earth is happening?"
This sentence was one he couldn't finish shouting. It was also the last trace of consciousness he had left in this world.
Everyone stared in shock at Mo, who had fallen to the ground. With Mo's strength, it was possible for him to hold his breath indefinitely; how could he have inexplicably succeeded?
The Pharmaceutical Sovereign laughed heartily, "I forgot to mention, this stuff will merge with the skin as soon as it makes contact..."
Insidious!
The crowd looked at the Pharmaceutical Sovereign as if they had seen a ghost. It was better to keep a distance from such a person; it was preferable to provoke someone like Mo, a Soul Palace strongman, than to deal with someone like the Pharmaceutical Sovereign. Otherwise, one would not even know how they died.
Mo tightly held his breath and summoned a gust of wind to disperse the powder, unaware that he was falling right into the Pharmaceutical Sovereign's trap. As the wind picked up, the powder would inevitably come into contact with Mo's skin; there was no escape for him.
"Old man, how did you do it? Didn't you crush the pill with your fingers?" Wei Chen asked in confusion.
"That's my secret; there's no need to share it with you. Release the Dragon Binding Formation; he won't wake up for a while," said the Pharmaceutical Sovereign.
At the Pharmaceutical Sovereign's urging, Han Mang hesitantly released the Dragon Binding Formation. Before he could rush forward, a figure suddenly shot out and flew to Mo's side, stabbing a sword into Mo's heart!
Ling Ao had been waiting for this moment; he couldn't wait even a second longer now that Mo was unconscious!
If Mo died, it would be without value. He hadn't made a single move or harmed anyone; his death would be inexplicable and truly unable to rest in peace.
"Thank you all. On behalf of the entire Ling Family, I appreciate your help. If you need anything, just call out, and we will assist you wholeheartedly."
Ling Ao referred to the Ling Family rather than the royal family, using "assist" instead of "help," maintaining a sufficiently low profile. But in Peach Blossom Island's presence within the Ling Sheng Dynasty, who could afford to stand tall?
Soul Palace was completely destroyed, and all of this was simply because they chose a saintess who should not have been chosen. Although it was not solely Wei Chen's doing, the fall of Soul Palace was most closely related to him.
The name Wei Chen spread throughout the entire Ling Sheng Dynasty.
A few days later, Wei Chen entered the palace, where he was greeted by Ling Ao.
“Ling Ao, I have come to bid you farewell. We are about to head to the Central Domain, and it seems that you cannot leave the Ling Sheng Dynasty at this time,” Wei Chen said calmly.
“Indeed, I definitely cannot leave within a year. There are still many matters waiting for me to handle,” Ling Ao replied, feeling quite frustrated. Plans often fail to keep up with changes; who could have known that the situation would turn out like this?
“If the Ancient Spirit Academy wants to eliminate you, can you withstand it?”
“That is why we will not relocate and will rebuild Ling City. The formations within the palace can ensure our safety; once we leave the palace, there is no place that is safe.”
“Rebuilding Ling City?”
“Yes, this is the central area of the Ling Sheng Dynasty. To build a royal city, this is the best choice. The threat from the Ancient Spirit Academy is significant, but it is not insurmountable. We may not have top-tier experts, but our Black Armored Army is stationed within the palace, and those from the Ancient Spirit Academy would not dare to come.”
After finishing his words, Ling Ao sighed and looked towards the west, softly saying, “The biggest problem now is the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty to the west. They are strong and numerous in power, inherently stronger than the Ling Sheng Dynasty. Taking advantage of this opportunity when the strength of the Ling Sheng Dynasty has greatly diminished, they will surely launch an attack. Our army remains stable; however, in terms of powerful individuals, we will be completely suppressed by the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty.”
“Do you have confidence in completely defeating the army of the Great Yuan Holy Dynasty within a year?” Wei Chen asked in surprise. Since Ling Ao clearly would not be leaving within a year, did that mean he believed he could leave without worries after about a year?
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