Chapter 1782

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　　Zhou Yuan said with a chuckle, “A sage from the Tongcang Domain, this person has a rather unsavory reputation, and the cultivation technique he practices is quite peculiar. This brown earth and blood mountain remind me of the sacred art he cultivates！”
　　Sacred art！！！
　　Hearing these two words, Huang Yu’s eyes gleamed with excitement.
　　”What　sacred　art？”
　　”The Law of Heaven and Earth Art！”
　　Zhou Yuan replied directly, “This sacred art involves using the blood of martial artists to cultivate one’s own dharma form, condensing the phenomena of heaven and earth and gathering one’s own dharma form. It is said to have nine layers, and to achieve the final success, it likely requires the lifeblood of tens of thousands of martial artists of varying realms！”
　　Hearing this, Huang Yu’s expression froze in shock.
　　Tens　of　thousands？
　　The lives of martial artists！
　　Such a sacred art is indeed ruthless and vicious.
　　Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but remark, “On the path of martial arts, who doesn’t tread upon seas of blood and mountains of corpses along the way？ Like me, for instance—so far, the number of people who have died by my hand has already exceeded a thousand.”
　　”Martial arts techniques are neither good nor evil—it is the practitioners who are good or evil！”
　　Hearing this, Zhou Yuan chuckled and said, “You”re not wrong to say that. That Gu Wentian, who practices this art, has indeed killed many people. Initially, those he killed were either his enemies or those who were utterly wicked.”
　　”But as he became more familiar with the Law of Heaven and Earth Art, his killing intent gradually became uncontrollable. Later, his temper grew increasingly irritable, and he would kill at the slightest provocation, ultimately leading many Sages within the Cang Domain to issue death warrants against him！”
　　Hearing this, Huang Yu couldn’t help but shrink his neck and say, ‘Luckily he’s dead. If he were alive and here, wouldn’t we be at his mercy？’
　　Zhou Yuan chuckled but said nothing.
　　Ye Wushuang gazed ahead and remarked, ‘A Sage wouldn’t have just this one Sage Art to show off. Whether there’s any opportunity, we’ll only know after checking.’
　　Taking a step forward, Ye Wushuang continued onward.
　　Meanwhile, in the shadows around them, the Night Wandering Spirits lingered persistently, yet they never posed any real threat to the trio.
　　Still, being watched like this was undeniably spine-chilling.
　　The trio pressed on, and soon the dense forest gave way to an endless expanse of vast land ahead.
　　Yet this land wasn’t barren—towering stone pillars, each a hundred zhang high and ten zhang thick, were scattered across the terrain.
　　Upon closer inspection, the surfaces of those pillars were entirely brownish-red, as if stained by blood.
　　The brownish-red pillars were arranged without any discernible pattern, stretching as far as the eye could see.
　　Ye Wushuang paused his steps, not venturing forward recklessly.
　　Zhou Yuan also looked ahead at the forest of stone pillars with a surprised expression.
　　At this moment, the Night Wanderers behind them came to a halt one by one, as if anticipating something.
　　Huang Yu hesitated, “Should we go in or not？”
　　After some thought, Ye Wushuang still said, “Go in.”
　　Zhou Yuan stood to the side, wanting to say something but ultimately keeping silent.
　　The three figures stepped into the cluster of stone pillars.
　　Step by step, they advanced deeper, encountering no danger.
　　However, suddenly—
　　The surrounding stone pillars began to rotate incessantly, shifting one after another.
　　Ye Wushuang’s expression turned cold as he reached out to grab Huang Yu, but before he could, a stone pillar moved between them, forcing the two apart.
　　Then, the speed of the shifting pillars around them accelerated, and soon, neither Huang Yu nor Zhou Yuan could be seen by Ye Wushuang’s side.
　　”Huang Yu! Zhou Yuan!”
　　Ye Wushuang shouted, but there was no response.
　　Suddenly—
　　A piercing screech echoed as the Night Wanderers trailing the trio clung to the stone pillars, which then shed chunks of rock. These rocks piled up, forming one stone golem after another.
　　These stone figures had blood-red eyes, standing about ten feet tall, surrounding Ye Wushuang from all sides.
　　Witnessing this scene, Ye Wushuang remained calm, summoning the Taiyuan Spirit Sword in his hand.
　　Swish　swish　swish……
　　One after another, the stone figures charged forward at this moment, their speed terrifyingly fast and horrifying.
　　With the Taiyuan Spirit Sword paired with the Nine Heavens Mystic Fire Sword Technique, Ye Wushuang unleashed a fierce strike, the violent sword energy relentlessly bombarding.
　　Bang　bang　bang……
　　Low, muffled explosions continuously erupted all around.
　　In this direct clash, Ye Wushuang realized that these stone figures, possessed by night wanderers, were incredibly sturdy, almost tyrannical in their defense.
　　”Their offensive power isn’t strong, but their defensive capabilities are terrifying.”
　　Uncertain of what might happen next, Ye Wushuang decided not to hold back.
　　Streaks of Taiyuan Spirit Sword energy surged forth under the guidance of the Taiyuan Spirit Sword, brimming with killing intent.
　　Boom boom……
　　Between the stone pillars, dust churned violently, and the roar of explosions echoed incessantly.
　　These stone figures possessed by night wanderers had offensive power below the Star-Snatcher Realm, yet their defensive strength surpassed even that of ordinary early or mid-stage Star-Snatcher Realm experts.
　　Though Ye Wushuang’s offensive prowess was formidable, it still took him a full half-hour to finally eliminate the eight stone figures surrounding him.
　　As the eight stone golems were slain, the night-wandering souls attached to them transformed into faint cyan mist, floating motionlessly before Ye Wushuang.
　　Gazing at the eight clusters of faint cyan mist, Ye Wushuang raised an eyebrow and gently grasped one with his hand.
　　The　next　moment.
　　The mist surged into Ye Wushuang’s body in one go, vanishing without a trace.
　　Immediately after, Ye Wushuang clearly sensed that his spiritual consciousness became more lucid and powerful in that instant.
　　Humans are born with three souls and seven spirits, but these do not manifest unless one reaches the Sage Heaven Realm.
　　Below the Sage Heaven Realm, the manifestation of soul and spirit power primarily takes the form of consciousness, spiritual sense, or psychic awareness among martial artists.
　　Once one attains the Sage Heaven Realm, they can condense some soul power, which is the fundamental reason why this realm surpasses the Star-Shattering Realm.
　　In reality, the soul power condensed by those at the Sage Heaven Realm level is merely generated by virtual souls.
　　True manifestation of souls and spirits can only be achieved by Saints.
　　As this faint cyan mist surged into Ye Wushuang’s mind, enhancing his psychic awareness, it was easy to conclude…
　　This was the refined soul power of a Saint.
　　Even if it’s just an extremely scarce amount of soul power, being relatively pure and devoid of any master’s consciousness, once fused by Ye Wushuang, who is at the Delusional Realm, the enhancement to his spiritual awareness is still incredibly exaggerated.
　　Immediately after, Ye Wushuang absorbed all the other wisps of mist, integrating them into his own being.
　　The enhancement of spiritual awareness allows him to sense impending dangers and perceive his surroundings with greater acuity.
　　Such an opportunity is truly rare and hard to come by.
　　After completely absorbing all eight wisps of mist, Ye Wushuang instantly felt the boost in his spiritual awareness—a distinctly noticeable change that left a profound impression！
　　”Upon truly reaching the Star-Plucking Realm, the transformation and enhancement of both spiritual awareness and spiritual energy are critically important. To step into the Saintly Heaven Realm, one’s spiritual awareness must be sufficiently powerful.”
　　With a gleam of sharpness in his eyes, Ye Wushuang continued advancing through the stone pillars.
　　The surrounding stone pillars still shifted positions from time to time, and those Night Wandering Souls attached to them would detach upon seeing him, coalescing into stone figures before launching attacks.
　　However, these Night Wandering Souls posed no threat to Ye Wushuang.
　　After an hour had passed, Ye Wushuang had already slain over thirty stone figures, fusing with their pure soul energy mist, resulting in an even more terrifying boost to his spiritual awareness.
　　Ahead, amidst the encircling stone pillars, as Ye Wushuang took a step forward, at a glance, beyond this area of stone pillars, rows upon rows of stone palaces appeared！