Overriding the Heaven

There were no violent explosions, no violent ripples, and no sea of fire that filled the sky.    

It was like a sharp knife cutting through the skin.    

It was as if the sky had been silently sliced open.    

Three shivering figures appeared behind this opening.    

Every single one of them was a set of Earth Origin Stage.    

However, they were all wearing the clothes of cassock s which were disciples of the Heaven's Edge Sect s.    

The only difference was that their cassock had a seal that belonged to the Purple Wei Sect.    

Moreover, there was a small embroidery mark at the bottom of each rune.    

Chu Yan remembered seeing the same embroidery symbol on Yun Xiao's general.    

"That's right... "You all..."    

He spat out a sentence.    

Although they were intermittent, at this moment, they felt like they were being pressured by black clouds, filling the city with snow.    

One of the Earth Origin Stage still tried to say something, but their lips had only moved a little, and before they could even make a sound, the flames from the slashing flames had already burnt him into a torch.    

Following that, the other two couldn't escape the same fate.    

Other than a palm-sized leaf-shaped magical equipment that glowed with a green light, the rest of the three were burnt cleanly, be it their bodies or their cassock s, flying swords or storage bag s.    

When the leaf-shaped magic treasure was sucked into Chu Yan's hand, the black color in his eyes also disappeared and returned to its original clarity.    

Taking a deep breath, Chu Yan looked at the dust that was being blown away by Hai Feng Yang. He shook his head and said: "Three people per group, they must have lilac cannonball s on them. Isn't it a bit too extravagant for them to burn like that?"    

After a while, a faint voice came from his sea of consciousness, "You do … It's me... You still want to … As for everything else … "What..."    

"You're unreliable." Chu Yan shook his head, then turned to look at the handsome man and TangTang who were flying over.    

At this moment, a handsome man who ate and drank to his heart's content was lying on TangTang's back with a belly up.    

The majestic Mirage White Tiger carried this little white pig and quickly flew over in the air.    

At this moment, Chu Yan discovered that TangTang's flying speed was actually faster than he imagined.    

Even if it was inferior to the Heaven and Earth Chessboard, it did not seem that far off.    

It seemed that this little tiger had improved quite a bit during his absence.    

After flying over, TangTang pounced into Chu Yan's arms.    

On the other hand, Handsome threw a storage bag under Chu Yan.    

This was what Chu Yan had warned him before. Humans can eat it, so they must keep their storage Magic Treasures.    

"The celestial mood stage is so delicious, how can it be so delicious?" At the same time, he winked at Chu Yan with hidden implications.    

"You already said the celestial mood stage is delicious, then don't forget about Earth Origin Stage. The quality of the meat is too good, it's not tasty." Chu Yan naturally understood its meaning and said at this moment.    

"No matter what, I swallowed them all in one gulp." Handsome and reasonable.    

When it spoke, it seemed to have thought of the three Earth Origin Stage s that had just been burnt to ashes and saliva once again gushed out of its mouth.    

Chu Yan did not pay any more attention to it. He focused his attention on the storage bag in his hands.    

Golden Bamboo Shadow's storage bag had restrictions.    

However, Chu Yan scanned with his Spiritual Sense and tore the restriction into pieces. Then, he unrestrainedly probed in.    

There weren't many good things in the Golden Bamboo Shadow storage bag.    

The most valuable treasures, the Crimson Wyrm Dragon Whip and the Berserker Demon Sky Pillar, were taken away by Chu Yan the last time.    

This time, it seemed like there was no time to stock up.    

"All my energy has been spent on raising my base level." Chu Yan muttered, and at the same time, the image of Jin Zhu's crab pincer like arm appeared in his mind.    

After that arm was sent flying by Chu Yan, it was caught in Handsome's mouth.    

At that time, Handsome finished eating the arm before going to squat in the Golden Bamboo Shadow.    

When Golden Bamboo Shadow first saw his handsome appearance, he probably never would have imagined that the other party's mouth still retained his flavor …    

In the storage bag s, he rummaged for a while.    

Just when Chu Yan didn't have any expectations, his gaze was suddenly attracted by one of the purplish-gold bells.    

The ringing of the bell did not seem strange at all.    

However, Chu Yan smelled something on the bell — the scent of a dead person.    

It wasn't exactly accurate to describe the smell of the dead.    

It was this magical equipment that made Chu Yan feel creepy and cold.    

Chu Yan only had this kind of memory when he came into contact with the Ghost Dao item.    

"What is this?" Chu Yan took out the bell.    

The bell rang a little bit, lighter than it looked.    

The engravings on the surface were extremely fine, to the point that if one were to look carefully, they wouldn't be able to tell what the engravings were. Only with the tip of one's finger could one feel that something was amiss.    

When Chu Yan used his soul consciousness to check, he was stunned.    

Within the ring, there was actually a space.    

And this space was not like the 'storage space'. It was a kind of empty environment that caused one's hair to stand on end, and made one feel cold.    

At this moment, Chu Yan saw several human figures formed from light.    

These humanoid figures were chained to the dilapidated wooden posts, appearing extremely eerie and eerie.    

Among these humanoid figures, Chu Yan even saw two familiar faces: Ke Yu and Pan Mengchen.    

The two of them clearly couldn't be called people anymore. Their eyes were lifeless and their expressions were dull as they were tied to a wooden stake.    

"This is …" "The soul …"    

At this moment, the voice of the person behind the door of hell suddenly sounded.    

"Soul?" Chu Yan's gaze immediately fell on Ke Yu and Pan Mengchen.    

These two human figures were formed from light. However, this light seemed dimmer, like the faint glow of a firefly, as if it could be blown away in one breath.    

Chu Yan took a closer look and immediately realized that Pan Mengchen's head was actually separated from her body.    

There was a thin gap between her head and her neck, about the size of a piece of paper.    

"Is this the cause of her death?" Chu Yan thought.    

However, he did not linger over this issue for too long.    

Soon, his attention returned to the words that had just been said by the person behind the Gates of Hell.    

"These are souls. So you're saying that this bell can restrain a person's soul?" Chu Yan asked.    

Previously, when he was flipping through the book introducing the path of ghosts, he had learned some information from it.    

Even though the Ghost Dao ordered ghosts and cultivated in a demonic way, the Ghost Dao also believed that the soul was the most difficult thing to control.    

Only with extremely profound and unique techniques could a person's soul be imprisoned.    

Only cultivators who trained in the path of ghosts were able to achieve this.    

Compared to the souls of ordinary people, the souls of cultivators were much tougher and stronger. Wanting to be trapped like this was naturally much more difficult.    

However, at this moment, the reaction of the person behind the Gates of Hell caused Chu Yan to feel strange.    

In the past, if Chu Yan asked a question, the other side would only have two responses: Answer or pretend not to hear it.    

But this time, the other side didn't seem to care about his words at all. Instead, they were talking to themselves.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]