Chapter 131: Beiming Soul Slaughtering Contract

Amidst the thunderous collapse of the nine bronze pillars, the heaven severing sword sheath on Lu Qingyang's chest suddenly vibrated like a Dragon's roar.

The black tide in the depths of Beiming surged into a ten-thousand-foot Demon Shadow, and the vertical pupil that opened on the Demon Shadow's forehead was born from the same source as the Chaos Heavenly Eye.

The depths of its pupil reflected Xuanji Old Ancestor's mutilated body, pierced by star-track chains.

“Little Lord, this skin is even more to my liking than the Celestial Sword Master of yesteryear.”

The Demon Shadow raised its hand, stirring the black tide, and three thousand weak waters condensed into Xuanming chains, coiling around Su Meiniang's Fox tail.

The ancient demonic script appearing on the chains suddenly came alive, gnawing at the golden bell, and the falling stardust from the bell's sound condensed into a blood-colored altar at the bottom of the sea.

Leng Yuehan's Ice Soul Sword suddenly flew out of her hand towards the altar, its blade reflecting the scene of her past life, gouging out her eyes for sacrifice: “It's this nightmare again!”

She drew a line across her brow with two fingers, and the silver blood gushing from her Moon Wheel Dao Scar drew a Guanghan Demon Suppressing Talisman in the Void Realm.

The moment the Talisman touched the black tide, ink-jade marrow fluid suddenly flowed from the vertical pupil on the Demon Shadow's forehead.

“The little girl from Guanghan Palace is still so uninteresting!” The Demon Shadow's lips curled into a playful smile.

He casually flicked his finger, and the Talisman, which he had easily shattered, now seemed to be under a spell.

The splashing ink-jade marrow fluid suddenly transformed into three thousand threads of love in the air, like silk, as if possessing endless entanglement.

“Why not taste what your Master and the Celestial Sword Master experienced back then…” Before the Demon Shadow could finish its sentence, a figure suddenly shot forth like lightning, blocking Leng Yuehan's path.

The newcomer was Lu Qingyang, his eyes like the heavens and earth at the dawn of Chaos, profound and mysterious, from which surged tribulation fire, like the blazing flames of doomsday, instantly incinerating the three thousand threads of love into ashes.

“Beiming zhi Zhu, you are so concerned with other people's private affairs, could it be that your own Yin and Yang are out of balance?” Lu Qingyang's voice was cold and tinged with sarcasm.

His gaze was like a torch, staring directly at the Demon Shadow, as if wanting to see its true thoughts through its exterior.

As he spoke, Lu Qingyang suddenly pulled back, yanking Su Meiniang's Fox tail, which was standing beside him, towards him.

At the tip of the Fox tail hung a small golden bell, which, with his movement, emitted a crisp sound, as if telling some secret.

“Su Jiejie, is there a love token from your old flame hidden in this bell of yours?” Lu Qingyang's lips curled into a mischievous smile.

Although his words seemed teasing, they instantly made Su Meiniang's expression a bit unnatural.

“Pah!” Su Meiniang flicked her tail, wrapping it around Lu Qingyang's waist.

From the Fox Fire she lightly exhaled, ancient scenes of the Nine-tailed Celestial Fox of Qingqiu and the North Abyss Magic蛟 battling appeared.

“That Old Mud Loach back then secretly drank the Sacred Water of the Jade Pond, and my Ancestor's grandmother drew his Dragon sinews to make a belt!”

Her tail tip suddenly pierced into the seabed altar, and one hundred and twenty thousand Fox Fire spread along the star tracks, refining the blood-colored altar into a Qingqiu Soul Summoning Banner.

The Demon Shadow let out a thunderous roar, opening its massive claws and striking the Soul Summoning Banner with boundless killing intent.

However, at the moment the Demon Shadow's palm touched the Soul Summoning Banner, a strange light suddenly flashed.

Upon closer inspection, this light was an ancient and mysterious Formation Diagram—the Beiming Guixu Formation Diagram!

This Formation Diagram seemed to possess a life of its own, slowly rotating within the Demon Shadow's palm, exuding a heart-palpitating aura.

At the same time, a strange fluctuation suddenly appeared on Lu Qingyang's chest.

He looked down, only to see that the Chaos blood pattern on his chest resonated with the Beiming Guixu Formation Diagram in the Demon Shadow's palm, as if there was some mysterious connection between them.

Just then, Leng Yuehan, who had been standing by, suddenly let out a cry of surprise.

Her body trembled violently, and then she staggered and fell to her knees.

The phantom of Guanghan Palace appeared beside her, and countless ice crystals drifted down from the phantom, like a beautiful and desolate snow.

These ice crystals slowly condensed around Leng Yuehan, eventually forming a human figure identical to Leng Yuehan.

The figure's face was clearly visible, precisely Leng Yuehan's past life appearance.

Leng Yuehan gazed at her past life's appearance, an expression of disbelief in her eyes, and she murmured, “So my Moon Wheel Dao Scar is…”

“It's the Beiming Soul Slaughtering Contract!” Lu Qingyang suddenly interjected, his voice carrying a hint of surprise and realization.

He quickly walked to Leng Yuehan's side, grabbed her wrist, and a powerful Chaos Qi surged along his Meridians into Leng Yuehan's Dantian.

“Fairy's past life must have stolen the Old Mud Loach's life scale, this bone-eroding, Soul-destroying taste…” Before Lu Qingyang could finish his sentence, the Demon Shadow's sharp claws suddenly tore through the Void Realm.

A terrifying claw wind, carrying Guixu black water, poured down like a torrential rain.

These Guixu black waters rapidly condensed in the Void Realm, transforming into eighty-four thousand Soul-Slaying Nails, each one gleaming with a cold light, as if capable of piercing through a person's Soul.

Su Meiniang flicked out nine Fox tails, weaving them into a net that covered the sky and earth.

The crimson-gold chains formed from her tail fur collided with the Soul-Slaying Nails, sparking starry sky cauldron fire.

“Little Lord, if you continue to be so glib, I might just take you as my nineteenth male concubine!”

She suddenly bit her tongue, and her vital essence blood drew a Qingqiu Sacrifice Diagram in the Void Realm.

The ancient Celestial Fox Dharma Idol leaping from the diagram actually had nine-layered pupils similar to the Chaos Heavenly Eye, and it opened its mouth to swallow three thousand li of black tide.

The Demon Shadow's vertical pupil suddenly inverted, and in its depths appeared a scene of Xuanji Old Ancestor devouring the Guanghan Palace Master.

“The chess pieces I've nurtured should return to their rightful owner!”

He raised his hand and grabbed Leng Yuehan's Moon Wheel Dao Scar, and the silver threads floating from the Dao Scar were actually connected to the scene of a marital union at the end of the star-track.

The marriage contract blood pattern behind Lu Qingyang suddenly went berserk, and the blood-light reflected the ancient secret of the North Abyss Magic蛟 and the Qingqiu Celestial Fox entwined in Chaos.

“So that's how it is!” Lu Qingyang, as if in a frenzy, violently tore open his upper garment.

The Chaos blood pattern on his chest, like a nimble snake, transformed into three thousand threads of love, piercing into the Demon Shadow's vertical pupil like sharp swords.

“The Beiming Soul Slaughtering Contract requires an Inner Demon Tribulation as a guide; Old Mud Loach, you've plotted for three lives…”

The moment the threads of love snapped, Leng Yuehan's Ice Soul, which had been gouged out in her past life, flew out from the altar like a meteor, merging with the golden bell at the tip of Su Meiniang's tail to form a fragment of the chaos bell.

The Demon Shadow's roar was deafening, and on its body, condensed from Guixu black water, seventy-two grotto-heaven Formation Diagrams appeared like mysterious Talismans.

“I have laid out this plan for one hundred and twenty thousand years, how can I allow you ants…”

Before he could finish speaking, nine giant bronze cauldrons suddenly rose from the seabed.

The star-track chains wrapped around the cauldrons were like the Nine Heavens' Milky Way, actually sharing the same origin as the tribulation fire in Lu Qingyang's Heavenly Eye.

The sparks that splattered when the chains shattered, like countless stars, refined the black tide into Xuanming True Water.

Leng Yuehan, with a spiritual connection, wielded her sword to activate the Xuanming True Water, and the phantom of Guanghan Palace in the True Water solidified like a dream bubble: “This is… the ninth level of the Taiyin True Scripture!”

The moment the palace gate opened, the vertical pupil on the Demon Shadow's forehead suddenly exploded, and the splashing ink-jade marrow fluid actually transformed into the likeness of Xuanji Old Ancestor, as if a ghost had emerged from the netherworld.

“Good disciple, why don't you help your Master regain control of the Zhou Tian Star Cauldron!”

Xuanji Old Ancestor's remnant Soul manipulated the ink-jade marrow fluid to condense into a God-Slaying Halberd, and the vengeful spirits entwined around the halberd's body were all remnants of previous Beiming zhi Zhus.

Lu Qingyang's Heavenly Eye suddenly streamed Chaos blood, and the blood in the Void Realm drew an ancient chess game of the Celestial Sword Master playing against the North Abyss Magic蛟.

Su Meiniang suddenly flicked her tail, coiling around the God-Slaying Halberd, and Fox Fire burned Xuanji Old Ancestor's remnant Soul along the halberd's body.

“Old thing, you won't even spare the remnant Soul of your own mount!”

The sound waves emanating from the golden bell at her tail tip actually resonated with the sounds of the chess pieces falling in the game, refining three hundred li of sea into a Chaos chessboard.

Leng Yuehan stepped on the Xuanming True Water and leaped into the chess game, her Ice Soul Sword pointing to the center of the board.

“Lu Qingyang, black or white?”

The moment the sword tip touched the chessboard, the seventy-two grotto-heaven Formation Diagrams suddenly peeled away from the Demon Shadow's body, and the remnant Souls of the grotto-heaven Masters floating from the diagrams merged with the married woman at the end of the star-track.

“Mr. Lu has a soft spot for crimson.” Lu Qingyang, like a swift wind, suddenly embraced the waists of the two women.

Chaos Qi flowed between the three of them like nimble fish, forming a Yin and Yang fish painting.

The Demon Shadow roared like a furious beast, spitting out its innate Soul Fire, and within the flames, the bloody scene of him devouring the heaven severing sword sheath's artifact spirit clearly appeared.

The bronze cauldrons at the bottom of the sea suddenly pressed down like inverted mountains.

The Primordial Xuanhuang Qi gushing from within the cauldrons seemed to possess magical power, refining the Soul Fire into three thousand Chaos Talismans.

“Beiming Soul Slaughtering Contract, open!” Xuanji Old Ancestor's remnant Soul, like a flash of lightning, merged into the Talismans, and the Talismans transformed into blood-colored chains, coiling around Lu Qingyang's Heavenly Eye like venomous snakes.

Leng Yuehan's phantom of Guanghan Palace suddenly collapsed like fragile porcelain, palace bricks and tiles raining down, condensing into Taiyin Soul Slaughtering Arrows.

Su Meiniang's Celestial Fox Dharma Idol roared towards the sky like a giant beast shaking the mountains, and the golden bell at her tail tip emitted a deafening sound, shattering the nine-layered bronze cauldrons.

Lu Qingyang, with a swift backhand, pulled out the heaven severing sword sheath.

The taotie pattern appearing on the sheath's body opened its blood-red mouth like a hungry beast, devouring the blood-colored chains.

“Old dog, do you know what Chaos truly is?”

He suddenly plunged the sword sheath into the center of the chessboard like a sharp sword, and within the chess game, a scene of the North Abyss Magic蛟 being suppressed by the chaos bell appeared like a movie.

“It's merely a plaything I manipulate at will!”

The Demon Shadow's vertical pupil suddenly burst, its body dismembered inch by inch by the chessboard's star-track.

“Impossible… the chaos bell has long since…”

He roared, transforming into a black tide surging towards Leng Yuehan, but was pierced through the spiritual platform by the Taiyin Soul Slaughtering Arrows.

The moment the arrows trembled, one hundred and twenty thousand ice coffins rose from the seabed, each coffin sealing a Reincarnation of Beiming zhi Zhu.

“Little Lord, this chess game is like a bottomless abyss, a hundred times more perilous than the Hehuan Sect's mandarin duck tent.”

Su Meiniang lightly licked the blood from her lips, her Fox tail coiling like a nimble snake around the fragments of the chaos pearl floating from the ice coffins.

“It's just that the marriage scene in this pearl…” Before she could finish speaking, the cluster of ice coffins exploded like a volcanic eruption.

The flying coffin fragments actually condensed into the complete text of the Beiming Soul Slaughtering Contract in the Void Realm, like a mysterious and ancient scroll.

Leng Yuehan suddenly clutched her Moon Wheel Dao Scar, silver blood dripping like broken pearls through her fingers, forming words.

“So the Soul Slaughtering Contract requires three Chaos Dao Seeds…”

Her Sword Qi went berserk like a storm, slashing towards Lu Qingyang, but was entangled by Chaos Qi like a rope around her wrist.

“Deng Tuzi knew all along!” Lu Qingyang smiled, wiping away the Chaos blood tears from his Heavenly Eye.

The Chaos Qi on his fingertips condensed into a red string like a red thread, tying the wrists of the two women.

“The thread of fate between the Fairies and Mr. Lu is like the bottomless Beiming Guixu, long and enduring.”

As he spoke, he suddenly tore the entire Soul Slaughtering Contract like thin paper, and the fragments of text, like butterflies, merged into the star-track, transforming into a deadly love poison.

“Old Mud Loach, do you know what tribulation ashes are?”

A Chaos altar suddenly rose from the seabed, like a mysterious pyramid.

The heaven severing sword sheath suspended at the top of the altar devoured the star-track love poison like a taotie.

Xuanji Old Ancestor's remnant Soul wailed in the sacrificial fire: “You actually dare to use the Soul Slaughtering Contract to refine…”

Before he could finish, the sheath's body suddenly opened a nine-layered Heavenly Eye, and in the depths of its pupil reflected a future scene of Lu Qingyang holding the chaos bell to kill Beiming zhi Zhu, as if foreshadowing a world-shattering catastrophe.

Su Meiniang's Fox ears suddenly perked up like radar, and the golden bell at her tail tip shattered the Void Realm, emitting a piercing alarm: “Qingqiu Tomb is about to fall into Guixu!”

She flicked out the Zhao Yao Banner like a swift wind, coiling it around the star-track.

In the Ancient Battlefield appearing on the banner's surface, the Celestial Sword Master was pressing the chaos bell into the North Abyss Magic蛟's skull like Mount Tai crushing an egg.

Leng Yuehan wielded her sword, cutting open the Xuanming True Water, and the ice crystals drifting from the phantom of Guanghan Palace condensed into past life memories.

“So my Ice Soul Sword is…” She suddenly paused, her sword's blade reflecting the destined scene of herself plunging the sword into Lu Qingyang's back.

“What a grand Inner Demon Tribulation of ten thousand generations!” Lu Qingyang laughed heartily as he leaped into the Chaos altar, the tribulation fire igniting the entire Soul Slaughtering Contract along the star-track.

“Beiming zhi Zhu is merely tribulation ashes, and Xuanji Old Ancestor is also a chess piece…”

The moment the altar collapsed, Chaos blood streamed from his left eye, and a starry sky cauldron vortex appeared in his right eye.

“The true player of this game should change!”