NCCnovel Chapter 238 A Scene of Hell on Earth
Chapter 238 A Scene of Hell on Earth
The moment the thought crossed his mind, he turned and ran without hesitation.
He couldn't even care less about the soul bottle and the formation; survival was the priority. He moved quickly, reaching the entrance of the corridor in a few flashes, and was about to slip inside.
But as soon as he reached the entrance of the corridor, he felt a powerful pressure coming from behind him, like a mountain pressing down on him, making it impossible for him to move his legs.
"Trying to run away?"
Shen Yu's voice rang out behind him, calm and undisturbed, yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.
The evil cultivator knelt down on the ground with a "thud," trembling all over, sweating profusely, his clothes soaked through.
He could feel that the other party could crush him like an ant with just a flick of their finger.
"Senior... please spare my life!" The evil cultivator was so frightened he almost lost his soul. He quickly turned around and kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy until his forehead bled.
"I was just following orders. I was just a lowly errand boy. Please, senior, spare my life! I promise I'll never do it again. I'll leave the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect immediately and never do anything bad again!"
Shen Yu walked up to him, looking down at him with icy eyes:
"Acting on orders? Who sent you? What exactly do you Nine Chrysanthemums Sect intend to do by collecting so many wronged souls and resentful spirits?"
"I...I don't know..."
The evil cultivator stammered, his eyes darting around, avoiding Shen Yu's gaze.
"I'm just an outsider. I do whatever I'm told to do. I really don't know the specifics..."
All I know is that my job here is to 'receive goods'; once I've collected enough, someone will come to pick them up and deliver them elsewhere…
"Received the goods?" Shen Yu sneered. "You mean the Vengeful Soul Pearls?"
The evil cultivator's face turned pale instantly, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.
He hadn't expected that Shen Yu even knew about the Vengeful Spirit Pearl.
"It seems you know more than you say."
Shen Yu's voice turned colder, and a wisp of golden spiritual energy gathered at his fingertips. The energy pulsed at his fingertips, radiating a terrifying aura.
"Looks like you don't want to talk. No problem, I have plenty of ways to get you to talk."
That wisp of golden spiritual energy, though small in size, posed a deadly threat to the evil cultivator.
He could sense that if this wisp of spiritual energy struck him, he would instantly be annihilated, without even a chance to be reincarnated.
"I'll talk! I'll talk!" the evil cultivator cried out in terror.
"I really only know a little bit! The Vengeful Spirit Pearl is supposed to be returned to Japan, but I really don't know what it's used for! Someone as insignificant as me has no access to the core details!"
"Send the foot basin back?" Shen Yu frowned.
He originally thought that the Nine Chrysanthemums Sect was collecting wronged souls to carry out some kind of conspiracy in the country, but he didn't expect that they were actually going to send them back to Japan.
What exactly are they trying to do?
"Yes, send it back to Mount Fuji," the evil cultivator hurriedly said.
"I heard someone mention something about 'the return of the patriarch,' which requires a lot of vengeful spirit beads. I really don't know the specifics, please believe me, senior!"
The patriarch has returned to his rightful place?
Shen Yu's gaze darkened.
It sounds like the Nine Chrysanthemums Sect wants to resurrect their so-called first patriarch. To require the souls of ten thousand wronged Chinese people to resurrect him—what kind of evil and forbidden technique is that?
It seems this matter is more serious than he imagined.
But now is not the time to think about that.
The most urgent task is to deal with this Hundred Souls Grudge Array and deliver the wronged souls from the bottom of the pool; otherwise, once the resentment fully erupts, the ancient town downstream will be doomed.
With a flick of his finger, Shen Yu sent a burst of spiritual energy into the evil cultivator's body, sealing his cultivation and meridians, rendering him unable to move.
"Don't kill me... Don't kill me..." The evil cultivator trembled with fear, thinking that Shen Yu was about to make a move.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you now," Shen Yu said calmly. "I'll keep you alive; you'll still be useful."
He reached out and picked up the evil cultivator as if he were carrying a chick, then turned and walked towards the edge of the pool.
Shen Yu carried the evil cultivator to the edge of the Blackwater Pool.
Only when you get closer can you truly feel the eeriness of this pool of water.
The dark pool water churned and bubbled, like porridge being boiled.
Thick resentment rose from the bottom of the pool, forming black mist that swirled above the surface.
The array formed by eighteen black wooden stakes is constantly drawing out the resentment from the bottom of the pool.
Shen Yu squatted down and carefully examined the runes on the wooden stake.
The runes were very complex, with a distinct Nine Chrysanthemums style, and were quite sinister.
He looked at it for a while and then he understood.
This is the "Hundred Souls' Vengeance Array" of the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect, which is specifically used to refine wronged souls and extract resentment.
When the formation is in operation, it will constantly torment the wronged souls at the bottom of the pool, making them suffer endless pain. This is how the resentment generated is the purest and most intense.
These beasts of the Nine Chrysanthemums faction really will stop at nothing.
Shen Yu's gaze turned colder.
"Senior... you've seen it all, could you please let me go?"
The evil cultivator was thrown to the ground, unable to move, and could only look pitifully at Shen Yu.
"I really know I was wrong, I'll never do it again..."
Shen Yu ignored him and pointed to the black pool, asking, "What's the story behind the wronged spirits at the bottom of this pool?"
"Huh?" The evil cultivator was taken aback for a moment, then quickly said,
"I'm not entirely sure either. I just heard from the people above that this is an ancient battlefield burial pit, filled with resentment, a rare and extremely yin place. I don't know exactly what era it's from..."
"Don't know?" Shen Yu sneered. "I think you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."
"No, no, no! Senior, I'm telling the truth!"
The evil cultivator was so frightened that he quickly said...
"I really don't know! I'm just doing my job. I'm told to set up the formation, so I do it. How could I dare ask so many questions! But..."
However, I seem to recall my master mentioning that these wronged souls are from the late Ming Dynasty, apparently killed by the Qing army, and have been dead for hundreds of years, their resentment is particularly strong…
Late Ming and early Qing dynasties? Qing army massacre?
Shen Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.
He closed his eyes, and his divine sense silently probed into the bottom of the pool, directly reading the fragmented memories of the wronged souls.
boom--
Countless fragmented images flooded his mind.
That was a time of war and chaos.
The sound of Qing soldiers' horses shattered the tranquility of the town; the horseshoes clattered crisply yet terrifyingly on the bluestone pavement.
The common people cried out and fled in all directions, but there were Qing cavalry everywhere, and they couldn't escape at all.
Swords clashed and blood stained the streets.
Unarmed civilians were cut down by the Qing army like grass; the elderly, children, and women were all slaughtered. Cries, screams, and the sound of horses' hooves intertwined to create a scene of hell on earth.
Then, there's this river, and this deep pool.
The Qing army threw all the civilians they couldn't kill, whether dead or alive, into the deep pool.