Chapter 1651: Chapter 1652: The Absence of Cang Xue
“How much strength did you put into that sword strike earlier? And how much did I put in? Don’t you know in your heart? Do I still have to break this formation for you?”
The Heaven-nding Stone, which felt like it was endlessly squeezed like milking grass, had already been fed up with Su Chengyu’s constant demands. Now, seeing Su Chengyu using a bunch of magical treasures to empower the Wasteland Battle Halberd upon entering the Luo Clan’s Blessed Realm, its heart was filled with even more resentnt, showing no trace of a good expression.
Su Chengyu understood this clearly but could only respond helplessly, “No matter how much more strength I muster, it all has to flow through . You still don’t understand my current situation?”
“Then why don’t you go ask that damn halberd? Surely there’s still so strength left in it.”
Indeed, there was still strength. Before entering the Luo Clan’s Blessed Realm this ti, Su Chengyu had paid a hefty price for preparation.
The Wasteland Battle Halberd could at least unleash two more devastating strikes, like the one that slew Mo Ningchen earlier.
However, compared to the Heaven-nding Stone, which could rapidly recover its spiritual energy after restoring its realm, the resources of the Wasteland Battle Halberd were nearly irreplaceable, making them much more valuable.
But ntioning this made Su Chengyu think of Mo Ningchen, who still clung to life nearby.
Turning around, Su Chengyu walked to Mo Ningchen’s side. Looking at Mo Ningchen, who at this point could barely sit up, Su Chengyu spoke coldly, “Do you want to live?”
Mo Ningchen sneered, clearly not taking Su Chengyu’s words seriously. “Would you even let go?”
Mo Ningchen’s hatred and murderous intent toward Su Chengyu were intense because he understood one thing clearly: Su Chengyu was no saint.
Since Mo Ningchen had orchestrated the ambush on Su Chengyu’s private residence, he knew Su Chengyu would never leave him alive. This was also the main reason he fled the Capital City before making his stance clear to the Demon Slayer Departnt.
Based on his understanding of Yang Chengyin, in such a situation, he was certain that he would swiftly be made into Yang Chengyin’s sacrificial pawn.
“Of course, I want to kill you. But isn’t there another problem to deal with over there?”
“You want to help you break the formation?” Mo Ningchen said with a strange laugh.
He hadn’t expected that Su Chengyu, who refused to ask him for anything when they were once traveling companions, would now co seeking his help after they beca estranged.
“Why not? This is a transaction. As you imagine, I do have a thod to forcibly break the formation. But this is the Luo Clan’s Blessed Realm, and I have a lot to do here. I want to expend the least amount of effort to break that formation.”
“It can’t be broken.”
Mo Ningchen spoke without hesitation, looking at the distant Great Formation. “That formation was personally set up by Cang Xue and . It doesn’t rely on any materials but rather Cang Xue’s physical body itself.”
“Her body beca the formation?”
Su Chengyu questioned, puzzled, while simultaneously consulting the Heaven-nding Stone. The Heaven-nding Stone also claid it had never heard of such a thing before.
“It’s a special technique of the Demonic Path. Only soone fully devoted to the Demonic Path can achieve sothing like this. After using the body to forge a formation, it can only be undone by the primordial spirit controlling the formation, or by the destruction of that primordial spirit, at which point the entire formation and everything within it will be annihilated.”
“Including Cang Xue’s body?”
“Yes. This was Cui Manlou’s handiwork. You’ve interacted with him before, haven’t you? You should know he’s capable of such things.”
“Did Yan Ruyu have no objections?”
Su Chengyu had thoroughly investigated Cang Xue’s real na back at the Demon Slayer Departnt.
“What could she object to? Even I am nothing more than a chess piece in Cui Manlou’s eyes. That fool had no chance of resisting. But even if her body is destroyed, she truly won’t die. If you manage to leave the Luo Clan’s Blessed Realm alive, you’ll soon see her reborn.”
Su Chengyu remained silent. Though he didn’t fully grasp the intricacies of Mo Ningchen’s explanation, he did gain a new understanding of the techniques of the Demonic Path.
“Enough nonsense. What can you actually do now?”
Su Chengyu laid his intentions bare, knowing that Mo Ningchen was not one for idle chatter.
Now that his intentions were understood, Mo Ningchen—a man willing to talk this much—likely had so bargaining chips to strike a deal.
“You’re annoyingly shrewd. I thought you’d threaten with my life once again.”
Mo Ningchen spoke irritably, then glanced at the far-off Great Formation. “Forget breaking the formation—it’s impossible. The formation won’t cease unless all the mana within it is exhausted entirely. However, entering from the outside isn’t entirely out of the question.”
“Speak.”
Mo Ningchen’s lips curled into a sly grin. “Why should I tell you? Why should I trust that, after I tell you, you’ll spare my life?”
Su Chengyu’s eyes narrowed. “Don’t think I won’t take the risk and use a soul-searching technique on you.”
Using soul-searching techniques on those of higher realms ca with severe risks. What’s more, Mo Ningchen’s level was even higher than Su Chengyu’s. One misstep, and their roles could reverse entirely.
“I believe you’d dare. But I just want a guarantee for myself. You give a guarantee, and I’ll give you the thod to infiltrate the formation and save your people. Isn’t this a mutually beneficial trade?”
“A guarantee, you say?”
Su Chengyu squinted, raising his Dragon Slayer Sword and plunging it directly into Mo Ningchen’s right chest.
Mo Ningchen’s pupils dilated. He opened his mouth but didn’t even have the chance to cry out in pain. Su Chengyu swiftly pulled out the sword, striking two more blows on Mo Ningchen.
Blood sprayed in every direction, staining the ground beneath Mo Ningchen. Wracked with pain and drenched in sweat, Mo Ningchen glared at Su Chengyu, gritting his teeth as he hissed.
“Quite… quite the guarantee.”
Su Chengyu’s expression remained calm. He spoke evenly, “Is that enough? If you need more, I can promise you a thousand more tis. And with each one, I’ll make sure you feel the depth of my sincerity.”
“No need!”
Mo Ningchen wasted no ti in stopping Su Chengyu’s Dragon Slayer Sword, which was poised to strike again.
Taking a deep breath to suppress the searing pain coursing through his body, he turned his gaze toward the Heaven-reaching Ghost-killing Formation in the distance and began.
“As I said, Cang Xue’s body is the foundation of the entire formation. However, Cang Xue’s physical body is flawed, and that corresponds to a flaw in the formation.”
“Cang Xue’s body has a flaw?”
Su Chengyu questioned, confused. Nothing he rembered of Yan Ruyu, nor anything recorded about her in the Demon Slayer Departnt, ever ntioned such a thing.
“Yes. When Cang Xue first joined the Demon Slayer Departnt, she lost sothing of utmost importance to her. She told this after I joined the Demonic Path. According to her, the reason she joined the Demonic Path without hesitation was because of this. The person she hated most deep down wasn’t you—it was the Demon Slayer Departnt.”
Su Chengyu was taken aback by this unexpected information. Just as he was about to ask further, Mo Ningchen, anticipating his thoughts, preemptively spoke.
“I asked her, but Cang Xue didn’t elaborate. From her fragnted words, all I can confirm is that her congenital flaw had sothing to do with Sect Master Yang Chengyin.”
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