Chapter 760: Spiritual Sense Avatar

Asura City.

The Three Region Conference had recommenced, but due to the unexpected interlude from earlier, all of the regional monarchs were feeling rather apprehensive, so the atmosphere was a little awkward.

As the host of the conference, Yin Chengquan had to keep up appearances, even though he was feeling rather uneasy internally.

He forced a smile onto his own face, and he was just about to say something when a gray ring on his left pinky finger suddenly tightened a little.

There were four marks of different colors engraved onto the ring, namely azure, purple, silver, and gold, and in this instant, the azure mark suddenly faded.

His smile instantly stiffened, while veins began bulging on his forehead, but only for an instant before he composed himself.

Despite this, the brief change in his expression hadn't escaped anyone's notice, and Huang Fuyu raised an eyebrow as he remarked, "You don't look so good, Regional Monarch Yin. Have you been working too hard lately?"

"I'm fine. Once again, I must thank all of you for making the effort to come here," Yin Chengquan replied.

"There's no need to thank us, Regional Monarch Yin. The outcome of this conference will have a direct impact on the future of the Gray Realm, so it's only right that all of us made the effort to be in attendance," Xiao Buye said with a smile.

"Also, what happened in the Soul Cleansing Area? Why don't you tell everyone, Regional Monarch Yin?" Huang Fuyu asked.

At this point, Yin Chengquan's expression had already completely returned to normal, and he replied, "It was only a minor incident that's not worth sharing, let's get on with the conference. Today is the first day of the decision stage. After the past few days of discussion, I'm sure all of you have already made your decisions, so let's all express our ideas for everyone to hear."

Huang Fuyu took a glance at Xiao Buye, who just so happened to be looking at him as well, and the two of them exchanged a suspicious glance.

Right as Yin Chengquan's voice trailed off, a gray jade pendant concealed within his robe silently shattered.

......

Inside a certain spacious hall in Asura City.

This appeared to be a guest hall that was furnished with some refined and antiquated furniture, and the entire hall was enshrouded within a gray light barrier.

Two figures were seated across from each other at the center of the hall, one of whom was Feng Qingshui, the elderly man from the Heavenly Court, while the other was the spitting image of Yin Chengquan.

However, this Yin Chengquan was looking rather insubstantial, and it seemed like he didn't possess a substantial body.

All of a sudden, a burst of gray light flashed over Yin Chengquan's entire body, and his expression instantly darkened significantly.

"Is something wrong, Fellow Daoist Yin? I'm doing nothing but wasting time by sitting here and drinking tea anyway. If you've encountered any trouble, I'd be happy to help. This spiritual sense avatar of yours is limited in power, so it may not be able to do much," Feng Qingshui said as he set down the teacup in his hand.

"Thank you for your concern, Fellow Daoist Feng, but right now, everything is still under control, so I won't trouble you," Yin Chengquan replied.

"Fellow Daoist Yin, we are allies fighting for a common cause right now, why do you feel the need to be so wary of me?" Feng Qingshui asked as his brows furrowed slightly with displeasure.

"I'll tell you if I need your help, but before that, please remain here," Yin Chengquan replied in an indifferent manner, then abruptly vanished from the spot, immediately following which the gray light barrier around the hall instantly became several times thicker.

A cold look flashed across Feng Qingshui's face upon seeing this, and he picked up his teacup with a contemplative expression.

......

In the Baleful Cleansing Ponds, Han Li and the others were meditating on the spot after severing the azure lightning chain.

Meanwhile, Liu Qi was making a hand seal with his eyes closed while chanting an incantation on the giant cross, seemingly preparing something.

Ever since the azure lightning chain was severed, his aura had been drastically elevated.

Right at this moment, his eyes abruptly sprang open as he cast his gaze in a certain direction.

All of a sudden, a faint layer of light emerged from the rock face there, immediately followed by numerous circles of runes that began revolving rapidly.

After that, an indistinct gray figure gradually emerged, looking a little warped and insubstantial.

Han Li and the others immediately sprang to their feet upon seeing this, while Weeping Soul shuddered slightly as she exclaimed, "Master!"

Han Li's heart jolted slightly upon hearing this, and he asked in a low voice, "Weeping Soul, is this Yin Chengquan?"

Before Weeping Soul had a chance to reply, the gray figure suddenly turned his gaze to Han Li and the others.

Han Li immediately felt his vision black out momentarily as a burst of tremendous force surged into his mind, and the white mountain formed by the Imperial Peak Spirit Restriction Talisman shuddered violently before instantly shattering.

He felt as if his soul were about to fall apart at the seams, and he almost fell unconscious on the spot.

Han Li hurriedly channeled his Spirit Refinement Technique, and his spiritual sense was able to quell the unrest in his soul.

Thankfully, he had just made significant strides in the Spirit Refinement Technique, and his newfound spiritual sense was able to just barely protect his soul.

At the same time, a series of spiritual sense chains appeared in front of him, then intertwined to form a large net to ward off the burst of invisible force.

However, the oncoming force was extremely formidable, and it was able to surge into his mind through the net of spiritual sense chains.

Han Li's mind was ringing as he stumbled back in retreat, unable to steady himself.

Shi Chuankong also shuddered violently as blood came gushing out of his mouth, and his complexion instantly turned deathly pale.

All of a sudden, a small silver lock appeared above his head amid a flash of silver light, and it protected his head as he flew back in retreat.

However, the small lock then shuddered violently, and a crack appeared on its surface, while the silver light emanating from it quickly dimmed.

An alarmed look appeared on Shi Chuankong's face as he opened his mouth to expel a ball of blood essence into the lock while making a rapid string of hand seals.

The light emanating from the lock brightened slightly so that it was able to continue protecting his head, but it was flashing erratically, looking as if it could be snuffed out at any moment.

Among the three of them, Fox 3 was the one who reacted the quickest, darting back in retreat as soon as Yin Chengquan cast his gaze toward them.

At the same time, a series of white talismans flew out of his sleeves, forming layers upon layers of semi-transparent white light barriers in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of these light barriers had been erected, but they had only just taken shape before they were completely pulverized.

Fox 3's brows furrowed tightly as he continued to sweep his sleeves through the air, instantly releasing dozens more of the same white talismans.

One white light barrier appeared in front of him after another before being shattered once again, this time even faster than before, and as a result, Fox 3 was forced into retreat even faster as well.

Out of the four, Weeping Soul was the only one who wasn't being attacked, and she was standing off to the side with a conflicted expression.

Right at this moment, Liu Qi's gleeful voice suddenly rang out.

"Yin Chengquan, you've finally sent over a spiritual sense avatar of yours! However, I'm afraid you're already too late."

The soundwaves from his voices formed a barrier in front of Han Li's trio, and the space before them abrupt trembled violently, following which a series of spatial rifts emerged.

The entire hall began to sway as if an earthquake had struck, and a series of cracks appeared over the surrounding rock faces.

The tremendous pressure that Han Li's trio was being subjected to was instantly alleviated, and they stumbled back a few more steps before finally managing to steady themselves with alarmed looks on their faces.

A burst of translucent light flashed over Liu Qi's glabella, then formed a gray-robed middle-aged man with a fox fur belt around his waist.

The man was standing in front of Han Li's trio with his hands clasped behind his back, giving off an awe-inspiring aura.

"Yin Chengquan, perhaps if you had come here in person, I would be powerless to do anything with only one chain severed, but you're dreaming if you think that a mere spiritual sense avatar of yours can subdue me!" the middle-aged man chuckled coldly.

Yin Chengquan's expression darkened slightly as he turned to Weeping Soul and said in a cold voice, "Luo'er! How dare you bring these outsiders into the Soul Cleansing Area? Not only have you released the Kun Hou, you've released Liu Qi as well! Do you know how much trouble you've caused for our Infernal Tribe?"

Weeping Soul shuddered slightly upon hearing this, and a guilt-ridden look appeared in her eyes as she took a glance at Han Li and said, "I'm sorry, Master. I only wanted to bring him here to be cleansed of his baleful qi, I had no intention of harming the interests of the Infernal Tribe. He's also only here to cleanse himself of baleful qi and had no intention of opposing the Infernal Tribe."

"So you're Luo'er's former master? In that case, I can spare you for this transgression. You can go," Yin Chengquan said as he turned to Han Li before suddenly making a hand seal, and the restrictions on the hall's stone gate slowly parted, as if he really did intend to let Han Li go.

A contemplative look appeared on Han Li's face upon seeing this, and he really did seem to be tempted by the offer.