Chapter 61: Who Understands the Salvation of This Moment!

Ning Shengsheng was in a deep sleep.

Suddenly, she felt something icy drilling into her limbs. Those things entered her body, chilling her to the bone. Her whole person seemed to fall into an ice cellar. It was bone-chillingly cold.

Gradually.

Her consciousness separated from her physical body.

Ning Shengsheng looked back at herself lying on the bed; a layer of frost had formed on the outside of her body.

She looked down again.

Looking at herself, her lower body was transparent.

Soul projection?

While Ning Shengsheng was still thinking about what happened, her divine soul felt a suction force. That force led her forward. Out of Zhaoxia Palace, past the Imperial Garden, and then other people’s souls appeared.

Unlike Ning Shengsheng.

Their eyes were tightly closed, completely unconscious.

She wanted to run, but couldn’t control her own soul.

Just like that.

She drifted with a group of souls to the foot of Taiji Mountain. She thought it would stop there. The leading souls drilled into a gloomy crack, and the souls behind followed closely.

Ning Shengsheng was also dragged in by that suction.

She looked back at the crack, which was as thin as paper.

She actually squeezed through just like that?

Trying being a ghost for the first time felt quite convenient.

Inside the cave, it was dim and lightless. Passing through a very long tunnel, they arrived at a relatively wide circular cave.

The souls stood in a line.

Ning Shengsheng looked up and was scared by the scene before her.

Densely packed spirit-locking chains bound a huge Mystic Turtle. The turtle shell was cracked in the middle, and a human face suddenly appeared inside. That face revealed a treacherous and monstrous aura.

Its eyes were closed, the corners of its eyes scarlet.

The face was covered with thread-like tubes resembling blood vessels.

What was more terrifying was that below the human face, there was no body, only a dense mass of blood vessels wriggling ceaselessly.

“Such… pure essence soul…”

That face suddenly opened its eyes.

Among the many souls, it accurately locked onto Ning Shengsheng.

Fatal danger struck.

She wanted to control her soul to escape, but she couldn’t move a bit, her heart pounding non-stop.

“Imperial family… bloodline…”

“Heh…”

The human face in the turtle’s belly appeared slightly excited.

“To swallow a descendant of the Ning clan alive, this Venerable One has waited for this day for a long time…”

Three blood vessels flew out from the turtle’s belly.

They bound Ning Shengsheng.

Dragging her slowly toward that human face.

“Who are you?” Ning Shengsheng struggled with all her might. “Can you let me die knowing the truth?”

“Me…?”

The face inside the turtle’s belly rolled its blood-red eyes.

“I am the ancestor of your Ning lineage…”

“How is that possible?” Ning Shengsheng didn’t believe it. “If you are the Ning ancestor, why are you trapped here?”

She scanned the surroundings.

“Bound by spirit-locking chains, with the Mystic Turtle shell as a vessel, you were clearly suppressed here.”

“Hahahahahaha!”

The face opened its bloody maw, laughing in a hair-raising manner.

“Little girl, eating you is just the first step for this Venerable One. Everyone in your Ning lineage deserves to die.”

“When I break the formation and emerge, it will be the time for Great Ning’s destruction.”

It seemed starved.

It accelerated the contraction of the blood vessels.

Ning Shengsheng could already smell a foul bloody stench and watched as the monster’s wriggling blood vessels became excited.

Damn, am I really going to die here?

Ning Shengsheng, who rarely swore, couldn’t help but curse in this situation.

“Such a sweet soul…”

The huge human face slowly opened its mouth.

Ning Shengsheng held her breath in despair, even having the leisure to think that at least she shouldn’t be choked to death by its breath.

She was about to be sent into the monster’s mouth.

Suddenly!

A red light slashed through the blood vessels binding her.

Ning Shengsheng opened her eyes wide in excitement and heard the young man’s clean and clear voice.

“Your Highness, follow the sword energy.”

Who could understand the salvation of this moment!

Ning Shengsheng tried to move, and she could actually control her own soul. She immediately pounced toward that red sword energy.

Hugging the sword energy, she floated outward.

“This Venerable One will sooner or later swallow the entire imperial city alive!!!!!”

Behind her came the monster’s resentful and angry roar.

Ning Shengsheng didn’t dare stop, concentrating on controlling her soul, and was led all the way back to Zhaoxia Palace by the sword energy.

Her soul drilled into her body.

The moment she saw Xue Chen.

She pounced on him, crying with snot and tears, “Wuuwuu, Xue Wuyin, I thought I was going to die, you don’t know how scary that monster was…”

Xue Chen paused, glanced down at his clothes soaked by her tears, and awkwardly raised his hand.

He patted the top of her head.

“Songgao said your whole body was covered in frost and was afraid something happened to you, so she asked me for help.”

“What exactly happened?”

Ning Shengsheng sniffled and told Xue Chen exactly what had just happened.

Xue Chen frowned slightly.

“I’m afraid this demon is inextricably linked to the imperial family.”

“I think so too.” Ning Shengsheng rubbed her arms with lingering fear. “I’ll go find Older Brother right now.”

“Won’t you rest a while?”

“No, it’s urgent. Besides me, other people’s souls were sucked away.”

Xue Chen followed her out.

“The fact that your soul remained conscious after leaving your body must be related to your soul technique cultivation; your divine soul is stronger.”

“That’s right, luckily I cultivated soul techniques.”

The two quickly arrived at the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The candles in the side hall were lit.

Obviously, Ning Xuan and the others were still discussing matters.

Ning Shengsheng ignored the guards’ obstruction and barged straight in.

Ning Xuan’s gaze was cold, and he said angrily, “An’an, this isn’t the time for you to mess around, get out!”

“Older Brother, what exactly is suppressed under Taiji Mountain?”

She stood there, her eyes stubborn.

The three people in the hall looked at each other.

Meng Jingyang said in a gentle tone, “Your Highness, how do you know something is suppressed under Taiji Mountain?”

Ning Shengsheng recounted what had just happened in one breath.

Ning Xuan hurriedly leaned over, his divine sense probing into Ning Shengsheng’s sea of consciousness. After confirming that she really wasn’t injured, he asked in confusion, “An’an, your divine soul…”

“I’m fine, because I guess I count as a soul cultivator?”

Ning Shengsheng told them about cultivating her divine soul.

Ning Xuan’s eyes widened, sighing that his sister had such an opportunity to accidentally obtain the Soul Quenching Art.

“You really are a fool with a fool’s luck.”

His trust in his sister prevented him from digging to the bottom of it.

Regarding the thing suppressed under Taiji Mountain.

Meng Jingyang spoke on Ning Xuan’s behalf: “Every Emperor of Great Ning receives a secret decree upon ascending the throne.”

“What the decree talks about is the matter of Taiji Mountain.”

“Deep under the mountain, an evil demon that plunges the people into misery is suppressed. Every emperor must perfect the formation.”

“To prevent the monster from escaping.”

“In other words, it has existed since the founding of Ning Country?” Ning Shengsheng asked in surprise.

“Mm.”

Ning Xuan pressed his temples irritably.

“It actually woke up when it was passed down to Zhen.”

“The spirit-locking chains are reinforced every month. In this world, there isn’t a second divine beast turtle shell that can completely trap it.”

The truth behind it sounded very normal.

Perhaps because it was too “normal,” Ning Shengsheng felt something was wrong. She temporarily suppressed the suspicion in her heart.

“Have you come up with a solution?”

“We didn’t just now, but now we do.” Meng Jingyang stood up, his gaze locking onto Ning Shengsheng’s face.

Ning Shengsheng: “What do you mean?”

Ning Xuan reacted, his face darker than the bottom of a pot. “Meng Jingyang, I’m warning you, don’t even think about it.”

“Then Your Majesty, is there any other way?”

“I…”

Ning Xuan gritted his back teeth, spitting out a few words with difficulty, “Even if Zhen dies, An’an cannot do it.”

“If Your Majesty dies, what about the people of Ning Country?”

“That still doesn’t mean we listen to you!”

“Fine, don’t listen to me, just let the people die along with the Great Ning Imperial Family.”

“Meng Jingyang! Are you done yet?”

“Your Majesty needs to recognize the situation.”

The two glared at each other, arguing until their faces were red and ears red.

Ning Shengsheng looked at Ning Xuan, then at Meng Jingyang. “Stop arguing, you two, let me say a few words.”

“First tell me, what exactly is the method?”