Ling Tian Sword God

At this point, Ling Chen could only suppress his worries and let the High Priest try.

Eight priests of the Temple sat in the eight positions of this Blood Array. This Soul Returning Ceremony was not just the effort of the High Priest alone but also required the cooperation of other priests.

At the head of the ice bed, a black banner was placed. On the banner were runes that resembled tadpoles. This item was used for attracting souls.

Suddenly, the High Priest reached out a shaky hand, pointing towards the ”Holy Spirit Talisman” hanging on Xia Yunxin’s neck.

He had learned from Ling Chen that Xia Yunxin had sacrificed her own soul using this Holy Spirit Talisman.

The ancient runes stood out on her fair neck, shimmering with a soft light. The next moment, the High Priest’s desiccated hand touched the Holy Spirit Talisman, and everyone in the Ice Stone Chamber held their breath.

After removing the Holy Spirit Talisman from Xia Yunxin’s neck, the High Priest suddenly bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of Essence Blood onto it. In the next moment, a blood-red glow burst from the Holy Spirit Talisman.

Wrapped in the ball of blood-red light, the Holy Spirit Talisman floated from the High Priest’s hand, swiftly rising until it hung in the middle of the Ice Stone Chamber.

”Indeed, Miss Xia’s soul is in this Holy Spirit Talisman.”

As the blood-red glow surged, a shrewd light suddenly appeared in the High Priest’s cloudy eyes, as if he saw something ordinary people couldn’t.

”Really?”

Hearing this, Ling Chen was pleasantly surprised and quickly asked, ”Does that mean there’s a way now?”

The High Priest nodded. ”There is indeed a way. This Soul Returning Technique is meant to bring back a lost soul to its flesh body. Now that the soul has been found, naturally, there is no problem.”

”What we need to do next,” the High Priest said, his expression solemn, ”is to free Miss Xia’s soul from the imprisonment of this Holy Spirit Talisman. This might be a little difficult. But don’t worry, I will try my best.”

”It all depends on the High Priest now,” Ling Chen said, taking a deep breath. He was unable to assist in this situation and could only place his hopes on the High Priest.

What he could do was ensure the High Priest was not disturbed in the slightest, allowing him to devote his entire being to this ceremony.

In the Blood Array, the Holy Spirit Talisman floated in mid-air. On its surface, the blood-red glow wriggled like liquid, and the ancient rune patterns seemed alive.

The High Priest took a deep breath, reaching out his palm as if exuding an attractive force. Within the Blood Array, the fresh blood seemed affected by an invisible power; on the smooth ground, it began to flow towards the same direction almost simultaneously.

At the same time, the eight Temple priests began to chant in unison. The low, solemn sound of the mantra started to echo in the frosty stone chamber.

Strange intonations issued from the High Priest’s chapped lips, one closely following another. His hands moved as if following a strange melody, stretching slowly into the air, fingers curled into claws, gently waving in peculiar gestures.

His aged body seemed to be performing a peculiar dance. As he moved, the streams of blood poured towards the base of the Soul-Attracting Banner.

The Soul-Attracting Banner, irrigated by fresh blood, fluttered as if in a wind. A dark gust kicked up, and sounds of ghostly weeping and howling seemed to echo in the stone chamber.

Fresh blood, the Soul-Attracting Banner, the ancient array, talismans... these are all excellent for attracting souls. I’m afraid all the wandering spirits and ghosts near the Barbaric Temple have been drawn here.

However, those sounds of weeping and howling were all blocked outside the ancient array; none of them could enter.

At this moment, a thin black line suddenly extended from the Soul-Attracting Banner, connecting with the Holy Spirit Talisman floating in mid-air.

Ling Chen’s gaze was incisive. Through careful observation, he could see strands of white mist floating out from the Holy Spirit Talisman under the pull of the thin black line.

The white mist, elusive and intermittent, hovered above the Holy Spirit Talisman, hinting that its other part still resided within it.

However, the High Priest’s face had turned as white as a sheet. Apparently, this pulling process was far from easy; it heavily drained his True Qi and mental strength.

Ling Chen’s heart was already on edge. He was both amazed and excited. Judging by the current situation, there’s a chance the High Priest can actually extract Xia Yunxin’s soul from the Holy Spirit Talisman and restore it to its original place!

”Ancient Witch God, assist me in soul attraction!”

The High Priest chanted the cryptic mantra of the Barbarian Tribe. Suddenly, he shouted sharply. Abruptly, three more black lines shot out from the Soul-Attracting Banner and, with lightning speed, penetrated the Holy Spirit Talisman.

The four black lines collectively pulled at the white mist inside the Holy Spirit Talisman. The pulling speed evidently increased, and in no time, a large mass of white fog began to roll slowly above Xia Yunxin’s body.

”Three souls and seven spirits, reunite as one!”

The High Priest suddenly clenched his palm, and the energy around him trembled. The white mist surged and, under such rapid convergence, quickly condensed, seemingly about to take on a human shape!

This was the soul Xia Yunxin had sacrificed!

Ling Chen’s whole body trembled with excitement. His fingernails dug deep into the flesh of his palm, causing blood to flow, but he was completely oblivious.

The scene of resurrection was about to unfold before his eyes!

Wonderful!

Ling Chen firmly clenched his hands. Just wait for the soul to take shape and enter Xia Yunxin’s body, then she can revive!

But at this moment, the Holy Spirit Talisman, which had been quiet all along, suddenly released a dazzling blood-red light. Abruptly, an astonishing suction force emanated from it, violently pulling back the white fog of the soul that was about to take shape.

Seeing this, the High Priest’s face turned pale. Naturally, he wouldn’t just watch his efforts go to waste. He quickly mobilized the Soul-Attracting Banner, trying to control the Holy Spirit Talisman and forcefully complete the last step.

WHOOSH!

Just as the High Priest tried to suppress the power of the Holy Spirit Talisman, a wave of extremely wild energy burst forth from it. A black beam suddenly shot out and, after leaving a visible trail in mid-air, fiercely struck the Soul-Attracting Banner.

BANG!

The Soul-Attracting Banner shattered and exploded.

SPLUTTER!

The moment the Soul-Attracting Banner was destroyed, the High Priest spat out a mouthful of blood and was thrown backward. At the same time, the Temple priests stationed in the eight directions also vomited blood and were uncontrollably thrown back.

Ling Chen’s expression changed dramatically. He was about to rush out but, at that instant, the light of the Blood Array suddenly extinguished.

The mass of white mist was sucked back like a whale gulping water and disappeared into the Holy Spirit Talisman.

Deprived of its light, the Holy Spirit Talisman slowly fell, landing back in Xia Yunxin’s hand as she lay on the icy stone platform, as calm as before.

A deathly silence permeated the Ice Stone Chamber, lingering for a long time, with not a single sound to be heard...