In the eerie and strange formation of the realm of death, the inky black fog rolled and surged, as if countless resentful souls were wailing.

The towering and lush soul trees in the soul world now have cracked bark, withered branches and leaves, and the yellowed leaves are falling powerlessly like the fragments of life.

The stream dried up, leaving only a black riverbed that exuded a foul odor. The soul fish in the water lay shrunken at the bottom of the river with its belly turned black, its scales falling off, and its death in a miserable state.

The grass on the shore is no longer green, but a withered yellow color. With the slightest touch, it turns into powder and flies away with the wind.

The earth seemed to be drained of vitality, becoming dry and barren, with cracks like hideous wounds, constantly oozing out black miasma. Flowers, trees, birds and animals all died under the pressure of this formation, and vitality was like fine sand in an hourglass, rapidly fading away. The entire realm of death was filled with despair and dead silence.

No matter whether they were people from the four major clans or strong men from the Soul Clan, under such intense plundering of vitality, some turned into mummies. Even if they were fine, they were pale, weak, and looked so insignificant in the formation.

The most terrifying thing about this Death Realm Array is that it can devour and consume the vitality of the creatures within the realm, and use that vitality for its own benefit. As long as there are creatures inside and the array is not broken, it can continue to consume the strong ones in the array.

At this moment, a huge green tree suddenly emerged from the ground, blooming with rich vitality.

That giant tree was one of the rare treasures of Douqi Continent, the Tree of Life.

Each leaf contained rich life energy and fell into the formation. The practitioners picked them up and took them. Their withered bodies actually came back to life.

The strong men from several major tribes who were trapped inside were able to catch their breath and save their lives.

At this time, strong men such as Gu Yuan and Lei Ying finally wielded their magic swords and heavenly thunders and struck at the four gates of death.

Although the inside of the Death Gate was extremely solid and terrifying, and even a Nine-Star Fighting Saint would find it difficult to break it from the inside, it had many flaws from the outside.

Without the restraint of Emperor Hun Tian at this time, the death gate under the Gu Yuan Sword soon began to crack.

At the same time, Su Qingyun used strange fire thunder to burn and split a gap, and the immortal energy spread into the core of the Death Gate formation.

It didn’t take long before Su Qingyun cut off the connection between the Gate of Death and the four great elders of the Soul Clan, and he took control of it!
The four gates of death became Su Qingyun’s property.

In an instant, the aura of death began to dissipate, and the four death gates disappeared from the space. Before Gu Yuan, Lei Ying and others could struggle to break the death gates, they had already been snatched away by Su Qingyun!

Seeing this, the four elders of the Soul Clan were somewhat surprised and widened their eyes, but soon their eyes darkened and they accepted their fate:
“No wonder the clan leader covets your immortal energy so much. This energy can even melt and dissolve the power of the Gate of Death, thus hindering our control.” “I didn’t expect that our clan, the largest clan since ancient times, has always controlled Zhongzhou and suppressed other clans. Today, we have fallen to such a state.”

“Die! If your Soul Clan strongmen don’t die, no one in the Soul Clan can survive. If your Soul Clan strongmen die, the young descendants of the Soul Clan still have a glimmer of hope.”

Su Qingyun looked down at the Soul Clan elders and spoke calmly.

The Soul Clan elders are not fools, so they naturally understand.

If they don’t die, the Soul Clan may have the possibility of reviving and will not allow itself to be controlled by other big clans.

However, this is the Soul Clan. Although there are strong people among them who want to preserve a glimmer of hope for future generations of the clan, there are more people who have the same idea as Emperor Hun Tian: I would rather let the world down than let the world let me down!
“Jiejiejie——”

“Soul Clan disciples, disperse!”

“This elder is leaving!”

“Su Qingyun, you are a great man, but if you want to wipe out our Soul Clan, you are dreaming!”

One by one, the powerful Soul Clan members began to scatter and flee to various places in Zhongzhou.

Su Qingyun’s eyes suddenly changed, and thick blood clouds appeared in the sky.

Although this skill is only at the advanced level of the Earth Rank, it is a terrifying locking skill!

【The immortal lost three thousand bloods! 】

One blood spear after another locked onto the fleeing Soul Clan warriors, almost piercing them through with one shot!
“Those who escape or fight back will all be killed without mercy!”

Su Qingyun said coldly.

(End of this chapter)