HCB Chapter 618: A Wasted Effort
Chapter 618: A Wasted Effort
Chapter 618: A Wasted Effort
It turns out.
The Hunter was no tough nut to crack; at least, he was burned to ashes in less than five seconds at the Primordial Soul Lamp.
Even crematorium incinerators aren't this efficient.
but.
The guy was burned to ashes. Just as Gu Heng was about to leave, he saw that the red lantern at his feet was also emitting blue smoke. While he was wondering about it, it suddenly exploded!
A bit unexpected!
However, after the lantern exploded, nothing much happened; only many points of light around it were absorbed into the Primordial Soul Lamp.
Everything suddenly fell silent again. Moreover, the chain quickly turned into black smoke and dissipated.
"……How is this going?"
Gu Heng was a little puzzled, but the lantern and chain had nothing to do with him, so he didn't care.
Carrying the lantern, he walked in the direction the hunter had pointed out.
If the hunter hadn't lied to me, and it's unlikely he would, then at least some of the cultivators sent here were gathered at that so-called "Nether Abyss Mountain." In that case, I should just hurry over there.
We need to tell Bai Feier as quickly as possible that this is all a big scam!
……
In the darkness of night, at the Witch King's Palace.
Two chief hunters stood in the center of the hall, watching the hunters who were returning one after another.
"You all know the procedure now. Offer the harvested and refined soul essence to the Witch King!"
Wang Dalie said coldly.
In the center of the main hall stands a shamanic altar.
This altar was created by the Death Soul Witch King using his limited power, with the purpose of allowing these hunters to infuse the collected soul essence into it.
As for the Dead Soul Witch King himself.
It can just stay peacefully under the main hall and eat to its heart's content.
As the hunters who had finished their night's harvest returned, offering the essence collected from their lanterns at the altar, the two chief hunters secretly reflected that another unremarkable night had passed.
and this.
However, for countless eons, the cycle of events within the Forbidden Zone of Dead Souls seems to repeat itself endlessly. Many hunters never even had the chance to see the end.
But they were lucky; this time they had a chance.
"Hmm, very good... His Majesty the Witch King is in very good condition..."
The Qingda Hunter was very satisfied.
As high hunters, who are close advisors to the Death Soul Witch King, they are able to perceive the Death Soul Witch King's condition more clearly.
"Wait two more days, and we can harvest those living people. Give them a few days, and they should be able to make their souls quite 'plump'."
Wang Dalie made a decision.
"Alright, let's not wait any longer. The sooner we leave, the sooner we can take our revenge."
Qingda Hunter also agreed.
But suddenly.
The two men's expressions changed simultaneously! Accompanied by the sudden tremor, the entire Witch King's Palace wailed. The hunters inside the palace had never seen anything like this before and were immediately filled with shock and doubt!
"Has something happened to the Witch King?"
Wang Da, the great hunter, turned to look at the altar, and at the same time let out a sharp explosion!
The altar has cracked!
A crack has appeared in this witch king's altar!
"No! How could this be?!"
The altar was formed from the power of the Dead Soul Witch King; in other words, if this thing is damaged, the Dead Soul Witch King will also be damaged!
Sure enough, the next thing that happened was a muffled and heavy roar, like that of a wounded beast, which made all the hunters in the Witch King's Palace feel uneasy!
But the two great hunters were even more furious. The other hunters only knew that the altar had collapsed and the witch king was injured, but they didn't know the extent of his injuries.
However, the two Great Hunters knew the condition of the Dead Soul Witch King the clearest. They had already sensed that when the altar collapsed, the injuries the Dead Soul Witch King suffered caused him to lose power equivalent to the soul essence collected by all the hunters of the Witch King's Palace over a full four thousand years!
The fruits of nearly four thousand years of work have suddenly been completely wasted!
This is even more painful than killing them.
"Damn it! Who did this?!"
The two chief hunters were so angry that their eyes were wide open, and their auras were shaking in their rage!
But, there is no answer.
The idea of injuring the Death Soul Witch King was never even on their radar.
Because the only ones in the entire Little Mystic Heaven Realm capable of harming the Witch King, who possesses the strength of a Celestial Venerable, are the "Thirteen Celestial Venerables." However, according to the agreement, the Ancient Meteor Celestial Venerable was to release the Dead Soul Witch King to fight against the Demon Realm, so there was no reason for him to harm it!
When the Celestial Venerable descends, the Death Soul Witch King will surely know; he cannot possibly remain unresponsive.
The current situation is that the Death Soul Witch King was suddenly injured, and it is still unknown who did it or how.
"and many more!"
"It's a 'Witch's Soul Lamp'!"
Wang Dalie slapped his forehead and remembered a loophole.
All hunters possess a "Soul-Witching Lamp" and a "Soul-Destroying Chain" to facilitate the refining of soul essence.
The Soul-Destroying Chain was imbued with the power of the Death Soul Witch King, while the Witch Soul Lamp was simply born from this Witch King's altar!
and so.
If the Soul Lamp is destroyed and annihilated, the Dead Soul Witch King will inevitably be affected and injured! "Someone destroyed the Soul Lamp?"
The Qingda Hunter was filled with doubt and surprise.
Thinking about it calmly, this is the most likely scenario. The Soul Lamp is not indestructible. Even if someone has some magical treasures, they can destroy the Soul Lamp with some effort.
But to do that, one would have to be a true immortal!
However, the Forbidden Zone of Dead Souls is itself a "forbidden zone" of the Lesser Mystic Heaven Realm. Unless one is exiled here, one cannot enter or leave.
"Who cares who he is!"
"The power that the Witch King lost is equivalent to the harvest we have accumulated over four thousand years!"
"How can we quell our anger if we don't kill that guy?"
Wang Da Lieshi was already furious.
For four thousand years, every night has been a relentless harvest and refinement, only to have it all turn into a northwest wind because some guy destroyed a lamp! If you're not angry about this, when will you ever get angry?