81: Chapter 72: Requiem of the Soul (Fourth Update!)_2 81: Chapter 72: Requiem of the Soul (Fourth Update!)_2 Having been in the Bai Ze Secret Realm for such a long time, this was the first time she had seen “architecture”; though the realm seemed small, it actually contained worlds within, having walked so long, she had always been in the peripheral area.

“It seems Baihua Valley is quite lucky.”

Chu Man scrutinized the grand hall before her and whispered, “Some people enter the secret realm for the first time and are transported directly to the core area, truly enviable indeed.”

“Does Liu Ye have any other guidance?”

She looked towards the female disciple.

The female disciple shook her head painfully.

“It seems, then, that the Baihua Valley disciples who managed to escape earlier had all fled into this grand hall.”

Flesh Buddha looked at the grand hall and murmured, “This place looks very quiet.”

“This is the Ancient Saint Secret Realm.”

Chu Man spoke solemnly, “What you see is not necessarily the truth.”

She slowly approached the entrance of the grand hall.

In front of the grand hall, a deep blue array pattern slowly emerged.

Chu Man slowly extended her hands, pressing their palms against the array pattern.

The next moment, the pattern rippled like water waves, revealing the scene inside the hall gradually becoming clear.

At the other end of the hall’s array pattern, twenty paces away, several Baihua Valley disciples, their clothes stained with blood, were sitting resting at the entrance.

They were pale-faced, but their eyes were a blood-red, staring fixedly at the people from the Chu Family in front of the array pattern.

“Fellow companions.”

Chu Man smiled slightly and said, “Sorry to have kept you waiting.”

This array pattern seemed to serve as a screen…

but in fact, one could see the outside from the inside before it was opened!

The reason the grand hall seemed so quiet

was because these gasping Baihua Valley disciples still harbored a glimmer of hope to escape this ordeal.

Unfortunately,

Chu Man did not give them that chance.

She pressed her hands on the pattern, tearing it apart, and as the deep blue curtain of water burst forth, there was a sound like the tearing of silk—

The next moment, Chu Man frowned; she suddenly leaned backward without warning into a bridge pose.

Just then, a murderously intent Flying Sword swept out from the breach in the array pattern, instantly embedding itself into the body of an Evil Cultivator from the South Border!

Under the gaze of dozens of eyes!

With a “bang,”

the body of that Evil Cultivator exploded, becoming a cloud of blood mist!

Chu Man swept backward, nearly parallel to the ground, her expressionless gaze fixed on the slowly closing curtain of water.

That was indeed close.

Luckily, she had sensed the danger ahead of time through her Heart Lake…

otherwise, that Flying Sword would have pierced her chest.

Then, the one turned into a cloud of blood mist would have been herself!

“If I remember correctly, there should still be one Grotto Heaven survivor from Baihua Valley,” the old crone said hoarsely, “It seems that fellow is also hidden behind this grand hall.”

That Grotto Heaven was hiding behind the array pattern screen, waiting for someone to tear the Formation open!

Chu Man exhaled deeply.

She looked towards the old crone, who, understanding, raised her hand.

Countless threads interlaced in the air, and the tear-stained Baihua Valley disciple, her body rigid, uncontrollably stepped forward.

She struggled to open her mouth, wanting to speak.

She wanted to say, “Kill me.”

But her Divine Soul, her body…

were beyond her control.

She could not make a sound.

Ultimately, she could only stand in front of the grand hall’s entrance, extending her hands, repeating the earlier action of Chu Man, attempting with brute force to tear open the entrance’s array pattern—

Luckily, the Baihua Valley’s Flying Sword showed no mercy; the moment the array pattern shattered, it shot out like an arrow, piercing directly through her chest.

Amid the intense blast of Sword Qi, this female disciple also exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

This scene left many Evil Cultivators from the South Border astonished.

Chu Man silently watched as fresh blood splattered down from the sky.

This was indeed a wise move; any hint of mercy would have caused the grand hall’s array to be immediately breached.

It must be said, the surviving Grotto Heaven from Baihua Valley was a bold fellow.

“Very decisive, but unfortunately, useless.”

She stood before the array pattern and calmly said, “I will give you ten breaths to open the array pattern.

I swear on the Chu Family’s name that if you surrender now, I will spare your lives.

But if you do not surrender, all of you will die here.”

Ten breaths passed quickly.

Chu Man did not get an answer, her expression was as usual, exactly as she had anticipated.

The survivors from Baihua Valley, by choosing to hide here, had resolved to struggle to the end.

At the same time, this also indicated one thing.

This grand hall was their final stronghold.

“Ladies and gentlemen, you still have one more choice to make.”

Chu Man solemnly spoke, “This time, before making your choice, I ask you all to listen to a piece of music.”

She took down the ancient zither from her back, unwrapped the black cloth covering its stand, then sat down facing the grand hall.

The old crone, the child, and Flesh Buddha tactfully stepped back.

The child threw out several talismans, enveloping everyone within.

Even so…

Everyone still covered their ears.

Chu Man closed her eyes, her hands resting on the zither strings.

The moment her fingertips touched the strings, her presence transformed.

“Buzz!”

Her delicate hands plucked the strings, sending out the first wave of invisible sound.

This wave of sound, invisible and intangible, crashed through the rippling blue array pattern, directly rolling into the grand hall!

One wave after another surged like tide, dense and unrelenting!

The piece was still that ‘Song of the Deep Sea.’

But this time, unlike the music played on the conquering ship, Chu Man imbued each pluck of the strings with a killing intent on the Divine Soul…

Thus the ‘Song of the Deep Sea,’ which was intended to relax the Heart Lake, turned with每一次note202炸成a blade killing invisibly with each burst of its melody!