I have never heard of a Yang Spirit wielding a sword, but judging from the aura emanating from the Yang Spirits of these three people, they are even stronger than President Gu's Yang Spirit. No wonder the Metaphysics Association wants to ask the three Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain for help.
I turned to look at Nangong worriedly. He had the upper hand in the previous battle, and I didn't know what would happen next.
While I was thinking, Nangong suddenly stopped chanting. He opened his eyes and stood up from the ground. He turned to look at the three Daoists from Longhu Mountain and frowned. Then, he said in a clear voice, "Celestial Master Zhang's Taoist technique is really mysterious. Since the three of you came here alone, your Yang Spirits must have cultivated the Three Greats Sword Formation. I'm not your opponent. Let's end today's battle."
After saying that, he walked up to President Gu, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly as if he was grinning. Then, he put on a look as if he was waiting for death.
I was dumbfounded. Nangong had surrendered!
The Metaphysics Association and I were mortal enemies. Han Wennan had concealed himself and gained my trust to capture him today. It was obvious what would happen to him if he fell into the Metaphysics Association's hands. Nangong had surrendered!
Even if they were to die here today, it would still be better than surrendering. Was Nangong's brain broken by a door?
I looked at him in a daze. I had always felt that I couldn't see through this guy, but today, he had changed my understanding of him.
President Gu didn't look happy when he heard what he said. He was just a little surprised. After pondering for a while, he didn't say anything. Instead, he took out a three-meter-long black rope and handed it to the Celestial Master standing next to him. Then, he smiled at Nangong and said, "Your cultivation base is very strong. President Gu specifically told us how to capture you. Please don't blame him."
Although he was smiling, the Yang Spirit was still sitting on top of his head. He didn't seem to have any intention of withdrawing it. The others were the same. They were experienced cultivators, so they wouldn't make any mistakes at this time. If Nangong wanted to pretend to surrender and launch a sneak attack, it would be a mistake.
In fact, Nangong did not have such a thought. He did not even have the slightest bit of hesitation. He nodded with a smile on his face and extended his hands, signaling them to start.
The Heavenly Master who was holding the black rope turned to look at President Gu. After the latter nodded his head, the Heavenly Master strode forward and wrapped the black rope around Nangong's thumbs, from his neck to his back, and from his crotch to his front. The last part of the rope was nailed into Nangong's chest without any hesitation.
Judging from the position of the black rope, almost all of Nangong's acupoints were sealed. Although he didn't know what it was for, since the Metaphysics Association had prepared such a method, it must be foolproof.
Only then did my heart sink. What the hell was that Nangong trying to do!
When he said that he wanted to surrender, I still had a glimmer of hope in my heart. I thought that he was plotting something, but now that he was being controlled, even if he really had a plot, he could only hold it in.
After the binding was completed, the Celestial Master turned around to leave. However, President Gu stepped forward again with a small vermilion pill in his hand. He walked to Nangong's side and with a flick of his finger, the small pill fell on the ink-colored string. Immediately after, a vermilion color rapidly spread on the string and completely wrapped it up. After that, the string suddenly disappeared, as if it had hidden into Nangong's body.
After doing all this, President Gu finally made a hand seal and absorbed the Yang Spirit into his body. The others also stopped using their Taoist techniques. They all looked happy and looked up at Nangong like monkeys.
At this time, the Heavenly Master standing in the middle of the three people from Longhu Mountain suddenly asked President Gu, "It's best to kill this remnant of the Wu tribe on the spot. Why does Mr. Li have to take him back?
The Spring Sacrifice is about to begin. If we bring this remnant of the Wu tribe with us, it will be troublesome if something unexpected happens. "
President Gu stroked his beard and shook his head. "Daoist Zhang, don't worry. Since the President has given us a way to subdue this person, there won't be any problems. As for why we have to take him back, the President has made his decision. It's not something I can criticize."
Although he was smiling brightly, there was a hint of displeasure in his words. Hearing this, Taoist Zhang from Longhu Mountain changed the topic. He nodded and said, "It's getting late. We shouldn't stay here any longer. We should hurry back."
President Gu agreed. The three Heavenly Masters from Longhu Mountain left first. After they left, President Gu turned around and walked toward me.
After Nangong had surrendered, I knew that I couldn't escape. I wasn't afraid, but I felt a little lonely and helpless. I quietly waited for him to come over.
The only thing I was glad about was that the Metaphysics Association wouldn't take action directly. They would take me back and hand me over to Mr. Li.
It wasn't that I hoped that Mr. Li would let me go. In fact, the more I understood the nature of the battle between the witches, the more I understood the irreconcilable hatred between the witches. As the leader of the Metaphysics Association, it was impossible for Mr. Li to ignore his personal interests.
The reason I was glad was that I could live a little longer.
After he walked in front of me, I thought that President Gu would immediately take action to capture me. However, he didn't care about me. Instead, he grabbed Zhang Kanwen's collar and pulled him away from me. After he lowered his head to check his injuries, he seemed to remember me. He casually waved his hand and said to the person next to him, "Seal his Heaven's Veins and lock his life spirit. Then, bring him back to the memorial hall."
After he said that, he left with Zhang Kanwen. Another Heavenly Master immediately walked in front of me and pressed his hand on my chest.
I didn't have any power to resist when facing the Heavenly Master. Moreover, my heart was deathly still, so I simply stood still and let him do whatever he wanted to my chest.
Unlike when he was dealing with Nangong Gong, the Celestial Master in front of me just patted my chest a few times and tied a strange-looking piece of cloth on my left pinky finger. Then, he impatiently urged me to follow him. We walked out of the room.
Just like what President Gu had told me, my Heaven's Veins were completely sealed. I couldn't sense the witchcraft energy in my body at all. Even my eyesight was much worse than before. Although the Heavenly Master in front of me was holding a flashlight, I couldn't see the path in front of me. I could only blindly follow him and carefully walk forward.
Soon, I left the main hall and walked to the entrance of the memorial hall where the bonfire was lit. My eyes could finally see clearly.
At the entrance of the memorial hall, there were still the same people sitting cross-legged on guard. I didn't recognize the two people from Mount Longhu. I had met Liu Chenggan from the Metaphysics Society, but we weren't friends. He only glanced at me before shifting his gaze. He didn't talk to me from start to finish.
The Daoist from the Longhu Mountain, President Gu, and the others were waiting here. Nangong was also here. After all of us arrived, President Gu counted the number of people and led them into the Sacrificial Hall.
This time, there weren't any guards at the entrance. Liu Chenggan, Han Wennan, and the people from Mount Longhu followed them in.
I smiled wryly. It seemed that the people outside were a trap. This place wasn't a place that ordinary people could enter. Only those few powers could enter this place. There was no need to waste manpower to set up guards.
However, after thinking about it, I felt that it was natural. At that time, I had been blinded by a leaf. I smiled and didn't regret it. Since it had already come to this, there was no point in regretting.
On the way to the memorial hall, Nan Gong wobbled his way to my side.
Although President Gu had used his divine power to bind him, I didn't see any strange phenomenon on his body. He wasn't affected when he walked. He was much more carefree than me.
This fellow was really heartless. After walking over, he asked me with a smile, "Why didn't you run away when they were besieging me?"
I angrily glared at him. "It's easy for you to say. Zhang Kanwen was injured, and his life was uncertain. How could I leave him behind?
Moreover, you didn't seem to be at a disadvantage when dealing with so many people at the same time. I was thinking to wait and see. If you couldn't hold on any longer, it wouldn't be too late for me to run away. Who would have thought that you would surrender without a fight? "
Nan Gong smiled and spread his hands. "I couldn't beat them. What else could I do but surrender?
Didn't you hear Gu Lilai call the Daoist from Mount Longhu as Daoist Zhang?
On Mount Longhu, anyone with the surname Zhang is not to be trifled with. Although he isn't the real Celestial Master Zhang, at least he has Celestial Master Zhang's bloodline.
Moreover, those three people have cultivated the Yang Spirit Tripartite Sword Formation, which is the special skill of Mount Longhu. If I don't surrender, should I wait for them to chop me into pieces? "
Although what he said made sense, his smiling face was inexplicably annoying. I curled my lips. "They're not to be trifled with, but you're not a vegetarian. They have the Yang Spirit, don't you?"
Nan Gong was bewildered. The smile on his face disappeared. He shook his head. "This … I don't have the Yang Spirit."
No Yang Spirit?
I didn't get it. When I was about to ask him again, I suddenly remembered that we cultivated witchcraft energy, which was different from Daoist cultivators. The Yang Spirit was a Daoist concept, so it was normal that Nan Gong didn't have it.
I was curious. If witchcraft cultivators didn't have the Yang Spirit, wouldn't they be able to defeat Daoist cultivators?
I hurried to ask Nan Gong. Nan Gong shook his head. "The Yang Spirit is a kind of power that can be separated from the three souls after cultivating to a certain level … The origin of witchcraft is the same. Our shaman tribe also has something similar, but it's not the Yang Spirit."
"If it's not called the Yang Spirit, then what is it?" I asked.
Nan Gong suddenly sighed. He looked at me with a strange expression. After a while, he said, "Actually, you've seen it before."
I frowned. I didn't understand. He and I were the only two people who cultivated witchcraft energy. He was the only one who had reached the Celestial Master realm. Today was the first time he had shown his cultivation base in front of me. Moreover, he didn't last long before he surrendered. When had I ever seen the supernatural power of the shaman tribe's Celestial Master?
Nan Gong saw that I was confused. He sighed again and spat out two words. "Tai Sui."
"Tai Sui?" I didn't get it. I lifted my head to look at him. "What do you mean?"
"Tai Sui. The Tai Sui is the Celestial Master's Yang Spirit," Nan Gong said faintly.
"What?" I opened my eyes wide. The Tai Sui is the Celestial Master's Yang Spirit?
How could it be?
The Tai Sui was born from the star of fortune. How could it become the Celestial Master's Yang Spirit?
If it was true, the shamans were too heaven-defying. When Xiao Jin transformed, he could easily kill Yan Nantian's Yang Spirit. Although Yan Nantian's power hadn't recovered to its peak because he had lost his body, he still had at least seventy to eighty percent of his power. The Tai Sui wasn't something that the Celestial Master could deal with.
How could he compare the two powers that were so different?
After a while, I got it. I shook my head at Nan Gong. "It's impossible. You just said that the Yang Spirit is a kind of power separated from the three souls. This power comes from one's body. The Tai Sui was born from the star of fortune. It's not one's own power. How could it be the Celestial Master's Yang Spirit?"