Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Taihe paused slightly when he heard this, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

He really didn't expect that the other party, as a Yuanying cultivator, would surrender without a fight.

Taihe was surprised and couldn't help but withdraw some of his magic power.

"Is the Jiyin Sect really willing to submit to the Jiugong Sect?"

His voice transmission just sounded in Song Wen's mind.

At the same time, the poisonous fog and the evil spirit collided with each other.

Due to Taihe's retraction, the Guiyuan evil spirit was barely able to fight the poisonous fog on equal terms.

The two kept colliding in the air, making loud noises and waves of heart-pounding spiritual power fluctuations, and the whole sky trembled.

"I won't lie to you." Song Wen said in a voice transmission.

"How can I trust you?" Taihe asked.

"I can let you leave a spiritual mark in your soul." Song Wen replied in a voice transmission.

"You are also a Yuanying cultivator, although you are only in the early stage of Yuanying, but as long as you spend a little time, you can erase the mark I left. A spiritual mark can't trap you at all. Unless you let me plant the 'Soul Locking Mark' in the sea of ​​consciousness." Taihe said in a voice transmission.

"Wishful thinking." Song Wen's eyes were full of ferocity, "Taihe, don't think I'm really afraid of you."

As soon as the voice fell, Song Wen's figure turned into a residual shadow and rushed straight to Taihe.

"Humph! You're looking for death."

Taihe roared, and the pale green poisonous fog instantly became violent.

In an instant, Guiyuan evil spirit retreated step by step and was hit by the poisonous fog.

Facing the surging poisonous fog, Song Wen turned a blind eye, and a green Dalu condensed on his body, and rushed directly into the poisonous fog.

Song Wen went upstream in the rushing poisonous fog.

The green Dalu was corroded by the poisonous fog at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the green light emitted from it instantly became dim.

Then, pits appeared on the surface of Da Lu, which gradually spread and turned into small holes.

Da Lu was corroded and pierced, and broke apart.

However, Song Wen had taken the opportunity to approach Taihe ten miles away.

With his zombie body, he continued to rush towards Taihe in the poisonous fog.

Seeing this, Taihe showed a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"You dare to directly contact my poisonous fog with your flesh, you are simply seeking death."

Under Taihe's control, the poisonous fog around him kept squeezing towards Song Wen, like a sharp short blade, constantly scraping Song Wen's body.

However, to Taihe's surprise, the damage caused by the poisonous fog to Song Wen's flesh was not as serious as he imagined.

The poisonous fog only caused a certain degree of damage to the surface rotten flesh on Song Wen's body, and did not really hurt Song Wen.

Song Wen's skin, like dead tree bark, was corroded by the poisonous fog, revealing the brown and black rotten flesh inside.

Black mucus oozed from the wound, making Song Wen's already horrifying appearance even more terrifying.

He forced his way through the poisonous fog and came to Taihe. He raised his sharp claws like a sharp blade and grabbed Taihe fiercely, directly at Taihe's face.

The green flag in Taihe's hand suddenly rolled up and surrounded him.

The sharp claws grabbed the big flag, making a very harsh friction sound.

At the same time, a huge force came from the claws, and Taihe used this force to retreat violently, trying to distance himself from Song Wen.

He also saw at this time that this 'Extreme Yin' seemed to lack a handy magic weapon, but its physical defense and close combat ability were amazing, far exceeding the average Yuanying early stage cultivator, and it was impossible to fight with it in close combat.

At this moment, Song Wen's spiritual transmission sounded again in Taihe's mind.

"Daoyou Taihe, can we talk now?"

"Are you really willing to obey my Nine Palace Sect?" Taihe asked doubtfully.

With Song Wen's strength, as long as he avoids the territories of the major sects, he does have the capital to establish a sect and dominate one side.

Why would such a strong man be willing to be inferior to the Jiugong Sect and become a pawn of others?

"Yes! But I have two conditions." Song Wen transmitted.

"What are the conditions? Tell me?" Taihe asked.

"First, the Jiyin Sect and the Jiugong Sect exchange resources. Second, the Dongyuan Mountain Spirit Stone Mine must belong to my Jiyin Sect."

The so-called resource exchange is actually mainly the Jiyin Sect buying various cultivation resources from the Jiugong Sect.

After all, the current Jiyin Sect cannot produce resources that can make the Jiugong Sect excited.

"I can agree to your conditions. But how can you trust me? Three months ago, you seized Tiancang Mountain and met with Xiaochan Bald Donkey. I don't believe that you didn't make any promises to Xiaochan, and Hunyuan Temple will hand over Tiancang Mountain to you." Taihe questioned.

"I fought Xiao Chan on equal terms, and neither of us could defeat the other. Although he wanted to protect the Si family, his power was limited. In the end, he had no choice but to trade the lives of the entire Si family with me and give me Tiancang Mountain." Song Wen explained in a voice transmission.

"The bald donkeys in Hunyuan Temple appear to be compassionate, but in fact they are vindictive. Even if what you said is true, how could Xiao Chan, the old bald donkey, suffer a loss at your hands? Three months have passed, and not only did he not bring people to attack your Jiyin Sect, but he sent envoys to participate in the Jiyin Sect's founding ceremony. If you say that you didn't make some promises to Xiao Chan, I will never believe it." Taihe said.

"Bring people to attack Jiyin Sect?" Song Wen said with disdain, "Why don't you lead a large army here, but come here alone? Hunyuan Temple and your Jiugong Sect are wary of each other. They are both afraid that the other side will ambush in Yishi Ridge, and the army will fall into the ambush and suffer heavy losses. This is also what Hunyuan Temple is worried about."

"Jiyin, no matter how eloquent you are, I will not believe that you will truly submit to my Jiugong Sect. Unless you let me plant the 'Soul Locking Curse'." Taihe said.

"Since fellow Daoist does not believe it, then my proposal will be abandoned. Jiugong Sect wants to harm my Jiyin Sect, and my Jiyin Sect will take it. At worst, I will go to Hunyuan Temple for cooperation. I don't believe that Jiugong Sect can cover the sky with one hand in this Yishiling." Song Wen said.

Taihe's eyes flickered, and he pondered for a moment and said.

"Okay, I promise you. But, according to what you said before, let me leave a spiritual mark in your soul."

The reason why he compromised was that he knew that he could not take Song Wen today.

Instead of forcing Song Wen to Hunyuan Temple, it is better to agree to Song Wen first and stabilize him to see the effect later.

If Song Wen really submits to Jiugong Sect, it will be the best; if Song Wen secretly colludes with Hunyuan Temple, it will not be too late to gather people and destroy Jiyin Sect at that time.

Song Wen nodded and said, "No problem."

After that, Song Wen released his sea of ​​consciousness.

Seeing Song Wen's cooperation, Taihe did not hesitate and immediately shot out a spiritual mark, which flew into Song Wen's eyebrows.

What he didn't know was that Song Wen's sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be completely open and defenseless, but in fact the black hole of the sea of ​​consciousness had been ready for battle.

As soon as the spiritual mark entered the sea of ​​consciousness, it was suppressed by the black hole and could not fall on the soul at all.

Taihe used his spiritual sense to sense it, and after confirming that the mark was in Song Wen's sea of ​​consciousness, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Jiyin, I hope you can remember your promise today. If you break your promise one day, even if you go to heaven or hell, I, Taihe, will make your soul fly away."

After that, Taihe's figure turned into a stream of light and fled into the distance.

Looking at the sky where Taihe disappeared, Song Wen's eyes flashed with cold light.

One day, he will settle the hatred between him and Taihe.