Chapter 1225: Soul Capture

"Actually, I am your admirer! Ever since I saw your formidable strength at the Dragon Clan, I have been deeply impressed by you, sir," Ye Sheng said.

It turned out that when the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion announced the Ten Great Divine Kings, Ye Sheng was also among the challengers.

Of course, after arriving at the Dragon Clan, he realized he was just there to make up the numbers.

But when he witnessed Ye Yuan's strength, he completely became a staunch supporter of Ye Yuan.

To that end, he spent a large sum to purchase a great deal of information about Ye Yuan from the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, thus knowing Ye Yuan very well.

He knew that Ye Yuan not only had an exceptionally high comprehension of artistic conception but also his physical cultivation was in no way inferior to his elemental energy realm.

Moreover, besides Yue Mengli, there was a young girl of no weak strength by Ye Yuan's side. This girl did not appear often, but Ye Yuan seemed to value her greatly.

Putting it all together, the unfamiliar young man before him had at least a fifty to sixty percent chance of being Ye Yuan.

Of course, he could not be completely certain, but under those circumstances, he had to take a risk.

In the end, he succeeded.

"Sir, what... what should we do now?" Ye Sheng asked hesitantly.

There were over a dozen people traveling together; besides Ye Yuan's group of five, there were about ten others.

Seeing Ye Sheng's attitude, they guessed that Ye Yuan was an extraordinary figure, and each showed hopeful expressions.

"What else can we do? Of course, we go up the mountain and take a look. Zhuge Qingxuan said this place is called Soul Severing Ridge; it seems the name fits!" Ye Yuan remarked with emotion.

But for Ye Yuan now, there were not many things in this Divine Realm that could make him wary.

The group climbed along the steep mountain path, but did not find anything unusual.

Yet it was this calmness that made everyone feel even more uneasy.

"Sir, I... I feel something is wrong," Ye Sheng said, swallowing hard.

"Of course something is wrong. If it were normal, Zhuge Qingxuan wouldn't have sent us up here," Ye Yuan said nonchalantly.

Ye Yuan's calm and composed demeanor influenced the others, calming them down a bit.

Before long, a dense array of white cloth suddenly appeared ahead.

Looking closely, they were countless soul-summoning banners!

On the rugged mountain path, over a dozen figures lay on the ground, motionless.

"It's them! It's the group that came earlier!" someone suddenly exclaimed.

"This... this place is too terrifying! We... we should go back!" another person suggested, his face pale.

Ye Yuan frowned slightly and said calmly, "It's already too late."

Seeing the person's puzzled expression, Ye Yuan added, "Turn around and look."

The person turned back, and his face lost all color.

"This... what is this?"

The path they had come from had completely disappeared.

On both sides of the small path were densely packed soul-summoning banners, with no trace of the mountain path to be seen.

Unknowingly, they had fallen into an encirclement of soul-summoning banners.

"It seems we have fallen into an overlapping space. Without realizing it, we have entered a remarkable place!" Ye Yuan said calmly.

He knew that this was not an illusion but a real space!

If it were an illusion, Ye Yuan would have seen through it long ago and would not have waited until now.

In fact, Ye Yuan himself was quite surprised that he had entered this space without even noticing.

And it seemed that entering this space was easy, but leaving would likely be difficult.

"S... sir, wh... what should we do?" another Divine King asked, stammering.

The people ahead showed no signs of movement; ten to one, they had met with misfortune.

Seeing such a scene, how could they not be afraid?

After all, the dozen or so who had entered earlier were no weaker than them.

"It seems this space is easy to enter but hard to leave. Since we cannot go back, we can only go forward," Ye Yuan said calmly.

"But, but they..."

Ye Yuan glanced at him indifferently and said, "If you have another way, I certainly won't stop you."

With that one sentence, the man wilted.

This place was clearly very eerie, and Ye Yuan was their only hope.

With that, Ye Yuan ignored him and walked slowly toward where the previous group had fallen.

The others had no choice but to follow.

Ye Yuan flicked his fingers, and over a dozen thin threads of elemental energy flew toward the fallen figures.

Seeing this, everyone's eyes narrowed, impressed by Ye Yuan's fine control of elemental energy.

Among them were several Divine Kings, but none could achieve what Ye Yuan had done.

After a few breaths, Ye Yuan shook his head and said, "They're all dead! Their bodies are unharmed, but they are empty shells. Their souls have been taken. There are no signs of a struggle here; it seems they had no chance to resist."

At these words, everyone's expression turned grim.

This place was indeed sinister!

"Sir, I recall that the first group had seventeen people, but there are only fifteen here. It seems two are missing," Ye Sheng said.

Ye Sheng knew Ye Yuan's background, so he was not as anxious as the others.

Ye Yuan nodded and said, "Those two were the strongest in the first group. If nothing unexpected happens, we should see their corpses up ahead."

At that moment, a strange breeze swept through, causing the soul-summoning banners to flutter.

"Woo... woo..."

Immediately, the sound of ghostly weeping arose around them.

Ye Yuan frowned and said sternly, "Close your six senses! Do not listen to this sound!"

Everyone tensed up and quickly closed their six senses, daring not to listen to the ghostly weeping.

The weeping had a soul-capturing effect, and Ye Yuan had detected it almost immediately, hence his warning.

He himself was completely unconcerned; it would be hard to find anything in this world that could capture his soul.

"Let's go!" Ye Yuan said firmly.

The group continued forward, but as they went deeper, the sound of the weeping ghosts grew more terrifying.

Eventually, it turned into harsh screams.

The shrieks were piercing.

Countless soul-summoning banners emitted a faint purple glow, making the entire space even more eerie and unpredictable.

"H... help!" a Divine King shouted with effort, as if his throat were being squeezed.

Ye Yuan frowned and saw that although this person had closed his six senses, his soul was gradually being pulled out of his body.

Despite his desperate struggle, it was futile.

Not only him, but the others were in the same situation!

Except for Yue Mengli, even Bai Guang and Lü'er were struggling to hold on.

Yue Mengli had a congenital war soul physique; half of her soul had long been integrated with her flesh, and her blood energy was extremely strong.

Such methods could not shake her.

But Lü'er was not so fortunate; her expression was pained, and she was clearly reaching her limit.

"Young... young master!" Lü'er said weakly.