Chapter 422: Genghis Khan

Wow!

Shui Miao almost cursed out loud. All the painstakingly cultivated spiritual energy he had worked so hard to obtain was gone in an instant!

“Great Immortal, what… what happened?”

The old man, connected to the formation, naturally knew that Shui Miao’s spiritual energy had been completely drained by the array, but he could only pretend not to know, because he still hoped that Shui Miao would help him escape from it.

With his spiritual energy gone, Shui Miao felt a pang of pain, but he forced himself to appear indifferent. Thinking quickly, he said, “This evil formation tightly traps your soul, preventing you from escaping. It seems my spiritual energy cannot save you, but I can try using immortal energy instead. However, you must cooperate fully.”

“Fine! I’ll do whatever you ask.”

The old man was desperate to leave. He had been trapped here far too long and had no desire to stay any longer.

As Shui Miao directed the soul-devouring energy forward, he explained to the old man that he must maintain a willing mindset and actively prevent the formation from activating itself.

The old man nodded repeatedly, eager to cooperate fully.

Shui Miao activated half of his soul-devouring energy, which immediately enveloped the white jade. The soul-devouring energy was highly penetrating, quickly seeping into the jade and beginning to corrode the single drop of blood within.

This time, with the old man’s full cooperation, the formation did not activate on its own.

As the blood was consumed by the soul-devouring energy, Shui Miao suddenly felt a dizzying swirl before his vision shifted, and he found himself back in his physical body above ground.

Seeing Shui Miao awaken, Lin Xue and the others immediately sighed in relief.

Shui Miao had no time to acknowledge them. He calmed his mind and once again sensed the underground tomb, only to discover that the golden box inside was now empty. The old man, however, was now free, standing within the tomb.

Suddenly, Shui Miao realized that his spiritual energy had mysteriously returned!

Focusing his thoughts, he sensed the meditation stone, which had somehow silently entered his inner realm!

Previously, five stone tablets had occupied Shui Miao’s inner realm.

Now, they were replaced by that mysterious formation, filled with a strange blue energy. The blood inside the white jade had vanished, replaced by a surge of black soul-devouring energy!

Surprisingly, Shui Miao discovered that the soul-devouring energy could function just like blood!

But he remained uneasy. After all, soul-devouring energy was cultivated later in life, not as intrinsic or reliable as his own blood.

Thus, Shui Miao redirected a single drop of his own blood to replace the soul-devouring energy.

Instantly, a flood of information surged into his mind.

It was all about the formation—every talisman, every spiritual stone, every function, every variation and use of the formation, and even the mysterious blue energy, all of it appeared clearly in Shui Miao’s mind.

The formation required spiritual energy to function, and the stronger the energy, the more powerful its effects.

The difference between Shui Miao and the old man was that the latter had no physical body, which was why he had been trapped inside the formation.

Moreover, the old man lacked spiritual energy, making escape impossible.

Another key point was that without sufficient spiritual energy, many of the formation’s functions would remain dormant. If the energy became too weak, the formation would even automatically erase the blood mark inside the white jade, causing the memory of the blood-bound master to fade. Over time, the master’s soul could eventually be completely erased.

Then, the formation would enter a dormant state, waiting for a new master.

Because Shui Miao had spiritual energy to offer, he instantly unlocked several powerful arrays, gaining access to their secrets.

It turned out that all the talismans on those spiritual stones were divine talismans from the Immortal Realm—extremely powerful and wondrous. Once activated, they could even communicate with celestial deities, producing effects so miraculous and inconceivable that they defied logic.

For example, they could implant illusions into another person’s thoughts, simulating an entirely new world for them.

They could summon thunder gods and lightning deities, wind spirits and rain lords, altering the weather.

Or they could call upon celestial warriors, immortal generals, to subdue demons, move mountains, and overturn seas!

However, the more powerful the formation, the more spiritual or even immortal energy it required.

At his current cultivation level, Shui Miao could only implant illusions into another’s spiritual consciousness, creating illusory scenes.

Once he cultivated immortal energy—sufficient immortal energy—he would not only be able to communicate with celestial beings but also summon immortal warriors and generals, even achieving even more miraculous feats.

Yet, Shui Miao couldn’t understand one thing—who had created such an incredible artifact? Why had such a powerful treasure ended up in the mortal world, buried inside a tomb as a burial item, even housing a little old man who had lost his memory?

The mystery behind it all sparked intense curiosity in Shui Miao.

“That’s it! I should start with the old man!”

Shui Miao quickly sat cross-legged again, spreading his divine awareness to sense the situation beneath the tomb.

The old man’s soul drifted aimlessly, gazing confusedly at the treasures within the tomb. As his soul absorbed yin energy, it gradually grew stronger. Slowly, it seemed like he was beginning to remember something. He passed through the stone and entered the guardian hall.

Suddenly, the wolf-soul guards awakened.

The black-robed old shaman, too, stirred and opened his eyes!

“Khan!”

“Khan, you’ve finally returned!”

The old shaman staggered forward, dropping to one knee before the old man, his voice trembling with emotion.

The wolf souls bowed their heads in unison.

“You… you are…”

The old man stared at the shaman, struggling to recall, but for now, he couldn’t remember who this old man was.

“Khan, you don’t remember me?”

The black-robed shaman stood up. “Khan, I am your great shaman, Ula’zhen!”

“What?”

The old man clutched his head. “What’s wrong with me? Why can’t I remember?”

His memories had been erased—how easily could they return?

“No way!”

Upon hearing the shaman’s words, Shui Miao was deeply shocked.

He couldn’t believe it—this soul was actually the soul of Genghis Khan!

No wonder he had once unified the Asian continent and swept across Europe. It seemed he had relied on the power of this formation!

Shui Miao suddenly recalled a piece of information he had read before. Records stated that during those years, the Eurasian continent had suffered from constant flooding and harsh weather. Yet during Genghis Khan’s rise, the climate had been unusually stable and favorable, with lush pastures wherever his horses roamed… In other words, Genghis Khan himself had been a cultivator!

Furthermore, this artifact had been passed down from ancient times, with no ulterior motives or schemes involved.

As Shui Miao pondered these thoughts, he suddenly sensed the black-robed old shaman begin chanting incantations toward the old man—he seemed to be trying to awaken the old man’s memories!