"Ji Jiang? Never heard of that name before, but one can easily imagine there’s a love story woven into it." Ye Xiu knew nothing of love; the only thing he sought to understand was how to obtain the Soul Soldier Talisman.

"Ji Jiang gave the Soul Soldier Talisman to Han Xin, but no one knows where she went afterward. However, she is never mentioned in apocryphal or unofficial histories. I think she must still be in this world today." As Le’er spoke, she dissolved the magical power in her hand, and at that moment, the headless general turned into a pile of sand.

Old Liu stepped forward and stomped a few times to vent his anger: "I’m sorry, but everyone knows Han Xin died back in the Eastern Han Dynasty. Since he possessed the Soul Soldier Talisman, why didn't he declare himself king instead of inviting slaughter upon himself? Did that mysterious woman, Ji Jiang, not know to help him?"

Le’er raised her eyebrows and held the pouch high: "To be honest, I was just punished and tasked with guarding this pouch here. I don't even know what the Soul Soldier Talisman inside looks like, let alone anything about Han Xin or Ji Jiang. Why don't you two tell me why you came here?"

"Isn't this the Seven Star Trapped Dragon Malevolence ground? How could it be as simple as just this small training ground and one Dao Realm?" Old Liu analyzed his knowledge. From the location and name of the malevolence, he could deduce its connection to the Big Dipper, but just as Le’er said, aside from the strangeness surrounding General Han Xin, there was nothing else here.

Ye Xiu also found it odd. At this moment, Su Su, residing on his finger, slowly transformed into human form before them. As the saying goes, beauties are especially antagonistic upon meeting—she glanced at Le’er and said, "Master, I can sense the energy within this pouch, but it seems to be sealed by something, preventing the Soul Soldier Talisman from exerting any of its true power."

"Servant of the Death God..." Le’er was also somewhat hostile toward Su Su. She looked at Ye Xiu and said, "I heard an elder of the Royal Clan mention the Gate of the Death Realm. Legend says the Death God, Pluto, once dominated the world, and all clans bowed down in servitude. It’s a pity that some internal issue in the Death Realm caused the power of the Death God lineage to decline, coupled with attacks from the major clans. The Death God no longer exists in this world. If I recall correctly, there is still a Death God being held captive in the Three Abysses Snow Melting Palace in the Royal Clan territory."

"Isn't the Three Abysses Snow Melting Palace my Ancient Path Oddity Array?" Old Liu interjected, but Le’er cut him off.

"The Changbai Mountain area is the stronghold of the descendants of the Queen Mother of the West, the Terrestrial Royal Clan. Since when did it become the turn for your kind of petty, thieving Daoists to show off their might?"

Ye Xiu was slightly confused. Regardless of any Death God or malevolent ground, his greatest curiosity at the moment was to see what was inside the pouch: "Forget about these grievances for now. Before we entered, there was a very powerful enemy who wanted to seize the Soul Soldier Talisman. He must be a villain, and we can't let the Talisman fall into his hands. Can you take it out and show us?"

Le’er, having been pampered since birth, was supremely confident in her status and abilities. She nodded: "Since I’ve been stuck here alone for so long without seeing this thing, perhaps I should take it out and let you two simpletons have a look."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Hearing this, Old Liu's complaining expression instantly changed.

Le’er retrieved the yellow pouch and slowly untied the red cord. But even without restraint, the opening remained tightly shut. She couldn't manage to tear it open by force either: "It’s still like this. Actually, I’ve wanted to open it for a long time, but there was nothing I could do. Is it because my strength is too small, or what?"

Old Liu couldn't stand watching Le’er fuss with it any longer. He snatched it away, adopted a stance, and tried to rip it open. But even exerting all his strength, he couldn't create even a tiny gap in the pouch. He scratched his head and surprisingly pulled out the Thin Surface Knife. To everyone's astonishment, even the Thin Surface Knife failed to cut the small pouch.

Su Su elegantly took the pouch from Old Liu's hand and gently placed it into Ye Xiu's grasp. She winked captivatingly: "Master, didn't you just attract quite a few Power Souls? Although you haven't reached the realm of transferring Power Souls into both hands yet, those Power Souls themselves are full of spiritual energy. You can try using them."

Ye Xiu regretted still being in the initial stage of the Blood Artifact Realm. All he could do now was press the jade ring against the pouch. At that moment, the yellow Power Souls contained within the jade ring all leaped out and darted into the pouch.

Under everyone's gaze, those Power Souls slipped into the pouch like sprites. The pouch, which had been flat, gradually swelled as the Power Souls entered. When the opening of the bag also began to bulge along with the body of the bag, a cyan-green light suddenly illuminated the entire training ground. The ground fissures that Ye Xiu had previously broken suddenly became larger and deeper. Amidst a booming sound, a colossal stone tablet rose from the fissure, standing heavily before the dais.

"Hoo..." Le’er took a deep breath. She had seen this type of stone tablet before; it was a formation artifact scattered across the world by the Terrestrial Royal Clan. She walked over and examined the various grooves on the tablet: "I know this. This is the formation our Terrestrial Royal Clan uses to seal magical power. Having this stone tablet here means there must be an unpredictable power lying beneath."

"So there are magic treasures underneath!" Old Liu stared blankly at the stone tablet. He also approached and stroked its surroundings. The tablet was rectangular and cyan, and its edges were adorned with patterns resembling plants and branches—a stark contrast to those divine artifacts inlaid with dragon patterns and monstrous beasts. "Strange, why only flowers and grass?"

"Hmph! It seems the seal here was set by a member of the Sacred Lineage of the Terrestrial Royal Clan." Le’er knew they didn't understand the nuances, seeing their helpless looks. She continued to explain: "The Terrestrial Royal Clan is divided into the Art Lineage, which controls sand and stone puppets, and the Sacred Lineage, which uses flowers, plants, and trees for protection and healing. Although both share the duty of upholding salvation, there are old grudges and divisions among their leaders. I truly don't know what happened with the Venerable of my Art Lineage to make me guard something belonging to the Sacred Lineage."

Ye Xiu couldn't be bothered with so many factions; after all, the Death God currently also had Flame and Shadow lineages. He stepped up to the stone tablet and coldly stared at the patterns carved upon it. Besides the inlays of flora, there were clearly eight distinct grooves in the center. The largest central groove was rectangular, surrounded by seven irregularly arranged grooves of various shapes. Their arrangement clearly mimicked the Big Dipper. Ye Xiu glanced down at the pouch in his hand. The dull yellow color of the bag had receded; what he held was actually a rectangular soldier talisman bearing the image of a tiger head: "Looking at this Big Dipper-like arrangement, I know it. This is indeed a Soldier Talisman, and if I'm not mistaken, it should be the key to unlocking this Dao Realm."

"Let me place it!" Le’er became interested. She snatched the talisman from Ye Xiu and rushed to embed it into the central groove.