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"Silver Sword, cut!"

Zhang Xiaoshan's eyes flashed and he shouted softly.

call out!

I saw a bright light flash across the sky in an instant, and the speed of the silver sword was as fast as lightning.

puff!

At this time, the black-tailed giant scorpion had just crawled out of the sand pit with difficulty, but before it could react, its huge body was pierced by the sharp silver sword.

In an instant, blood gushed out of its chest like a fountain, splashing onto the dry sand.

"Ow!"

The black-tailed giant scorpion let out a shrill scream.

"Are you a Jindan cultivator?"

Then, it raised its head and stared at Zhang Xiaoshan, spitting out blood from its mouth and speaking in human language.

The black-tailed giant scorpion's voice was hoarse and weak. Before he could finish his words, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood. Then his body tilted and he fell on the vast desert, never to make a sound again.

"Fortunately, this silver sword can unleash the full strength of an early Jindan cultivator. Otherwise, it really wouldn't be able to do anything to you, a beast."

Zhang Xiaoshan flashed like a ghost and instantly came to the body of the black-tailed giant scorpion, breathing heavily and speaking softly.

Then, he waved his hand and put the body of the black-tailed giant scorpion into the storage bag.

Then, Zhang Xiaoshan jumped up again and rushed towards the place where the spiritual energy was most concentrated.

Soon, he arrived at the 100th floor.

"This hundredth floor is actually just one room? It's completely different from the first ninety-nine floors."

Zhang Xiaoshan quickly glanced around and found himself in a huge stone cave room. He was stunned for a moment, his face full of confusion, and he muttered to himself.

Zhang Xiaoshan was looking around curiously, trying to find a clue from this seemingly ordinary yet mysterious environment.

"Haha, after ten thousand years, someone finally reached the hundredth floor of the Sacred Wood Tower!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind, and the voice was like muffled thunder echoing in the cave.

The sound seemed to be a call from ancient times, carrying with it endless vicissitudes and mystery, stirring up layers of echoes in the empty stone cave.

……

On the other side, in a gloomy and dark hall, the light was dim and blurry.

A disciple of the Lingmu Sect was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, as if he was practicing some mysterious technique.

At a certain moment, he slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, but it was soon replaced by alertness.

He stood up and glanced around quickly.

I saw rows of densely packed stone tables, arranged neatly, with candle-like lights placed on the stone tables. The faint light flickered in this gloomy environment, as if it would go out at any time.

"Oh no! Steward Nie and Steward Song's lamps have gone out!"

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on one of the stone tables, his face changed drastically and he screamed in surprise.

"what?"

"The soul lamps of Steward Nie and Steward Song have gone out?"

Another young disciple who was also sitting cross-legged on the ground was shocked when he heard the panicked voice. He quickly stood up and said with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Yes, look!" said the disciple from before with a trembling voice.

The two did not dare to hesitate at all and walked over quickly.

When they looked closer, they saw that the dozen or so dim lights on the stone table had been extinguished. Without a trace of light, the darkness seemed to swallow them up.

"Ten soul lamps have gone out. This is no small matter. We must report this to the elders immediately!"

One of them spoke in a hurried voice.

Their heartbeats quickened rapidly and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. In this gloomy hall, an ominous feeling enveloped them.

"I will report to Elder Gao now."

The other person nodded quickly and said, "During this period, you must not let anyone enter the Soul Lamp Hall, and you must not tell anyone else about this."

"Okay, then go quickly. I won't let anyone enter here casually."

The man nodded solemnly.

Soon, the young disciple took a step forward, his figure as light and swift as a flying swallow, and jumped out of the hall in an instant.

His figure was seen halfway up a tall mountain, rushing towards the opposite mountain without hesitation.

Soon, the young disciple arrived at the entrance of a cave.

This cave is where Elder Gao practices.

A middle-aged man dressed in a gorgeous Taoist robe walked out of the cave.

Plop!

"Elder Gao, something bad has happened. In the Soul Lamp Hall, Steward Nie and Steward Song's soul lamps have gone out."

The young disciple quickly knelt down and spoke loudly.

"Isn't it just that two soul lamps went out? What's the big deal?"

Elder Gao heard this and said calmly.

"Elder Gao, it's not just Steward Song and Steward Nie whose soul lamps have gone out, but also eight or nine other seniors in our sect whose soul lamps have gone out as well."

The young disciple hurriedly spoke again.

"Ok?"

"How come the soul lamps of more than ten people have gone out? Who is so bold as to kill the core disciples of my Lingmu Sect?"

Elder Gao frowned and said in surprise.

He knew very well that the soul lamps stored in the Soul Lamp Hall all belonged to those disciples of Lingmu Sect who were in the middle stage of foundation building or above.

"I don't know about this matter." The young disciple quickly shook his head and said.

"Such a big thing, and you in the Soul Lamp Palace don't even know who did it?" Elder Gao snorted coldly and said.

"Elder Gao, Senior Brother Chen and I were guarding the Soul Lamp Hall. When we saw the Soul Lamp go out, we knew it was a serious matter and came to report it immediately."

The young disciple spoke quickly.

"I understand!

Being able to kill more than a dozen late-stage and peak-stage foundation-building cultivators in our Lingmu Sect in a short period of time, this person should be at the half-step Jindan stage."

Elder Gao glanced at the young disciple, pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice: "

This person must have killed not only the core disciples of my Lingmu Sect, but also many outer and inner disciples.

This person must have a great grudge against my Lingmu Sect, but I don’t know which grudge it is.”

"Elder Gao, now that I have reported this to you, do you think I should pass this matter on to the Law Enforcement Hall and have them investigate?"

The young disciple said tremblingly.

"The other party is at the half-step Jindan stage. I don't think the law enforcement team can intervene in this matter."

Elder Gao shook his head slightly and said, "Also, this matter must not be told to anyone, I plan to investigate it myself.

After the investigation is complete, I will report to the patriarch, you can leave now."

The young monk responded, "Yes," and then hurried away trembling.

Elder Gao muttered softly, "There are many conflicts between my Lingmu Sect and several other sects. I don't know which sect attacked my disciples."

As he said this, Elder Gao leaped up and quickly entered the Lingmu Sect's internal affairs hall, where he began to investigate the whereabouts of Steward Song and Steward Nie, preparing to immediately conduct a thorough investigation of the matter.

In less than an incense stick of time, Elder Gao found out that Chief Steward Song was presiding over the assessment of Lingmu Sect disciples today, and Chief Steward Nie was going to Lingmu City to investigate an important matter today.