One person: I am Lin Bai, good at using a hundred skills!

The fierce black fog just barely passed by him.

At the same time, he gathered all his Qi and thrust the sword in his hand straight into the Soul Devouring Old Man's chest like a dragon!

The Soul-Eating Old Man let out a shrill scream after being stabbed by the sword, as if even his soul was about to be torn apart by the sword.

The muscles on his face twitched unnaturally, and his eyes were full of fear and unwillingness.

"Ah - damn kid, how dare you hurt me!"

The Soul-Eating Old Man roared madly, with a hint of madness in his tone.

He covered the wound on his chest with one hand, and blood kept gushing out from between his fingers.

At the same time, he swung his other hand violently.

A ball of pitch-black mist suddenly gushed out from his palm, instantly submerging his body.

"Want to run? Not that easy!"

Lin Bai sneered and slashed with his sword without hesitation.

Wherever the sword passed, the black fog was cut apart, turned into countless fragments, and dissipated into the air.

However, when the sword cut through the last wisp of mist, the figure of the Soul-Eating Old Man mysteriously disappeared.

"Hmph, a mere trifle."

Lin Bai snorted coldly, his eyes slightly closed, as if sensing something.

The next moment, without even turning his head, his whole body's Qi surged.

He rushed out of the Zhanxian Pavilion like an arrow and headed straight for the distant Demon Mountain.

The howling wind blew past, making the cloak rustle.

Lin Bai's speed was so fast that he disappeared into the mountains in the blink of an eye, leaving the disciples of the Zhanxian Pavilion looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Hurry, let's catch up!"

Huang Qing made a prompt decision and called on everyone to follow him.

At this time, the Demon Mountain was shrouded in white mist, which was rolling and surging wildly.

Thunder roared from time to time in the dark red sky, making the earth buzz.

Lin Bai rushed all the way at lightning speed, heading straight for the Soul-Eating Old Man's Qi trail.

However, when he was about to catch up, a dark shadow suddenly jumped out from the front and blocked his way.

"Die, old soul-eater!"

Lin Bai shouted loudly, and the sword in his hand shot out a sharp sword light, which went straight to the man's forehead.

However, in a flash, the figure twisted strangely and barely avoided the fatal blow.

"Hey, you've been fooled..."

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Lin Bai secretly cried out in alarm and subconsciously dodged to the side.

But he saw a dagger emitting a chilling cold air flying past his ear at high speed.

"A clone..."

Taking advantage of the momentum of his dodge, Lin Bai suddenly turned around, swung the long sword in his hand and slashed straight behind him.

Sonorous!

There was a loud sound of metal clashing, and the two sharp weapons collided fiercely, causing sparks to fly all over the sky.

The Soul-Eating Old Man appeared behind Lin Bai again without him noticing.

But this time, although he blocked Lin Bai's attack, his face no longer had the previous calmness.

"I almost got it from you, kid..."

The Soul Devouring Old Man gnashed his teeth as he spoke, his hair and beard moving without the wind. Lin Bai's strength was obviously far beyond his expectations.

Lin Bai sneered and swung his sword again without any hesitation.

"That means your death is approaching!"

After saying that, the two started fighting again.

The Soul Devouring Old Man used all his skills, sometimes splitting himself into two, sometimes disappearing. His strange movements were like a ghost, constantly moving among Lin Bai's attacks.

As the fighting got more intense, Huang Qing and his men finally caught up. As everyone joined forces to attack him, the Soul Devouring Old Man gradually became exhausted.

"hateful......"

Being forced to retreat once again, the Soul-Eating Old Man glared at Lin Bai with gritted teeth.

The next moment, he suddenly had a black porcelain bottle in his hand. He threw the bottle to the ground, and suddenly black smoke billowed and swept all over the place.

When the black fog cleared, the figure of the Soul Devouring Old Man had disappeared. Only a few words echoed in the air:

"Boy, you're lucky this time. Next time we meet, I'll make sure you're neither alive nor dead!"

"You monster! Stop being so arrogant!"

Lin Bai let out a low shout, stepped on the ground, and turned into a green light, chasing towards the distance.

However, when he landed at the place where the Soul-Eating Old Man disappeared, there was no trace of him.

The surrounding mountains were densely forested, towering into the clouds. A dark wind mixed with evil spirits whistled past my ears. Apart from that, there was no other movement.

"How's it going? Did you catch up?"

Huang Qing and the others hurried over and saw Lin Bai standing there alone. He couldn't help but ask in confusion...

Lin Bai shook his head, his brows full of regret.

"That old monster was full of tricks, but he finally escaped."

When the strange people in the office heard this, they all sighed.

But now the Soul-Eating Old Man is injured and on the run, so he probably won't dare to act rashly for the time being.

It's time for everyone in Zhanxian Pavilion to prepare for a counterattack.

Lin Bai closed his eyes slightly and started to think in his mind.

......

The headquarters of Zhanxian Pavilion is brightly lit.

In the hall, Chen Duo was studying a pile of ancient books. Lin Bai ordered her to do her best to dig out clues about the Soul Devouring Sect.

"Soul Devouring Sect...Soul Devouring Sect..."

She murmured to herself, her slender fingertips flying back and forth among the files.

Suddenly, my sight stopped at a vague record. On the yellowed paper, I saw the place name "Youming Valley" clearly visible.

"This is......"

Chen Duo's eyes lit up. She read the description of the fragment carefully, and gradually she understood.

"The Nether Valley is located in a hidden valley somewhere in the Demon Mountain."

"It is said that this is the lair of an evil sect called 'Netherworld Cult' in ancient times."

"The Netherworld Cult..."

Chen Duo repeated this strange and weird name, frowning slightly.

At this moment, Bai Xiao hurried in.

"Sister Duoduo, did you find anything?"

She asked straight to the point.

Chen Duo handed her the fragment in his hand and told her his guess:

"I suspect that the Soul Devouring Sect is closely related to this 'Netherworld Cult'. Perhaps their lair is hidden in the Netherworld Valley."

"but......"

"After all, this is just a record in an ancient book of unknown origin, so it is a bit far-fetched."

"In my opinion, further verification is needed. Xiaoxiao, do you have any clues?"

Chen Duo changed the subject...

“Yes there is…”

Bai Xiao frowned slightly, obviously lost in thought.

"When I was interrogating the captured Soul Devouring Sect remnants, I tried to use mind reading to explore their memories."

"Although most of their consciousness has become confused due to years of practicing evil arts."

“But I still captured some fragmented information.”

"Among them, there is a gloomy cave that keeps appearing in the illusion. It is surrounded by fog and the sun cannot be seen."

"I always feel that the cave may have some connection with the Soul Devouring Sect's headquarters."

Bai Xiao spoke slowly.

"The Nether Valley... The Cave..."

Chen Duo muttered to herself a few times...

“Got it!”

"If we combine these two clues... the Soul Devouring Sect's lair is most likely hidden in the Netherworld Valley of the Demon Mountain!"

she concluded excitedly.

"I just don't know what the results of Lao Xiao's investigation are."

Bai Xiao looked a little worried...

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the hall was pushed open.

Lao Xiao and his group walked in, dusty and exhausted, with tired looks on their faces.