Tian Cang Continent.

The illusionary power of the Nine Revolutions Glazed Art on Lu Qianqian's body enabled Huai Yan to quickly discover the two remaining traces of immortal power on the meteorite from outer space.

The aura was very powerful and familiar, and it could be said to be exactly the same as the power in him.

The other one is slightly inferior, but equally terrifying.

Huai Yan's expression suddenly changed, and he teleported to the vicinity of the meteorite crater.

The celestial fire on the meteorite died out, leaving only a few wisps of blue smoke rising.

Huai Yan was pleasantly surprised when he felt the powerful immortal power of Yuhua Immortal floating on the surface of the meteorite.

"System, Master is indeed still alive! It seems he has returned to the upper realm."

Master had previously told him to be careful of Yun Zhonghe. So it seemed the other aura belonged to Yun Zhonghe.

"No, I have to go and lend a hand to my master." Huai Yan looked solemn, with worry in his eyes. He dug up the void meteorite and the crater and put it into the system space.

The core flame and soul stone contained in this meteorite are rare in the world and are extremely precious materials for refining weapons.

He could keep it and use it to strengthen and upgrade the Dragon Flame Sword or the Nine-Turn Glazed Hairpin in the future.

"Master has long been aware of Yun Zhonghe's intentions and must have stopped him on his way to the lower world."

As Huai Yan spoke, he soared into the air and was about to go into the depths of the void.

The system's voice immediately sounded anxiously: "Yanyan, Yun Zhonghe came down to the mortal world for Yun Ji. However, his cultivation is at the early stage of human immortality, and he is far from being a match for Yuhua Immortal. You don't need to worry."

"If you rashly go to the Immortal Realm now, you will be noticed by the Heavenly Soldiers patrolling the southern part of the Immortal Realm. Moreover, there are countless immortals in the Three Thousand Dao States and Three Thousand Great Worlds. We should be cautious."

Huai Yan paused and frowned slightly.

He had been at the bottom of the well for too long, and had become somewhat narrow-minded.

Yes, the fairyland is so vast that even if he goes up, he won’t be able to find his master for a while.

It would be better to stay in Tiancang Continent and practice in peace.

After all, if we want to solve the problem once and for all, we still have to eradicate Yun Zhonghe...

You still have to constantly improve yourself and enhance your cultivation.

As long as you can't roll it to death, roll it to death.

After he rescues Jun Xiuyuan, he will go into seclusion for a while, and then take Biancheng to find the evil monk Wunian.

"Yanyan, you don't have to worry. Yun Zhonghe is currently in the Southern Danbu Continent of the Immortal Realm. He was beaten and forced to flee in dismay by your master, the Immortal Yuhua. He's been severely injured and has been thrown into the Eight Domains Forbidden Zone by your master! He probably can't get out!"

"Eight restricted areas?!" Huai Yan showed a surprised expression on his face.

Rumor has it that it is located under the three thousand worlds of the fairyland.

There is an uninhabited restricted area called the Eight Regions.

It is a forbidden place of life left behind during the ancient war between immortals and evil spirits.

Sealed inside are the terrifying dark creatures and infected ferocious demons left over from countless battles between immortals and evil spirits.

If Yun Zhonghe was knocked down inside, he would probably be dead.

Huai Yan breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to leave before others arrived.

…………

Huai Yan spread his spiritual sense and found people from the two major families, Murong Yubai and Chu Huaiyu, in Youdu.

The two great families actually joined hands to look for him in Youdu!

Chu Huaiyou was extremely anxious and even asked about the Ghost King's subordinates.

Murong Yubai had an argument with Chu Huaiyou because he couldn't find the person.

"Mr. Chu, are you capable of this? You can't even protect one person? Is your black robe just for show?"

Chu Huaiyou's face turned ashen, and he was shaking with anger. "Murong Yubai, shut up right there! Junior Brother Huaiyan is still in a state of uncertainty, and you still have time to argue with me!"

"Heh... why are you so arrogant? Do you think you're so powerful? How much better are you than anyone else? You're just relying on the support of your elders!"

Murong Yubai snorted coldly and walked away, leaving only one sentence: "We will search separately. If we find the person, you are not allowed to keep it secret."

"Stupid!" Chu Huaiyou clenched his fists and cursed inwardly. His eyes were full of anxiety.

Huai Yan looked at the other person with a complicated expression.

He recalled the scene in his previous life when he was beaten by Murong Yubai during the treasure hunt in the secret realm. Chu Huaiyou watched coldly from the side, and then coldly threw down a few top-grade spirit stones as compensation.

"You can't even beat that loser Murong Yubai. You're so stupid."

"Hey, this is a reward from me!"

The condescending tone and disdainful eyes showed that just because Huai Yan was not strong enough, he was trampled into the mud by these chosen ones.

The crystal clear spirit stone is dazzling, swaying with an alluring luster that makes people feel sick and disgusted, but it is also very practical.

Huai Yan absorbed two top-grade spirit stones, his spiritual power was restored to its original state, his injuries were healed, and he finally walked out of the secret realm.

He originally thought that he could cultivate to a very powerful level and then take revenge on the two of them.

Who would have thought that in the end he would die tragically at the hands of Yun Ji's Wuwang sword.

. . . . . . .

The debt of the previous life must be repaid in this life.

Even worse than Chu Huaiyou is Murong Yubai, Qi Yu's ultimate bootlicker.

In that case, let's start with him.

Huai Yan's spiritual sense instantly locked onto Murong Yubai's position.

At this moment, he was leading people to the Huangquan Inn, looking for Huai Yan's trace.

"Boom boom boom!"

The group looked hurried and walked quickly up to the second floor, the top-level, luxurious room.

As soon as the door was opened.

A pungent smell of blood instantly hit my face.

"Ahhhhhh!" Someone screamed in terror and ran away with his head in his hands.

Murong Yubai's expression also changed slightly, and he quickly ran to the bed to check.

I saw a hideous and twisted corpse lying in a pool of blood.

His body had become as stiff as ice, his pupils were wide open, as if he had suffered a great shock before dying.

"Ghost!!!! Ghost, ghost......" Murong Yubai kept muttering to himself, his face pale.

Huai Yan's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes became deep and dark.

He immediately made hand gestures with one hand and cast the nightmare spell.

"A hundred ghosts roam the night, and the living souls are restless! The art of nightmares is at my disposal!"

Following Huai Yan's murmur.

The air in Huangquan Inn froze instantly.

A cold atmosphere quietly spread.

Ghostly shadows gathered from all directions.

Some of them had green faces and fangs, some were hanging white silk ghosts, some were wax-faced ghosts, and some were ghosts carrying coffins... Each of them had a hideous appearance and exuded a terrifying aura that made people's hearts flutter. They all rushed towards the eyebrows of the young master Murong who was standing in the inn!

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!!! Ghosts! So many ghosts!!! Ahhhhh, save me!!!”

A shrill scream suddenly resounded throughout the inn.

Murong Yubai was shaking violently with fear. He held his head and screamed in pain for a while, then fainted on the ground.

However, temporarily losing consciousness would only plunge him into an endless nightmare.

His expression was distorted with fear to the extreme, and there were yellow stains all over his body. He was so scared that he defecated and urinated without realizing it.

For a moment, the monks of the Murong family in the room were in a panic, all of them were frightened to death.

The originally eerily quiet inn suddenly fell into chaos...

Huai Yan had an indifferent expression, the eerie Huangquan Inn was reflected in his black pupils, and his eyes were terrifyingly cold.

"Murong Yubai, in my past life, you trampled on my dignity and stomped me into the mud. Today is the day you pay me back for it all!"

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