Outside Blackrock Town, a young man dressed in a purple robe was walking slowly into the town.

As he watched the red beam of light gradually spread in the distance, his expression instantly turned serious.

"Was it too late after all?"

The boy grabbed a person who was running away.

The man was burly and a head taller than the boy, but the boy easily grabbed him.

"If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!"

The man turned around impatiently, cursing under his breath.

Snapped!

Suddenly, a black talisman was affixed to the man's head.

The other person immediately shut up, and their fierce, triangular eyes completely lost their luster.

"Tsk, what a waste of a Truth Word talisman."

The boy clicked his tongue in annoyance, looking at the talisman on the man's forehead, feeling as if his heart was bleeding.

"Tell me, are all the disciples of the Black Stone Sect still on the mountain?"

"No one has come down from the mountain for a long time; they should still be on the mountain."

The man's expression was blank; he only answered the questions woodenly.

Have any strangers visited you recently?

The boy continued to ask.

Although the Black Stone Sect is a reclusive sect, it is quite strange that it has not communicated with the outside world for so long.

And those disciples he encountered outside before...

The boy's expression turned serious, and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, we found two good items earlier and have already given them to the gentlemen on the mountain."

“…Tsk.”

There had been rumors that the Black Stone Sect kept a group of bandits at the foot of the mountain for their own use.

At first, he didn't believe it, thinking that even a cultivator with a low cultivation level should have their own integrity.

How could he possibly associate with bandits among mortals?

Looking back now...

However, I myself crossed the line of those cultivators.

Why are there so few people left in your town?

“A long time ago, the old men on the mountain said they would select people to pass on their magic arts. Over the years, people have been going up the mountain, but very few have come down.”

The man spoke slowly and deliberately, without hiding anything.

"The people of the Black Stone Sect are treating mortals like pigs and dogs."

The boy couldn't help but sigh and looked up at the red pillar of light in the distance.

"It seems that the slow progress is no longer enough to satisfy their appetite, and now they've even come up with a Soul Refining Array."

"This is no hidden sect, it's a den of demons."

"Luckily, I have a keen sense of smell."

The boy grinned, and with a flash of spiritual energy from his fingertips, he slashed across the man's neck.

The man fell to the ground with a thud, and the black talisman on his forehead turned into countless specks of dust and dissipated.

The boy ran quickly up the mountain against the flow of people.

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On the other side, underground of the Black Stone Sect.

The red light grew stronger and stronger, engulfing Chu Luobai and Qiu Lin.

Chu Luobai could feel that the spiritual power in his spiritual sea was being continuously drained away.

The protective shield formed by spiritual energy is also constantly weakening.

"How is my Soul Refining Array?"

Shi Aotian had an arrogant expression on his face.

"Even if you are the sect leader of the Qingyun Sword Sect, once you step into my formation, I will make sure you never return!"

"That old bastard."

Chu Luobai gritted her teeth and stabbed Lingxiao fiercely at the light wall at the edge of the formation.

After a ripple spread across the wall of light, there was no further sound.

"How does it feel to have your spiritual energy gradually drained?"

“If you had agreed to submit to me before, you wouldn’t have had to suffer like this.”

Shi Aotian slowly descended from mid-air and took a few steps toward Chu Luobai.

At this moment, there were no longer any traces of the red insect eggs that had previously eroded his body.

On the contrary, her skin was rosy, her hair was jet black, and she looked radiant.

"Of course, I've always been someone who values ​​talent, and I've taken a liking to yours."

"If you can help me take down the Qingyun Sword Sect, I might be willing to let you and your junior brother go."

Valuing talent?

He just wanted the worms to parasitize him, turning them into puppets for him to consume spiritual energy and flesh.

Chu Luobai remained silent, staring at Shi Aotian with resentment.

Her face gradually turned pale due to the massive depletion of her spiritual energy, and she swayed precariously.

He could only plant his longsword in the ground to barely support his body.

"What? You still can't let go of your useless sect."

Shi Aotian chuckled evilly and stretched out his hand toward Chu Luobai, his condescending gaze seeming to be bestowing a favor upon Chu Luobai.

"I recognize this sword. You must be Mu Changfeng's disciple?"

Upon suddenly hearing his master's name, Chu Luobai's heart skipped a beat.

She had never heard of any connection between her master and the leader of this small sect.

"Once I reach the summit of Qingyun Peak, I will make him the first to die!"

The mere mention of Mu Changfeng instantly ignited Shi Aotian's fury.

"But before that, snatching his most prized disciple away would be a fun thing to do."

"Death, or..."

Before Shi Aotian could finish speaking, a huge black shadow suddenly loomed over him.

He felt a sharp pain in the left side of his body, and then he was thrown away.

"Roar!"

A roar echoed throughout the cave as Cheng Huang slapped the light barrier of the formation.

With a snap, countless cracks instantly appeared on the light screen.

"Kumikage, well done."

Chu Luobai abandoned her fragile demeanor and calmly stood up.

This soul-refining formation is designed for humans and has little effect on innate spirit beasts like Yunyin.

Hearing his master praise him, Yunyin let out a happy howl and buried his huge, furry beast head in Chu Luobai's arms.

"Help me stop Shi Aotian."

Although they have the great help of Yunyin, there's no guarantee that Shi Aotian won't have any other dirty tricks up his sleeve.

The main problem is that Chu Luobai and his group are in a disadvantageous position within this Soul Refining Array.

We must leave the area covered by this formation.

"Roar!"

Yun Yin let out a low growl, turned to look at Shi Aotian, and lowered his body to a low, fully combat stance.

"A primordial spirit beast? You, a mere disciple, actually possess such a treasure? It seems Mu Changfeng truly dotes on you, willing to give you anything."

Shi Aotian clutched his shoulder, which had been bitten and bled, his face ashen.

His expression grew even more grim when he saw cracks appear in the formation.

Yun Yin ignored what he said and directly raised a claw to strike Shi Aotian.

"What kind of innate spirit beast is this? A beast is a beast. It can't even understand what I'm saying."

Shi Aotian's eyes flashed with ruthlessness as he was forced to take two steps back by Yun Yin.

He was originally a sub-worm that was forcibly absorbed, and his cultivation level was still unstable.

In addition, spirit beasts are inherently strong, and their combat power far exceeds that of cultivators of the same realm.

Shi Aotian had to be cautious.

"Roar!"

Another roar echoed throughout the cave, and sand and gravel continued to fall from the ceiling.

The entire cave seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

"Damn beast!"

Shi Aotian was furious, but he could only flee left and right under the fierce attacks of Yunyin.

Chu Luobai glanced at the battlefield, then slammed his palm hard into the crack.

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