Chapter 158 Rescue the Junior Brother

But the next moment, her heart sank to the bottom.

Yan Jinjin’s eyes.

Those eyes that used to always have a bright smile and occasionally a little greedy were now dead silent, empty and lifeless, without any luster, like a pool of stagnant water.

Xiaobai immediately tried to transmit his voice: "Junior Brother? I am Xiaobai, can you hear me, Junior Brother?"

However, no matter how she called, Yan Jinjin on the platform did not respond. She still stood there quietly like a soulless sculpture.

The voice transmission failed.

Jing Gan had been paying attention to her reaction and the movements on the platform. Seeing Yan Jinjin's expression and Xiaobai's ineffective voice transmission, his face became solemn. He spoke to Xiaobai with his mind, his voice carrying a hint of coldness:

"Xiaobai, give up on transmitting the sound, it's useless."

"Look at the look in his eyes. I'm afraid someone has used forbidden drugs or evil magic to control his mind and seal his memory."

"He may not recognize us now."

Jing Gan’s words were like a basin of cold water poured over his head.

Xiaobai's face turned pale instantly.

Give up on voice transmission?

Don’t you recognize us?

She looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure on the platform, and her heart felt as if it was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, causing her severe pain.

Jing Gan held her hand tightly, conveying his strength: "Don't worry, there will be a way."

There was still a lot of noise all around, but the two men's minds were no longer on this noisy ghost market.

They could only keep their distance and continue wandering around pretending nothing had happened.

As time passed, the light in the ghost market gradually dimmed and the flow of people began to thin out.

Night finally falls.

The two looked at each other and nodded in tacit understanding.

His figure flashed like two wisps of smoke, silently avoiding the patrolling guards and sneaking into the dungeon area deep in the ghost market.

The dungeon was dark and damp, filled with a foul smell mixed with blood and decay.

Relying on the aura they had previously locked onto, they quickly found the single cell where Yan Jinjin was imprisoned.

Behind the iron bars, Yan Jinjin sat against the wall with her head lowered.

His face was paler than before, completely bloodless, and his lips were chapped.

Hearing the noise, he didn't even raise his head, and his eyes were still that heart-poundingly empty and distracted.

Jing Gan stepped forward and observed carefully through the iron bars.

He stretched out his fingers, concentrated his mind, and carefully checked Yan Jinjin's physical condition.

After a moment, Jing Gan withdrew his hand with an extremely ugly expression.

"The situation is worse than expected." He spoke to Xiaobai in a deep voice.

"In addition to the powerful forbidden drugs, at least three 'soul-stealing nails' were planted in his body, piercing the origin of his soul."

Xiaobai took a deep breath, his hands were cold: "Soul-stealing nail? What is that?"

"It is an extremely vicious ancient forbidden technique. Once planted, the soul will be firmly locked. If it is forcibly removed or attempted to release the control, the soul will instantly shatter and completely scatter."

Jing Gan's voice was chilling: "To rob him by force is the same as killing him directly."

what to do?

Do I really have to watch my junior brother turn into a soulless puppet?

Xiaobai was so anxious that his eyes turned red and he was in a state of confusion.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind.

That's right! That thing.

When she was in the underworld, Emperor Yin seemed to have given her a treasure.

"Nine Netherworld Weak Water." Xiaobai's eyes suddenly lit up.

The weak water was refined by her and could be controlled at will, taking objects from a distance. As long as her mind went there, she would not harm the target at all.

We should give it our all and try our best.

"Jing Gan, I have a way to try." Xiao Bai said hurriedly but with a glimmer of hope.

She quickly took out a powerful sleeping talisman of Li Xiaoran from her small storage bag.

This is her masterpiece that she pestered her senior brother to improve after a long time when he was free. It can make people faint for a while anyway.

"Cover me."

Jing Gan immediately understood and became alert. He spread his mind and kept a vigilant eye on his surroundings.

Xiaobai seized the opportunity, raised his little hand, and the sleeping talisman seemed to have eyes. It passed through the iron bars silently and stuck accurately on the back of Yan Jinjin's neck.

Almost instantly, Yan Jinjin's already stiff body shook slightly, and she completely lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Done.

Xiaobai didn't dare to delay and immediately urged his mind.

A handful of dark blue liquid that seemed to contain stars appeared out of thin air and floated in her palm.

This is the Nine Netherworld Weak Water.

"go."

Following Xiaobai's low shout, the handful of weak water seemed to come to life, transforming into a soft water belt that nimbly passed through the gap in the iron bars.

The water belt expanded rapidly, completely wrapping up the unconscious Yan Jinjin, forming a dark blue water cocoon.

The surface of the water cocoon is glittering, but not a single breath leaks out.

"receive."

Xiaobai clenched his little hands suddenly.

The dark blue water cocoon, along with Yan Jinjin inside it, disappeared instantly and appeared in front of Xiaobai, who then quickly put it into a special space magic weapon.

"Done, let's go."

The two did not dare to stay, and their figures turned into shadows again and quickly evacuated the dungeon.

They rushed all the way at lightning speed until they escaped from the influence of the Ghost Market, and then ran for hundreds of miles before they found an extremely secluded valley to stop.

Jing Gan set up several formations to conceal the aura and provide defense.

Only then did Xiaobai release Yan Jinjin from the space magic weapon.

Jing Gan immediately stepped forward and carefully checked Yan Jinjin's condition again.

This time, without the obstruction of the ban, he explored deeper.

Suddenly, Jing Gan's gaze fixed on some extremely complex golden runes faintly appearing under the skin at Yan Jinjin's heart.

These runes are looming, emitting an ancient and pure golden aura.

"Is this, the 'Genjin Soul Protecting Seal'?" Jing Gan frowned, and then a hint of shock and realization flashed in his eyes.

"This mark, this formation, logically speaking, only the core descendants of the ancient Yan family are qualified to brand it."

"Yan family? Which Yan family?" Xiaobai blinked his big eyes, a little confused.

Jing Gan took a deep breath and explained, "The Yan family that controls the innate Gengjin law and is famous in the upper realm for its weapon refining and domineering swordsmanship.

Their children are all precious and well-protected. How could they end up in the lower realms and be controlled in this way?"

He looked at the unconscious, expressionless Yan Jinjin, thinking: "His surname is Yan, he carries the sword 'Broken Waves', and he has the Yan family's soul-protecting seal... I can't be wrong, he is definitely from the Yan family."

"Is Junior Brother really a descendant of a big family?" Xiao Bai was surprised and curious, but more worried, "What should we do now? The soul-sucking nails and medicine on him."

"Both the Soul-Sucking Nail and the forbidden drug are extremely difficult to remove. It is too risky to remove them by force." Jing Gan pondered, "But since he is from the Yan family, the Yan family may have a secret method to remove them safely."

"Moreover, the person behind this who was able to do this to him and send him to the Ghost Market as a puppet guard must have a very complicated identity and purpose. The Yan family might know some clues."

"We must take him to the Yan family as soon as possible." Jing Gan made the decision.

"Okay." Xiaobai nodded immediately, his face full of determination, "Where is the Yan family?"

"The main branch of the Yan family should be in Nanjing City, southwest of the Second Heaven."

"Then we have to say hello to the sect first." Xiaobai said, taking out the communication jade slip and quickly editing a message.

"Just say that I suddenly realized something, and I'm going to go out with my brother to gain some experience. I'll be back in about three months."

After sending the message, Xiaobai put away the jade slip.

Jing Gan looked at the sky, and then sensed a few faint tracking auras coming from afar.

"Those guys in Wuxiang Pavilion have a keen nose. I'm afraid they have already noticed the unusual movements in the Ghost Market." He snorted coldly.

The next moment, a majestic and vast aura mixed with the power of an ancient dragon and deep demonic energy burst out from Jing Gan's body, rushing straight into the sky, disrupting the perception of heaven within a hundred miles, and then instantly disappeared without a trace.

"Let's release some smoke bombs, hopefully that will confuse them for a while."