Chapter 141: The Soul-Devouring Evil God

Jingwu looked at the person in front of him, his heart skipped a beat. Who was his disciple? Could it be Jiang Chu?

That must be it; he's the only person I've killed.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and before she could speak, she saw the old Taoist priest walking towards her.

His eyes were cold as he sized her up. Although he looked down on the woman's age, he knew that his most prized disciple had fallen into her hands, so she was not someone to be underestimated.

The old Taoist priest took out the Yin Bone Banner, determined to kill her here.

The moment Jingwu saw the Yin Bone Banner, alarm bells rang in his heart.

These Yin Bone Banners are always made from numerous vengeful spirits. The banner itself is made of white bones, engraved with evil incantations, and then coated with corpse oil.

The sheer yin energy surrounding it was enough to make Lu Yanning feel a chill run down his spine and shiver uncontrollably.

"Master, it's so cold."

Jingwu glanced back at her and immediately conjured a barrier to protect her.

Her gaze fell on the old Taoist priest, and she instantly thought of the secret room in the inn where there was only human skin and no soul.

Jiang Chu was his disciple, so those vengeful spirits must have been captured by him to refine the Yin Bone Banner.

"You're so kind, carrying a burden and still protecting her. Why don't you see if you can even get out of here alive?"

The old Taoist priest smiled sinisterly, and with a wave of his hand holding the Yin Bone Banner, a powerful surge of Yin energy rushed towards the girl.

Seeing this, Jingwu quickly dodged away, conjured a spirit sword, and chuckled.

"Do you know how your disciple died? He committed numerous evils and violated the laws of heaven, so he was struck dead by heavenly lightning. You will suffer the same fate, struck by heavenly lightning and your soul will be scattered to the winds."

"You're young, but you're quite arrogant. I'd like to see whether I get struck by lightning first or you get killed by me first."

The old Taoist waved the Soul Banner, and countless streams of Yin energy burst forth, sweeping towards the girl with menacing force, as if to devour her completely.

Jingwu immediately conjured a protective barrier, shielding himself and the girl beside him.

She bit her finger, smeared the blood on her forehead, and chanted a spell to protect her mind.

Immediately, he quickly summoned the Primordial Yang Fire, which rushed straight towards the Yin Bone Banner.

In an instant, the primordial yang fire, formed from accumulated merit, rapidly burned and devoured the Yin Bone Banner.

A hint of surprise flashed in the old Taoist's eyes. He quickly tried to extinguish the fire, but the fire of merit was not so easy to put out.

Jingwu smiled slightly. This was the Yuan Yang Fire that she had summoned after spending nearly two years of her merits.

"I underestimated you." Seeing that the fire could not be extinguished, the old Taoist immediately bit his finger and smeared his own blood essence on the soul banner, chanting incantations to summon the ghosts.

The Yin Bone Banner vibrated rapidly, emitting a sharp sound. In an instant, the surrounding temperature dropped significantly.

The evil and dark power spread rapidly in all directions, and the yin energy rushed towards the primordial yang fire, making a crackling sound.

Although the primordial yang fire burned away all the yin energy, it also suffered considerable losses, and the flames gradually dwindled.

Upon realizing this, Jingwu immediately bit his fingertip, channeling the remaining merit within his body, and rushed towards the Yin Bone Banner.

The golden light of merit burst forth, swiftly devouring the Yin Bone Banner.

The white bone cracked and fell to the ground in pieces the next second.

The old Taoist priest's eyes flashed with panic upon seeing this.

This was a Yin Bone Banner that he had spent more than three years making with countless Yin spirits, and now it was destroyed here?

He stared coldly at the girl in front of him, and seeing that she was about to summon heavenly lightning, he immediately burrowed into the ground and disappeared from the spot.

A hero's revenge is never too late, even after ten years; it's not too late to seek revenge later.

Jingwu watched him disappear without giving chase. Instead, he put all the remaining soul fragments into his Qiankun bag.

Then, they removed the barrier and walked into the black palace.

The palace was magnificent, with countless luminous pearls embedded in its walls, illuminating the way.

Jingwu walked inside and saw a pure gold chair in the huge hall, with a statue of a god sitting on it.

Like the main hall in a temple, this statue was also completely wrapped in red cloth.

Jingwu narrowed his eyes, just about to go forward to see what was going on, when he heard a sound coming from the corner.

She turned her head and saw a celestial mirror placed on a table in the corner.

Upon closer inspection, they found Yue Huai and the Blood-Eyed Centipede locked in combat.

Just as she was about to teleport to help, she saw the boy take out a jade pendant and use the light of merit to make the centipede feel stinging all over.

He instantly picked up the spirit sword and killed him with a single blow.

Jingwu stopped what she was doing, a slight smile playing on her lips, and decided to wait for him to come over. She put the mirror into her Qiankun bag and walked towards the statue.

She wanted to see what kind of face was hidden under the red cloth, the face that had caused the deaths of countless innocent people.

Just then, Yue Huai walked in carrying the blood centipede, his handsome face still stained with blood.

"Awu, this centipede can be used to make pills."

Jingwu nodded with a smile: "Indeed, very good medicinal herbs."

With a smile on his face, Yue Huai walked to her side and looked at the statue wrapped in red cloth with her.

Without further hesitation, Jingwu stepped forward and tore off the red cloth.

The next second, the face hidden under the red cloth was revealed.

A fierce-looking, bluish face lowered slightly, its eyes, wide like copper bells, staring menacingly down below.

He held a Yin Bone Banner in his hand, just like the one the old Taoist priest had shown him earlier, which looked extremely eerie.

No wonder it's wrapped in red cloth; if it were exposed, it would scare the people offering incense to death.

Jingwu recognized it as the Soul-Devouring Evil God, his expression darkened, and he stepped down.

The Soul-Devouring Evil God, as his name suggests, was an evil sorcerer from thousands of years ago who devoured souls. He cultivated himself into a god through this evil art, wreaking havoc on the human world. In the end, he was killed by the other gods.

Perhaps he still has a wisp of his spirit remaining in the mortal world, waiting to absorb enough offerings before making a comeback.

Yue Huai's expression was also not good. After all, this was an evil god. In the capital city, the Soul-Devouring Evil God was openly worshipped!

Prince Hui has truly gone mad; he will stop at nothing to achieve his goals!

This matter must be reported to the Crown Prince so that he can expose the Prince Hui who is hiding behind the scenes!

Jingwu stared at the statue for a moment, then immediately pinched his lips and chanted a spell, destroying the statue.

In an instant, the souls trapped by the statues rushed out and wandered around the hall.

Jingwu frowned and put all the souls into his Qiankun bag.

Then, turning his head, he saw Lu Yanning squatting in the corner, looking at Lord Lu with teary eyes.

"Don't cry, your father is here." Lord Lu had regained his senses and was lovingly stroking his daughter's head.

Although he couldn't touch her, he still comforted his daughter.

“Father!” Lu Yanning couldn’t see her father’s face clearly, but she could see a blurry figure in front of her. She recognized that it was her father.