On the platform, everyone stared at the man who had suddenly appeared, forgetting to breathe for a long time.

His appearance was like a fairy tale, and the things he said were even more shocking.

However, everyone knows that this man is extremely powerful. He can freeze all formations with a mere gesture, and no one doubts the truthfulness of his words.

The gate hanging upside down in the sky was constantly retreating to both sides. If they waited until the Crimson Sky Realm was fully opened, it would be too late to reverse the situation. Therefore, the man simply stood in mid-air and watched them quietly, without urging them, because he believed that these cultivators trapped in the divine light were well aware that they didn't have much time left to think.

"Grandpa, aren't Bixie and Xiao Xun just rebels against the will of Heaven? We must not believe them! Besides, Grandpa, didn't you say that once the Book of Reincarnation appears in the world, the world will be in chaos?" Jiu'er murmured.

Bixie narrowed his eyes and smiled, saying, "Yes, once the Book of Reincarnation appears, the world will be in chaos, so you can choose the latter. Of course, after you and Xiao Xun disappear together, I will find a way to close the Crimson Sky Realm so that no one else will be implicated. So, as long as you choose to die and choose to disappear with Xiao Xun, no one will be affected."

Jiu'er was stunned for a moment, "That's great! Grandpa, he said he can..."

"Shut up!" The First Elder's face was extremely ugly. "We are people who bear the mandate of heaven, how can we die! The appearance of Bixie is the guidance of the heavenly way, the heavenly way has given us an opportunity, and we must seize it!"

"But……"

However, before Jiu'er could speak again, the Grand Elder said to Bixie in mid-air, "We agree to your conditions."

Jiu'er's eyes widened in disbelief. Agreeing to the conditions for warding off evil? Seven sacrifices? And the creation of the Book of Reincarnation?

How could this be? How could we help an evil spirit seize half of the power from the Heavenly Dao? Bixie clearly promised us that he would prevent the Crimson Sky Realm from opening after his death... Why, why did we still help him create the Book of Reincarnation?

Bixie seemed unsurprised by their choice, revealing a meaningful smile. "Is that so? Then who among you is willing to become my sacrifice?"

The group from the Floating Pagoda Realm clenched their teeth. "Time is of the essence. We simply cannot find the seven people banished by the Heavenly Dao. Please give us some time, after Xiao Xun dies..."

Bixie slowly shook his head and said, "No, you can find people who have been banished by the Heavenly Dao."

He slowly descended from the sky, his robes billowing in the cold wind.

"I've heard that your Xiaoyao Sect can use the Demon-Subduing Formation. As long as you're inside the formation, all your malicious thoughts will be exposed. I believe it won't be difficult to find seven people among you who have been banished by the Heavenly Dao."

He walked over the rubble to the man with the longbow at his waist, looking down at him.

In an instant, Deng Xiu's face drained of color, and his lips trembled.

The Grand Elder turned his head to look at him, "In that case, please have the disciples of the Free and Unfettered Sect draw a demon-subduing formation."

Deng Xiu's face turned deathly pale, "No..."

"Sect Leader Deng, the Crimson Sky Realm is about to be fully opened, we have no time to hesitate."

"Sacrificing seven lives for peace in the world was worthwhile!"

"If there are truly people here who have been banished by the laws of heaven and earth, then they deserve to die!"

"Sect Leader Deng..."

Deng Xiu's eyes gradually became bloodshot as he looked up and glared angrily at Bixie, "Did you do this on purpose?"

Bixie's gaze lingered coldly on him for a moment before he said, "What makes you say that?"

Deng Xiu gritted his teeth, his eyes like those of a venomous snake, and said in a muffled voice, "I will not open the Demon-Subduing Formation. The appearance of the Book of Reincarnation will disrupt the order of the world, and my Free and Unfettered Sect will absolutely not allow such a thing to happen!"

"you……"

"Deng Xiu!"

The people of the Floating Pagoda Realm looked at him in disbelief.

Deng Xiu closed his eyes, his face as white as a sheet of paper. "We are the people chosen by Heaven to be sacrificed. If sacrificing us can bring peace to the world, it is worth it."

"Deng Xiu! You dare not open the Demon-Subduing Formation because you're guilty, right? Are you worried that once the Demon-Subduing Formation is opened, all the good deeds of your Xiaoyao Sect will be completely exposed?"

“I had long suspected that the mysterious disappearance of the Water God Yi Clan was related to your Xiaoyao Sect.”

"You dare not open the Demon-Subduing Formation because you fear exposure. From this day forward, there will be no place for your Free and Unfettered Sect in the cultivation world or the Floating Pagoda Realm!"

Bixie stood not far away, coldly watching this group of people making a fool of themselves.

These people... are the cultivators who are superior to others in the Floating Pagoda Realm.

The cultivators who had been silently observing all of this were simultaneously stunned.

"What's the meaning?"

"Is the death of the Banxia clan related to the Xiaoyao Sect?"

"Du Pingsheng's 'Records of Strange Tales' mentions that the Banxia clan was burned to death by people from a village. Could it be the Xiaoyao Sect?"

"Cough..." Chu Wenfeng regained some strength and stood up from the ground with a sullen face.

"Young Master, are you alright?" A disciple of the Chu family quickly stepped forward to help him up.

Chu Wenfeng shook his head and said to everyone, "Not long ago, Xie Shuci and his group found Chunsheng Mountain, where the Banxia clan once lived. Over thousands of years, Chunsheng Mountain was buried under a sea area in Huaizhou. On Chunsheng Mountain, they met the Banxia clan members who were used as mediums to transfer their destiny after death."

"What?"

"Transferring fortune?"

Chu Wenfeng glared at the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect and continued, "That's right. Back then, a wizard who carried the Sunset Longbow gave those villagers a formation to transfer the fortune of the Banxia clan. As long as it was transferred through a medium, they could evade the eyes of the Heavenly Dao and avoid any punishment. Those foolish villagers burned the Banxia clan to death, thinking they had transferred their fortune to themselves. In fact, they didn't know that everything they did was just letting others enjoy the fruits of their labor!"

"Sunset Longbow..."

"The Sunset Longbow is a magical artifact passed down from the first generation of the Free and Unfettered Sect. It was actually them!"

"The Xiaoyao Sect actually used this method to transfer the fortune of the Banxia Clan to their own people? This is terrifying! This is disgusting!"

"That's not all!" Chu Wenfeng bent down to pick up the large sword that had fallen to his feet. "The transferred fortune will be passed down from generation to generation until the descendants of the Xiaoyao Sect are wiped out! For tens of thousands of years, the souls of the Banxia clan have lingered in the mortal world, unable to be reincarnated. Some are trapped in their own sea of ​​consciousness, while others have disappeared without a trace. For so many years, the Banxia clan, who were once half of the Heavenly Dao alongside the Jingyu Bird, have been wandering this world like lost ghosts! All because of your greed!"

After hearing his words, the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect on the Fengyun Platform all turned pale.

"How disgusting!"

"The people from the Xiaoyao Sect are disgusting!"

People like them should disappear!

"Only when they disappear can the Banxia clan enter the cycle of reincarnation!"

"No wonder they dared not open the demon-subduing formation!"

"Kill them! Sacrifice them!"

Deng Xiu took a deep breath, "This is just your side of the story. Your Chu family has always been on good terms with Xie Shuci and Xiao Xun. You're trying to frame me..."

"Framed? Do you know who the master of the Dragon Fang Secret Realm is? Do you know why Xie Shuci was able to reopen the Dragon Fang Secret Realm?" Chu Wenfeng sneered and said, "Because the master of the Dragon Fang Secret Realm is the ghost of the Banxia clan! It is Banxia Yin, the former chieftain of the Banxia tribe! The divine artifact Qiankun Mirror in the Dragon Fang Secret Realm is the magic weapon that Banxia Yin cultivated in his lifetime - the Square Inch Realm!"

"So that's how it is..."

"The Xiaoyao Sect has actually been passed down for tens of thousands of years thanks to the fortune of the Banxia clan!"

"Their fortune will be passed down from generation to generation... No wonder the Free and Unfettered Sect selects a few disciples from the cultivation world every few years who are not the best in terms of aptitude to enter the main branch of the Free and Unfettered Sect. It must be because those disciples have the fortune of the Banxia clan!"

Ye Changxuan, standing at the back of the crowd, paused for a moment upon hearing this.

"The person who served as the medium for the formation has now vanished into thin air. The Heavenly Dao has discovered what the Xiaoyao Sect did. Anyone who has stolen the fortune and destiny of the Banxia Clan will be expelled by the Heavenly Dao and their body and soul will be destroyed."

"Since that's the case, it's perfect to sacrifice these heinous criminals. Not only will we be able to close the Crimson Sky Realm, but we can also allow the souls of the Banxia clan to enter the cycle of reincarnation!"

"That's right! They should be sacrificed!"

"They even have the audacity to say that they didn't open the Demon-Subduing Formation because of the guidance of Heaven and for the sake of all living beings. It's utterly disgusting!"

The crowd glared angrily at the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, as if they wished they could devour them alive.

Deng Xiu glared fiercely at the Bixie in front of him, knowing that things had come to this point because he and Xiao Xun had deliberately orchestrated it. He smiled coldly and said, "As far as I know, becoming a sacrifice to the Book of Reincarnation requires willingly making a deal with you, which is a pity. Even if we are banished by the Heavenly Dao after death, so many people will be buried with us. Since we are going to die anyway, why not all die together?"

"Deng Xiu! You beast!"

"You deserve to die, fine, but you actually want us all to die with you!"

Deng Xiu lowered his head and chuckled: "Aren't you the ones courting death? Didn't you keep saying you wanted to build a new Floating Pagoda Realm? Didn't you say you wanted to use Xiao Xun's sea of ​​consciousness and the lives of these lowly cultivators to pave the way for the future and hope of the cultivation world? Don't you deserve to die? Have you done any less despicable things than my Free and Unfettered Sect? Have you done anything more glamorous than my Free and Unfettered Sect? We're all birds of a feather, what right do you have to make us die and let you live? Since we all deserve to die, then let's all die together!"

"Nonsense!"

"What have we done that wasn't for the future of the cultivation world? We've never done anything like you..."

"Bullshit! How did someone reach the Floating Pagoda Realm? Why would Xiao Xun cultivate the Path of Slaughter? Don't you all know the answer?"

The cultivators were still reeling from the shock of the truth behind the annihilation of the Banxia clan when they discovered that the high and mighty cultivators in the Floating Pagoda Realm had shamelessly started hurling insults at each other.

From their conversation, everyone vaguely realized that from the beginning, these people intended to sacrifice cultivators from the cultivation world to create a new Floating Pagoda Realm for themselves. Everyone immediately felt like they had eaten shit and silently cursed them for being dogs fighting each other.

Bixie found a clean rock and sat down, watching the group of people arguing heatedly with great interest, as if watching a play. It was simply too interesting.

After they had finished arguing, Bixie calmly reminded them, "Have you reached an agreement? You don't have much time left."

Everyone's faces froze.

Just then, a person suddenly stepped out from the crowd.

“I can be your sacrifice,” the man said quietly as he stepped to the front of the crowd.

Everyone was taken aback.

"Senior Brother Shu Yun?"

"Is it Deng Shuyun? Didn't he already reach the Floating Pagoda Realm?"

"He was chosen by the main family of the Xiaoyao Sect to enter the Floating Pagoda Realm. He carries the fortune of the Banxia Clan."

Seeing this person appear, Bixie was not surprised. "Okay."

Deng Shuyun said, "I have one condition: after I am sacrificed, close the Crimson Sky Realm first. It is impossible to find seven people in a short time. Even if other disciples of the Free and Unfettered Sect are sacrificed, most of them are still in the Floating Pagoda Realm. There will not be seven sacrifices here."

Bixie laughed and said, "What if they change their minds later?"

Deng Shuyun lowered her eyes and said, "You should have a way to deal with them."

Bixie chuckled, "So your wish is still the same as before?"

"Once upon a time..."

Deng Shuyun paused for a moment, raised her head, and looked at Ye Changxuan in the crowd. Their eyes met in the air.

This was not the first time he had met Bixie, nor was it the first time he had considered offering himself as a sacrifice to Bixie.

Deng Shuyun nodded, "Yes, just like before, let's bring our child back to life."

Ye Changxuan shuddered, her fingertips digging deep into her palm.

Bixie smiled and said, "I promise you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a white array appeared at Deng Shuyun's feet.

Five startled birds formed from spiritual energy swooped down from the sky, accompanied by a burst of lightning and thunder, and merged into the formation.

As Deng Shuyun's figure disappeared into the formation, a stream of azure spiritual energy gradually rose from the spot where he vanished, passing through layers of clouds.

This is the sixth offering in the Book of Reincarnation.

Just then, a long gust of wind swept across the ground, bringing a familiar scent.

Bixie raised his head, looked into the distance, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

Shuci, you've arrived.

"Deng Shuyun has become your sacrifice, kill Xiao Xun now!" the Grand Elder shouted.

Bixie withdrew his gaze, smiled faintly, and said, "I don't need to lift a finger."

The Grand Elder was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

Bixie looked up at the sky, where dark clouds churned and flashed lightning that had almost turned black within the crimson clouds stained with malevolent energy. "You are all foolish and ignorant. The world doesn't want him to live, but do you think Heaven will let him live? The world can't let him open the Crimson Sky Realm, but do you think Heaven will just stand by and watch him open it?"

"Boom—"

A sound

A thunderous roar, as if a mountain had collapsed, struck heavily on the high platform where Xiao Xun stood.

"Let's go!" Sikong Xin grabbed the unconscious Chu Guiyi from the platform and jumped off the platform with Sikong Ye.

"Boom—"

Immediately afterwards, a second bolt of lightning struck Xiao Xun.

However, he was enveloped in thick spiritual energy, so the two bolts of lightning struck him without causing any pain or discomfort, and had no effect whatsoever.

"Pfft—"

While everyone's attention was focused on Xiao Xun on the high platform, the Grand Elder snatched the staff from the old man in the green robe beside him and pierced through Bixie's body with it.

"Grandpa!" Jiu'er stared blankly at the scene.

Bixie froze for a moment, then slowly raised his head, a smile spreading across his lips, a smile that seemed to grow wider and wider in front of everyone.

"You evil spirits, don't even think about causing harm to the world! Today, I will act on behalf of Heaven to uphold justice..."

The smile on Bixie's lips grew wider and wider until he finally burst out laughing.

"You really don't want to disappoint me."

He pressed his body against the staff in the elder's hand and slowly moved forward, the staff penetrating deeper into his body.

"Foolish man, do you know how I attained enlightenment through the path of Nascent Soul?" Bixie narrowed his eyes with pleasure. As blood dripped down, a layer of golden spiritual power appeared on his body. That dense spiritual power surged towards the Grand Elder.

Upon sensing this spiritual power up close, the Grand Elder froze, and his hands holding the staff trembled involuntarily.

Pixie looked at his pale face, then looked past him and saw the pale faces of the group of Floating Pagoda Realm cultivators behind him. As if he had won the final victory, he laughed gleefully, saying in a devilish whisper, "My Path to Nascent Soul is to prove the Dao with one's own body! The Floating Pagoda Realm you have lived in for thousands of years, and the Floating Pagoda Realm spiritual power you have cultivated, all of that belongs to me!"

Bixie's smile gradually turned manic. "If you hurt me, it's the same as killing a god. Everyone in the Floating Pagoda Realm will share your sins."

The elder's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He threw down his staff, staggered back a few steps, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.

All the cultivators at the Floating Pagoda Realm behind him were held captive by a hand, unable to breathe or move.

Looking at the scene before him, Bixie was extremely satisfied.

"I'll give you two more choices." Bixie looked at everyone with a smile. "First, find a way to make Xiao Xun willingly sacrifice himself to me before the Heavenly Dao kills him, so that I can refine the Book of Reincarnation; second, after I've bled to death, you will be guilty of the same crime as killing a god and will be obliterated by the laws."

Looking into his eyes, everyone felt a fear seeping from the very marrow of his bones.

The feeling of being manipulated like this is terrifying.

Seven thousand years! A full seven thousand years! It was as if he had been waiting for this day to come, to drive these foolish people to their doom, and to make them feel deep regret for their existence and their actions.

The First Elder stood up from the ground in a daze, "Save...save Xiao Xun..."

He practically forced out the words through clenched teeth.

They wanted to kill Xiao Xun, to use Xiao Xun, but in the end they wanted to save Xiao Xun.

Isn't that ridiculous?

"Elder...that's heavenly lightning..."

"It's beyond saving...it's beyond saving..."

"The heavenly lightning will not stop until it strikes Xiao Xun to death!"

The Grand Elder shook his head and said, "Lightning Summoning Technique."

Jiu'er's lips trembled, and tears instantly streamed down her face. "Grandpa!"

He understood what his grandfather wanted to do.

When they wanted to kill Xiao Xun, they used the lives of everyone in the cultivation world to break through Xiao Xun's sea of ​​consciousness; when they wanted to save Xiao Xun, did they really want to transfer the heavenly lightning that was about to strike Xiao Xun onto these innocent people? This is too much! It's disgusting!

Is this what they call "for the future and hope of the cultivation world"?

The Grand Elder, without even glancing at the doting Jiu'er beside him, turned to the crowd and said, "This concerns the survival of the Floating Pagoda Realm. I urge you all to prioritize the greater good and direct the heavenly lightning towards these mediocre individuals. This is the guidance of Heaven, and it is for the future and hope of the cultivation world!"

It's something that everyone knows but doesn't really say, but it seems that as long as there's a high-sounding excuse, it's easy to turn black into white and change the nature of the matter.

"yes!"

The people from the Floating Pagoda Realm were scattered in various corners of the Wind and Cloud Platform, each forming a hand seal and silently chanting the Lightning Summoning Technique.

The Lightning Summoning Technique cannot directly change the Heavenly Dao's target; it merely redirects bolts of heavenly lightning to others. No matter how many people are struck dead, the lightning will not stop until Xiao Xun is killed. The tribulation will only cease when the sins of all those who have died are equal to those of Xiao Xun.

Therefore, no one knows exactly how many bolts of heavenly lightning need to be drawn away to stop this tribulation.

"Boom—"

A bolt of lightning swept over Xiao Xun on the high platform and struck the crowd on the ground, causing countless screams to echo across the Fengyun Platform.

Faced with the Heavenly Dao and these cultivators at the Floating Pagoda Realm, the young cultivators of the cultivation world were utterly powerless to resist; they didn't even know what the Lightning Summoning Technique was.

"Damn it, a bunch of beasts!" Liu Dazhuang suddenly jumped into the crowd, drew his large axe from his waist, and caught a thunderbolt falling from the sky.

Sikong Xin placed Chu Guiyi in a corner, so that together they could resist the calamity that Heaven was about to unleash upon the human world.

Sikong Ye said with a solemn expression, "This can't go on. We must find a way to interrupt the Lightning Summoning Technique, otherwise..."

“Otherwise, if we fail to stop the lightning tribulation after splitting the Wind and Cloud Platform, everyone in Sangqi City will die.” Chu Wenfeng rushed to the group, brandishing his broadsword.

However, the Lightning Summoning Technique was protected by a barrier, making it impossible for them to get close.

Above the Fengyun Terrace, red clouds swirled with black lightning, rolling down towards the human world.

Panic gripped the city of Sangqi. A deafening roar echoed from the Fengyun Terrace, as if the heavens and earth were about to collapse. People fled the city in a frenzy.

As all the people, carrying their bundles and luggage, crowded towards the city gate, one figure hurriedly walked in the opposite direction.

Along the way, listening to the almost ear-shattering sounds from the Fengyuntai, Xie Shuci's heart sank to the bottom.

His blood was ice-cold and his limbs were stiff. He approached the Wind and Cloud Platform as fast as he could. He was not afraid of what would happen next, nor was he afraid that he would die on the Wind and Cloud Platform. He was only afraid that he would be too late, and that Xie An would already be dead.

My senior brothers told me that Xie An's consciousness has weakened to the point of almost nonexistence. If this continues, Xie An will die! Xie An will disappear!

To Xie Shuci's utter bewilderment, even at this critical moment, he couldn't cry. His eyes were terribly dry, yet not a single tear came out.

Arriving at the foot of Fengyun Terrace, Xie Shuci saw a figure enveloped in spiritual energy on the high platform. Although he couldn't see anything clearly, not even a corner of clothing, Xie Shuci was still certain that the person on the high platform was Xie An, his little blind man.

"Boom—"

Xie Shuci, not wanting to attract attention, planned to approach Xie An from the side platform. But just as he climbed onto the platform, a thunderclap suddenly exploded in his ears, startling him so much that his legs went weak and his eardrums nearly ruptured.

He turned around in astonishment and saw that the lightning that had just struck had hit a cultivator from the Xiaoyao Sect on the platform.

The cultivator's skin was charred black from the cleavage, and blood was flowing from his nose and the corners of his mouth, yet a faint breath still lingered from his nose.

Xie Shuci hesitated for a moment, then took out a pill from his pocket and fed it to him.

"Are you alright? What happened?"

After taking the pill, the cultivator's aura improved considerably. His bloodied hands gripped Xie Shuci's hand tightly, and he whispered weakly, "Quickly... leave Sangqi City... they... they're going to sacrifice everyone to save Xiao Xun..."

Xie Shuci was taken aback. "Who wants to save Xiao Xun?"

"The Floating Pagoda Realm... they diverted Xiao Xun's tribulation lightning... onto other people..."

Xie Shuci shuddered, his face drained of color instantly. He quickly put the cultivator down and ran towards the edge of the platform.

He stood on the edge of the platform, looking down. It was about three or four zhang above the ground when a thunderbolt crashed down on the crowd. Several cultivators were blown to the ground, bleeding profusely. The ground was in chaos, with countless people struck by the lightning lying on the ground, groaning in pain. Chu Wenfeng and Sikong were trying their best to use their divine artifacts to block the lightning for them, but there were just too many lightning bolts falling. Their resistance was completely ineffective, and people around them continued to be struck by lightning.

Meanwhile, in various corners of the ground, cultivators at the Floating Pagoda Realm were rapidly chanting incantations while forming hand seals with one hand, continuously drawing heavenly lightning onto others.

Xie Shuci stared blankly at the scene, his body trembling uncontrollably, even his jaw starting to chatter. How could this be? Weren't they going to kill Xie An? Why did they save Xie An? Why did they have to direct Xie An's tribulation onto these innocent people?

Xie Shuci covered his mouth and nose forcefully, as if it would make him feel better. Looking at the absurd scene below the stage, it was like a scene from hell on earth.

"What do we do... what do we do... they'll die..."

But……

If they don't die... then Xie An will be the one to die...

"What to do...what to do...what should we do..."

"Boom—"

A bolt of lightning struck down, hitting a young cultivator. The young cultivator was about the same age as Chu Wenfeng, and he lost his life almost instantly.

"Fuck you!"

Chu Wenfeng cursed angrily and used his Green Dragon Crescent Blade to block the falling lightning tribulation. The green blade had already been cleaved in several places and could not hold out for much longer.

"A divine artifact...a divine artifact can block heavenly lightning!"

Xie Shuci was overjoyed and quickly took out the bronze medicine cauldron from his small pouch.

"rise!"

Xie Shuci used his spiritual power to activate the bronze medicine cauldron. Receiving the command, the bronze cauldron was slowly lifted into the air by his spiritual power. In mid-air, it continued to rotate and grow larger, like a huge dark cloud covering people's heads.

"Bang!" A bolt of lightning struck the bronze cauldron, the deafening sound causing everyone below to look up.

When Chu Wenfeng saw the bronze cauldron appear in mid-air, he was shocked. "Thank you, Shuci!"

"It's Xie Shuci!"

"The bronze medicine cauldron has blocked the heavenly lightning!"

The moment Chu Wenfeng saw Xie Shuci, his eyes immediately reddened.

This idiot really came... Are you going to die?!

"What are you all standing there for! Run, you bastards!"

Xie Shuci had never made the bronze cauldron so large before. The weight on his body made it almost impossible for him to stand. He turned his head and shouted to the crowd below the stage.

"It really is Xie Shuci!"

"Why did he save us...?"

"Bang!" Another bolt of lightning struck the bronze medicine cauldron.

"Pfft—" In that instant, Xie Shuci felt as if his internal organs had shifted, his vision went black, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He didn't know if it was just his imagination, but he felt like his internal organs were about to be vomited out.

"Fuck you..." Xie Shuci forced himself to stay upright and cursed through gritted teeth.

"Xie Shuci, what's wrong?" Chu Wenfeng called out from afar.

Bixie stood on the ground, looking at Xie Shuci with a complicated yet tender gaze, and said, "The bronze cauldron is the magical artifact he used to establish the contract. When he activates the artifact, he and the bronze cauldron become one."

Chu Wenfeng's face turned pale, and he cursed, "Damn it!"

“The bronze medicine cauldron… He is Xie Shuci!” The Grand Elder looked in Xie Shuci’s direction. “This man deserves to die. Draw all the heavenly lightning onto him!”

"yes!"

Chu Wenfeng's breath hitched. "No!"

On that high platform, Xie An, whose consciousness was in a state of confusion, seemed to hear a name.

He struggled to open his eyes, trying to hear more clearly.

Who is it? Whose name is it?

"Thank you, Shuci!!"

The next moment, a heart-wrenching sound came from below the platform.