Li Changan stared blankly at the cracked sky, looked at Taichi with demonic flames rising from his body, and saw the strange yet familiar figure that collided with Taichi.

What happened in this split second?

He had expected Taichi to wake up. After all, he had used Yuheng's hand to transfer a ray of the purest star power into Taichi's body. This power, which could extinguish the fire of catastrophe, was very likely to suppress the evil spirit in Taichi's body.

However, although Taichi woke up, the information she brought made Li Changan feel frightened.

Taixuan Zhenren, who followed Li Jiuzhong to the lower world, sealed his immortal soul dormant in the Taixuan Monument before his death, giving rise to a Taixuan immortal body with evil thoughts...

There is also Chen Bailou who has suppressed his evil thoughts for a hundred years, and Tang Guang who wants to devour the immortal soul...

Sure enough, old monsters who have practiced for hundreds of years have all become spirits. Even the position of the head master, Taixuan Weilai, is so fragile compared to becoming an immortal!

Li Changan raised his head, feeling lost for a moment.

The representatives of the Beizhou sect had wisely retreated dozens of meters. No one wanted to get involved in the internal conflicts of the Taixuan Sect.

Qing Jiu and Nangong from Zhongshengzhou also retreated a little, but looked at the chaotic Taixuan unscrupulously, with deep curiosity in their eyes.

They also did not expect that the Taixuan Sect's Sword-Inheriting Conference, which was considered a grand event, would turn into a farce.

“Possessed by a demon…” Nangong bared his teeth, lying on the cloud dragon throne with a look of ease, “The Taixuan Sect is truly a gathering place of talented people, there are all kinds of monsters…”

Qing Jiu had a blank expression on his face, and his slightly pale eyes stared straight at the broken sky.

There originally was a strange space there, similar to the Sumeru Cave Heaven.

But now, it was discovered by the possessed woman.

interesting……

…

Inside the Blue Bird barrier, Tang Guang had a look of madness on his face.

"After a whole hundred years, am I finally going to succeed?"

Tang Guang was trembling all over, no longer as calm and solemn as before. The hands that were pressing on the Taixuan Stele had completely turned green, and two chaotic whirlpools turned into his palms, frantically tearing at the immortal soul in the Taixuan Stele.

There is indeed an immortal soul sleeping in the Taixuan Monument.

A hundred years ago, Tang Guang broke through the realm and returned to the void at the Chengjian Conference, attracting a sky full of green birds evolved from the Taoist energy. Through the green birds, he felt a certain mysterious power dormant in them, a powerful and transcendent power that made him tremble all over.

After the Sword Inheritance Conference, he successfully inherited the position of the Lord of Cangming Peak, and used the power of the Lord to secretly investigate the secrets of the Taixuan Stele.

When he learned that Taixuan Zhenren, who founded the Taixuan Sect, was actually probably an immortal who descended to the mortal world during the holy war a thousand years ago, a guess slowly formed in his mind.

Afterwards, he checked countless pieces of information, even opening the coffin of Taixuan Zhenren in the ancestral temple. He finally confirmed one thing.

At that time, when Master Taixuan was seriously injured and about to die, he simply gave up his physical body and sealed his damaged immortal soul in the Taixuan Monument. He also passed down the rules of the Sword Inheritance Conference and used the power of the life souls left on the Taixuan Monument by Taixuan disciples every hundred years to heal his injuries.

The sleeping immortal soul does not have much attack power, but rather a transcendent and powerful force.

If he could obtain the immortal soul, then ascending to heaven in broad daylight and becoming the second immortal of Taixuan Sect would no longer be a dream.

He then began to implement a century-long plan.

Practice, suppress your realm, confuse Chen Bailou, secretly win over and cultivate strength, and prepare for the Chengjian Conference a hundred years later.

As for Tai Chi's possession of the devil, it was completely an accident, because he did not expect that the immortal body of Taixuan Zhenren buried in the ancestral temple would actually breed evil thoughts.

"Hehe, that idiot Chen Bailou actually suppressed his evil thoughts for a hundred years. Doesn't he know that evil thoughts can't be completely eliminated and will only waste his time for cultivation and deplete his vitality?"

"Once I devour the immortal soul, I will become the second immortal of the Taixuan Sect. By then, I will be the most powerful existence in the entire Northern Continent. Haha, Chen Bailou, only someone as powerful as me can truly protect the Taixuan Sect and my Taixuan Millennium Daoist tradition..."

Tang Guang laughed crazily. He could clearly sense that some mysterious power was entering his body.

In the spiritual sea, the surging spiritual energy and magic power are rapidly transforming into another more powerful force. The Yang God in the soul pool is slowly growing bigger and stronger, and a power unique to immortals is rapidly growing.

But at the same time, Tang Guang felt that an unfamiliar emotion was becoming stronger, and his mood was becoming more and more calm and detached. This state made him excited but also a little worried.

Once I completely merge with Master Taixuan's immortal soul, will I still be myself?

Tang Guang grinned, but quickly shook off the idea. As long as he could become an immortal and possess immense power, what did it matter whether he was an immortal or not?

But soon, a strange memory poured into his mind from nothingness, and the ecstasy on Tang Guang's face slowly stiffened, and finally turned into horror.

"Isn't this Master Taixuan?"

"how so?"

…

Chen Bailou stood quietly above the sky, looking at the chaos below through the broken mustard seed barrier.

His face still showed no emotion, as if everything that happened on Shenxiang Peak had nothing to do with him.

In fact, it really has nothing to do with him.

Just as he said to Master Danyun, everyone has his own mission.

And his mission has never been to be the headmaster of Taixuan.

So in his eyes, all of Tang Guang's planning, calculations, struggles, and desperate efforts were just a slightly interesting circus.

It doesn't matter.

Chen Bailou raised his head, looked at the dark sky above his head, raised his fingers and crushed the last few blood pills.

Behind him, the skinny figure sitting cross-legged in the void slowly opened his eyes and walked meekly to Chen Bailou like a puppet.

The figure was no longer as skinny as a skeleton as Li Changan had seen. It had become much fuller-bodied. Although its face was pale, one could see the faint color of flesh and blood. The man even had long black hair.

This is a woman.

"Now that your body has almost recovered, it's time to recover your immortal soul."

Chen Bailou put his hands behind his back and spoke softly.

The woman behind him looked up, and a black and red light flashed in her confused and chaotic eyes.

"Evil thoughts are just evil thoughts after all. You can't replace Yang Shen, nor can you become the White Lotus Golden Immortal." Chen Bailou's voice was so flat that it was a little scary.

"Your immortal soul has been successfully reincarnated. Find her and merge with her, then you can regain all your strength and the memories that should belong to you."

The woman paused, then turned stiffly like a puppet and took a step forward.

Chen Bailou stood quietly above the sky, looking at the Shenxiang Peak below with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Hei Lian, since you have found a suitable host, then, rebuild your immortal body..."