"Spirit-eating insects? Shadow Corpse Two-Faced Beast?"

The ground tremors still attracted the attention of the cultivators.

As soon as this person arrived, he revealed the names of the insects and the monster, and Xiang Wan thought to herself that things were going to get bad.

But by then the red ball was already close to the monster, and she didn't have time to make it turn back, so she could only stand there and stomp her feet in frustration.

"Gentlemen, with the emergence of the Yin Corpse Two-Faced Beast, there will be no peace in the world. Since we have encountered it, why not join forces to eliminate this scourge?"

The speaker was an elderly man with a refined and otherworldly air, white hair and a youthful face, holding a jade writing brush, and exuding an air of otherworldly grace with every gesture.

“Immortal Bai Xuan, the fate of our disciples is uncertain. Let us rescue them first before dealing with this beast.”

A middle-aged woman, dressed in fine clothes and with an exceptionally beautiful face, said coldly.

The woman exuded an aura of cold indifference that kept people at a distance. Her gaze sweeping over the Yin Corpse Two-Faced Beast and Xiang Wan below was as if she were looking at ants, making Xiang Wan feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Purple Robe, you speak."

The old man, perhaps used to the middle-aged woman's manner of speaking, didn't take it to heart and instead asked a man beside him.

The man wore a moon-white robe, his black hair stood up on his back, and there seemed to be a mark on his forehead that faintly emitted a golden light. He stood tall and elegant, one hand behind his back, the other holding something that he made a throwing motion downwards, instantly freezing the monster in place.

They were too far apart, and he was turned to the side, so Xiang Wan couldn't see his face clearly. However, Xiang Wan felt a strange sense of familiarity, as if she was born to be close to him.

"It's alright, a stick of incense is enough."

The sound was like jade falling onto a jade plate, mellow and powerful, with a subtle clanging quality, as if it were meant to be high above, yet extremely charming, arousing a desire to explore further.

Xiang Wan's heart paused for a moment, then began to pound violently.

Her eyes involuntarily turned to him, though they were dozens of meters apart, it felt as if they were right next to each other.

The old man noticed Xiang Wan's strange behavior, shook his head slightly, turned around, and disappeared into the air.

Before leaving, the middle-aged woman glanced back at Xiang Wan, and a sharp pain instantly spread from the depths of Xiang Wan's eyes.

Her eyes closed involuntarily, and tears gushed out.

Damn it, I was careless.

She knew it; a woman who could stand with a man like that couldn't be someone to be trifled with!

The moment she closed her eyes, the man turned around, his pale purple eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his hand, unleashing a beam of white light before disappearing into the air.

After they left, several more figures flashed through the air before disappearing.

Xiang Wan covered her eyes with her hands, so naturally she didn't see any of this.

The pain in her eyes gradually spread, and just as Xiang Wan was about to fight off the pain, it inexplicably disappeared.

When she opened her eyes again, the world she saw was no longer just the original shapes of various objects. Upon closer inspection, she could also discover subtle, multicolored lights floating in the air.

Is it just my imagination?

Xiang Wan was somewhat incredulous. She looked down at herself and, as she felt a slight pleasure, tiny white specks of light merged into her body.

Then look at the "two-faced corpse beast" that those people mentioned. A faint golden light flows around its body, tightly binding it like a spider web.

The spray of blood it had spewed was still on the ground, but the red ball had vanished without a trace.

"Red ball, come out quickly!"

The shouts of dusk echoed through the empty canyon.

"Red ball, stop playing around and come out now!"

There was no response; the red ball seemed to have vanished.

"Red ball?!"

After searching the surroundings thoroughly, Xiang Wan couldn't find even a trace of the red ball, and a sense of unease flashed through her heart.

The red ball said it wanted to eat, and it did indeed head towards the Shadow Corpse Two-Faced Beast, but now the beast is bound, and the red ball is nowhere to be found.

Xiang Wan circled the Yin Corpse Two-Faced Beast, observing it carefully for a while, but couldn't find a single entrance.

The thought that its blood had a corrosive effect made Xiang Wan's heart sink to the bottom.

"Red ball, are you inside?"

The voice that sounded like that little boy was no longer in her mind, and Xiang Wan's eyes unknowingly welled up with tears.

The red ball was her longest companion.

Although she sometimes kicks it around like a ball, in her heart, it has become an indispensable partner. Even if the red ball is about to disappear, it should at least say a proper goodbye!

Xiang Wan stared at the Yin Corpse Two-Faced Beast, her cold glint growing ever stronger.

Even if it means death, she would never let the red ball disappear without a trace!

A chill swept over him, and Xiang Wan sat down on the spot, following the image of the man in his memory, and began to meditate and form hand seals.

She knew that without any cultivation, she would be no match for the Yin Corpse Two-Faced Beast, and she also knew that without any cultivation techniques, she could never kill it.

But she wanted to take a gamble, for the red ball, and for herself.

Calming herself down and emptying her mind, Xiang Wan found a mantra inexplicably appearing in her mind, as if she had recited it countless times before, guiding the flow of energy within her body in a predetermined direction.

The canyon is perpetually shrouded in darkness, exuding a chilling aura. Furthermore, the presence of the Yin Corpse Two-Faced Beast, which built its lair there and amassed tens of thousands of corpses, further amplified the bloodthirsty chill.

A chill gradually flowed into Xiang Wan's body from all around. Each time the energy in her body circulated and returned to her dantian, the chill intensified.

After circulating forty-nine times, the cold air suddenly increased, and the yin-cold energy in the canyon went berserk, swirling wildly with the air.

Sitting in the center of the rotation, Xiang Wan was completely unaware, letting the cold air and the flow of energy in her body expand her meridians and converge into a sea of ​​qi. She endured the pain and guided it all to her dantian.

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