He dared not guess, nor dared he gamble.

His empty eye sockets looked at the ghostly energy that was devouring Song Siyao, and the seed of hope was planted once again.

at the same time.

The barrier around Wutong Mountain has been opened.

Almost simultaneously, Venerable Chunwu and Song Tingwan both sensed countless powerful auras approaching.

The moment the barrier fell, outside Wutong Mountain, the various forces led by Lord Yanshan gathered. Upon sensing the Yin ghost of Wugan's ascension stage, the expressions of all the forces changed.

"You, Venerable Chunwu, actually refined the soul of an ascended great power into a ghost cultivator!"

“This is not a venerable being; it is clearly an evil spirit.”

Song Tingwan and the dozen or so cultivators scattered to the side silently retreated, creating distance between themselves and Chunwu before they had a chance to talk to Yan Shanjun.

"What's wrong with Ayao?" Yan Shanjun ignored everything else and looked at the humanoid figure enveloped in yin energy, feeling uneasy as he asked them.

Song Tingwan frowned and looked around, as if she was lost in thought.

Shen Zhuochuan explained the situation to everyone, while Baili Xijiang and Qin Xi returned to Tianji Sect to report their safety to the Dragon Clan.

"Where are those ghost cultivators, those bloodthirsty vengeful spirits?"

Song Tingwan suddenly asked in a sharp voice.

Before the barrier was lowered, all the ghostly spirits and souls went berserk, leaping and biting at people. But after the barrier was removed, it seemed that apart from Wu Gan and Wu Ling, there was no ghostly energy left.

Extremely bizarre.

It's as if they're brewing some bigger conspiracy.

Just as countless powerful figures who had emerged from seclusion at the Tribulation Transcending stage surrounded the evil father and son, about to make a move.

Immortal Lord Zewu spoke.

"Back then, during the great battle at the summit of Yunque, the Demon Lord wanted to seize Song Siyao's immortal bones to conceal the secrets of heaven and ascend to immortality."

“After my father and I investigated, this matter is true. Look at the crystal in my father’s hand. It was formed from the spiritual energy used by Song Siyao and her elder sister.”

Venerable Chunwu stretched out his hand and took out the translucent crystal to show everyone.

"Gentlemen, look—"

As Zewu Immortal Lord spoke, Chunwu Venerable smiled at everyone and tossed the crystal into the air.

Heaven summons lightning.

The world instantly switched between day and night, and Shen Zhuochuan and the others protected Song Tingwan, preparing to face the unexpected change.

"We lack the ability to seize the immortal bones; we merely borrow the spiritual energy of the Heavenly Chosen One. Today, we use the Heavenly Chosen One's power to open the Evil Realm, with my son and I as the masters of evil, and the Heavenly Chosen One is over there—"

"Everyone, the Chosen One is about to fall into demonic possession, what is there to hesitate about?"

"Kill her, seize her immortal bones, and ascend to immortality on the spot."

As soon as they finished speaking, Wutong Mountain began to sink.

The fake magma surged up.

Gradually, it transformed into the likeness of Yan Yuan.

Amidst his seductive words, Song Siyao, who was on the verge of becoming a demon, suddenly broke free from the ghostly aura.

Holding the light, he pointed it skyward toward the boundary between light and shadow.

The lightning-attracting crystal was shattered by the soaring sword energy.

"They want to drag me down with my obsession and drive me to madness."

"But not everyone's obsession is evil."

"Just like your dear friend, Wugan."

You misjudged his love for his son.

"The yin energy did not corrupt me; instead, it transmitted his fragmented memories from over the years to me."

“Venerable Chunwu, what a despicable person who betrays his close friend and is driven mad by jealousy.”