"Senior Brother!"
Just as Wu Chengfeng turned and flew down the mountain, the two disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect caught up with him.
The two quickly bowed respectfully, but upon seeing Wu Chengfeng's extremely gloomy expression, it seemed...
Immediately, one of the disciples turned deathly pale, his face turning completely bloodless and ashen. He trembled all over, and a hint of despair appeared in his eyes.
Wu Chengfeng looked at him with a gloomy expression and cold eyes, as if he were looking at a dead man, and said coldly, "You are really stupid. In your next life, don't talk so much."
Immediately, Wu Chengfeng slowly reached out and pressed down on the top of the disciple's head. The Ghostly Banner appeared and hovered around him, spreading out rays of ghostly light as it reached out to the disciple.
This disciple of the Ghost Spirit Sect dared not have the slightest thought of resistance. In front of his senior brother, how could he possibly have any room to resist?
His only wish right now is to surrender so that Wu Chengfeng won't hold too much grudge against him, and to be able to turn into nourishment for the Ghost Banner out of a sense of camaraderie.
Otherwise, if Wu Chengfeng were to become enraged, and the hundred ghosts were to devour him day and night, he would likely suffer a fate worse than death!
As a disciple of the Ghost Spirit Sect, how could he not know the terrifying methods of the demonic sect he belonged to?
Immediately, as Wu Chengfeng placed a hand on the top of his head, a surge of magical power poured into it, and in an instant, his eyes became lifeless, and his vitality rapidly faded.
The black light extending from the Ghost Banner swept down and then turned back in an instant, causing him to fall helplessly into the air.
At this moment, a blurry face could be faintly seen emerging from the black light, and it could be vaguely discerned that it was the appearance of the disciple from before, as the black light merged into the Ghost Banner.
The Ghost Spirit Sect disciple standing to the side lowered his head solemnly, secretly rejoicing, a mocking smile appearing on his lips. With this person dead, he inexplicably lost a competitor, and in future sect competitions, he had a better chance of winning the Foundation Establishment Pill.
"Sometimes silence is golden, you bootlicker, you deserve to die."
He thought to himself with a mocking and amused air.
But the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, and a look of terror appeared on his face.
"Senior Brother, what does this mean? I..."
He suddenly looked up and saw Wu Chengfeng's cold gaze fixed on him. Wu Chengfeng reached out and pressed down on the top of his head.
But before he could react, he was suppressed by the Ghost Banner halfway through his sentence. A large amount of black light fell down, and he was frozen on the spot.
The next moment, his soul was forcibly extracted by Wu Chengfeng with a wave of his hand and stored in the Ghostly Banner.
His body fell limply to the ground, his eyes wide open, filled with disbelief and rage, dying with his eyes wide open.
But as the light in his eyes slowly dimmed, a hint of understanding seemed to emerge.
It seems that before he died completely, he finally understood why...
"Once I take care of the remaining cleanup, even if things go wrong, I don't think I'll be implicated!"
Wu Chengfeng looked ahead, his eyes cold, and muttered to himself, "Moreover, this matter is sudden and the planning is astonishing. Even if the Nine Kingdoms Alliance is prepared, it probably won't change the outcome..."
Then, he transformed into a streak of black light and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest.
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The outer perimeter of the Black Cloud Mountains.
At the foot of a small hill.
Lin Xiuyuan has been hiding in a mountain cave to heal his wounds for half a month.
The side effects of Zengling Powder have been largely eliminated.
However, Lin Xiuyuan still seemed somewhat listless, with a pale complexion, as if he had recovered from a serious illness but was still extremely weak.
Because his soul was injured, such a fundamental condition is difficult to recover quickly, requiring the use of elixirs and rare and precious materials related to the soul.
Lin Xiuyuan naturally did not have these items, so he could only recuperate slowly. Fortunately, only his divine sense was erased, so it was not a big problem.
After half a month of recuperation, I have recovered about 60-70%, but it will probably take some time before I can fully recover.
However, the impact on Lin Xiuyuan at present is not significant.
After all, he is a talisman master, and his combat power mainly relies on top-tier talismans. He only needs to be able to use magic power to activate the talismans, but his power in controlling the White Feather Needle and the Spirit Sword is a notch weaker.
It has some impact, but the overall impact is not significant!
Continuing to recuperate will have minimal effect; recovery can only be achieved slowly over time, or with the help of precious elixirs from the spirit realm.
Lin Xiuyuan then decided to leave and return to the Black Cloud Mountains to seek opportunities.
But Lin Xiuyuan did not move for a while, and stayed in the cave for most of the day.
A bright red python slowly slithered out from among the trees, and without stopping in front of the mountain, it plunged headfirst into it.
The surface of the mountain soil began to writhe inexplicably, sometimes revealing the soil intact, sometimes showing the shape of a hole, twisting and changing unpredictably, until the fiery red python entered it, and then it returned to normal.
Huo Yun entered the cave and came to Lin Xiuyuan's side, then opened her mouth and spat out pieces of animal hide.
"Master, I have failed in my mission. I have only managed to kill four demonic beasts in the past few days."
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Huo, what are you saying? This is enough. Even if I were to take action myself, it would be no more than this."
Lin Xiuyuan waved his hand and laughed, then put away the four demon skins.
He had used up too many talismans in that previous battle.
In the midst of their life-or-death escape, they spared no effort and used up nearly a hundred top-tier talismans!
Overall, it's definitely a huge loss.
So many talismans, and injuries sustained from them, even losing two white feather needles...
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