Cultivating Immortality Begins with Rejuvenation.

Chapter 370 Everyone has their own thoughts

The moment the voice of the Yin Ghost Saint Son rang out, a fierce glint flashed in Lin Xiuzhu's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"Old Ghost, I've already severely injured one of the third-tier Ghost Kings. You've gotten off easy."

The Yin Ghost Saint appeared in front of Lin Xiuzhu in the next moment.

"Brother Lin, focus on healing. Leave this ghost to me." He subtly sensed Lin Xiuzhu's condition, a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

They underestimated the potential of the Corpse Puppet Sect's quasi-sect leader.

However, upon seeing the third-tier ghost king, who was now less than 30% of his peak strength and had once again fallen into chaos, he still let out a satisfied, sinister laugh.

"Dare to harm Brother Lin? This Holy Son will surely capture you in the Soul-Summoning Banner and subject you to the daily torment of the Netherworld Fire." As he grinned maliciously, a Soul-Summoning Banner brimming with Yin energy was already unleashed.

As soon as the Soul Banner appeared, a chilling wind howled throughout the passage, and endless wails and howls filled the air.

With a flick of his wrist, countless black threads from the soul banner shot towards the already thinned ghost mist.

"Waaaaah~" The moment the Ghost King's misty body was bound by black threads, white steam billowed out, and the Ghost King's mournful howl echoed throughout the area.

shuh~
The Yin Ghost Saint turned the Soul Banner again, and the black threads carrying the Ghost King's misty body instantly returned to the Soul Banner.

The moment the Ghost King's misty body was absorbed, a dark light flashed on the Soul Banner, and the Soul Banner became noticeably darker, with its Yin energy becoming even more intense.

"He's advanced!" The Yin Ghost Saint's eyes flashed with wild joy.

His Soul-Summoning Banner was personally crafted by his father, who was also the previous leader of the Yin Ghost Sect. It not only used extremely Yin golden amber as the main material, but was also nurtured in the Purgatory Demon Cave for a hundred years, and its upper limit is expected to break through the fourth level.

He had been following him since his Qi Refining stage, and successfully advanced to the second tier after devouring only one hundred mortal souls.

He then devoured the souls of two hundred Qi Refining cultivators to advance to the mid-stage of the second rank, and then devoured the souls of three hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators to successfully advance to the late-stage of the second rank.

He has been stuck on the edge of the third stage ever since. After all, Core Formation cultivators are rare, and most of them will fight back with their souls scattered when they die. So far, he has only devoured a dozen or so early Core Formation Yin Souls.

Moreover, not every dead person can become a ghost. A person who has just died only retains their life soul. If there is no place to nourish the soul or any yin energy to nourish it, the life soul will dissipate into the world after seven days and will not become a ghost.

This third-stage late-stage Ghost King has absorbed blood and evil energy for at least a thousand years, and the Yin ghost energy contained within him is comparable to the Yin spirits that several late-stage Core Formation cultivators transformed into after their deaths.

Therefore, to his surprise, his Soul-Summoning Banner broke through to the third tier in one fell swoop.

A third-tier soul-summoning banner, in terms of power, is at least comparable to a sixth-grade magic weapon.

Most importantly, with his mid-stage Core Formation cultivation, he could only unleash less than 50% of the power of a Rank 6 magic weapon, while he could unleash 100% of the power of his Soul Summoning Banner.

Upon seeing this, Lin Xiuzhu's eyes narrowed sharply.

He was naturally aware of the Yin Ghost Sect's strength, and this Soul-Summoning Banner could be considered the strongest technique of the Yin Ghost Sect.

His cultivation level was comparable to that of the Holy Son of the Yin Ghost Sect, but with the blessing of the Golden Puppet, he was able to unleash 50% of the power of his sixth-grade natal magic weapon, the Bloodthirsty Staff, and consistently maintained a slight advantage over his opponent.

Now, the opponent's Soul-Summoning Banner has advanced to the third tier and can unleash its full power. In terms of cultivation and magic weapon alone, the opponent has already surpassed him.

Even with his golden corpse puppet included, the odds are probably still 50/50.

Only the Thunder Talisman had a fatal effect on him, but unfortunately, only one final strike remained.

However, the Blood Spirit Saintess's Blood-Guiding Secret Technique still posed a threat to him.

Seeing the joyful expression on the face of the Yin Ghost Saint, Lin Xiuzhu became even more gloomy.

Not only was he forced to reveal his trump card by the Ghost King, but he was also injured as a result.

In the end, it was the Yin Ghost Saint who reaped the greatest benefit.

However, he immediately suspected that the Ghost King had been briefly awakened by the Yin Ghost Saint, and that the final attack was controlled by him—a perfect two-birds-with-one-stone move. Now, he could only swallow his anger and even have to thank the other party for their help.

"Hahaha, Brother Lin, how are your injuries? I've already captured that villainous Ghost King, and I'll make him suffer in the Soul Banner to avenge you." The Yin Ghost Saint Son, sensing Lin Xiuzhu's gaze, laughed as he held the Soul Banner.

Lin Xiuzhu closed his eyes and said lightly, "Then I should thank you properly."

"Brother Lin, you flatter me. My Yin Ghost Sect and the Corpse Puppet Sect have always been of one mind and one body. Why should we distinguish between them?" Yin Ghost Saint said with a sinister smile.

“Brother Lin, I have already sent out ghosts to scout the way here. All the apparent opportunities have already been seized by others. Moreover, I learned from the ghosts that several people from the Wanfa Palace three thousand years ago came here once, and they ended up killing each other. Only one person left with a large amount of spiritual resources.”

Moreover, before the Wanfa Palace entered, someone had already swept through the area, but some areas remained unprotected and could not be opened, giving the Wanfa Palace people a chance to take advantage of the situation.

But now, all public areas are no longer available, except for a few secluded spots.

The fragmented jade pendant obtained by the Wanfa Palace records that there is a Dragon Abyss here, the place where the remnant soul of a true dragon is sealed. Brother Lin, do you know how to get there?

Lin Xiuzhu frowned slightly at what he said. He had already come to this realization when he saw the nearly three-thousand-year-old corpse, but he still had a sliver of hope.

But at this moment, that glimmer of hope vanished.

Therefore, the only opportunity he has to obtain this time is the Dragon-Suppressing Cauldron.

"Have you already explored every place?" Lin Xiuzhu asked, showing extreme disappointment.

Yin Gui Shengzi's senses were firmly locked onto Lin Xiuzhu, and upon seeing this reaction, his heart sank.

"Could it be that he really has nothing else to hide?"

"Impossible. According to ancestral records, when the four sects obtained that manuscript together, the fragments that the Corpse Puppet Sect and the Blood Spirit Sect presented did not match the ancient remnant soul memory fragments that the Yin Ghost Sect's ancestor had secretly devoured. The ancestors of the two sects must have been hiding something."

While the Yin Ghost Saint was inwardly cursing, his mind was already made up.

Since he can no longer find an opportunity here, he might as well follow the dead Lin Xiuzhu.

“Brother Lin is aware of the methods of my Yin Ghost Sect. With hundreds of Yin spirits scouting ahead, we will naturally not miss any.”

"It's all fate and destiny! Our four sects have planned for so many years, but it all came to naught in a single day. What a pity." Lin Xiuzhu sighed, expressing his despair about the opportunity here, and then he focused on healing his injuries.

Yin Gui Shengzi sneered inwardly and immediately sat down cross-legged to familiarize himself with the wondrous Soul Banner that had successfully advanced to the third tier.

Seeing the behavior of the Yin Ghost Saint, Lin Xiuzhu frowned secretly; the other party was sticking to him.

Then it all comes down to who can stay calm the longer.

Three days flew by.

Li Ji'an, who had been keeping a close eye on Lin Xiuzhu with his eagle-like eyes, also began to have doubts: "Could it be that my opportunity this time is not meant for Lin Xiuzhu? Could it be the Blood Spirit Saintess?"

Just as she was pondering this, Ning Sujin suddenly sent a telepathic message: "The Blood Woman is here."

Li Ji'an immediately withdrew from Guagua's view, reversed his blood and qi, and sat cross-legged on the ground, seemingly to regulate his breathing and recuperate.

Ning Sujin then used her primordial spirit power to perform the "Deceiving Heaven" secret technique taught to her by Li Ji'an.

Over the years, under Li Ji'an's guidance, coupled with her own comprehension and primordial spirit-level divine soul, she has cultivated to the peak of the second level.

"Deceiving Heaven" was obtained by Li Ji'an from a fake Dan sword cultivator he killed in the Wanshang Domain. The first layer is formless, the second layer is qiless, and the third layer is spiritless.

Even with Ning Sujin's primordial spirit power, a Core Formation cultivator would not be able to decipher it in a short time.

(End of this chapter)