Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

Before entering the cave, Ren Fengjue asked if the matter of the corpse gu was related to Yunhe Mountain.

Knowing he couldn't hide it any longer, Yan Zhengchu simply recounted what he had learned a few hours earlier after meeting Master Tianji on the mountain, so that Master Tianji would have a general idea of ​​what had happened.

"This wicked sorcerer must be my senior master."

"But a long time ago, he was expelled from his sect for secretly practicing forbidden techniques."

"Master said that although he had not seen his senior brother for many years, he could sense that he had been wandering around Yunhe Mountain and his purpose was not pure."

"My master once secretly studied a forbidden technique for controlling ghosts. It requires drawing the primordial spirit out of the body, using blood as a spell, forming a soul array, and borrowing soul power. It is extremely sinister."

"Back then, he was expelled from Yunhe Mountain by his grandmaster before he could master it. Now that he is cultivating this Gu, I'm afraid the role of this corpse worm is part of the forbidden technique of controlling ghosts."

"Master said that once this technique is mastered, I'm afraid no one in the entire Yunhe Mountain area will survive."

"Therefore, he secluded himself for several months to study a formation, all in order to break his master's technique."

"Originally, Master was going to go down the mountain himself, but he was seriously injured and probably couldn't interfere too much, so he passed on this formation to me."

Ren Fengjue knew the situation was serious, so he asked him, "What are we going to do in a bit?"

"Two steps."

Yan Zhengchu first gave him a talisman: "After he leads his primordial spirit out of his body, I will entangle him. You take the opportunity to seal this talisman on his Baihui acupoint so that his primordial spirit cannot return to its place."

Then he tossed over an ink line and said, "This ink line is coated with a layer of 'gold powder,' taken from the golden statue of our ancestor. It can lock his primordial spirit. We'll need to work together then..."

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At this moment, upon hearing Yan Zhengchu's shout, Ren Fengjue swiftly struck Tian Wenyuan with the yellow talisman hidden in his sleeve.

Then, he took out the ink line, wrapped one end around his palm, and tossed the other end back to Yan Zhengchu.

"Tianwen" was slightly surprised to see that Yan Zhengchu had come prepared.

But then I thought, it's just children playing house, nothing to be afraid of.

The moment Yan Zhengchu took the ink line into his hand, a layer of sweat involuntarily appeared on his palm.

At this moment, he was more panicked than ever before.

But remembering his master's instructions, he had no choice but to steel himself and pull himself together.

On his way down the mountain, he searched for traces of the Corpse Gu while simultaneously digesting the techniques his master had taught him.

Before arriving at Tujia Village, I finally kept it firmly in mind.

But the thought that this formation was being used for the first time and that no mistakes could be made immediately brought a surge of pressure back into his heart.

Just as he was feeling tense and at a loss, Ren Fengjue on the other end gently tugged at the ink line, signaling him that it was time to make his move.

Yan Zhengchu walked with exquisite steps of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, silently reciting incantations. He exchanged a glance with Ren Fengjue and then tossed the inkstone back.

At a fixed point, golden threads intertwine and crisscross, forming a golden thread array that traps "Tianwen" within it.

"Tianwen" didn't take it seriously until Yan Zhengchu suddenly released one hand, softly chanted an incantation, and amidst the overflowing golden light, his primordial spirit sprang out from Li Cheng's body.

"I really underestimated you."

When Tianwen's primordial spirit was trapped, he realized that the golden thread array was a technique his junior brother used to restrain him.

He said coldly, "Since you show no mercy, don't blame me, your senior brother, for being ruthless."

Yan Zhengchu dared not relax. He made a hand seal with one hand and was about to use the last soul-locking spell when the hand holding the ink line suddenly trembled.

Then, a dark shadow enveloped him, forcibly pulling his soul out of his body and dragging it into the formation.

Ren Fengjue was startled, but then he remembered what Yan Zhengchu had told him.

"Do not let go until you have completely locked down his primordial spirit."

The cave was dark, but then a cold wind rose.

The corpse worms grew increasingly rampant, unafraid of the pure yang energy, and even dared to approach Ren Fengjue, though no one dared to provoke them.

Yan Zhengchu, on the other hand, is clearly going to suffer.

After his soul left his body, he was left with only an empty shell. The corpse worms were not afraid of him at all and began to scramble to crawl onto him.

Just as they were about to burrow into his mouth and nose, a mournful hissing sound rang out, and all the corpse worms froze in place.

Ren Fengjue then realized that Xia Ximo had somehow captured the Gu King in his hands.

Her fingers were so slender and white that they seemed completely unafraid of any harm.

But she held that Gu King between her fingers as if it were effortless.

Ren Fengjue was startled.

Even Tianwen and Yan Zhengchu, who were in the Golden Thread Formation, were startled.

The "Corpse Gu" lives in corpses, feeding on the corpse's energy and resentment, and also drinks the blood of living people every day, making it extremely sinister.

Ordinary "mother gu" can only be controlled by the person who creates the gu.

Anyone who dares to approach will be killed instantly as the burrow has penetrated their flesh.

Therefore, even Tianwen would never dare to approach the Gu King in this way.

But now, the Gu King has not only fallen into Xia Ximo's hands, but is also emitting uneasy hissing.

It was terrified, and the other worms in the cave were even more terrified.

Xia Ximo gazed at the object in his hand, a faint red lotus mark appearing on his forehead, and a spark of fire seemed to flash in his eyes.

Then, expressionless, she released her grip, and the Gu King fell into the swarm of insects, instantly bursting into flames.

This scene left Tianwen, trapped within the formation, utterly dumbfounded and filled with unprecedented fear.

He exclaimed in disbelief, "How could this happen?"

A ball of red-glowing fire burned the Gu King to ashes.

The blue light emanating from the swarm of insects gradually dimmed.

The cave was also inexplicably plunged into darkness, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

Ren Fengjue gripped the ink line in his hand tightly, not daring to relax his grip even slightly, and subconsciously called out, "Miss Xia?"

No one responded.

However, Tianwen, who was inside the formation, clearly sensed a shadow approaching from behind.

He turned around abruptly and was startled again.

A barefoot woman in red, with a cool and aloof expression, appeared. She had entered the formation at some point and was slowly walking towards him.

Tianwen subconsciously took a few steps back: "Who... exactly are you?"

The woman in red gave him a cold glance, then asked, "You think I can't do anything to you just because you're no longer in my body?"

Tianwen immediately realized, "You're that one from just now..."

That woman with a strange fate, carrying an aura of the underworld.

It turns out I was right.

The person she appears to be on the outside is merely her physical body in the human world.

The one in front of me is the real her.

"You guessed right."

The woman in red slowly raised her hands, her fingers still beautiful and well-proportioned, moving gracefully in the air as if playing a zither.

Then he coldly added, "Go to the underworld and find out exactly who I am."

Tianwen once again felt that strange power, like a cold current enveloping him.

In the midst of panic, despair gradually set in.

His primordial spirit was trapped in the formation and had nowhere to escape. He could only watch helplessly as he froze into a state of icy indifference.

Then, as if ice had cracked, it melted completely.