My words have become law; I truly have no desire to display my divine power before others.

Wu He trembled and his eyes flickered when Chi Yangzi slapped him.

He knew that once he was brought to his master's hiding place, no matter which side won, he, the traitor and inside man, would probably not have a good end.

The instinct for survival, coupled with the deep-seated fear of his evil master, suddenly gave rise to a crazy thought—escape!

Taking advantage of the fact that the two seemed to relax a little, he still had a "Blood Shadow Escape Talisman" given to him by his master, which he had always kept close to his body!

He hadn't dared to use it before, but he witnessed Ye Qingfeng's incredible sword control technique.

Previously, the opponent needed to borrow a sword to use the sword control technique, but now he is not seen carrying a sword.

Perhaps this is my chance to escape?

His face showed an even more terrified and pleading expression, and he kowtowed repeatedly.

"Two immortals, spare my life! The evil cultivator's hiding place is extremely well hidden, with natural mazes and evil magic for cover. I'm afraid it would be difficult to find it based on my description alone."

Why not...why not let this humble servant lead the way? This humble servant will surely atone for his sins!

As he spoke, he secretly took out the cold talisman.

Chi Yangzi and Ye Qingfeng exchanged a quick glance, understanding each other without saying a word.

Chi Yangzi deliberately feigned impatience: "Lead the way? Hmph, if you dare to play tricks again..."

"I wouldn't dare! I absolutely wouldn't dare!" Wu He screamed, as if he had been scared out of his wits. Before Chi Yangzi could finish speaking, he suddenly crushed the talisman in his arms!

With a soft "poof," a thick cloud of blood mist exploded around Wu He, completely obscuring his figure!

The blood mist had a pungent, fishy smell and was believed to have a disturbing effect on the mind.

At the instant the blood mist exploded, a barely perceptible crimson shadow separated from the blood mist at an astonishing speed.

They sped along the ground towards the deepest part of the Wild Boar Forest!

It was the "Blood Shadow Escape," a life-saving technique that burned one's essence, blood, and soul. It was extremely fast and its trajectory was unpredictable.

"You wretched creature! You dare to run away!"

At the opportune moment, Chi Yangzi let out a furious shout of "Shock and rage," waved his hand to disperse the blood mist, and made a move to give chase.

He only rushed forward a few steps before stopping "helplessly," and said resentfully.

"What a bizarre escape technique! The aura is chaotic, making it difficult to lock onto!"

He turned to look at Ye Qingfeng, his face showing "annoyance".

"Master, the person has already gone far away, so there's no need to continue the act."

Ye Qingfeng smiled helplessly.

Upon hearing this, Chi Yangzi felt reassured, knowing that Ye Qingfeng had indeed seen through his plan and tacitly approved of the "bait and track" strategy.

He focused his mind and sensed that the "Shadow Follows" mark in his sea of ​​consciousness was clearly pointing in the direction where the blood shadow had fled, and it was continuing to penetrate deeper.

Without another word, the two moved like wisps of smoke blending into the night, slowly and steadily following the invisible marker.

......

The withered, evil cultivator sat cross-legged on the pitch-black coffin, his body surging with yin energy, and the incantations he uttered became increasingly rapid and sharp.

The coffin beneath him trembled like thunder, and the gray-black corpse energy gushing from the cracks almost solidified into tentacles that danced wildly.

He could clearly sense that the "core" within the dark gold body in the coffin was condensing and growing at an unprecedented speed.

With just the final touch of guidance, the Corpse King's Spirit Fire will be fully ignited, completing the most important step recorded in the "Secret Record of Mysterious Yin Corpse Refining"—"Return of the True Spirit to Its Place"!

Almost there! We're almost there!

His withered face was contorted with excitement and the excessive output of his magic power, and his eyes were fixed on the increasingly bright dark golden light emanating from the crack in the coffin.

At this critical moment!

The elaborately arranged illusion of vines and rocks at the entrance to the cave, which served both a hallucinatory and a warning function, was as if it had been sliced ​​open by an invisible blade.

A disheveled, extremely weak, blood-red shadow scrambled in.

It was none other than Yunhe Zhenren Wu He, who had used the "Blood Shadow Escape" technique and almost exhausted his life force.

"Master...Master! No...Nothing's wrong!" Wu He collapsed to the ground, his face ashen, his voice hoarse and broken, filled with boundless fear.

"There are...there are powerful figures! Two Taoist priests! They broke my Five Ghosts Transporting Technique, slew the Ironclad Corpse, and even...they found the Corpse Fungus Field and burned it all down! They...they're coming after me! Master, save me!"

He was rambling incoherently, only wanting to tell his master about the horrors outside, seek refuge, and perhaps atone for his sins.

However, before he could finish speaking, the withered evil cultivator sitting cross-legged on the coffin suddenly opened his eyes.

The fanatical glint in his eyes was instantly replaced by rage, astonishment, and a sharp disbelief!

He wasn't stupid; the fact that Wu He was able to escape here itself meant there was a huge problem!

If those two Taoist priests could easily kill the armored corpse, how could they not catch up with Wu He, who was on the verge of death and seriously injured and had even used the Blood Escape Technique?

"idiot!!!"

A fierce roar, filled with resentment and exasperation, echoed through the underground cave like the hooting of an owl.

"You've brought them here!!!"

The withered evil cultivator had no time to ponder how Wu He escaped or whether the other party had other schemes.

Anger and a sense of crisis instantly consumed his remaining rationality.

Just when the sacrificial process was about to be completed, this piece of trash ruined the most crucial moment!

Even more frightening is that a powerful enemy may already be outside the door!

His eyes flashed with murderous intent. Without any hesitation, his withered, bird-claw-like right hand suddenly grabbed at the limp Wu He from a distance!

"Using this waste is perfect for replenishing my last bit of bloodlust! Give it to me!"

A powerful suction force suddenly descended upon Wu He.

Before Wu He could even scream, his entire body was gripped by an invisible giant hand and he was suddenly thrown towards the coffin!

In mid-air, his body exploded with a "bang," like a punctured blood bag.

It turned into a thick cloud of blood mist and shattered fragments of soul, which the withered evil cultivator inhaled with a single breath and swallowed whole!

Before Wu He died, all that remained in his eyes was endless astonishment and regret, seemingly until the very moment his soul was scattered.

Only then did I truly understand that I had always been just a pawn in someone else's game, someone else's pawn that could be discarded at any time.

Having devoured Wu He's entire essence, blood, and soul, an abnormal blood-red light surged from the withered, pale face of the evil cultivator.

His aura instantly recovered somewhat, and even became more violent.

He roared and poured all his power, along with all his magic, into the coffin without reservation!

"The Yin energy returns to its proper place, the Blood Fiend forges the soul! Corpse King—awaken!!!"

The pitch-black coffin trembled violently, and what spewed out from the gaps in the coffin lid was no longer gray-black corpse gas, but a strange beam of light mixed with dark gold and blood!

A beam of light shot into the sky and crashed into the top of the cave, causing rubble to fall in a shower.

Inside the coffin, the eerie light on the chest of the dark gold body suddenly shone like a small sun in the underworld!

A vast, cold, terrifying will, filled with the murderous aura of an ancient battlefield and the nascent evil, began to slowly awaken like a sleeping beast!

The withered, wicked cultivator's face contorted with wild joy and extreme savagery: "It's done! It's almost done! Hahaha... Uh?"

His maniacal laughter abruptly stopped when, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of two figures silently appearing at the entrance to the cave.

A blue robe and an old gown.

It was Ye Qingfeng and Chiyangzi.

They stood there as if they had been standing there for a long time.

It turned out that the moment Wu He crushed the Blood Shadow Escape Talisman and fled for his life...

Chi Yangzi had already accurately pinpointed his escape route and the approximate location of his final destination using the "Shadow Follows Seal".