I'm determined to become an immortal!

A remote mountain god temple,

The temple gate was half-collapsed, covered with cobwebs, and a headless statue of a god lay askew in a corner. The incense table was also rotten and dilapidated.

Inside the dimly lit temple, only a few pale rays of moonlight leaked through the broken roof, illuminating the shivering figures on the ground.

Ji Yunlai was kneeling on the cold ground, holding a storage bag in his hands, raising it high above his head, his whole body trembling like a leaf in the wind.

In front of him stood a man dressed in a wide black robe and wearing a hideous bronze demon mask, his hands behind his back, exuding a cold aura and a superior demeanor.

"Well done." The voice of the man wearing the bronze mask was hoarse and grating, like two rough rocks rubbing against each other. "Being able to deliver the He family's secret treasury resources is quite a great achievement."

Upon hearing this, Ji Yunlai lowered his head even further, his forehead pressed tightly against the ground, his voice trembling with sobs and extreme fear, repeatedly kowtowing:

"I dare not ask for merit, I only beg Your Excellency to have great mercy, give me a way out, and take away that Soul-Devouring Gu!"

I, a humble servant, am willing to serve you as a beast of burden for all eternity!

The ghost-faced envoy did not answer, but instead let out a chilling, eerie laugh, and then casually took the storage bag that Ji Yunlai had offered.

Ok?

The ghost-faced envoy paused, then said in a sinister tone:

"This isn't right, is it?"

The He family has plundered extensively along the Yinsha River over the years and has also swallowed up the Xu family of Changyang Mountain.

How come there's only a mere 1,500 mid-grade spirit stones and about twenty magical artifacts?

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible pressure suddenly spread out, making Ji Yunlai almost suffocate.

"explain!

Did you pocket it?

Where did you hide the rest of the supplies?!

The masked envoy stepped forward, his bronze mask appearing particularly terrifying in the moonlight.

Ji Yunlai's body trembled violently, but he still bowed his head and repeated the words over and over again:

"Please, Your Excellency, spare my life."

I beg the envoy to spare my life.

..."

"Good! Good! Good!"

The bronze-masked man said "good" three times in a row, and with each word he said, his aura surged by one point.

"Those who refuse a toast will have to suffer the consequences!"

"Dare to play tricks on me? You're asking for death!"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly waved his hand.

Whoosh!

A beam of azure light shot out from his sleeve, transforming into a cyan rope covered with barbs, as nimble as a snake, instantly binding Ji Yunlai tightly.

"Soul-Devouring Gu, activate!"

The demon made a hand seal and let out a sinister laugh.

Ah!

Ji Yunlai immediately let out a shrill scream, as if his soul had been forcibly ripped from his body.

His eyes rolled back, blood flowed from his seven orifices, and he fell to the ground, rolling around in agony as he tried to break free from the blue rope binding him, but the barbs pierced his body, making his condition even more miserable.

With each tightening of the rope, a portion of his magical power and life force was drained away, and the excruciating pain penetrated deep into his bones.

"Daring to hoard supplies is suicidal!"

The masked envoy looked down at him and sneered:

"Tell me! Where did the remaining supplies go?"

If you don't speak up, I'll make you wish you were dead...

Before the ghost-faced envoy could finish speaking, his divine sense suddenly detected something.

"Who?!"

He gave a sharp shout and turned to look outside the temple.

next moment,

A streak of light, as swift as lightning, flashed past the temple gate.

"go!"

A sound accompanied by a surge of magical energy came, pressing in from all directions like a tidal wave, instantly filling the entire dilapidated mountain god temple.

The voice contained overwhelming pressure, causing the ghost-faced envoy to stiffen, as if he were trapped in a swamp.

The ghost-faced envoy's expression changed drastically in an instant, and he said in disbelief:

"A Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivator?"

"How is that possible!"

Before he could finish speaking, a streak of azure light shot into the hall; it was azure silk umbrella.

The parasol hovered above the head of the demon-faced envoy, its body slightly rotating, casting down thin, weak waves of water that covered the envoy's head like a cage.

The masked envoy immediately felt a strong sense of alarm; his instinctive reaction was to teleport away and avoid the waves.

Under the pressure of a Foundation Establishment Grand Perfection cultivator, his movements became considerably slower.

More importantly, countless tiny water droplets silently shot out from the cascading waves, attaching themselves to his protective aura and intensifying his feeling of being trapped in the swamp.

"What the hell is that?!"

The ghost-faced envoy was greatly alarmed and immediately bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

moment,

His spiritual consciousness surged, and he was instantly freed from the powerful pressure.

He moved swiftly, trying to shake off the umbrella above his head and the countless water droplets attached to the protective aura, but those water droplets were like maggots clinging to his bones, impossible to get rid of, and they kept increasing in number.

"Retreat!"

The demon-faced envoy roared angrily and summoned a yellowish-brown flag.

In an instant, the banner enveloped him, casting a thick, earthy-yellow spiritual light that protected him completely and also kept the countless water droplets at bay.

"fine..."

Seeing that the Yellow Spirit Banner was effective and could protect him, the envoy on the ghost face breathed a sigh of relief and then prepared to flee.

After all, he was only a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the early stage. No matter how arrogant he was, he would not dare to confront a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the Great Perfection stage head-on.

However, before he could escape from the mountain god temple, he saw countless water droplets crawling all over the surface of the banner, even seeping through the gaps in the earthen-yellow spiritual light.

"break!"

A cold shout came from the temple gate.

Before the words were finished, the parasol above their heads suddenly stopped, and the cascading water waves vanished instantly.

follow closely,

The countless water droplets clinging to the banner and the earthen-yellow aura seemed to be drawn together by some invisible force, instantly merging into a gigantic bubble that enveloped the ghost-faced envoy and the banner he had summoned.

What kind of tactic is this?

The envoy on the ghost face felt a sudden alarm bell ringing in his heart. He had never seen such a bizarre water control technique before, and he quickly cast out a precious second-tier high-grade defensive talisman.

The talisman transformed into a golden light, attempting to reinforce the earthy yellow spiritual light.

However, at that very moment, something unexpected happened!

The enormous bubble suddenly collapsed inward, then exploded with a deafening roar...

There was no deafening roar, only an extreme, all-encompassing power that erupted.

The seemingly solid, earthy-yellow aura crumbled instantly like paper, and the banner was blown away by this overwhelming force, its aura dimming instantly.

puff!

After breaking through the double protection of the banners and talismans, the remaining power transformed into a powerful impact, directly slamming into the demon-masked envoy.

He had no time to react; his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the base of the headless statue.

puff!

The masked envoy spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with terror, and muttered:

"This...this power is comparable to a talisman!"

The ghost-faced envoy felt as if his internal organs had shifted, and a metallic taste kept rising in his throat. Before he could react, the azure umbrella dripped wisps of water from above his head.

This time, the waves no longer contained just water vapor, but carried a kind of "power" that made his soul tremble.

The waves, like a net, instantly trapped his limbs and bones, rendering him unable to move.

follow closely,

Countless glistening water droplets converged on him once again.

The masked envoy was immediately terrified and repeatedly said:

"Senior, spare my life!"

"I am a deacon of the Tianhai Chamber of Commerce, senior, you can't kill me!"