I'll make you the furnace and the cauldron, so you can refine Yin and Yang and prove the Great

Amidst the ruins, Chen Yi stared blankly at the crane that turned and ran away.

"Senior brother, they've escaped!"

The black-robed cultivator at the head of the group frowned: "Chase them! Don't let a single one escape!"

Five dark figures shot into the sky from the ruins, chasing after the crane. As they chased, they waved the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, from which a large number of vengeful spirits poured out, overwhelming the crane.

These wraiths were incredibly fast, even faster than cranes. The distance between them was closing at a visible speed.

On the crane, the expressions of several outer disciples changed drastically.

"Senior Brother Li, they're catching up!"

"So many ghosts!"

Li Hanshan glanced back and saw thousands upon thousands of Yin spirits chasing after them, a dark, overwhelming mass. Further away, five black-robed cultivators were pursuing them on their swords; the leader was surrounded by surging black energy, exuding a terrifying aura, indicating he was at least at the Foundation Establishment stage.

"Attack! Don't let them get close!"

Li Hanshan gave the order in a deep voice.

Several outer disciples hurriedly unleashed their spells, bombarding the vengeful spirits behind them. Some spirits were blasted apart, while others quickly reformed and continued their pursuit. Moreover, the spirits were elusive and extremely difficult to hit; of the dozen or so spells cast, only three or four actually struck their targets.

These outer disciples were ultimately a bit too weak in cultivation.

Li Hanshan's gaze sharpened, and he activated his divine sense attack technique, slamming it fiercely into the closest Yin spirit.

The ghostly spirit let out a mournful shriek, its eerie green flames flickering violently, and its entire body trembled. The next second, it burst open like a balloon and vanished into thin air.

Really useful!

The Divine Sense Attack Technique is remarkably effective against wandering spirits!

Li Hanshan felt reassured and launched a series of divine sense attacks. His current divine sense strength was comparable to that of the early Foundation Establishment stage. Each divine sense attack was like an invisible sharp sword, and wherever it passed, the yin spirits shrieked and dissipated.

One, two, five...

In the blink of an eye, he had killed seven or eight ghosts.

Several outer disciples stared in disbelief. Their spells were like tickling the ghosts, yet Senior Brother Li could obliterate them with a single glance?

"Senior Brother Li is awesome!"

"That's amazing!"

Just then, a huge, pitch-black banner, several meters tall, suddenly rose up in front of them.

A black-robed cultivator stood beneath the banner, his aura clearly that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator! He held the Soul Banner, blocking the way, a mocking smile on his lips.

"Trying to run? Stay here, all of you!"

With a wave of his soul banner, a massive number of spirits surged out from the banner, forming a pincer attack with the spirits behind him.

The outer disciples on the crane were deathly pale.

"It's over... there are ghosts everywhere..."

Li Hanshan's expression darkened, and he controlled the crane to suddenly rise higher, attempting to break through from above. But the Foundation Establishment cultivator sneered, pointed the soul banner upwards, and several larger Yin spirits soared into the sky, blocking the path above.

At the same time, the vengeful spirits behind them had caught up.

Several vengeful spirits pounced on the crane. An outer disciple, unable to dodge in time, had one of the spirits enter his body. His face turned ashen, and he let out a piercing scream. His body convulsed a few times before going still. His soul was forcibly pulled out by the spirits, turning into a gray ball of light, which was then absorbed into the Myriad Soul Banner behind him.

"Junior Brother Zhou!"

Another outer disciple cried out in alarm, but the next second, he too was attacked by two vengeful spirits at the same time, and followed in their footsteps.

The crane was also entangled by the evil spirits, emitting mournful cries as its body rapidly became ethereal and was about to dissipate.

Li Hanshan was too preoccupied to save them, so he made a quick decision, leaping off the crane's back and onto his flying sword. The two remaining outer disciples hurriedly summoned their own flying artifacts and followed closely behind him.

But they were already surrounded by ghosts.

Above, inside the flying boat.

Looking at the image in the crystal ball, Wu Tianxiong smiled smugly: "Old man, let's see where you can run this time."

Deacon Lu gripped the hilt of his sword and prepared to stand up.

"Deacon Lu, wait a minute." Wu Tianxiong quickly stopped him. "Perhaps not all of these remnants of the Yinming Sect have emerged yet. If we make a move now, we might alert them."

Deacon Lu gave him a cold look.

How could he not see that Wu Tianxiong wanted Li Hanshan dead? The talk of "stirring up the enemy" was just an excuse. Six Yinming Sect cultivators had already appeared below, along with two Foundation Establishment cultivators. This lineup was more than enough to deal with a few Qi Refining disciples. What were they waiting for?

However, Wu Tianxiong's father, Wu Zhanlong, had just broken through to the Golden Core stage and was enjoying great influence within the sect. Offending Wu Tianxiong for the sake of an aging inner disciple seemed like a bad deal.

Seeing that he was still hesitating, Wu Tianxiong leaned closer and lowered his voice, saying, "Don't worry, Steward Lu, I will remember this favor and will definitely tell my father when I get back."

Deacon Lu remained silent for a moment, then slowly released his hand from the hilt of his sword.

below.

Looking at the surging Yin spirits from all directions, as well as the two Foundation Establishment stage Yinming Sect cultivators in front and behind him, Li Hanshan calmed down.

There's no escaping it now.

Then let's go for it.

He suddenly flung out several spirit talismans, blasting a large number of the charging Yin spirits to death. One of the second-tier spirit talismans even transformed into a golden sword light, slashing towards the Foundation Establishment cultivator in front of him.

A second-tier spirit talisman is equivalent to a single strike during the Foundation Establishment stage!

The Foundation Establishment cultivator's expression changed slightly. He hurriedly shook the Myriad Souls Banner, commanding dozens of Yin Souls to block in front of him. As the golden sword light slashed past, the Yin Souls melted away like snow in hot water. The sword light, undiminished in its momentum, continued to slash at him.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator snorted coldly, opened his mouth and spat out a black beam of light, which collided with the golden sword light.

boom!

Amidst the violent explosion, Li Hanshan took out two more Thunderbolt Pills and threw them at the hordes of Yin spirits surging from the left and right sides.

Boom!

The Thunderclap Pill exploded, and crimson lightning swept in all directions. This battle pill was specifically designed to suppress Yin spirits; wherever the lightning passed, the Yin spirits emitted shrill screams, and large swaths of black energy were evaporated.

A gap has been torn in the encirclement!

Li Hanshan stepped onto his flying sword and burst out from the gap, heading straight for the Foundation Establishment cultivator!

The Foundation Establishment cultivator was stunned for a moment when he saw that Li Hanshan not only did not flee but instead rushed towards him, then he laughed.

"A mere Qi Refining cultivator dares to attack me? You're courting death!"

He shook the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and black energy surged on its surface. A gigantic ghost, far larger than any other ghost, emerged from the banner.

The ghostly spirit was over ten feet tall, its body ablaze with black energy like flames, and the ghostly fire in its eyes was a deep purple. Its aura was more than ten times stronger than other ghostly spirits. This was the main soul of the Myriad Soul Banner, refined from the soul of a cultivator!

"go!"

The Foundation Establishment cultivator pointed at Li Hanshan, and his main soul emitted a deafening shriek as it lunged at Li Hanshan.

Li Hanshan's gaze sharpened, and he unleashed his full power in a divine sense attack.

Soul-Burning Technique!

A divine power several times stronger than before shot out from between his eyebrows, like an invisible sharp cone, piercing the head of the main soul.

The main soul let out an extremely shrill scream, its deep purple ghostly flames flickering wildly, and its entire soul body trembled violently. Its ten-foot-tall body twisted and struggled in the air, black energy scattering everywhere, having been rendered immobile by this attack!

The Foundation Establishment cultivator's expression changed drastically: "How is this possible!"

He quickly activated his magic incantation, trying to regain control of his main soul.

But Li Hanshan won't give him that chance.

The flying sword transformed into a streak of light, shooting out like a meteor chasing the moon.

Flowing Light Sword Technique!

The Foundation Establishment cultivator was focused on controlling his main soul, and by the time he realized the flying sword was coming, it was too late.

He hastily conjured a small shield to block in front of him, but Li Hanshan's flying sword was too fast. The sword light drew a strange arc in the air, bypassed the small shield, and pierced through his heart.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator looked down at the transparent hole in his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Despite his powerful life force, he did not die from this severe injury and quickly cast a defensive spell.

But taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Hanshan broke through the encirclement and rushed into the distance.

Above, inside the flying boat.

Wu Tianxiong suddenly stood up, exclaiming, "How is this possible?!"

He stared intently at the crystal ball, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

How could a Qi Refining Stage 10 cultivator severely injure a Foundation Establishment stage Yinming Sect cultivator?

Not only him, but the other two core disciples were also surprised. Even Liu Ruoxue, whose pretty face was always cold and aloof, showed a look of surprise.

"Let's do it!"

Without further hesitation, Deacon Lu was the first to strike.

"Walk!"

Immediately afterwards, the other core disciples followed suit and charged down from the sky.

Seeing this, Wu Tianxiong had no choice but to unleash his flying sword and attack.

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"Damn it, we have to kill him!"

The Yinming Sect's Foundation Establishment stage, which suffered heavy damage, was against another Foundation Establishment path.

He almost died this time. Fortunately, he had practiced a secret technique in his early years that allowed him to reposition his heart; otherwise, he would have been dead.

Another Foundation Establishment cultivator gave chase and was about to catch up with Li Hanshan.

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.

Five powerful auras descended from the sky, and most of the arrogant ghosts were wiped out by the attacks. He and his companions were then surrounded.

"How dare they run wild on our Hehuan Sect's territory! They're practically courting death!"

Wu Tianxiong was the most arrogant.

Upon seeing the five people, Li Hanshan was taken aback for a moment, then quickly flew towards Deacon Lu's direction.

Of the five, Wu Tianxiong was eager to kill him, Liu Ruoxue had a grudge against Hua Nongying, he didn't know the other two, and only Deacon Lu gave him a good impression.

But before they could fly there, another unexpected event occurred.

A ghostly figure appeared behind Deacon Lu and charged towards him.

"Be careful, senior~"

Li Hanshan shouted.

Deacon Lu suddenly became alert, turned sharply, and struck out with his palm. But the ghost was incredibly fast, passing through the gap in his palm strike and slamming hard into his back.

"puff!"

Deacon Lu coughed up a mouthful of blood and staggered forward several steps. He forced himself to summon a bronze mirror artifact, which shone brightly with golden light, finally forcing the vengeful spirit back.

"Deacon Lu!"

Several core disciples exclaimed in surprise.

Just then, the sky suddenly darkened.

A suffocating pressure spread from afar, sweeping across all directions like a tidal wave.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up.

A massive black cloud was rapidly approaching from the horizon. Within the cloud, a figure stood with his hands behind his back, his aura overwhelming everyone present, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.

"Golden Core...it's a Golden Core!"

Wu Tianxiong's face was deathly pale, and his voice was trembling.

Golden Elixir!

On the Hehuan Sect's side, everyone's expression changed drastically.