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

Chen Hua's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

Wang Meng is dead.

That was a Foundation Establishment Stage 4 cultivator! And he was killed by an old man who was only in the Qi Refining Stage a few days ago?

He wanted to escape.

But Liu Ruoxue's flying sword was like a leech, clinging to him relentlessly. Although this woman was only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, her top-grade ice spiritual root was undeniable, and every sword strike was imbued with a bone-chilling cold, forcing him to defend himself on all sides.

What made him even more desperate was that Li Hanshan had already freed his hands.

"It's your turn."

Li Hanshan walked slowly, stepping on fiery clouds. His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a bucket of ice water poured over Chen Hua's head.

"Please spare me, senior!"

Chen Hua knelt down with a thud.

The way he knelt down was so decisive and swift that even Liu Ruoxue was taken aback.

"Senior, I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. I have offended you. Please, senior, have mercy and spare my life!" Chen Hua kowtowed repeatedly, his voice trembling. "I am willing to offer all my spirit stones, pills, and magic treasures, just begging you to spare my life!"

Li Hanshan stopped and looked down at him.

"When you massacred tens of thousands of people in Heyang County, did you ever think of sparing them?"

Chen Hua's body stiffened.

"When you commanded the spirits to slaughter villages and destroy towns, did you ever think of sparing those innocent mortals?"

Li Hanshan's voice was eerily calm, and a fireball materialized at his fingertips.

"When you were hunting me down, did you ever think of sparing me?"

"I......"

Chen Hua looked up, wanting to say something more, but saw that the fireball had already flown right in front of him.

too fast.

The fireball formed from pure Yang fire moves at an incredible speed.

"No--"

boom!

Flames exploded, and Chen Hua's body was instantly engulfed.

When the firelight died down, only a charred corpse and a storage bag lying on the ground remained.

Liu Ruoxue sheathed her flying sword and gave Li Hanshan a cold look. Her gaze lingered on the charred corpse for a moment before shifting away.

Li Hanshan walked over and picked up the storage bag.

At this moment, the Yin spirit at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage let out a painful roar. It floated in mid-air, its soul body trembling violently, the ghostly fire in its eyes sometimes clear and sometimes frantic, clearly still struggling.

"Senior brother, the person who created you has been executed. It's time to wake up," Li Hanshan said again.

This time, his voice carried a hint of divine power.

The ghostly spirit shuddered, and the will-o'-the-wisps in its eyes finally calmed down, ceasing their frenzy. It lowered its head, looking at its hands, and the face of a young man appeared within its spirit form.

His face was full of confusion.

"Who...who am I?"

"You were a core disciple of the Hehuan Sect," Li Hanshan said. "You were killed by the Yinming Sect, and your soul was refined into a Yin spirit."

Pain flashed across the young man's face as memories flooded back.

"I remember now... My name is Zhou Qingyun, and I'm a core disciple of the Hehuan Sect... A few days ago, I was on a mission when I encountered people from the Yinming Sect..."

His voice grew softer and softer, and the pain on his face intensified.

"That beast... he killed me, extracted my soul, and turned it into a ghost... I watched helplessly as I killed so many people, and I couldn't do anything about it..."

He covered his face, his soul trembling violently.

Li Hanshan remained silent.

It took Zhou Qingyun a long time to calm down.

"Thank you for saving my life, Junior Brother." He bowed deeply to Li Hanshan. "If Junior Brother hadn't killed those two thieves, I'm afraid I would never have regained my senses."

Li Hanshan waved his hand: "How were you killed?"

Anger flashed across Zhou Qingyun's face.

"It's Wu Tianxiong!"

"Wu Tianxiong?" Li Hanshan frowned.

"Yes! It's him!" Zhou Qingyun gritted his teeth. "After we broke through, we fled towards the Hehuan Sect. On the way, we encountered people from the Yinming Sect. When Wu Tianxiong realized he couldn't escape, he ambushed me and then fled himself!"

Good guy.

Wu Tianxiong is quite a talent; he actually thought of ambushing his companion to escape.

Sure enough, when you and your friends encounter a tiger, you may not be as fast as the tiger on the road, but you must be faster than your friends.

Zhou Qingyun pleaded, "Junior brother, please take me back to the sect. I want to expose his true colors to his face!"

Li Hanshan pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

Zhou Qingyun was overjoyed and thanked him again.

After finishing with Zhou Qingyun's matter, Li Hanshan began to take stock of his gains.

These two Foundation Establishment cultivators had several storage bags on them. He checked them one by one and found a lot of spirit stones, as well as some blank soul banners, magic treasures, and the like.

"I've struck it rich."

Li Hanshan was overjoyed.

No wonder so many people enjoy murder and robbery; it's such a quick way to make money.

After Li Hanshan gathered the two soul banners together, he took out one of the soul banners and had Zhou Qingyun crawl inside, preparing to take him back to the sect.

"Let's go."

Li Hanshan glanced at Liu Ruoxue, summoned his flying sword, and flew away into the distance.

Liu Ruoxue followed coldly.

After this battle, the demoness no longer talked about killing Li Hanshan, but she would not give him any kind looks.

The two flew one after the other towards the Hehuan Sect.

After flying for most of the day, a huge flying boat suddenly appeared ahead.

The flying boat was extremely fast, and it arrived in the blink of an eye.

Leading the group was an old man in golden robes, whose aura was as deep as the sea; he was clearly at the Golden Core stage.

Behind him followed a dozen or so Foundation Establishment cultivators, including Wu Tianxiong.

"They are from a sect."

Li Hanshan stopped.

The old man in the golden robe glanced at the two of them, and after sensing their Foundation Establishment aura, his expression did not change.

He didn't know Li Hanshan before, so he didn't know how fast Li Hanshan's Foundation Establishment was.

Li Hanshan didn't recognize him either, but after sensing the dark, ocean-like aura emanating from him, his heart tightened.

He felt...

This old man in golden robes is very likely a Golden Core cultivator!

"Li Hanshan!"

At this moment, Wu Tianxiong's voice rang out.

When Li Hanshan looked, he realized that this guy was actually in this team as well.

"It's you! You're still alive!"

When Wu Tianxiong saw Li Hanshan, he was both surprised and delighted.

He pointed at Li Hanshan and said to the old man in the golden robe, "Father, it's him! It's this old man! If he hadn't deserted in the face of battle, we wouldn't have been defeated so quickly!"

Father?

Wu Tianxiong's words caused Li Hanshan's expression to change.

The old man in the golden robe was actually Wu Tianxiong's father.

This is troublesome!