?Chapter 895: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 892 Endless Sky Saintess Chapter 895: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 892 Endless Sky Saintess This so-called “thing” was none other than the fierce young man recently captured by the cultivators of Great Jin.


    However, that a corpse was referred to as a thing was not at all improper.


    Gazing at the lifeless body of the young man on the ground, Han Li murmured a few words to himself.


    It wasn’t he who had dealt the killing blow but rather, when he attempted to revive the youth to inquire about the origins of these Great Jin cultivators, the youth was already showing a face blackened with poison, evidently having committed suicide by poisoning himself.


    It seemed that the young man was sufficiently hateful, knowing that he couldn’t escape his fate, had taken a strong poison beforehand before coming out to battle.


    In this way, once captured, he also didn’t need to fear the pain of soul refinement and the like.


    However, his soul dissipated so rapidly, it seemed he must have done something else to himself.


    Han Li shook his head, feeling a mix of incredulity and amusement in his heart.


    If this person knew that he could have been saved but had missed the chance at life because of his own suicide, it was really uncertain what kind of expression he would have shown.


    However, since Han Li had no acquaintance with this person, naturally, he had no special feelings about it.


    Without much thought, he shot out a small fireball, which instantly turned the young man’s body to a pile of ashes.


    Moments later, a streak of Devil Cloud flew back, and the second Nascent Soul appeared holding the Ghost Sifting Banner, giving it a gentle wave.


    After a gust of wind, all the Demonic Qi was collected into the banner, which then spiraled towards Han Li’s heavenly spiritual covering, disappearing without a trace after a fleeting moment.


    Only then did Han Li glance around and saw that all the ordinary mortals of the Soaring Tribes stood far away, looking towards him with some trepidation.


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    “Alright, this place is no longer suitable to stay in.


    Follow me.


    Before your poison sets in, you still need to tell me the address of the Secret Vault,” Han Li said indifferently to one of the carriages.


    “So you are an elder of the Yin Sifting Sect!


    No wonder, you could easily kill Feng Zhen, that old thief, and possess precious medicine pills like the Sky Yuan Pill,” the curtain of the carriage was slowly lifted, and Feng Yue, with a cloak draped over his head, stepped out from the inside, his voice carrying an odd tinge and a faint hint of excitement.


    “Hehe.


    An elder of the Yin Sifting Sect.


    We’ll talk about this matter later.


    Let’s go,” Han Li scoffed coldly, then without another word, released a flying sword and rose into the sky.


    Feng Yue hesitated for a moment before following suit without further hesitation.


    Soon, the two became streaks of light, one after the other, gradually disappearing into the horizon.


    It was only then that the ordinary mortals of the Soaring Tribes bravely returned to the vicinity of the caravan.


    A few leaders met with one another and exchanged bitter smiles, all clueless as to what had occurred; the Immortal Masters they had hired were either dead or gone, leaving them completely in the dark about the entire situation.


    Several days later, the news finally spread.


    The death of several Immortal Masters, even though they were of lower rank, was no small matter, especially since it involved Great Jin cultivators who came to do business with the Soaring Tribes and the Holy Temple.


    It couldn’t be taken lightly.


    Some Holy Temple Immortal Masters quickly moved out upon hearing the news, and after some interrogations and analysis, they finally identified the culprit-an outsider who had slain several Nascent Soul Immortal Masters some days earlier.


    Through the testimony of the ordinary mortals who witnessed the event, the identity of this outsider seemed to have surfaced; he was apparently an elder of the Yin Sifting Sect from the ten great sects of Great Jin.


    Since the cultivators of Nine Immortals Palace, who were exterminated, had declared this, it was likely not mistaken.


    Moreover, how could the Soaring Tribes not recognize the fame of the sect-guarding treasure Ghost Sifting Banner of the Yin Sifting Sect?


    This caused a shiver in the hearts of those Immortal Masters who had taken part in the previous battle to block the invasion.


    It turned out that during the last great battle, this elder of the Yin Sifting Sect had not yet displayed his full strength and had not even used such a powerful treasure.


    However, with such Divine Skills and in possession of the Ghost Sifting Banner, he was probably one of the top few influential figures among the elders.


    As for why this person appeared on the Prairies, and struck against them heavily, it also let some of the Soaring Tribes Immortal Masters have a moment of realization.


    After all, the Moulan, their sworn enemy from the battle of the Holy War decades ago, had the Yin Sifting Sect lurking behind them.


    Could it be that this elder deliberately infiltrated deep into the plains to enact revenge or had some other schemes because of the Moulan’s failure?


    It seemed like this was the only plausible reason.


    Having found a somewhat plausible explanation, the Soaring Tribes finally felt somewhat relieved.


    After all, no matter how formidable the enemy was, once they knew their origin and purpose, they could be dealt with more easily.


    On one hand, the Heaventide Sanctuary immediately dispatched a large number of cultivators to patrol the border between Great Jin and the Prairies, to guard against any Yin Sifting Sect reinforcements for their elder.


    On the other hand, they assembled a group of Nascent Soul Immortal Masters with extreme speed, ready to ambush and kill the Yin Sifting Sect elder at a moment’s notice.


    No matter how formidable the background of the opponent was, they could not allow him to leave the Heaventide Prairies alive.


    Otherwise, once the news spread, the face of the Jie Coalition’s Immortal Cultivation Realm, led by the Heaventide Sanctuary, would truly be wiped clean.


    Thus, on this Spirit Awakening Ceremony day, the ritual presided over by the Endless Sky Saintess herself at a certain Holy Temple was hastily concluded in just two days.


    And a day later, in a highly secured forbidden area behind the Holy Temple, more than a hundred high-ranking Immortal Masters of the Soaring Tribes had taken their ritual baths and fasted, now gradually appearing at the site.


    This was a massive plaza nearly a thousand zhang in size, with a giant array drawn at the center.


    Just the mid-grade spirit stones embedded within the array numbered more than a hundred.


    In the middle of the array, at the spot called the Eye of the Formation, stood an ancient and plain gray-white rectangular altar, five to six zhang high, made of ordinary white stone, the four sides carved with several unknown markings and devoid of any other inscriptions.


    At this moment, around the array, there were more than a dozen Nascent Soul high-ranking Immortal Masters standing in solemn silence, as if they were awaiting someone.


    After an interval of silence that could last a meal, two women and a man entered side by side from beyond the restrictive formations.


    Walking in the center was a silver-robed woman of slender build, her face partially veiled in white gossamer, concealing most of her jade-like features, but her hair cascaded over her shoulders like dark clouds, and her skin was as soft and pale as snow.


    Her clear, dreamy eyes were intoxicating and breathtaking.


    The man beside her was a young and handsome youth with the appearance of a thirty-something, but the glint in his eyes seemed to convey an experience beyond his years, giving him an extraordinarily wizened aura.


    The other woman was a voluptuous and enticing beauty, dressed in yellow clothes, with long hair of a bizarre purple hue.


    Bare arms were exposed, with a fist-sized black demon head biting firmly into each, yet the woman did not show the slightest trace of pain as she cast seductive glances around her.


    “Respectful greetings to the Endless Sky Saintess, Great Immortal Masters,” all the surrounding Soaring Tribe Immortal Masters slightly bowed as the trio entered, conveying their respect.


    The three also exchanged nods with the crowd, walking up to three or four zhang in front of the altar before stopping and turning around.


    “My fellow Immortal Masters, dispense with the formalities.


    This summoning ceremony is not only to pursue the Foreign Tribesman but also the first attempt to keep the incarnation of our sacred sect protecting beast permanently within the Holy Temple.


    I hope all of you will do your utmost to assist me.


    For a higher success rate of the ceremony, two Great Immortal Masters have spent over a decade to find two suitable sacrifices for this spell.


    Please, present the offerings,” the silver-robed woman elegantly turned around as her pleasant voice, clear and melodious like the sound of nature, slowly traveled to everyone present.


    The rest of the Soaring Tribe Immortal Masters, upon hearing this, mostly showed excitement on their faces.


    The handsome youth and the purple-haired beauty exchanged glances, smiled slightly, and clapped their hands at the same time.


    Suddenly, heavy footsteps sounded from outside the plaza, and even the ground trembled lightly.


    At this, some could not help but express surprise, turning their heads towards the source of the noise.


    From both sides of the plaza, a row of eight two-zhang-tall bronze giants entered, their bodies shimmering with golden light as they slowly carried a huge wooden frame toward the center of the plaza.


    And on the frame, there lay an indistinctly visible colossal creature.


    When the bronze giants steadily placed the frame in front of the altar, even people of the greatest composure couldn’t help but gasp upon seeing what was on it.


    A demon beast resembling a wild ox enveloped in green light and a snow-white giant python coiling several times around itself, both as vast as small hills, lay motionless on the frame, appearing unconscious and unresponsive.


    Not only that, but from the demon Qi emanating from these two beasts, those present could ascertain that they were both top-tier seventh-grade, about to step into grade eight, a frightening existence.


    No wonder that even two Great Immortal Masters had taken so long to capture them alive.


    “This Green Wind Ox and Ice Armored Python are indeed antiquity variants, perfectly suitable for the ritual sacrifice.


    Whether we can truly keep the incarnation of the sacred sect protecting beast in the human world using these will depend on our tribe’s fate.


    Let the ritual begin,” the silver-robed woman swept her eyes coldly across those present and spoke calmly.


    She then lifted her jade hand and gently waved it towards one of the beasts on the frame.


    A burst of silver silk shot out from her jade hand, turning into hundreds of silvery strands in an instant, firmly entangling the demon beast and lifting the enormous body of the ox lightly off the frame towards the altar with a flash of silver light.


    At this moment, the previously unconscious Green Wind Ox awoke.


    Upon seeing this scene, it shook in dread, realizing its dire straits and attempted to struggle, but it was bound by numerous powerful restrictive formations and those hundreds of silver chains, leaving it immobilized.


    All it could do was watch in horror as it was suspended and moved to the altar above.


    It opened its mouth as if to bellow, but no sound emerged, and no roar could be heard.


    The silver-robed woman twisted her waist, turned sharply to face the altar, and with a flick of her sleeve, a fist-sized green light shot out, spinning before coming to rest on the ox’s massive body.


    It was revealed to be a miniature cauldron, wrapped in pale green flames, spinning continuously and emanating a mysterious and unfathomable aura.


    Her hands formed seals, and a melodious spell incantation flowed slowly from her lips.


    The green flames rose higher as the cauldron began to enlarge, transforming into an ancient cauldron about a zhang tall.


    If Han Li were here, upon witnessing this scene, he would most likely be astoundingly wide-eyed.


    Apart from the flames attached to it, this ancient cauldron seemed to bear an eighty to ninety percent resemblance to the Heavenvoid Cauldron, the same design, the same carvings of flowers, birds, beasts, and insects.


    It was unbelievably astonishing!


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