?Chapter 982: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 979 Five Son’ Synchronisation Demon Chapter 982: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 979 Five Son’ Synchronisation Demon Beneath Bai Yaoyi’s astonished gaze, the golden lightning burst upon the ancient corpse.


    This body, unknown how many years old, instantly disintegrated within the golden light, turning into a pile of white ashes.


    “Let’s go.


    It seems I was really overthinking it,” Han Li murmured with a frown and faintly spoke.


    Then he strode out of the place.


    Bai Yaoyi shook her head with a light laugh, unconcerned as she followed out.


    Soon after, the two reappeared in the passageway and continued flying forward.


    When the two figures had disappeared into the distance and a wisp of purple light was finally engulfed by the black wind, a humanoid black shadow slowly rose from below the ground under a stone pillar in the cave.


    This shadow was pitch-black, its features blurred, as if it were a pure shadow.


    Only its eyes shone with an eerie green light.


    It first glanced at the ice chunks of the Evil Ape at the entrance before lowering its gaze to the ashes by the stone pillar, then suddenly pounced to the ground.


    A strange scene unfolded!


    After a roll, the ashes immediately flew towards the shadow, clinging to its entire body without falling off.


    Then, from the shadow’s mouth emitted a low hum, and surges of black qi emanated from its body, wrapping it entirely.


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    Moments later, the black qi roiled, and a mummified corpse, identical to the original, walked out from it.


    This time, the corpse was no longer lifeless.


    After turning its head, it suddenly opened its mouth towards the entrance, ejecting a murky yin wind, sweeping up the remains of the Evil Ape’s ice chunks within it.


    In the yin wind, the ice melted away at a visible rate.


    With a “swoosh,” a whole Evil Ape leaped out from the wind.


    It reared its head and bared its teeth a few times, then after a few jumps, it landed below the corpse, climbed onto its legs, and stayed there like a pet.


    The corpse extended a pitch-black claw and casually patted the Evil Ape on its head, but its eyes fixated on the exit, the green light flickering incessantly.


    This corpse, as if deep in thought like an ordinary person, appeared to have awakened its spiritual wisdom.


    While Han Li and the others split up to carry out their tasks, at the top of a giant mountain peak in the Southern Border, a manor was under siege with the sounds of explosions and battle cries: nearly a hundred black-robed cultivators were attacking a pale-yellow light barrier with various magic treasures and tools.


    This barrier covered most of the manor, but inside, only a dozen yellow-robed cultivators were desperately waving colorful formation flags to reinforce the barrier’s restrictive formations.


    However, due to being outnumbered, the light barrier was on the brink of collapse, panic evident on everyone’s faces.


    Above the manor, hundreds of feet in the air, stood a stately middle-aged cultivator in yellow robes, his complexion deathly pale.


    Around him, at a distance, stood five grey-white figures, all insubstantial and faint as if made of light smoke.


    But these figures formed a circle, perfectly enclosing the middle-aged cultivator in the center.


    “Sect Brother, can’t you spare the He Family?


    I have had several encounters with the Sect Master of the Ghost Sifting Banner.


    As long as you show mercy, I am willing to lead the He Family out of the realm of immortal cultivators, never to return.


    Besides, this is the Southern Border.


    Aren’t you afraid of stirring up trouble with such reckless actions?” The middle-aged cultivator, although he knew his chances were slim, still looked up to the sky with the last shred of hope.


    “Your He Family had pledged to join our Yin Sifting Sect but are now trying to back out at the last minute.


    What do you take our sect for?


    Don’t think that just because you moved to the Southern Border that we can’t find you.


    For the sake of our sect’s reputation, we have no choice but to wipe out the He Family completely.


    And I would like to borrow your head, my friend, to deter those petty people.


    Would you like to do the honors yourself, or should I take action?


    If the Five Sons’ Synchronisation Demon strikes, not even your bones will remain,” spoke a voice from seemingly nowhere, its tone drifting and elusive, making it impossible to determine gender.


    Upon hearing this, the yellow-robed cultivator’s heart sank.


    Just then, a ground-shaking boom came from below, and the yellow-robed cultivator swiftly looked down, his expression drastically changing.


    He saw the protective barrier of the manor finally shattered into fragments, dissolving into specks of light that vanished without a trace.


    The yellow-robed cultivator’s face was completely drained of color.


    However, the Yin Sifting Sect cultivators outside the manor let out a cheer.


    Immediately afterward, a flood of light descended, engulfing the dozen or so cultivators within the manor in an instant.


    “How dare you…”


    The yellow-robed cultivator could no longer hold back and slapped his spirit beast pouch at his waist.


    A yellow light sprayed out of the pouch and transformed into a Yellow Python several zhang long, shooting downwards.


    “Why bother yourself with the juniors?


    Allow me to see your Chaos Brick,” said the mysterious figure indifferently, as if a white shadow among the surrounding ones suddenly moved and, before one would expect it, appeared right below the Yellow Python.


    The speed was almost teleportation.


    The Yellow Python flashed a violent light, its jaw gaping wide as it viciously aimed for the white shadow.


    But without a word, the white shadow shook and transformed into a giant magic skull, a zhang tall and snow-white all over.


    The Yellow Python was startled and tried to stop its motion, but it was too late.


    After a few strange chuckles, the skull opened its mouth, and a spurt of white filaments sprayed out, entangling the python’s head in a tight wrap.


    The Yellow Python, greatly shocked, naturally struggled violently.


    Its tail, like a steel whip, swept down hard on the skull.


    But the magic skull didn’t even seem to wobble.


    Instead, a grey light suddenly appeared in its mouth and followed the white filaments straight onto the Yellow Python.


    An inconceivable scene unfolded.


    From the python’s head, as the grey light passed, the originally shiny and plump body of the python quickly turned dull and shriveled.


    In the blink of an eye, the creature’s flesh seemed to vanish into thin air, leaving it a mere skeleton wrapped in skin.


    The Yellow Python naturally met its demise.


    But the magic skull had not yet ceased its action, with a flicker of white silk, it swept the entire python carcass into its gaping maw and began to chew vigorously, making a horrific “crack,” “crack” sound.


    Seeing the Spirit Python he had nurtured for many years fall to such an end, the yellow-robed cultivator felt a mix of shock and anger, with a hint of venom flashing in his eyes.


    He glanced at the white shadows closing in around him and suddenly slapped the back of his head with one hand, spewing out an object-a chunky square brick with a hazy yellow hue.


    The yellow-robed cultivator formed a hand seal and pointed solemnly at the brick.


    The treasure spun into the air and started to grow frantically in the midst of the light.


    In almost a single breath, a massive object appeared above the head of the yellow-robed cultivator.


    It was more than ten feet in size, its yellow brilliance glaring and runes flowing around it, truly an impressive sight.


    “So, this is the Chaos Brick?


    Well-known, but seeing it is rather disappointing.


    It seems unnecessary for me to show myself, let the Five Devils send you on your way!” The hidden cultivator sighed, as if hugely disappointed.


    No sooner had these words fallen than the other white shadows moved, floating gently towards the yellow-robed cultivator.


    The yellow-robed cultivator ignored the disdain in the other’s words, glanced at the approaching white shadows, and suddenly let out a loud shout, his voice shaking the heavens above.


    The Chaos Brick above his head began to spin rapidly.


    Given its size, a great gust of wind whipped up instantly, enveloping the yellow-robed cultivator within.


    Yet the white shadows seemed unaffected by the whirlwind, and when they were about ten feet away from it, their figures stretched out and shot towards the maelstrom.


    “Court death!”


    Countless beams of yellow brilliance burst from the wind, turning out to be square bricks each about a foot in size.


    The rumble resounded, and within moments, the white shadows were engulfed in the light.


    Seizing the opportunity, a yellow rainbow ejected from the whirlwind, flashing towards the horizon and covering a distance of more than twenty feet in the blink of an eye.


    “Hmph!” came an ice-cold snort.


    Then suddenly, with a puff puff sound, four white shadows emerged unscathed from the yellow brilliance and vanished in a flash from where they were.


    The next moment, spatial ripples appeared ahead of the flying rainbow, and under the flicker of grey light, four white shadows emerged without a word and pounced on the fleeing rainbow.


    The yellow-robed cultivator was shocked, his figure faltering, as he hurriedly raised his hand.


    At once, a brick several feet in size unabashedly slammed into the white shadows, but they trembled as if nothing had happened and passed directly through the brick, arriving in front of the yellow-robed cultivator in an instant.


    In his panic, the yellow-robed cultivator swung his hand, revealing an ancient treasure that he had already clutched in his grip.


    It was a blue Token.


    With a mere flicker, a burst of blue light sprayed out, and the white shadows seemed to freeze as soon as they entered it, as if they could hardly move an inch.


    The yellow-robed cultivator’s face hadn’t yet revealed the joy of escape when the white shadows suddenly let out a strange laugh and dissipated on their own in the midst of the blue light.


    Seeing this, the yellow-robed cultivator inwardly cursed, immediately emitting a flash of brilliance around his body, intending to make his escape.


    But then a white mist appeared before his eyes, and several shadowy figures emerged from it and pounced on him, ignoring the protective aura around the yellow-robed cultivator completely, piercing straight through him and disappearing without a trace into his body.


    Before the yellow-robed cultivator could react, he felt his Nascent Soul suddenly contract within him, his body heat up as if all the blood in his veins was boiling.


    This was his last sensation in this world, and the next moment, his vision darkened, and he knew no more.


    Had there been others nearby, they would have seen the yellow-robed cultivator’s face visibly shrivel at a visible rate, quickly turning into a mummified skeleton.


    As for the Nascent Soul inside the dry corpse, it was directly devoured by the white shadows that had possessed the body.


    Then, satisfied, the four white shadows flew out of the dry corpse, turning into four magic skulls, and savagely divided up what was left of the body.


    It was only then that another white shadow leisurely arrived on the scene.


    The five white shadows stood side by side together.


    By this time, the sounds of explosions and fighting within the manor below had also ceased, and a black-robed elder rushed over in great strides.


    “Reporting to the Great Elder!


    All seventy-two members of the He Family’s cultivators have been annihilated, and there are also more than three hundred direct mortal relatives remaining.


    Please instruct, elder,” the black-robed elder said, standing respectfully, hands clasped in front of him, as soon as he flew near the white shadows.


    “Kill them all,” the mysterious expert said coldly.


    “Yes!” the black-robed elder replied and was about to fly down.


    “Hold on, Elder Ge previously sent a message saying that the cultivator who killed our four elders and stole a Yin Sifting Banner might also be in the Southern Border.


    Now that things here are settled, all hands must thoroughly search for this person.


    I will sit in the Southern Border for a year; if there is any trace of this person, we will take immediate action to eliminate him.


    How can our sect’s treasures fall into the hands of others?” the mysterious expert commanded grimly.


    “Yes, this disciple will pass on the instructions immediately,” the black-robed elder said with a solemn expression, and then he turned into a black light and descended.


    “The one who could kill the brother who held the Yin Sifting Banner and escape from the Heaventide Sanctuary’s execution…


    surely a much more interesting opponent than those wastes of the He Family,” the mysterious expert murmured after the black-robed elder had left, seemingly very interested in Han Li.


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