"Ghost Karma Power!"
Lu Yanshu, Shen Yanxi and others also had solemn expressions when they came over.
They looked towards the huge God and Demon Creation Institute floating in the strange foggy sky, searching for Ling Yimo's wandering soul.
They were also discussing the Dark Ghost Karma and the Dark Ghost Karma Line.
"Ghost Karma Power..."
Pang Jian, who escaped the disaster, also learned from them how terrifying this martial art was.
Falsify cause and effect, determine the time of a person's death, and cause memory errors.
The more he knew, the more frightened he became, and the more grateful he was secretly.
"In the Ghost Sacrifice Sect, those who are qualified to practice the Ghost Karma Art will eventually have to completely abandon their flesh and blood bodies."
Fan Chen of Taiyi Divine Kingdom also has a deep understanding of the secrets of the major sects. He said in a deep voice: "It is rumored that the Ghost Mother can use her spirit to travel between the major worlds of Purgatory."
"The physical body seems to be a hindrance and constraint for those who practice the Dark Ghost Karma."
"Ling Yimo, perhaps from the very beginning, intended to abandon his physical body."
Fan Chen pondered and said, "She is too special to be treated as a normal person in the Concentrated Spirit Realm. I feel that as long as the souls of all of us leave the sea of consciousness and enter the God and Demon Creation Institute, they will be eaten by her... "
"Just like she ate Cao Jingbai."
Hearing this, everyone's scalp went numb.
"How did you let Zhou Yi escape?" Pang Jian suddenly asked.
"The Jiuli Sect has many secret techniques, and Zhou Yi possesses rare treasures and is proficient in various escape techniques." Fan Chen was also helpless and sighed, "We joined forces to surround and attack him, but we were unable to restrain him."
Everyone was talking at once, and keeping their eyes on the God and Demon Creation Institute, fearing that Ling Yimo would show up and attack another person.
As if aware that he was being closely guarded, Ling Yimo's soul never appeared again.
The few people who did not dare to leave their souls to explore the God and Demon Creation Institute discussed what to do next in this world shrouded in strange fog.
Pang Jian looked calm, turned his head and looked at the genius from the Pure Land, and said, "Lü Yanshu, you came from the Pure Land, do you know who the owner of that divine crane is?"
"Why are you asking this?" Lu Yanshu asked vigilantly.
"I had contact with that white crane in the Yunlei Forbidden Land, and later we also saw it in the Juetian Forbidden Land." Pang Jian looked normal, and said, "It admires its master very much. I want to know..."
"That is the secret of my Pure Land. I'm sorry I can't tell you!" Lu Yanshu said with a cold face.
His firm attitude of keeping secrets made Pang Jian feel at ease. He nodded and stopped asking questions.
After a while, everyone decided to ignore the God and Demon Creation Institute for the time being and continue exploring deep into the earth to see if there were any other wonders.
Pang Jian added: "I need time to recover."
"I can take you on a flying fish boat." Liu Youyu whispered.
"Oh, all right."
…
The third realm.
In the center of Xiangguang Shattered Land and Qiantian Continent, small sword boats and red cloud boats are moored on the giant ships belonging to the Yuanqing Divine Kingdom.
Pang Jian and Zhou Qingchen accepted the invitation and left both the sword boat and the red cloud boat behind before entering the fourth realm.
According to what Hong Qiming said at the time, the Jianzhou and Chixiazhou were obvious targets and it was not appropriate for him to hide.
At this time, the giant ships Jianzhou and Chixiazhou, where they were moored, slowly stopped.
Cheng Rutang and Zheng Guowang were looking at the wreckage of Yunfan and the corpses of wandering cultivators in the void.
"That slightly fat casual cultivator is Han Duping who is good friends with Pang Jian and Zhou Qingchen."
A general of the Yuanqing Divine Nation stood among the corpses, pointed at a casual cultivator, and said, "There are also Wu Xuanfeng and others, who all took the initiative to surrender to Zhou Qingchen, but were killed by bloodthirsty beasts here."
Cheng Rutang's beautiful face was filled with worry. She said, "The contribution values of the people at the top of the Soul Wandering Realm and the Concentrated Spirit Realm honor lists have all stopped, and none of them can be contacted."
"The boss is very worried that something might happen to them."
Those at the top of the list are all geniuses from various major forces, and some of them are carrying their sect’s most important weapons.
Those people who are regarded as the future pillars of the sect are so important that their long period of inactivity has made even the True Gods of the First Realm a little restless.
Zheng Guowang said: "I have received accurate information that they have entered the fourth realm one after another."
"Could it be that a large number of level 8 alien warriors have been dispatched? They are encircling and suppressing them in the fourth realm?" Cheng Rutang frowned and said, "Xiao Yuer has always been cautious. If she had really discovered so many alien warriors, she should have returned long ago."
"The superiors are already paying attention to this matter, so you don't have to worry too much," Zheng Guowang advised.
…
In the strange fog.
Zhou Yi from the Jiuli Sect found several people who were at the top of the Concentrated Mind Realm and killed them one by one.
"call!"
He stopped in front of the drifting golden tripod, smiled calmly and said, "Su Li, Demon Sect's Hong Qiming is dead, no one will force you anymore."
The golden tripod was squeezed by a force and was actually deformed in the strange fog.
Su Li's face suddenly changed, and he screamed, "Brother Zhou, I no longer have any curiosity about the God and Demon Creation Institute, or this piece of land shrouded in strange fog."
"The one who killed Hong Qiming was Li Zhaotian's young disciple Pang Jian." Zhou Yi said with a smile again.
"No matter who it is, I have no interest in exploring the God and Demon Creation Institute again!" Su Li was terrified and kept casting spells in secret, trying to get rid of the force that was squeezing the golden tripod.
"Hey, don't leave in such a hurry." Zhou Yi smiled and said, "After Hong Qiming died, I didn't even have anyone to talk to. Su Li, just stay and chat with me."
"Do you know that a long time ago, there lived a tribe called Jiuli in the land where the Jiuli Sect is currently located?"
"The people of this tribe look exactly like humans, but... they also advance through bloodline, rather than practicing with the existing cultivation system of humans."
“Of course, times change, and so do they.”
Zhou Yi chuckled and said, "The members of the Jiuli tribe today have long known how to conceal their bloodlines and instead practice the way you humans do, increasing your strength by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."
"We humans?" Su Li was shocked.
Zhou Yi nodded with a smile.
Su Li understood everything instantly and shouted, "You, Zhou Yi, are essentially an alien?"
"Aliens?" Zhou Yi pulled the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Just because we are slightly different from humans, we should be classified as aliens and aliens? Except for the special bloodline, the rest of the characteristics of my Jiuli tribe are exactly the same as those of humans. Why can't we walk around openly?"
"Why should our Jiuli tribe be secretly eradicated by you humans?"
"Su Li, can you tell me why the Jiuli Clan seized our ancestral land?"
The fierceness and coldness in Zhou Yi's eyes was so strong that it seemed impossible to dissolve.
Su Li was as dumbfounded as a wooden chicken.
If Zhou Yi didn't reveal his identity, he would never have thought that the person in front of him was actually an alien species different from humans!
After a moment, Su Li murmured, "Jiuli Sect, are all the strong men blind? Why are they still cultivating you like this?"
“They’re not blind.”
Zhou Yi took a breath and said in a tone of deep hatred: "In order to conceal the truth, my special bloodline was melted away when I was still a baby. You will never imagine the pain that the children of our Jiuli tribe had to endure when their bloodline was melted away!"
"The pain of scraping bones is not enough to describe it!"
"In order to survive, to avoid being persecuted, and to be able to live in a world dominated by you humans, Jiuli babies like me have to endure such a painful catastrophe since childhood!"
"Many Jiuli children died when passing this level. Our chances of passing and dying are half and half."
"I survived, but my brother died while crossing the border."
His face gradually twisted, and boundless grief swept through his body and mind. He cried out in pain, "Blood was once the foundation of our Jiuli tribe's strength, and the source of our dominance! But now, we must melt our blood and practice your human skills instead!"
"Only in this way can we avoid being seen as intelligent beings different from you."
Zhou Yi laughed bitterly.
He laughed and said, "I lured Hong Qiming to trick Liu Youyu, Fan Chen, Hu Yuanfei, and those who ranked at the top of the Soul Wandering Realm and the Concentrated Spirit Realm honor list down, just to block the way for you humans who come later!"
"I will make sure your new generation has no successors!"
"I, Zhou Yi, can die here, but I hope that Purgatory can be turned upside down! I hope that you humans will no longer be the rulers of this world!"
"I only hope that the new generation of my Jiuli people will no longer experience the pain of having their bloodline melted away."
He shouted at the top of his lungs, accusing Su Li of all the dirty and evil things he had never known about.
…
The God and Demon Creation Center in deep space.
Ling Yimo's figure reappeared. She looked at Zhou Yi indifferently from a window facing him, and conveyed a thought: "You and I are the same."
This thought traveled thousands of miles and reached Zhou Yi's mind.
Zhou Yi, who was screaming, was slightly shaken. He focused his eyes and looked towards the God and Demon Creation Institute, and vaguely saw the soul of Ling Yimo.
Ling Yimo said again: "Come back and help me."
Zhou Yi hesitated for a moment, nodded heavily, and said, "Okay!"
“Snap!”
The golden tripod where Su Li was located was suddenly squeezed by a force, causing all of Su Li's bones to break.
Zhou Yi was suspended in the air, stretched out his hand to grab Su Li's hair, and dragged him wildly into the void.
As Jiang Ran's youngest disciple, Su Li, who was also gifted with a sacred weapon, was like a dog in his hands and didn't even put up a decent resistance.
…
"call!"
The flying fish boat roared.
In the narrow boat, Pang Jian closed his eyes and rested, still trying his best to recover.
Liu Youyu was at the other end, her long eyelashes fluttering as she looked at him curiously.
Pang Jian opened his eyes and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"No, nothing." Liu Youyu lowered his head hastily, pinching the corner of his clothes helplessly, and whispered: "I want to see if there are any ghost karma lines entangled in your body."
Pang Jian's face slightly changed, and he said seriously: "Well, please look carefully."
Liu Youyu chuckled and said, "I was kidding. I can't see it myself. I need to use the Xuantian Divine Mirror to see it."
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(End of this chapter)