Chapter 415: Mysterious Black-Robed People

As soon as the black-robed person finished speaking, the originally very calm aura on his body changed suddenly. A mass of black-red blood mist radiated rapidly from his body, enveloping all the more than ten cultivators surrounding him.

"You... you are demonic cultivators." After seeing this strange black blood mist appear, these cultivators immediately showed a look of horror and began to flee in all directions, trying hard to get rid of this blood mist and escape from here.

"Hehe! Since you are here, just obediently leave your lives behind. My treasure hasn't sucked the fresh blood of cultivators for a long time."

Just as the black-robed person finished speaking, a small black snake as thick as a finger quickly crawled out from his wide sleeve.

This small black snake climbed up along the black-robed person's arm, quickly bypassed his back, and came to his other shoulder, looking at the cultivators who were running around in the blood mist with its small snake head raised.

Before long, as a flash of blood light appeared in the small black snake's eyes, its body size gradually grew larger, and in an instant, it turned into a black giant python the size of a bowl.

"Good baby, today these are all yours. Go quickly!"

After the black giant python received the instruction, the red blood light in its eyes immediately became vigorous, and it began to spit out greedy tongues. It quickly crawled down from the black-robed person's shoulder and rushed directly towards the cultivators trapped by the blood mist in front.

After more than ten miserable screams passed, this small mountain, which originally had no people, slowly returned to calm.

Looking at the more than ten dried corpses lying on the ground that had been sucked dry of blood, the person behind the black-robed person stepped forward respectfully and said:

"Senior, since you have confirmed that the old fellow's primordial spirit is destroyed, we can be considered to have completed the task. Should we go back to report to the ancestor next, so as not to run into those old monsters of the Xiaoyao Sect?"

"Hmm! Don't be in a hurry. Although his whereabouts have been found out, the matter of Ninth Junior Brother's fall is still unclear. These people are all Qi Refining cultivators and don't know much. Let's wait for the big fish." After the black-robed person finished speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced lightly at the person behind him.

Half a day later, a sword light flew in from the side of the small mountain, and an old man with a white beard dressed in the Xiaoyao Sect's attire landed here.

This old man in gray clothes was precisely the Foundation Establishment cultivator stationed at Feilong Market by the Xiaoyao Sect. The more than ten people who had just died in the hands of the black-robed person were also the Law Enforcement Team cultivators guarding Feilong Market. After discovering that these people had suddenly disappeared for no reason, the old man in gray clothes quickly searched in the direction they had left.

Looking at these corpses that had turned into dried corpses in front of him, the old man in gray clothes frowned, then took out a cyan spirit talisman and was about to prepare to cast a spell. At this moment, a voice suddenly came from not far beside the old man in gray clothes.

"Are you looking for me?"

Hearing this voice, the old man in gray clothes changed his expression and turned around quickly, seeing two black-robed cultivators standing not far away wearing similar attire.

Most of these two people's bodies were already wrapped in black robes, revealing only the lower half of their somewhat pale faces.

Seeing that the old man in gray clothes finally discovered them, the black-robed person standing in front said calmly, "These people were all killed by me. The reason I killed them is actually because I wanted to lure you over. I want to ask some questions. If you are willing to cooperate, I can consider letting you go quickly and suffer less pain."

"Hmph! Such a big tone. You dare to take action against my Xiaoyao Sect disciples here openly. Are you really tired of living? Today I will let you understand clearly who is the true master in this cultivation world of the State of Wei."

Facing these two mysterious black-robed people who appeared suddenly, the old man in gray clothes did not show the slightest fear, but instead showed a trace of anger on his face.

He had been in Foundation Establishment for over a hundred years and had a powerful life-saving magic tool on him. There were not many Foundation Establishment cultivators who had the ability to keep him.

However, such confidence did not change his fate. As the black-robed cultivator displayed his supernatural powers, after only a moment, the old man in gray clothes was stepped under his feet.

At this moment, the old man in gray clothes looked at the black-robed person with horror in his eyes, and he no longer had the calm expression he had before.

"You... are actually a Golden Core cultivator." After the old man in gray clothes shouted with difficulty, he quickly closed his eyes.

"Hmph! A mere firefly, daring to compete with the bright moon."

The black-robed person lifted the old man in gray clothes in his hand, placed one hand on his forehead, and soon a mass of black energy wrapped around the old man in gray clothes.

Half an hour later, the black-robed person waved his hand casually and threw the corpse of the old man in gray clothes to the side, saying to himself: "There is no news of Ninth Junior Brother in the Xiaoyao Sect. It seems that he did not die at the hands of the Xiaoyao Sect. Who exactly killed him?"

The person standing behind the black-robed person changed his expression slightly after hearing what he said, and then said: "Senior, after the battle of Black Stone Valley back then, the Xiaoyao Sect did not issue a bounty order for Fellow Daoist Hong and the others. Fellow Daoist Hong's death may indeed have nothing to do with the Xiaoyao Sect."

"Hehe! No matter who it has to do with, since the Master arranged for me to investigate this matter, this matter naturally still needs to be investigated again. Otherwise, I cannot leave the State of Wei at will."

Soon, these two mysterious people left the place together, leaving behind only a place full of corpses of Xiaoyao Sect cultivators who had died in an extremely miserable way.

Below Mount Guyang, in Yangshan Market.

Song Qingming was currently sitting in the VIP reception room on the second floor of the Tiandan Pavilion, talking softly with a woman in white.

"Fellow Daoist Yinling, there is no White Jade Pill, and no Wangyue Pill? Or other second-tier pills with similar effects will do."

After hearing Song Qingming state the biggest purpose of his trip, the woman in white shook her head somewhat awkwardly and said: "Fellow Daoist Song, you are also an old customer of mine. When did Yinling dare to deceive you here? In recent years, as the time for the demonic beast turmoil in the Northern Frontier is getting closer and closer, the pills in our Tiandan Pavilion are indeed very tight."

"If Fellow Daoist wants some pills to speed up cultivation, I still have them here. But pills above second-tier mid-quality that assist in breaking through cultivation are really gone in the Tiandan Pavilion recently. Why don't you wait for the next auction to try your luck."

Seeing that Yinling's regretful face did not look like it was faked, Song Qingming could only walk out of the Tiandan Pavilion helplessly.

Just after returning to the inn where he usually stayed, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old Xiaoyao Sect cultivator stopped Song Qingming at the door and handed a letter passed down from Mount Guyang into his hands.

After sending away the person who delivered the letter, Song Qingming opened it and took a look, and a trace of joy slowly appeared on his face.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 416 =====