Chapter 642

Before Zhao Yan could finish speaking, a pale blue, blooddrop-shaped phantom suddenly appeared in his palm.

Seeing this, Zhao Yan's face showed no surprise: "As expected."

As an old friend of the Immortal Lord of Ten Thousand Methods, he and his senior sister had naturally entered this Silk Road before.

Just as now, the 【Soul Art】 that manifested within them back then was also this blooddrop shape.

Zhao Yan even remembered how his younger brother's mood had soured after they entered the Silk Road, and he still didn't know why.

'Could it really be because he failed to learn the 【Blood Revival Body】?'

Just as he couldn't help muttering this in his mind, a voice suddenly sounded in his heart.

【The Silk Road can monitor whether an entrant will have karmic ties to the Ten Thousand Profane Bloods within a hundred years. I suspect he already realized Shangguan Xiao Hui would transform into a Dharma Corpse.】

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Upon hearing this, Zhao Yan fell silent.

So that's why? So my younger brother already knew my senior sister would become a Dharma Corpse after her death?

No wonder, even after he moved the Wangchuan Art Academy entirely to the remote San Chuan Town, he still came knocking.

Thinking of this, the former supreme of the Wangchuan Art Academy helplessly scratched his cheek.

He'd always thought his senior sister had merely "consumed" a few Southern Dynasty troops who had killed innocents to claim credit—how could that possibly draw his younger brother's attention?

Now it seemed the man had been watching them all along, just unsure exactly when his senior sister would transform into a Dharma Corpse.

As he pondered this, Zhao Yan suddenly slapped his palm and asked in a hushed, furtive tone: "Then what's my situation now?"

【Don't worry—the Ten Thousand Profane Corpse Immortal can no longer interfere with you.】

Only after truly entering this 【Dream Scripture Library】 could Li Ang confirm that Bai Xiaoxiao and Zhao Yan would have no karmic links to the Nirvana Master for at least a hundred years.

After all, through 【Great Luo洞观】, he could clearly see neither of their souls bore any mark.

Hearing this, Zhao Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

He had no desire to be entangled with the Ten Thousand Profane Corpse Immortal again—after all, that "appetite" was beyond human endurance.

Given enough time, Nirvana Corpses would eventually be drowned by the hunger within them that devoured living vitality.

'After my senior sister awakens, I'll probably need to kill her again.'

Same job, but Zhao Yan felt his current boss was far more reliable.

Though his power seemed inferior to that Nirvana Master's, the benefits and treatment were vastly superior.

As he thought this, a mask-shaped phantom suddenly appeared before him.

Just as seekers could manifest their 【Soul Art】, artifacts brought into the Silk Road could do the same.

Not just him—Bai Xiaoxiao was the same.

Naturally, this drew the attention of certain seekers present.

They stared at the pale blue phantoms swirling around the two, their expressions varying.

One seeker, who looked like a nobody, flickered a malicious gleam in his eyes: 'Lucky break—I never expected to run into three fat lambs today.'

Thinking of the gray-haired boy nearby who'd also gained two pale blue phantoms, he couldn't help snorting.

Unlike this nobody, another seeker, cold-faced, looked at Bai Xiaoxiao and suddenly remembered something—his expression turned excited: 'That attire—'

'Is she the one the sect ordered us to pay special attention to?'

Since this was critical, the seeker strained to recall the portrait he'd seen in the sect not long ago.

After careful comparison, he was certain the small figure wearing the bronze mask in the distance was exactly who the sect sought.

'Great Divine Power—'

Recalling Black Bamboo Lord, still gravely wounded and unconscious, the seeker swallowed hard.

He'd found her—but he dared not provoke such a figure. Let the sect master decide what to do.

Still, this mysterious powerhouse must be connected to the Qianji Pavilion! Otherwise, how could he be here!?

Thinking this, the seeker immediately chose to leave the Silk Road.

Zhao Yan naturally noticed this man's departure—he was the same "Young Master" Zhao Yan had observed earlier.

But he didn't give it a second thought; after all, he didn't know the man.

At that moment, Li Ang spoke up to remind the two.

【There may be some commotion ahead—stay alert.】

Before Zhao Yan and Bai Xiaoxiao could react, an unfamiliar aura slowly seeped out from within them.

Li Ang cautiously probed, trying to see what 【Soul Art】 he could manifest.

Unfortunately, he had still underestimated the scale of disturbance he'd cause.

At that moment, all the seekers present suddenly noticed the pale blue phantoms floating in the air began to tremble—as if drawn by some unseen force.

'What's happening?'

'I've never heard of this occurring inside the Silk Road.'

'Could it be I'm天赋异禀—do these treasures all want me?'

'. Whoever's been overheating, come here and piss on him to wake him up.'

Hearing the murmurs around him, Miao Jie and Hu Dasheng stared at each other in silence.

This… what is this?! The Pavilion Master never mentioned this!!

Even though they'd carried out many missions, this was the first time they'd seen 【Soul Arts】 inside the Silk Road change like this.

'Miao Jie, shouldn't we kick these people out? The chosen targets are already marked.'

'Alright—kick them out first, then notify the Pavilion Master that the Silk Road has undergone unknown changes.'

They exchanged glances and quickly reached consensus.

Just as they were about to use their authority to expel the seekers from the Silk Road, the situation shifted again.

At this moment, a vast number of pale blue spectral shadows raced toward a certain direction, as if afraid of arriving too late and missing their chance.

Seeing this, every seeker of techniques present wore expressions of bewilderment.

Was it an illusion, or did they all feel these 【Spirit Souls】 seemed unusually obsequious?

Before they could make sense of it, a dragon's roar—so fierce it threatened to shatter their souls—suddenly echoed through the entire hall, and in the next instant, boundless misty clouds filled their vision.

The seekers turned toward the roar and saw a thin figure wearing a bronze mask, surrounded by a swarm of pale blue spectral shadows.

".?"

Yet the anomaly came swiftly and vanished just as quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the misty clouds that had filled the Scripture Hall disappeared, and the thin figure who had caused the anomaly vanished with them.

The bizarre turn of events left most seekers utterly baffled, but Gao Haoguang's group instantly narrowed their pupils.

Clearly, they had recognized the identity of that thin figure.

It was the powerful cultivator they had encountered not long ago in San Chuan Town!

With a sense of urgency, Gao Haoguang instinctively urged: "Da Tou, is there any way we can leave right now?"

Hearing this, Haishan snapped out of his shock and scratched his cheek: "I'm not sure."

Though he was no stranger to the Silk Road, he truly had no idea how to actively depart from here.

Seeing even their strongest member had no solution, the gray-haired boy furrowed his brow—he still had urgent business with that mysterious cultivator.

Not to mention, the 【Heaven-Reversing Blood Body】 and the 【Heaven-Piercing Scroll】 alone were enough to make him sincerely thank the man, and perhaps ask why he had granted him such a powerful technique.

Just as he grew anxious over this, a terrifying suction suddenly erupted from the Scripture Hall's entrance.

In the next instant, all the seekers were pulled back.

Soon, only two female figures remained in the hall.

At this moment, Hu Dasheng stared at the spot where the anomaly had occurred, her pale throat bobbing as she asked: "Miao Miao, did you see that?"

In response, Miao Jie instinctively replied: ". I'm not blind, Master."

After a brief exchange, the two fell into silence.

Recalling the vision they had seen through their secret technique, their expressions gradually turned vacant.

What the hell was that?!

Remembering how the Hall Master had taught them this technique, he had only warned them: any seeker surrounded by anomalous light within the Silk Road must be "erased," and they had always followed this rule.

But just now, the master and disciple had once again detected, through their technique, a being surrounded by anomalous light.

The problem was, the man had not originally shown this condition—they only realized something was wrong when the anomaly appeared.

And more crucially—

If normally selected seekers were surrounded by only a few faint lights, the man just now had nearly blinded their eyes with his brilliance.

After a brief silence, Miao Jie spoke rapidly: "Da Sheng, once we leave, contact the Hall Master immediately—do not let that man escape."

Though she didn't understand what the anomalous lights meant, she knew she and her master had stumbled upon a major fish today.

"Mm!"

With the girl giving a firm nod, the two vanished instantly.

……

Even as the seekers within the Silk Road were stunned by the recent anomaly, Bai Xiaoxiao and Zhao Yan had already left the Double Tower Street.

Recalling what had just happened, Zhao Yan couldn't help asking inwardly: "Are you alright?"

The dragon's roar and misty clouds were clearly manifestations of the 【Spirit Souls】 within the one behind him.

'Dragon Cultivators Guild? North Wind City? Were these two sects really that strong back then?'

Zhao Yan racked his brain but could only barely recall two sects whose internal techniques had some connection to the recent anomaly.

But now was not the time to dwell on this—after all, he had never heard that voice sound so serious before.

【Hmph, no problem.】

"Good."

Hearing this, Zhao Yan and Bai Xiaoxiao both exhaled in relief.

Just as the two quickened their pace to leave Shuanglou Town as soon as possible, Li Ang stared grimly at his body, which was steadily healing under 【Reverse Birth: Three Layers】.

"Causality Law"

He couldn't understand why, last time when he controlled Bai Xiaoxiao's body to fight Heizhu, he had suffered no Causality Law punishment, yet now—merely wanting to see what 【Spirit Souls】 resided within him—he was punished by the Causality Law.

Fortunately, the injury wasn't severe; otherwise, his newly condensed 【Heaven-Reversing Blood Body】 would have been destroyed right then.

A few seconds later, seeing his wounds had nearly healed, Li Ang manipulated energy to form a long robe, then furrowed his brow and fell into deep thought.

'Where exactly did things go wrong?'

With too many variables, he couldn't yet pinpoint the source of the problem.

But he could rule out that his previous avoidance of Causality Law punishment had been due to some future-awakened Causality Law technique capable of evading harm—otherwise, he couldn't explain why he failed to evade it this time.

As Li Ang was deep in thought, Bai Xiaoxiao and Zhao Yan, who were outside, suddenly stopped walking.

They stared at the white-haired man with sewn-shut eyes, instantly on guard.

"I apologize on behalf of Heizhu's earlier disrespect—I hope you will grace me with your time for a proper conversation."

As he spoke, Xiang Yuyin glanced at Zhao Yan, his expression utterly blank.

If he remembered correctly, the intelligence Heizhu had provided earlier had not mentioned this man's existence at all.