Chapter 212

"It's a pity, but it would be better if she could become a disciple of Senior Sui Lv." True Person Lin gave a self‑mocking smile.

True Person Chongdao patted him, "You, sometimes you think too much, that's not good.

Jiang Yu is supposed to detox you; I expect she's confident, so don't miss this chance again.

And Lin Yuan, you can't keep calling him 'uncle'; father and son have no knot that can't be untied.

Or do you want to keep this knot, let it become a heart‑demon when you form your Nascent Soul?

True Person Lin immediately changed the subject: "Senior brother, let's go look for the Foundation Establishment disciples; according to the disciples gathered here, twelve have already fallen.

In fact, it's not just these.

Sui Lv Zhenjun and Sect Master Linquan have been watching the soul lamps ever since they received the Soul Hall's message yesterday.

In just a few days, among the disciples of the Grand Void Sect who entered the cave‑heaven, seven Golden Core and twenty Foundation Establishment cultivators have already fallen.

Sect Master Linquan felt pained: "Uncle, logically this shouldn't happen; in just a few days so many have already perished."

"Which secret realm doesn't claim lives? We sent many people in, so losses are naturally greater." Sui Lv Zhenjun glanced at Jiang Yu's soul lamp; its flame remained vigorous.

Sect Master Linquan opened his mouth, unsure what to say; he couldn't help looking at his disciple's vigorous soul lamp, feeling a bit comforted when the flame suddenly flickered.

"Oh no!" He quickly condensed a green spiritual light in his hand, shielding the flame.

Meanwhile Sui Lv Zhenjun protected Deng Yuanwu's lamp; the two exchanged a glance, their eyes full of solemnity.

Not only are these two disciples key cultivators the sect is focusing on, but they are also about to reach Golden Core.

Especially Tang

And the Tang and Deng they worry about, while passing through a dense forest, were ambushed, subdued, and taken into an underground cavern for soul‑searching.

"Ugh, Soul‑Sealing Technique!" As the soul‑searcher just entered Tang senior brother's sea of consciousness, a floating cyan jade tablet burst into brilliant light.

Then came the roars of Sect Master Linquan and Sui Lv Zhenjun: "Scram!"

The Nascent Soul cultivator's divine soul shield instantly shoved the attacker's divine soul out of the sea of consciousness.

This person clutched his head and fell seated; a single horn on his head swayed, his whole body gradually turning into black smoke, sinking into the tree roots in the corner.

If Jiang Yu were here, she'd surely be surprised—she'd merely been boasting before the demon king, yet a Demon Race member appeared instantly.

Of course, she isn't here; she was sent into the Ghost Realm by a ninth‑stage great demon using the hall's incense burner.

"I hate this place; my divine sense is limited to ten zhang." Jiang Tu's divine sense was again suppressed.

Jiang Yu has grown accustomed to the Ghost Realm's different suppression of divine sense; she activated an invisibility talisman, one hand holding a thunder bamboo fan, the other gripping a handful of intermediate‑rank fire talismans.

Sensing danger instantly, the bamboo fan exploded with a vast sheet of lightning, shooting toward the spot behind her.

A sharp scream rang out; the sneaking monster soul had already turned into a soul bead.

Jiang Tu put it away, "Just one, still too weak.

Jiang Yu, you said a night has passed—has that old fogey Xuantang entered the Ghost Realm?

He still needs to find you a path; could it be he's never come in before?

Then where did his soul ring and soul bead come from?"

Before these three questions finished, a familiar laugh sounded: "Little dragon turtle, are you saying I stole it?"

"Isn't that the case?" Jiang Tu heard Xuantang's voice, immediately knowing why there are so few monster ghosts here—it must be that old coot's doing.

Jiang Yu stared toward the sound: "Senior, where are you?"

Xuantang: "Go left twenty zhang, then turn right ten steps."

Jiang Yu's divine sense is also limited to ten zhang; she can only walk a dozen zhang, then look at the direction he gave.

Looking that way, she was greatly startled—she saw nothing but monster stones over a person tall, black‑red vines growing on them, arranged in a special formation.

Xuantang Xingjun, a God‑Transformation cultivator, was actually bound by the black vines on the stone, unable to move.

"Just you? Where's Senior Fu?" Jiang Yu only heard Fu Heng say he shares his master's surname.

"Not sent to the same place—how did you also come here?

Don't stand so far; come over and untie this for me." Xuantang urged.

Jiang Yu stepped closer, stopping one zhang in front of the stone: "You, why are you bound?"

"The formation."

"I've never seen this formation."

"I'll teach you, hurry up."

Jiang Yu nodded; at that moment Jiang Tu sent a mental transmission: "Beware of deceit."

"Mm." Jiang Yu's mind moved; the Heavenly Thunderbolt in her storage bracelet quietly entered her hand.

While still saying, "Senior, your direct grandson Xun Wu is looking for you."

"Looking for me?" The other just said two words; Jiang Yu didn't hesitate, threw the Heavenly Thunderbolt and ran.

Boom boom boom

The huge explosion flung the strange stones aside, white light illuminating a large area.

Running Jiang Yu saw some nearby monster ghosts hiding; those who moved slowly had their souls scattered in an instant.

She herself was also blown away by the blast; the power of three Heavenly Thunderbolts was truly not small.

"You made quite a commotion; your divine soul is strong, not bewitched by the enchanting demon." A Nascent Soul ghost cultivator stepped before her.

Jiang Yu jumped up, "Senior, I came to visit because the Demon Race is running rampant."

"Rampant? Just a single demon possessing a body, and you Golden Core cultivators can't even beat it?" The Nascent Soul ghost cultivator sneered slightly.

Jiang Yu pretended not to hear: "His cultivation has risen to Nascent Soul; even the ninth‑stage guardian spirit beast of the cave‑heaven can't defeat him.

Then he fled, killing people everywhere."

The Nascent Soul ghost cultivator turned and walked away, "Counter‑attack back."

Jiang Yu followed, "I can't beat him, haven't seen him, don't understand him."

This realm has had no Demon Race since ancient times.

Last night, you had a God Transformation cultivator who already came to see me for clarification.

And the others?

They have left.

Senior, senior! Jiang Yu watched him vanish a few steps away before her eyes.

But she did not give up: "The new guardian spirit beast cannot leave the mountain; I have specially dispatched this junior to invite you to Tai Ji Dian for a discussion, to jointly plan the great scheme of exterminating demons and returning to the Spirit Realm's cave heaven."

The Nascent Soul ghost cultivator's voice came: "A grand plan? What sort of grand plan could a ninth-level being incapable of transformation have?"

I am already dead; as long as this cave heaven is not among the Demon Race, what's wrong with not returning to the Spirit Realm?

Ah?! You're not returning to the Spirit Realm?

But Qian Zhenren really wants to complete the mission.' Lin Yuan was greatly surprised; does it have no chance at all to return?

"Go forward three thousand zhang and you'll reach the exit.' The Nascent Soul ghost cultivator waved his hand, and the gray mist ahead gradually cleared.

"What should we do?' Lin Yuan had not expected this outcome.

Jiang Yu also did not expect it: "Senior, what conditions would make you act to exterminate demons? I only want you to kill one of my enemies."

Entering a place that suppresses cultivation would also work, for example this ghost realm.

The Nascent Soul ghost cultivator chuckled, thinking the child truly naive: "Nine Netherworld Yin Fire."

"" With this strange fire, Jiang Yu, aided again by Lin Yuan, could also match up against Yuan Zhenren in a fight.

"Let's go.' The Nascent Soul ghost cultivator struck again, summoning a yin wind to send her; Jiang Yu had no time to say anything else before being rolled out of the ghost realm.

Moreover, she landed in the desolate mountain where she had first emerged; as soon as she steadied herself, she came face‑to‑face with Ye Lin, who had burst up from the ground.

He decisively hurled a fireball, smashing it straight toward her.

Jiang Yu flicked her body aside, and the fire talisman in her hand shot out accordingly.

Boom boom boom

Ye Lin narrowly dodged, but Jiang Yu was not at ease either, for many yin ghosts fell around her, trapping her in the formation.

Jiang Yu did not let Lin Yuan act; instead she waved her thunder‑bamboo fan, calling out: "Junior Sister Bai, is that you?"