The Black and White Dharma Wheel seemed to be tied down by countless chains of nothingness. Its rotation was extremely slow, to the point that it could cause auditory hallucinations. It was the kind of ear-piercing sound made by iron chains dragging on the ground.
But no matter how slow the Black and White Dharma Wheel was, as it rotated, the entire cave began to change. The dense Yin Qi began to dissipate, and the eerie and terrifying atmosphere began to recede.
The indistinct wailing spirits in the air slowly quietened down. Their twisted and hideous faces gradually became serene. There were men and women, old and young. Then, all of them bowed deeply to Shi Shuan. Then, they transformed into a puff of white smoke and disappeared.
A black fog rose from the 1297 dried corpses. Inside the black fog were ghosts that wanted to rush out but were trapped by the black fog. They were filled with hatred, anger, resentment, curses, and countless other negative emotions.
As the Black and White Dharma Wheel rotated, the black fog dimmed and then completely disintegrated. The ghosts rushed towards Shi Xuan with all kinds of negative emotions. But with every step they took, the negative emotions on their bodies dissipated. In the end, they showed peaceful and peaceful expressions. They bowed and thanked Shi Xuan as they slowly turned into white smoke.
As for the five Child Ghosts, after the Black and White Dharma Wheel started to rotate, they all floated in place with terrified expressions. It was as if they were waiting for their judgment.
Every time the Black and White Dharma Wheel rotated, green smoke would rise from their bodies and turn into baby faces.
The baby faces, which were originally filled with resentment and innocence, slowly lost their resentment. They showed ignorant, innocent, and pure smiles to Shi Xuan. White Light flashed around their bodies, and they disappeared into thin air.
Green smoke billowed out as the baby faces were freed. The five Ghosts' powers started to plummet, and their bodies became blurry and indistinct.
The mother ghost in the distance seemed to sense this. An even more powerful divine sense descended on the Child Ghosts through the connection between the mother and child ghosts. This divine sense was actually infinitely close to that of a Primordial Spirit!
The aura of the five Child Ghosts suddenly became incomparably powerful. They let out cries that could pierce through ghosts. Their bodies shook violently, and the green smoke lingered around them. They were about to break free from the Yin-Yang Cycle of Life and Death. Light flowed within their bodies, as if they were preparing a powerful attack.
The Tai Chi Diagram needed to be used for defense, and magic treasures could not be used lightly. However, Shi Xuan was already prepared. A dark banner appeared behind his head, emitting endless black light. The entire cave became dark, and the darkness was vaguely divided into six parts of different depths.
The green smoke on the five Child Ghosts in the darkest part was immediately suppressed. Their powerful divine sense could not help them break free from their fear and sluggish state.
This was because the Soul Enchanting Banner had evolved into a Spirit tool.
But at this time, the five Child Ghosts inexplicably collapsed, and turned into specks of green light that Enchanting and Enchanting Banner. Enchanting Soul and Banner of and and Enchanting Spirit of Life. and Spirit of be and and and, and and Enchanting Enchanting Spirit, and blood, and and and and and, and, and of, and of of of of Soul, and, and Enchanting.
But at this time, the five Child Ghosts inexplicably collapsed, and turned into spots of green light. This caught Shi Xuan by surprise.
"So, after the powerful divine sense descended, all the efforts he made, such as trying to break free from the Yin-Yang Cycle of Life and Death, and trying to use powerful Dao techniques, and so on, were all pretenses. From the beginning, he was prepared to cut his losses and let the five Child Ghosts self-destruct." When Shi Xuan saw this scene, he thought to himself. This way, he could prevent others from using the Child Ghosts to track him down.
After all, that person would not be able to rush over in a short period of time, and he was facing the Yin God Supremacy, who had restraining methods. Even if he could temporarily gain the upper hand, the result would be the same. It was better to give up from the beginning. However, the self-destruction of the five Child Ghosts was suppressed by the Yin-Yang Cycle of Life and Death and the Banner of Life and Enchanting.
Shi Xuan did not care about this. Even if he really captured a captive, he would be handed over to the Empire, and the whole world would know about it. If Shi Xuan acted in secret, not only would he have to face the Yuantai Sect, the laws of the Empire would also be Shi Xuan's enemy. It was really a lot of restrictions, and it was rather inconvenient. As for the Lesser Chiliocosm, Shi Xuan would look for it if there was an opportunity, and if there was no opportunity, he would not force it.
Therefore, as Shi Xuan took the black pebble in the middle of the lake into his hand, he smiled and said, "Heh, he's really willing to part with it." This was referring to the self-destruction of the mother and son ghosts. It should be known that in this dao technique, be it the mother ghost or son ghost, it was relatively difficult to successfully refine. Not only was it bloody and extremely cruel, but the materials needed were also relatively expensive.
Besides, from the powerful consciousness of that person, his true spirit should have been strengthened to the limit, and most of his dao techniques were at the ninth level. He was just a step away from advancing to the Primordial Soul Stage. Such a person should be extremely powerful even a hundred years ago, but at that time, the only person with such cultivation in the Yuantai Sect was Tian Dregs Child.
"Could it be that Tian Dregs Child is not dead?" Shi Xuan pondered. This was not strange. One should know that in the Ghost Dao, there were many secret techniques to substitute death, fake death, and substitute death. It was not surprising that Tian Dregs Child had used this to escape.
Using his consciousness to size up the black pebble, Shi Xuan realized that it could actually resist the penetration of his consciousness. That solid outer shell seemed to be protecting a certain life that was being nurtured within.
"Could this be the Nascent Fetus of the Yuantai Sect?" Looking at this thing, Shi Xuan could not figure out its function. In terms of the Ghost Dao, his knowledge was only ordinary. He did not understand why a Nascent Fetus would be nurtured so painstakingly. Could it be that when it was born, it had the strength of the Primordial Soul Stage, similar to those naturally born gods?
Since he did not understand, Shi Xuan conveniently put it into the Yin Yang Twin Qi Bottle. Then, he used the Yin Yang Divine Mirror to erase his traces and aura, and set up a time-activated formation.
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After exiting the cave, Shi Xuan concealed his aura and turned into a breeze. He passed through the hidden cracks and soon arrived at the Big Abyss Crack.
At this time, a group of people flew up from the underground. All of them were wearing simple robes, which was very different from the clothes worn by the people of the Empire on Earth. However, they looked abnormally shabby.
Shi Xuan immediately understood that these people should be the Underground Remnant Tribe that the Empire often mentioned. But apart from their clothes, they were no different from the people of the Empire on the outside.
Seeing that it was still early, Shi Xuan, who had turned into a wisp of cool breeze, quietly followed behind the Underground Native Tribe with the intention of leaving a path of retreat.
Their cultivation was not high. The strongest one was only at the Divine Soul Stage, and the weakest was at the Astral Body Stage. All of them looked sad as if they had encountered something sad. Most of them were carrying some people who seemed to be seriously injured.
They were very familiar with this underground abyss. After finding a hidden crack, they turned left and right, up and down, and moved forward without hesitation in the underground cracks that looked like a spider web.
After flying for a quarter of an hour, they returned to the tribe. This was also a large cave. There were all kinds of strange stalactites around and above the cave. Bursts of fluorescent light were emitted from some underground plants, which made these stalactites look magnificent.
The road was extremely winding, and there were even many places where there were Earth Fiend Yin Winds and Yin Fires that could isolate Divine Sense. If they had not met Shi Xuan, they would have long lost them. It was no wonder that these Underground Remnant Tribe could live on the opposite side of the Empire for so long without being exterminated after the Empire's grand array had shrunk.
"Patriarch, what's wrong?" When the group of Underground Remnant Tribe returned to the large cave, the old, weak, sick, and young all came out to greet them. Their faces were full of longing, expectation, and desire. But when they saw the people who were seriously injured, their expressions changed greatly.
The leading Divine Soul Stage cultivator looked sad. "Originally, we had a lot of spirit herbs and spirit stones, but who knew that we would encounter some powerful underground monsters and ghosts on our way back. Many of our clansmen died. It's all my fault. I didn't make a decision and didn't set up a battle formation in time. Sigh, I brought 50 clansmen out, but only 20 came back, and about half of them were seriously injured. "
The other cultivators and the weak comforted the patriarch, saying that it was just an accident and it had nothing to do with the patriarch. But a faint feeling of despair began to spread throughout the cave.
Their tribe was small to begin with, and they didn't have many powerful cultivators. Now that they had lost more than half of their members, how could the tribe continue to develop in the future? Just by growing moss and mushrooms in the cave, they could only ensure that they didn't starve to death, but they couldn't cultivate cultivators.
The relatives of the dead cultivators were crying, and the seriously injured cultivators were fed all kinds of pills. But the tribe had very few resources to begin with, and the effects of those pills could be imagined. In addition, the healing spells were only at the first level, so they were moaning in pain, and they were about to die.
The cultivators were helpless, and they all looked at the patriarch. The patriarch also couldn't do anything. He could only order the clansmen to carry the seriously injured cultivators to the stone platform in the center of the cave where the ancestral tablets were enshrined.
"Ancestors, please bless them, let them get better." Someone begged.
"Ancestors, please open your eyes, let them not turn into malicious spirits after death." This person understood that the ancestors were only a legacy, and cultivators still relied on themselves. The only thing they could do was hope that after death, they wouldn't be linked with the Earth Fiend Yin Wind and turn into ghosts.
At this time, a faint voice suddenly sounded, "I have a way to save them." Although the voice wasn't loud, it seemed to ring in everyone's ears.
"Who?!" The patriarch spread out his divine sense, and saw a young cultivator wearing a green Daoist robe, holding a small white jade bottle that was about an inch tall in his hand, silently appearing in the cave.
Seeing the vigilant and hostile attitude of these underground cultivators, Shi Xuan smiled and said, "If I didn't have good intentions, your tribe would have been annihilated long ago. It's just that I has always been kind, and when I passed by, I saw that there were people who were seriously injured, so I wanted to help." At the same time, he emitted a simulated Gold Core pressure.
The underground cultivators' foreheads were covered in sweat, the Gold Core pressure was so terrifying, and at the same time, they understood that what Shi Xuan said was not false, if he was an enemy, no one would be able to escape.
Since that was the case, why not try his healing method? Anyway, this was the price that the tribe could pay. If these more than ten cultivators died, their tribe would be finished, so the patriarch said, "I am the patriarch of our tribe, Ding Shi. Thank you for your kindness, Daoist, please help us."
As for Xin Ci, Ding Shi did not believe that she could not bear to see others heavily injured.
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