CHAPTER 2103: CHAPTER 2103
Falling!
After Zen Wind Asura formed the hand seals, the faces inside the blue pillar of light changed at a much faster speed. Even Meng Tianshu couldn't see them with his naked eyes. However, Ning Qi and the Third Ming Prince could see them clearly. Time passed by slowly. Qing Kong Qianluo stared at Ning Qi with fear in his eyes. He didn't dare to run or act recklessly now that he had lost his cultivation. He didn't want to be killed by Ning Qi's palm strike. However, Qing Kong Qianluo was still thinking about how to inform Emperor Ming about this. This was the only way he could survive!
"How long does it take for the shift here?"
Ning Qi looked at Meng Tianshu.
Ten days had passed, but the Zen Wind Asura had yet to find anything. A layer of cold sweat had appeared on his face, and Ning Qi's expression had gradually become a little unsightly.
"One year."
Meng Tianshu said in a low voice.
Ning Qi nodded and looked at Zen Wind Asura. If he could not find anything in a year, he would not mind suppressing the guy who came to take over his shift. After all, Ning Qi would not leave the Samsara Temple until he found something.
The Samsara Temple had captured too many souls. A year had passed and Zen Wind Asura still had not found Wang Xue's soul.
One day, another registrar who was on duty walked into the shrine. When he saw the scene in front of him, he was a little stunned.
He understood what the Zen Wind Asura was doing. After all, he had done it many times in the past. However, as the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall, Qing Sky Shuanluo, why would he lie on the ground and watch the Zen Wind Asura violate the rules in front of him?
Before he could figure it out, the Third Ming Prince appeared in front of him and said with a smile, "Shh!"
The next moment, with a loud bang, the cultivation of the registrar, who was also a Late-stage Nether Realm expert, was destroyed. The Third Ming Prince threw him beside Qing Kong Shuanluo as if he was a piece of trash. He was still in a daze. How could he encounter such danger in the Samsara Temple?
Zen Wind Asura saw this from the corner of his eyes, and his body was covered in cold sweat. He quickly gathered double his energy to help Ning Qi locate Wang Xue's soul.
In the third year, another registrar came on duty. He was more cautious and sensed something was wrong at the door. When he tried to escape, he was caught by Third Prince Ming and his cultivation was destroyed …
The fourth year, the fifth year …
With the exception of Zen Wind Asura, all the other registrars of the Samsara Temple were crippled by the Third Prince Ming. Zen Wind Asura had fallen into a state of deep fear. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and dripped onto the ground.
Suddenly, the Zen Wind Asura's eyes lit up with joy. A face appeared in the blue pillar of light.
"I found him, I found him. Senior, is this the person you're looking for?"
The Zen Wind Asura turned around to look at Ning Qi, only to discover that Ning Qi was already standing beside him.
"Xue'er..."
Ning Qi stared blankly at the pillar of light. The face inside was Wang Xue, whom he hadn't seen for many years. This appearance seemed to be left behind when Wang Xue's soul was taken away by the Underworld cultivator for the first time. There was a trace of panic on her face, and there seemed to be a trace of nostalgia for the world in her eyes.
"Where is she now?"
Ning Qi asked calmly.
The Zen Wind Asura was horrified. After entering the Samsara Temple, one's soul was basically sent to a place that even he didn't know. If he couldn't tell him where Wang Xue was today, the Zen Wind Asura felt that he would suffer a fate worse than Qing Kong Qianluo and the others.
Just as the Zen Wind Asura was at a loss for words, he suddenly noticed an imperceptible trace. Then, the Zen Wind Asura's face lit up with joy. He said to Ning Qi, "Senior, the Underworld cultivator who captured this soul was greedy and used a secret skill to detain her. She hasn't been sent away by the Samsara Temple, so she should still be in the Underworld!"
Many Underworld cultivators would not bring out all the souls they had captured when they went out to collect souls. Occasionally, they would detain one or two souls, but as long as they did so, they would leave behind a trace or two. For example, there was a crack below Wang Xue's face. Normally, even registrars like them would find it difficult to notice such a tiny difference. After all, there were too many souls that came to the Samsara Temple every day. That was why some Underworld cultivators dared to hide it from the public.
A cold light flashed in Ning Qi's eyes as the giant arm appeared in his mind. When he used the elixir to summon Wang Xue's soul back to the Central Mainland, it was the owner of the arm who had captured Wang Xue's soul. At that time, Ning Qi had thought that the owner of the arm was a Nine Tribulations Creator, but now it seemed that the owner of the arm was at least in the Early Nether Realm.
"Who is that Underworld cultivator?"
Ning Qi looked at the Zen Wind Asura calmly.
The Zen Wind Asura jumped in fright and quickly formed a seal with his hands. Before long, a face appeared in the pillar of light. This person was middle-aged and had a cold expression. Just from the aura in front of him, his cultivation shouldn't be too high. At most, he was at the early Nether Realm or middle Nether Realm.
Meng Tianshu walked up to the light pillar and looked at it carefully. Then, he shook his head at Ning Qi, indicating that he did not recognize this person.
"Do you know him?"
Ning Qi looked at the Zen Wind Asura.
The Zen Wind Asura recalled carefully and said in a low voice, "Senior, I have no impression of this person. I'm afraid he is only in the Early Nether Realm."
Ning Qi's eyes turned cold. There was only a face and no other clues. Trying to find a person in the Underworld with such little clues was no different from looking for a needle in a haystack!
"S-senior, I think I know who this person is!"
A voice suddenly came from behind.
Everyone looked over and saw a registrar whose cultivation had been destroyed by the Third Prince. He looked at Ning Qi with a fawning expression and said, "Senior, I've seen this person once."
"Speak."
Ning Qi said lightly.
"I only hope that senior can spare my life …"
The other party hesitated for a moment before saying.
"Alright."
Ning Qi nodded. "Speak."
"This person should be the disciple of an old friend of mine. During that old friend's birthday, I went to congratulate him and saw him once," the other party said in a low voice.
Then, his lips moved slightly, and he told Ning Qi everything he knew about this person.
"Bring him along."
Ning Qi nodded and walked out of the temple. Seeing this, the Third Prince grabbed the registrar and followed.
The Zen Wind Asura let out a sigh of relief. This time, his life was saved.
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