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Chapter 635

Words:1692Update:22/06/25 07:50:19

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In the Traceless Palace, Xuan Shuang was blocked by Old Freak Song, who had sneaked in suddenly. If it weren't for the fact that many maids had fought desperately, she would not have been able to escape to the backyard. However, Old Freak Song had blocked the front hall. He had killed all the disciples of the Snow Palace except for Xuan Shuang. Old Freak Song seemed to care more about Xuan Shuang's life. It seemed that he wanted to capture her alive. That was why Xuan Shuang had a chance to breathe.

However, as soon as she entered the backyard, Xuan Shuang immediately frowned. Although Old Freak Song was chasing after her, she found that someone had entered her boudoir earlier. The remaining Spiritual Power in the air and the unique smell of a man proved that there was a third person here.

A beam of white light hit Xuan Shuang's shield and knocked her away. With a bang, Xuan Shuang was pushed to the corner by the spell. The shockwave even injured her instantly. She spat out a mouthful of blood on her white veil, which turned red.

After Old Freak Song flashed into the room, he showed a lewd smile and said, "Good niece, serve your Martial Uncle well. Maybe I'll spare your life when I'm in a good mood."

Xuan Shuang's face was pale. She knew that at this moment, Old Freak Song could take her life as long as he moved his finger. However, there was a trace of unyielding light in her eyes.

After a long time, Xuan Shuang said, "Everyone has the right to kill the traitors of the Snow Palace. I'd rather die than obey. At most, you'll get a corpse."

Before she finished speaking, Old Freak Song opened his hand and was about to cover Xuan Shuang's head. However, he smiled disdainfully and said, "Good niece, you'd better give up. You won't even have the chance to kill yourself in front of a Yuanying cultivator."

Xuan Shuang suddenly found that she could not mobilize her Spiritual Power. Even if she wanted to blow up Jin Dan, she could not do it. Seeing that Old Freak Song's hands were about to touch her body, Xuan Shuang showed a trace of despair on her face.

Suddenly, a cracking sound came from the wall on one side of the boudoir. Old Freak Song was stunned when he heard the sudden sound. Then he laughed and said, "I didn't expect that Miss Xuan Shuang, who is so pure on the surface, actually has a lover in private."

Before he could finish his words, a green light suddenly flashed from behind the stone door. Then, a green fist enlarged infinitely in his eyes. That spiritual power mixed with the whistling of the wind made Old Devil Song instantly realize that the other party was also a Yuanying cultivator.

After the close-range exchange of blows, a 'pop' sound was heard, and the spiritual pressure of the spells in their hands directly shattered everything in the room when they came into contact with each other.

Old Freak Song was forced back three steps by the sneak attack. He instantly looked up and saw a cultivator wearing a mask. The cultivator's hands released spells and attacked from both sides.

Old Freak Song was caught off guard by this sudden change. Just as he was about to fight back, his expression suddenly changed. He shouted, "Why is it you again? I'll leave Xuan Shuang to you. We'll meet again." After he finished speaking, a white halo appeared under his feet and he retreated to the door.

On the other hand, Xuan Shuang's nervous expression relaxed for a moment. She saw that the masked cultivator had arrived first and blocked the exit of the backyard with a teleport.

Old Freak Song's face trembled. He released spirit power from his hands and began to bombard the door. After doing this, he turned and charged at Xuan Shuang.

With a whoosh, a green light shot out from the smoke at the entrance and directly teleported behind Old Freak Song. Then, with a flash of sword light, Old Freak Song's protective shield was cut into pieces like a piece of paper.

At this moment, Xuan Shuang saw Old Freak Song, who wanted to charge at her, suddenly stop. After three breaths of time, a ray of light came out from the top of his head and quickly flashed to the side.

Taking a closer look, the white spirit light turned out to be Old Freak Song's nascent soul spirit body. However, before the nascent soul could fly far, a large hand grabbed it and took out a jade bottle to put the nascent soul in. Then, a sealing talisman was stuck on the mouth of the bottle.

Just now, Yi Tian was searching the room for Fei Yue's relics. Who would have thought that Old Freak Song would sneak into the Snow Palace to kidnap Xuan Shuang?

However, because he was much stronger than Old Freak Song, he was able to capture Old Freak Song. However, it was not easy to deal with Xuan Shuang. She was the main character today. If something happened to her, Haoyue would be furious.

After thinking about it, Yi Tian casually took out a pill and said to Xuan Shuang, "Open your mouth."

Xuan Shuang was confused. However, the man in front of her was obviously more powerful than Old Freak Song. Although she couldn't tell how strong his spiritual pressure was, she believed that even her master, Haoyue, could not kill Old Freak Song as easily as this man had just killed him.

Knowing that it was futile to resist, Xuan Shuang accepted her fate and opened her mouth. Then she felt a pill go into her mouth. After swallowing it, she slowly circulated her cultivation method and found a majestic spirit force surging out.

After sitting down and circulating her cultivation method to dissolve the spirit force, Xuan Shuang opened her eyes. She was shocked to find that the bruises she had suffered when she used her spirit force to cast a spell had been cured. Moreover, after circulating her cultivation method to heal her injuries, she felt that her spirit force had been absorbed by her dantian, which pushed her cultivation to the peak of the Jin Dan middle stage.

Before she could be happy, she heard the masked cultivator say, "This time, I saved you and fulfilled Feiyue's request. I also took her keepsake. So, we are even."

Xuan Shuang was shocked and hurriedly replied, "Senior knows Martial Uncle Feiyue. Can you tell me where she is now?"

He turned to look at Xuan Shuang. At this time, there was no veil covering her face, revealing a delicate appearance. Yi Tian chuckled and said, "I guess the cultivation method of the Snow Palace should have the effect of retaining one's appearance. It's a pity that Feiyue's appearance changed after she was captured and refined into a Metal Elite Zombie."

"Martial Uncle Feiyue was refined into a Metal Elite Zombie." Xuan Shuang cried out, "Senior, can you tell me where Martial Uncle's corpse is now?"

"I burned it," Yi Tian replied faintly, "The person who controlled the corpse was also bold. He actually left a trace of his spirit on Feiyue's corpse. As a result, I encountered him and directly killed him."

Seeing Xuan Shuang's hesitation, Yi Tian continued, "Feiyue was also smart. She hid her remnant soul in the corpse and waited until the corpse controller's spirit dissipated before she dared to appear and ask me to help the Snow Palace overcome this crisis. As a reward, I will take the things in the secret room of the Traceless Palace. Do you have any objections? "

After hearing this, Xuan Shuang's face showed a little regret. Then she cupped her hands and saluted Yi Tian, "Xuan Shuang believes everything senior says."

"Oh, why do you believe my one-sided story?" Yi Tian looked at her and teased.

"Senior's strength is stronger than my master. Just now, it was easy for you to kill Old Ghost Song. There is no need to deceive a junior like me. As for the things that Martial Uncle Feiyue gave senior, I don't have any extravagant hopes. Please rest assured, "Xuan Shuang replied respectfully.

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