Chapter 192 Li Changyang's Crisis

"Crack!"

The door of his room was pushed open, and a man in green walked in.

"Seventeenth brother, what are you crazy about?"

"Fifteenth brother, my mana has recovered, look."

As he said that, Li Xuanwen condensed another ice cone.

"Really!"

Li Xuanba also tried to run the technique, and sure enough, his mana began to recover.

In less than a moment, the news of everyone's mana recovery spread throughout the two giant ships.

Li Changsheng also immediately ran the technique, but the golden elixir in his body was still dim and had no reaction.

Soon everyone gathered together to discuss and found that only the Qi Refining cultivators had recovered their mana, the Foundation Building cultivators' mana had loosened, and the Golden Elixir Real Person had no reaction.

However, the Qi Refining cultivators' mana began to recover, proving that their direction was correct, or they had approached the edge of the Forbidden Spirit Sea.

As time passed, the Foundation Building cultivators' mana also began to recover.

Another month passed, and it could be clearly seen that the fog on the sea was already very thin, almost gone.

"Boom boom!"

Two huge auras suddenly rose from the Black Dragon, and Hu Xuemei and Ye Rufeng's cultivation was restored.

At the same time, four golden elixir auras rose from the Yuechan.

"Hahaha!"

"The magic power is finally back!"

Feng Xifan was excited. He was so depressed during this period.

Li Changsheng was also excited. After drifting in the forbidden sea for so long, he could finally leave.

He came to the Black Dragon and immediately checked the formation on the ship. He found that the defense formation was damaged and some buildings were also damaged, but it did not affect the use of the Black Dragon.

"Let's go!"

The Yuechan took the lead, and the Black Dragon immediately followed. Two long rainbows, one purple and one black, disappeared on the sea.

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Zhongzhou-Huangquan Sect.

In a valley full of gloomy air, withered bones everywhere on the ground.

A dozen black-robed figures wearing felt hats were hurrying along with their heads down. The leader was a thin old man with a cold temperament.

Judging from the fluctuation of his spiritual energy, he was undoubtedly a Jindan Zhenren.

After an incense stick, everyone stopped at the door of a slightly dilapidated black hall.

"Everyone, this is the inheritance hall of our sect!"

Bai Gui Zhenren said to everyone.

Upon hearing this, the people behind him took off their felt hats. There were men and women among these people, but they all looked to be in their twenties or thirties, with ghostly auras and pale faces.

Li Changyang looked up at the plaque on the hall that was about to fall off. On it were three large black characters "Inheritance Hall".

Li Changyang should have followed Li Changxue and the others, but unfortunately Tianbao Chamber of Commerce noticed that he was a ghost cultivator, so they drove him out of the Chamber of Commerce and let him fend for himself.

If Li Changxue and the other two had not begged for mercy, Li Changyang might have been killed by the Jindan Zhenren of Tianbao Chamber of Commerce.

Because in the eyes of the righteous sects, ghost cultivators are not good people, and everyone is happy to kill them. Regardless of whether they have done bad things or not, they are naturally excluded.

Originally, Li Changxue and the other two were going to leave with Li Changyang, but at Li Changyang's request, Li Changxue and the other two stayed in Tianbao Chamber of Commerce.

He knew that his cultivation path was originally inconsistent with that of others, and even if he stayed in Tianbao Chamber of Commerce, he would be restricted everywhere. Instead of this, it would be better to be free alone.

However, the Xuanyin Jue he practiced was only a foundation-building technique, and the level was too low. By chance, he joined the Huangquan Sect.

According to the elder who brought him into the sect, the Huangquan Sect once produced a great cultivator of the God of Transformation, but now it has declined, leaving only the Jindan Zhenren in front of him, who is their sect master.

Today is the fifth day since they joined the sect, and they all came to choose the technique.

"Okay, you guys go in!"

After hearing this, everyone pondered for a moment, then pushed the door and walked in. Li Changyang followed immediately.

After everyone went in, they saw Baigui Zhenren sneer, pinched the magic formula, and the yin energy between heaven and earth rose. Hundreds of hideous and terrifying evil ghost faces appeared on the door of the hall.

As runes flashed, the door was immediately sealed.

"Huh!"

Baigui Zhenren exhaled, looked at the dilapidated hall, and murmured: "Ancestor, this is the fourth batch. I hope you can recover soon!"

After that, he walked back to the way he came, and disappeared in the vast mountains in a moment.

After everyone came in, they found that there was nothing in the hall except a pile of tablets. It was empty.

"Why doesn't this look like the inheritance hall at all? The sect master won't lie to us!"

Several people looked for a long time, not to mention the skills, there was not a single hair.

"Are we going to worship these ancestors?"

"That makes sense."

Soon, a group of fifteen people knelt respectfully on the cushions in front of the tablets. Li Changyang took a sneak peek and found that the tablet in the middle had Huangquan Shengzu written on it.

"Om......!"

Just then, a black light shot out from one of the tablets and shot straight at the center of a man's eyebrows.

"Not good, taking over the body!"

Everyone's face changed drastically, and they quickly took out their magic weapons and prepared for battle.

A moment later, a ball of black light flew out, and it could be vaguely seen that there was an old man with a thin face in the black light, looming.

Li Changyang glanced at the old man's tablet and quickly said, "This person is the supreme elder of Huangquan Sect, Master Huaiyin."

"What?"

Everyone was shocked. This was the Nascent Soul master.

A faint light appeared in Li Changyang's hand. With a flick of his finger, the tablet of Master Huaiyin suddenly exploded.

"Good boy, you reacted quickly."

Master Huaiyin saw Li Changyang's action and couldn't help but praise him.

Others immediately smashed all the tablets, but Master Huaiyin still didn't stop them.

"Let's attack together. His Nascent Soul is very weak. He may not be our opponent."

Everyone hurriedly took out their spiritual weapons. At this time, a faint light suddenly lit up on the ground and the surrounding walls.

"Ding Ding Dang..."

Everyone's spiritual weapons fell to the ground at the same time. Everyone was shocked. They were fixed in place by gravity and their mana was sealed.

"Hehehe..."

A strange laugh came from Master Huaiyin's mouth, and everyone's faces were full of fear.

"You are the fourth group of people to come here. You should feel lucky that you can help the ancestor recover as soon as possible."

After saying that, he ignored the horrified eyes of the crowd and shot directly into the forehead of the person on the left.

After a moment, Master Huaiyin flew out with a satisfied look on his face. It can be seen that his Nascent Soul is more condensed than before. Although not much, there is indeed a change.

The person whose forehead was drilled by Master Huaiyin also fell to the ground at this moment. He did not have any injuries, but he had lost his vitality.

"He is not taking over our bodies. He is devouring our souls to replenish his Nascent Soul."

"What?"

"No, ancestor, we are all disciples of Huangquan Sect, how can you do this!"

"Hehehe..."

"Since you are my disciples of Huangquan Sect, it is your duty to dedicate your soul to the ancestor."

After saying that, he drilled into the forehead of one of them again, and soon seven people died.