Chapter 290: Lonely Soul

Walking into the dilapidated mansion, Jiang Xuan looked around. He found that except for a few rooms, he didn't find anything special.

At this time, there were a total of seven rooms in front of him, and there were some dry plants around them.

It looked like it had obviously been abandoned for many years.

"There seems to be strong power fluctuations in the seventh room."

Xiaotian said in his mind, but he didn't seem to be sure. He said to Jiang Xuan: "Jiang Xuan, be careful later. There is a strange atmosphere everywhere in this ancient mansion."

Weird smell?

Jiang Xuan's eyes flashed.

However, he was not afraid.

Moreover, Jiang Xuan knew very well that if he could find a treasure like the stone lion, he would be able to escape unscathed from the Thousand-faced Swordsman no matter how hard he tried.

swish swish...

Jiang Xuan followed Xiaotian's instructions and came to the seventh room.

Here, the light is dim, the surrounding walls are extremely old, and there is a smell of decay everywhere.

"Xiaotian, are you sure there is a spiritual treasure here that can suppress the Thousand-faced Swordsman?"

Jiang Xuan continued walking towards the depths of the room and asked with some suspicion.

However, Xiaotian did not speak again.

"Xiao Tian?"

Jiang Xuan's eyes flashed and he asked again in his heart.

But Xiaotian still didn't respond.

"what the hell?"

Jiang Xuan shook his head.

Could it be that there is a mysterious power in this room that blocks the communication between himself and Xiaotian?

Jiang Xuan thought to himself, and then planned to leave the room and ask Xiaotian what was going on.

However, just when he was about to leave.

"well……"

Suddenly, a soft sigh came from the depths of the room.

This sigh was a little ethereal, as if it had traveled through eternity and arrived now.

"There won't be any ghosts today."

Jiang Xuan's eyelids suddenly twitched when he heard the sigh. He was really afraid of what might happen, and he hurriedly ran outside.

But just then...

"Wow!"

A big hand suddenly patted his back without any warning.

The sudden appearance of the hand also surprised Jiang Xuan. He could feel that the hand was completely cold and extremely hard, as if it were a bone palm without flesh and blood.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan's heart seemed to stop beating.

However, Jiang Xuan calmed down immediately with his strong mind.

"Pretending to be a ghost? Come out!"

Boom!

A powerful aura suddenly erupted from Jiang Xuan's body. He shot forward suddenly, broke away from the bone palm, and immediately held the spear in his hand and stabbed toward the back.

"when!"

But the next moment, the ice blue spear was suddenly grabbed by a big hand.

That palm was like fine iron, hard and unshakable.

You must know that the force of Jiang Xuan's spear thrust is at least several tons. Combined with the hard material of the spear, it definitely has huge lethality.

But despite this, he was still grabbed by this bone palm, unable to make any further progress.

"Little brother, don't be afraid."

A vigorous and powerful voice sounded, and then a figure was seen "walking" out from the depths of the room.

"Who are you, Your Excellency?"

Jiang Xuan withdrew his ice blue spear, looking at the somewhat illusory figure "walking" out with a fearful look in his eyes.

It's just that the person speaking is middle-aged. He is wearing a blood-stained blue robe and has a pale face. At this time, his feet are off the ground and suspended in mid-air. From one of his broken sleeves, a bone-white hand stretches out. palm.

The phantom of the soul, the bone palm without flesh and blood, and the blood-stained blue robe.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xuan suddenly felt a little strange, and a cold air suddenly rose from under his feet.

"There is no need to be afraid, little brother. I am the original head of this mansion. Thousands of years have passed, and all my clan members have died. I am the only one left. Because of some obsessions, my soul remains. , has stayed here.”

The middle-aged man let out a soft sigh.

"I see, I was rude just now."

Jiang Xuan looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and immediately clasped his fists apologetically.

He knew that this middle-aged man's cultivation would have been earth-shattering during his lifetime.

Otherwise, how could it survive through the years and survive to this day?

In fact, with just this trace of a remnant soul and a bone palm, he was able to withstand his full blow at will. This was absolutely powerful.

He guessed that this person must have been an extremely terrifying powerful being back then.

"What about the Thousand-Faced Swordsman outside?"

Jiang Xuan asked.

"The people of the Evil Slaughter Clan have finally arrived again this time. However, although my mansion is dilapidated and no longer its former glory, it is not something that the puppets of the Evil Clan can set foot in."

The middle-aged man's words made Jiang Xuan breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that the middle-aged man secretly activated the power of the stone lion that blocked the Thousand Faced Swordsman.

"No matter what, thank you senior for taking action just now."

Jiang Xuan clasped his fists, then looked troubled and said: "This time I dared to enter the place where seniors practice, in fact, it is also to find a way to escape. I wonder if seniors can help me?" Walking into the dilapidated mansion, Jiang Xuan walked all the way. After checking, he found nothing special except for a few rooms.