A chicken-egg-sized Black Orb suddenly flew up. After spinning around, a streak of dark light flew out from within. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were badly startled, and a swath of Blue Rosy Cloud shone from their bodies as they shielded Ye Haitang behind them.
The dark light was, astonishingly, the phantom of a kindly-looking black robed elder. It was only a phantom, not a physical body.
The black-robed old man said, "If someone can see this phantom, then this old man is already no longer in this world. I'll make a long story short. This old man was Qu Xiaoyao, Elder of Law Enforcement of the Myriad Ghosts Sect. This old man loved, hated, killed, and was hunted in turn. My only regret was losing to Four Seasons. If I had not lost to him, this old man would not have kept his promise and refused to leave this island by even a single step. This old man's word was as good as gold. I forgot to say, others called him the Four Seasons Sword Master. Even with the ancient treasure, the Soul-Seizing Bell, this old man was no match for him. In my life, this old man only acknowledged three people. He was one of them. Among this old man's relics is one of the Myriad Ghosts Sect's sect-guarding cultivation arts, the Yellow Springs Secret Canon. Of course, if the one who obtains this inheritance thinks themself lofty and pure, and cares about the divide between righteous and demonic, then just bury this old man's corpse. This old man will not force it. If you cultivate the Yellow Springs Secret Canon, this old man also does not extravagantly hope that you will rebuild the Myriad Ghosts Sect. Just make a trip to the Eastern Wasteland Taiyi Gate and