Heaven Stealing Immortal Sect and Emperor Ziwei

Beneath the black night, figures in white drifted all over the mountains and fields. They looked illusory, like phantoms, and made not the slightest sound.

In the mountain forest, Zhu Xi took in the scene, her brows tightly furrowed.

She slowly retreated into the darkness, then turned and walked deeper into the woods.

Moonlight slipped through the gaps between the leaves and fell on her. She wore a long, deep-purple robe, her hair coiled atop her head, her bearing dignified and divine.

After tens of thousands of years away from the Heavenly Spirit Great World, her experiences had long since transformed her.

She walked up to a stone statue in the forest, raised her hand to stroke it, and murmured a mysterious, incomprehensible incantation.

Several breaths later, a glowing green figure flew out from within the stone statue. It was an old woman in a Daoist robe, like a soul body, her face covered in black blotches, especially frightening.

She looked at Zhu Xi and chuckled. "At your wits' end?"

Zhu Xi took two steps back and asked, "Tell me, then. How do we cooperate, and what do I need to pay?"

The old woman stared at Zhu Xi and said with a mocking expression, "Very simple. Let me possess you for the time being. Once we get out, I will leave your body."

When Zhu Xi heard that, her brows knitted tightly.

"Every one of those dead souls has cultivation beyond yours. They simply cannot step into this mountain forest. Unless you want to stay here for the rest of your life, this is your only chance—as long as you are willing to trust me." The old woman continued to persuade her, her burning gaze fixed on Zhu Xi.

She paused, then went on, "Do not forget, if not