The many poison cultivators' Nascent Souls fell into the sand waterfall. Their first thought was to break free and flee this place.
However, the moment that thought arose, countless gray sands swarmed over them, sealing them into sand puppets. In the end, they could only fall along with the sand waterfall into the bottomless abyss.
After releasing all the poison cultivators' Nascent Souls, Old Ancestor Wuxian casually discarded the five White Bone Gourds floating around him.
As soon as the five gourds touched the ground, the surrounding gray sand began to erode them.
Before long, the five White Bone Gourds had become five sand gourds. In the end, they crumbled directly into sand powder and merged with the surrounding sandy ground.
At the same time, motes of light in different colors rose from the bottom of the abyss. After reaching the height of the cliff, they slowly gathered together.
During this time, runes continuously formed, vanished, and evolved before everyone's eyes.
Only after an Incense Stick did a mass of green shadows condense into shape, causing all these phenomena to disappear.
The Next Moment, the green shadow moved, attempting to escape.
But at that moment, Old Ancestor Wuxian reached out and grabbed it, pulling it into his hand in one motion.
Though it struggled desperately, there seemed to be a layer of Space Barrier in Old Ancestor Wuxian's palm. No matter which direction it tried to break through, it would be bounced back!
"Well? Did you see it clearly?"
Old Ancestor Wuxian did not look at the newly born poison spirit in his hand, instead turning to Sima Lei.
"I saw it clearly. Please wait a moment, Ancestor, and allow me to deduce it."
After speaking, Sima Lei closed his eyes and began calculating, his fingers trembling as they formed