"Really? Black Snake Protector, are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"
The black-robed figure seated on the skull throne was startled by this. A hoarse voice rasped from his throat as he questioned the lean old man.
"I am absolutely certain. When I passed by Yi Yan Sect earlier, there was definitely no mountain formed from piled-up Spirit Soil. But when I returned, this mountain had appeared within Yi Yan Sect. The Sect Master is the Ghost Lord, a mighty Integration cultivator whose name commands awe across Azure Continent. How could I dare deceive you, Sect Master?"
Black Snake Protector spoke with utmost reverence.
"Very good. Then go make a trip on my behalf and dig out Yi Yan Sect's secret."
The Ghost Lord grinned.
"This subordinate will certainly not fail to live up to the Sect Master's expectations!" Black Snake Protector clasped his hands, raised them above his head, and bowed.
He was a Spirit Transformation cultivator. He had passed through the skies above Yi Yan Sect twice, and yet Yi Yan Sect had not noticed him either time. It was obvious that Yi Yan Sect had only one Nascent Soul Old Daoist, Yi Yan True Person.
Moreover, it was said that this Nascent Soul Old Daoist had once suffered severe injuries.
How could such a sect possibly stop Black Snake Protector?
Besides, he had never intended to leave anyone from Yi Yan Sect alive.
The Myriad Snake Banner in his hands now needed cultivators' blood for refinement.
Or rather, his true target was not Spirit Soil at all. He was after Yi Yan Sect's cultivators. After all, as a Spirit Transformation cultivator, he did not care in the slightest whether those low-level Qi Refining disciples from his sect lived or died.
There were even times when he