Death Approaches

The young master of the Profound Yin Sect died just like that, and his death was extremely unjust.

Mu Qingfeng never expected that he would encounter such a madman when he simply came out to plunder the resources of the surrounding cultivators.

His body lay there silently, lifeless.

Chen Wang was also somewhat surprised; the female ghost in the Jade Hairpin seemed quite easy to talk to.

Many thoughts raced through his mind.

The Law Treasure in Mu Qingfeng's hand was extremely powerful. If it weren't for his strong Divine Sense, he wouldn't have been able to resist it at all. Yet, he was killed by this female ghost so effortlessly.

"Thank you!" Chen Wang said to the woman in the jade hairpin.

He then immediately picked up the Feverish Bell from the ground. The small bell was heavy in his hand and cold to the touch. He quickly put it into his Storage Artifact.

The woman smiled slightly.

But just as she was about to turn and leave, her brows suddenly furrowed.

At this moment, an old man appeared on the mountain path. The old man looked worried and had very deep features, as if he had some unresolved worries.

Surprisingly, no one noticed when this Sorrowful Old Man had arrived.

Chen Wang felt a chill run down his spine and sized up the old man.

The Sorrowful Old Man face had a very ordinary aura and looked like an ordinary person. But if he were really a mortal, who could come to their side silently under such circumstances?

The Sorrowful Old Man was not afraid of the female ghost in the jade hairpin. He walked step by step to Mu Qingfeng's side and sighed softly.

"What a pity, he was a promising young man, and he died just like that."

Upon hearing this, Chen Wang's heart skipped a beat, and his brows immediately furrowed.

"Could they be from the Profound Yin Sect?"

The Sorrowful Old Man glanced at Mu Qingfeng a few times, then looked away and turned to Chen Wang and the others.

"A natural Cauldron for cultivation, a promising young cultivator, a spirit pet, and a boy who cultivates both body and spirit, Divine Sense surpasses his cultivation level."

His gaze softened, but he didn't look at the female ghost inside the jade hairpin.

Strangely, the female ghost in the jade hairpin only glanced at him a few times and did not say anything.

Chen Wang felt a chill run down his spine as he was stared at by this person, as if his entire body was being seen through.

The Sorrowful Old Man look looked at Chen Wang and said with a smile, "In this day and age, it is already very rare for you to have cultivated your body to this level. What a fine physique you have."

The first half of his sentence made Chen Wang want to continue listening: there are currently no Cultivation Method circulating in the body cultivation system.

But the second half of the sentence chilled Chen Wang to the bone.

Standing before the old man, Chen Wang even wondered if he would be instantly stopped by him when he tried to leave through the Bronze Gate. He even doubted whether the old man had discovered the Bronze Gate in his Sea of Consciousness.

At this moment, no one else dared to speak. The fact that the old man could ignore the pressure from the female ghost within the jade hairpin and prevent her from making any rash moves spoke volumes.

The problem is even bigger if you can't detect any signs of illness at all.

But Chen Wang just smiled and said, "Does the Cultivation World no longer have follow-up Cultivation Method for body cultivation?"

Chen Wang's tone was very calm. The old man with a worried face glanced at him and said, "It has long been lost. Body cultivation has reached its limit at the ninth level. It is just a declining system."

A thought struck Chen Wang: "Could it be that body cultivators truly have no way to continue their cultivation?"

The special world he had seen that day suddenly appeared in Chen Wang's mind.

The image flashed through his mind like lightning.

The most important thing right now is to look at this old man with a worried expression.

The Sorrowful Old Man nodded. "You're not nervous at all when you see me, and you even want to get some information out of me. You've already done a lot."

The way he looked at Chen Wang sent a chill down Chen Wang's spine.

He seemed to be examining a piece of food rather than a person.

Then Chen Wang turned his head to look at the female ghost inside the Jade Hairpin.

When he turned his head, Chen Wang still felt like he was being pricked by needles.

Feng Lin, Xu Yun, and the Three-Tailed Spirit Cat were also trembling with fear, not daring to move at all.

The Sorrowful Old Man looked at the female ghost in the Jade Hairpin and asked, "You are not an ordinary ghost, but the Primordial Spirit of a cultivator. How did you end up in this state?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Wang immediately raised his eyebrows.

This woman is definitely no ordinary ghost!

The female ghost inside the jade hairpin smiled, "You exude murderous aura and are about to die, yet you still have the leisure to meddle in my affairs!"

The Sorrowful Old Man expression remained unchanged, and said with a frown, "My death is imminent? You woman, are you talking nonsense?"

The female ghost inside the jade hairpin calmly said, "Your forehead is dark, and you are surrounded by murderous calamities. In my opinion, you won't live past today."

The Sorrowful Old Man was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter. "I have no rivals in this Northern Lands. I have wiped out so many cultivation sects. Yet you say I am going to die today. How laughable!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Wang's heart sank, and he couldn't help but feel a chill. "Damn it, this old man is that Nascent Soul Realm Old Devil!"

That Nascent Soul Realm Old Devil has recently swept through the cultivation sects in the Northern Lands and Blood Sacrifice many towns of mortals, incurring the wrath of heaven and the resentment of the people.

Chen Wang came to the vicinity of Danxia Mountain to avoid this devil, but he never expected to run into him today.

The woman remained calm and did not speak.

The Sorrowful Old Man pointed directly at the target. This finger contained extremely strong power. On the surface, it looked ordinary, but it gave people a great sense of pressure.

Even though it wasn't directed at Chen Wang and the others, they immediately felt their Qi and Blood and Law Power freeze.

Compared to this old man, their Law Power were utterly insignificant.

The female ghost inside the jade hairpin had clearly anticipated that the old man would make a move.

However, at this moment, the Female Corpse that she had just regained her senses inexplicably took a step forward and stood directly between the two of them.

This unexpected turn of events not only startled the Sorrowful Old Man but also surprised the female ghost inside the Jade Hairpin.

This step seemed to be an instinctive action of the Female Corpse.

With a deafening bang, the Female Corpse's body exploded into dust! Her physique was extremely powerful, comparable to the Foundation Establishment Realm, and had been refined by Chen Wang, who had inscribed numerous formations on her body.

Even if Spirit Artifact were to strike her, it might not be able to harm her, but at this moment, the old man shattered her with a single finger.

Not only that, but it couldn't withstand the force of his finger at all. That terrifying force still blasted towards the female ghost in the jade hairpin! The female ghost raised her fair hand and slammed it down with a palm! With a loud bang! The two seemingly ordinary moves brought a sharp wind, and a ripple spread outward like a water droplet, instantly knocking Chen Wang, Feng Lin, Xu Yun and others to the ground.

Even with Chen Wang's physique, he couldn't help but vomit blood at this moment.

Feng Lin and Xu Yun had just regained consciousness. They had been controlled by the Feverish Bell, and now they were hit by the shockwave from the two of them. Their vision went black and they almost fainted.

The Three-Tailed Spirit Cat lay trembling on the ground. It wasn't seriously injured, but it was terrified.

After the first move, a look of surprise appeared in the Sorrowful Old Man's eyes.

"It's a pity that if I had fought you in your previous life, it would have been somewhat enjoyable, but now you are simply no match for me!"

The female ghost inside the Jade Hairpin didn't look at him, but instead looked in the direction where the Female Corpse had been, and paused for a moment.

"She is an old friend of mine. I had the pleasure of seeing her again and wanted to take her with me, but you have ruined it all."

Her tone wasn't harsh, but as soon as she finished speaking, the temperature around her dropped significantly.

A chilling wind swept around them as the female ghost in the jade hairpin formed hand seals, unleashing a beam of light towards the Sorrowful Old Man! The Sorrowful Old Man remained calm. He had swept through the Cultivation World of the Northern Lands, and now he was facing nothing more than a female ghost. Even if this female ghost was a powerful cultivator in her previous life, she was no match for him now.

The two of them leaped into the air and began to fight.

Chen Wang couldn't help but click his tongue in astonishment, staring in utter disbelief at the female ghost fighting the Sorrowful Old Man in the sky.

"That Sorrowful Old Man is the Nascent Soul Realm Old Devil who swept through the Cultivation World of the Northern Lands! This female ghost is actually able to fight against this Old Devil demon!"

Chen Wang felt a bit confused for a moment.

He realized he had seriously underestimated the female ghost's fighting prowess.

At this moment, the two people took to the air, and behind the female ghost appeared a goddess holding a vase.

A willow branch is inserted in the vase, and the female ghost sits in the palm of the goddess.

The Sorrowful Old Man's eyes lit up. "Dharma Body? Who exactly are you?"

He let out a cold shout! The surrounding area, which was originally shrouded in auspicious clouds, was now filled with rolling black clouds and a Sha Qi aura.

The Sha Qi transformed into the shapes of various ferocious beasts, which were extremely grotesque.

He still had a worried look on his face, but at this moment he did not have any air of otherworldly grace, but rather seemed like a Demonic Path Giant.

The two fought fiercely, leaving Chen Wang dumbfounded.

But he quickly realized what was happening and patted the Three-Tailed Spirit Cat on the head.

"What are you all standing there for? Run!"

Little White was startled. At that moment, Chen Wang led Feng Lin, Xu Yun, and the others to quickly retreat.

The female cultivators and maids who had been hit by the shockwave in the cave abode earlier collapsed to the ground. Now, they also swiftly ran away together.

As for Mu Qingfeng's corpse, Chen Wang also collected it.

The group quickly descended the mountain, no longer daring to fly in the sky, and simply left as fast as they could.

The goddess holding a vase and the Sorrowful Old Man in the sky were locked in a fierce battle.

The old man casually pointed out a finger, and his palm strike was incredibly powerful, like a summer thunderclap.

The female ghost inside the jade hairpin was clearly no match for him at this moment, but her Divine Ability were so exquisite that the old man didn't kill her, which is why he had managed to hold on until now.

At this moment, several more people broke through the sky and arrived, one of whom was the Old Ancestor of Dragon Head Mountain.

He was taken aback when he saw the Old Devil fighting with a woman. "Dharma body? Who is this woman?"

He was stunned for a moment, but when he saw the Old Devil, his eyes immediately flashed with a fierce light.

The same was true for the Nascent Soul Realm cultivators around them.

They each channeled their magical Law Power, unleashing terrifying auras as they charged towards the Old Devil! "When gods fight, mortals suffer! Run!" Chen Wang urged.

They quickly retreated, but even after traveling dozens of miles, Chen Wang could still sense the intense atmosphere of the battle in the sky, which was still turbulent.

Suddenly, a huge black banner covered the sky, and dark clouds rolled in.

After the enormous black banner was raised, it fluttered in the air, covering an area of hundreds of miles, and Chen Wang and his companions immediately lost their way.

The Nether Soul White Bone Banner Law Treasure, after being refined, is now surrounded by vengeful spirits and exudes Sha Qi aura, making it an extremely frightening magical artifact.

At this moment, he was summoned, and the expressions of the surrounding cultivators changed slightly, but they still attacked the Old Devil together.

"We must not allow him to completely refine this Nether Soul White Bone Banner!" shouted a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.

Boom! Boom! Terrifying explosions rang out incessantly!

As Chen Wang watched the great battle in the sky, he couldn't help but feel a longing for the powerful strength of the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator.

"Is this the Nascent Soul Realm?"

When many Divine Ability clashed, he couldn't discern any mystery at all; he was simply terrified by the immense power they generated.

After this Old Devil activated the Nether Soul White Bone Banner, even several cultivators of the same realm found it difficult to deal with him.

However, the goddess holding the vase then pulled the willow branch out of the vase.

In an instant, the willow branch grew to a size of tens of feet. With a tremor, a shower of sweet rain fell upon the Nether Soul White Bone Banner.

These Divine Ability are extremely profound. The Nether Soul White Bone Banner was originally an extremely powerful demonic treasure, but after being drenched by this spiritual rain, its aura dimmed considerably.

Even the Sorrowful Old Man couldn't help but feel a chill. "Who exactly is this woman? She seems somewhat familiar with my Nether Soul White Bone Banner."

Upon discovering that the opponent's Divine Ability was precisely the counter to his Law Treasure, his expression changed slightly.

Moreover, at this moment, an ancient sword appeared in the sky, its Sword Qi swirling around it.

With a loud clang, the sword tip struck the Nether Soul White Bone Banner.

The black mist between heaven and earth was greatly diluted.

The Sorrowful Old Man expression turned pale and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

The ancient sword hovered in the air, emitting a clear, ringing sound.

"Who launched the sneak attack?"

Then he saw a middle-aged Daoist priest carrying a sword sheath on his back, riding a huge yellow crane flying from the horizon.

He truly possesses the air of Celestial Being.

"Yuan Chengtian, you've incurred the wrath of the people and the resentment of the Northern Lands. Why don't you stop now!"

The Daoist priest arrived riding a crane, his ancient sword hovering in the air before transforming into a streak of light and flying back into its sheath.

This person has a face as beautiful as jade and an ethereal air about them.

"Is this Old Devil's real name Yuan Chengtian?" Chen Wang's heart stirred.

Today, he met many important figures in the cultivation world, as well as this Daoist priest who arrived riding a yellow crane, which broadened his horizons considerably.

Yuan Chengtian said in a deep voice, "You are not a cultivator from the Northern Lands. Who are you?"

The Daoist priest smiled and said, "This humble Daoist comes from Heavenly Tiger Mountain."

Heavenly Tiger Mountain is not a cultivation sect from the Northern Lands, but rather comes from the Western Continent.

The Sorrowful Old Man expression said angrily, "I have never interfered with Heavenly Tiger Mountain, so why did you have to ruin my plans?"

The Daoist priest spoke calmly, yet his words were like a thunderclap. "The mighty Heavenly Dao above will not tolerate such a petty scoundrel as you harming the human world!"

He sat atop the Yellow Crane, ethereal and otherworldly.

The Sorrowful Old Man expression laughed loudly, "Fine, you want me dead? Come on, those who aren't afraid of death!"

He activated the Nether Soul White Bone Banner again, but the goddess's avatar shook the willow branch, and a shower of rain fell once more, suppressing the Nether Soul White Bone Banner's power.

The Sorrowful Old Man with worry, glared angrily.

"You woman, we only had a small grudge against each other before, it's time to let it go."

The female ghost inside the Jade Hairpin calmly said, "My old friend died to save me, and I don't want to see you alive either."

The Sorrowful Old Man: "..."

For some reason, he actually found himself in this desperate situation today, just as the female ghost had predicted.

He felt a chill run down his spine and looked at the female ghost inside the jade hairpin.

"Dao Zhen that she was right, and my death is imminent?"