"Since you do not trust me, Fellow Daoist, then dispose of me as you please." The Primordial Spirit within the Soul-Sealing Pearl sighed gloomily.
"Since that is the case, there is no need for me to keep you. Pray for your own fortune here." Lu Xiaotian raised a finger, about to flick the Soul-Sealing Pearl away.
"Don't, don't! If Fellow Daoist does not wish to send me to my master, then let it be this white-haired zombie." Hearing Lu Xiaotian say this, the Primordial Spirit inside the Soul-Sealing Pearl hurriedly cried out in panic.
So it had indeed been putting on an act. Lu Xiaotian's heart chilled, but then he suddenly caught what seemed to be a flash of silver-gray light.
The Primordial Spirit within the Soul-Sealing Pearl had also noticed that flash of silver-gray light. When it saw the white light flash past, it suddenly burst into loud laughter.
The appearance of that silver-gray light, along with the Primordial Spirit's reaction within the Soul-Sealing Pearl, sent a shiver through Lu Xiaotian. Thinking back on all the Primordial Spirit's earlier reactions, it had likely only been stalling for time. Perhaps it had never intended for him to bring it into the tomb in search of a suitable body for possession. Its true purpose might have been to wait for that silver-gray light.
Suddenly, a miserable scream rang out. Lu Xiaotian looked intently in its direction. Old Monster Hu had already been beheaded, his head clutched in a sharp claw. Yet the monster that had killed him had concealed itself in the darkness again, coming without a shadow and going without a trace.
Ge Changting and Xiao Sanniang were both horrified. Though the two of them were stronger and more highly cultivated than Old Monster Hu, the skeleton knights under Old