The Cave Abode's Original Master

The palace doors were wide open, and the light from outside shone in, making the Black-Robed Figure somewhat uncomfortable.

He snapped out of his daze and saw the figure standing at the palace gate. Overwhelmed with joy, he began to dance wildly in his heart.

It's not easy! I've been waiting for you to cause so much trouble, and you've finally agreed to come in and face me!

Desperately suppressing his emotions, the Black-Robed Figure feared that the man before him would notice his intense fluctuations in Spiritual Sense.

Bai Qiuran stood at the door, seemingly observing him. The Black-Robed Figure did his best to suppress the Spiritual Sense fluctuations generated by his Souls, trying his best to disguise himself as a corpse whose ambitions had not been fulfilled and who had died prematurely.

After looking around for a moment, Bai Qiuran turned her head, seemingly giving a few instructions to the people outside the door, before closing the palace door behind her.

Great, it seems he didn't notice...

The Black-Robed Figure secretly rejoiced, quietly waiting for his opportunity.

Bai Qiuran appeared completely unsuspecting as he surveyed the scene within the hall and approached the Black-Robed Figure was located.

Ten meters, five meters, three meters—even though this decaying body no longer had lungs to breathe, the Black-Robed Figure still felt himself holding his breath in tension.

Finally, Bai Qiuran came to within a meter of him and slowly stretched out her palm towards his body.

Now!

The Black-Robed Figure roared inwardly and activated the Possession Art he had been preparing and practicing for countless millennia.

His Souls detached from his decaying body, transforming into a faint blue light invisible to the naked eye, and flew towards Bai Qiuran's Spiritual Platform between his brows. But suddenly, Bai Qiuran's hand appeared in his path, holding a black prism in its palm—something that Earth Immortal used to store their Souls, but which would also forcibly absorb the Souls of Earth Immortal.

Once touched by that thing, his Souls would be forcibly sucked into it, and unless Bai Qiuran recklessly used the prism to pierce himself, he would never see the light of day again in this life.

But you're not the only one on guard!

The Black-Robed Figure sneered, and then, during his charge, his Souls split in two. The smaller part, a useless fragment of his Souls that he had discarded, burrowed into the Black Prism in Bai Qiuran's hand, while his own Souls circled behind Bai Qiuran and rammed into the back of his neck.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Qiuran suddenly raised her other hand to cover the back of her neck, and there was a black prism in her palm.

Just how many Earth Immortal did this guy kill?

These Soul-Settling Crystal were clearly taken from the Earth Immortal, but the Black-Robed Figure did not see Bai Qiuran search Soul-Settling Crystal Earth Immortal Earth Immortal he killed after arriving here.

Either he had already killed several of his companions before entering the Wisdom Immortal Cave Abode, or he took advantage of the moment when the Black-Robed Figure was distracted by his antics and lost his Consciousness, thus obtaining the item while the Black-Robed Figure was off guard.

But now that the Black-Robed Figure has two Soul-Settling Crystal in hand, his Souls can no longer break through to Bai Qiuran's Spiritual Platform.

With the perspective of the Earth Immortal Realm, he could naturally see that Bai Qiuran's fist and palm skills had long since reached the Transformation Realm. Not to mention now, even during the most prosperous period of the Holy Dynasty, there would probably be few who could rival him.

He held Soul-Settling Crystal in his palms; once unfurled, they would become an impenetrable wall for the Black-Robed Figure, one that would kill him instantly.

Even though there was still a glimmer of hope, the Black-Robed Figure, who valued his life, dared not gamble. If he hadn't valued his life, he probably wouldn't have survived until now.

After spinning rapidly in mid-air, the Black-Robed Figure's Souls, trailing a long, luminous tail, rushed towards the withered body slumped on the dragon throne. Bai Qiuran raised his hand and threw a black prism, which flew out and struck the trajectory of the Black-Robed Figure's Souls. However, the Black-Robed Figure decisively split his Souls in two. Seven Po were struck by the Black Prism and absorbed into it, but the remaining Three Souls entered the Black-Robed Figure's body, manipulating the decaying body to move again.

With his last ounce of strength, the Black-Robed Figure formed a Magic Incantation with his withered arm.

Suddenly, mist filled the hall, space reversed, and the Black-Robed Figure, Bai Qiuran, and a large number of things in the hall were sucked into another space.

The mist gathered and dispersed, and the Three Souls of the Black-Robed Figure abandoned his body along the way, flying away to an unknown destination. Bai Qiuran and the body of the Black-Robed Figure that he had abandoned appeared in mid-air in a dark space.

Feeling weightless, Bai Qiuran looked down and saw only darkness beneath her feet. She couldn't see the ground at all, or even if there was any ground at all.

He closed his eyes, sighed deeply, steadied himself, and then plummeted straight down.

She didn't know how long she had been falling, but after a while, Bai Qiuran felt her feet touch the ground, and then with a loud bang, a huge collapse occurred.

In the darkness, he had no idea how much damage his fall had caused or whether it had harmed anything else in the dark space. After he hit the ground, the Black-Robed Figure's body landed right next to him and shattered into pieces with a crack.

Bai Qiuran patted off non-existent dust from his clothes, surveyed his surroundings, and was about to leave when he suddenly heard a faint sound.

"Young friend, young friend! Could you please help me?"

Bai Qiuran a moment, then followed the sound to the source of the noise.

The sound came from the direction of the black- Black-Robed Figure's body next to Bai Qiuran. This body was nothing but skin and bones; the muscles and internal organs had long since decayed. The enormous impact had shattered the bones inside, making it look like some kind of cheap toy.

Bai Qiuran stretched out her foot and flipped it over, kicking the body aside, before seeing the person she was talking to.

It was a human Skull, with a blazing green Soulfire burning deep within its eye sockets. But Bai Qiuran probed it with her Spiritual Sense, she discovered that this soul matter no longer possessed the Three Souls and six spirits.

"There's no need to test me. I have no ill intentions towards you, young friend. Besides, even if you wanted to Body Seizure, I no longer have the ability to do so."

The Skull spoke, its words carrying a self-deprecating tone.

"Because of my foolishness and gullibility, my Three Souls Seven Po have long been scattered; I now exist only by the blessing of Heavenly Dao."

"Can you help me get out of here?"

Bai Qiuran asked.

"Of course, I am the owner of this Cave Abode!"

The Skull's words were full of confidence.

Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed from the depths of darkness, the sound waves forming massive waves that shook the earth.

Upon hearing this voice, the Skull's tone changed, and it urgently said, "Oh no, he's manipulating that corpse... Quick, do as I say, I'll teach you the Magic Incantation for spatial Mobile!"

Too late!

A muffled, low sound rang out, and from the darkness, a colossal object descended from the sky, crashing down beside Bai Qiuran and the Skull.