Yang Zhengshan opened the crow's beak and said, annoyed, "Those are still several Foundation Establishment Cultivators and Golden Body Realm Martial Artists. No, more than a dozen!"
"No, what are they trying to do here?"
He had guessed that Xuan Zhen would have trouble on him, but he had never imagined that Xuan Zhen would actually be carrying such enormous trouble.
A faint smile appeared on Xuan Zhen's face. "Add fuel to the flames, and make Youyu Gate and the Lingxiu Three Sects break out into an even greater war!"
"What is their goal?"
"To hook out souls and seize spirits, refine the Blood Pool, and create Yin Soldiers."
Yang Zhengshan truly did not know what to say. What exactly was this Wuchang Ghost Sect?
He hesitated for a moment, then said, "I need to think this matter over carefully. Damn it, if I'd known you had such a large mess on you, this old man wouldn't have come looking for you!"
"Hehe~~" Xuan Zhen chuckled softly. He was not angry at Yang Zhengshan's grumbling; instead, he felt more relaxed than ever in his heart.
He did not know whether Yang Zhengshan could help him, but being able to talk to Yang Zhengshan about these things also made him sigh in relief.
"How should I contact you?"
Xuan Zhen said.
Yang Zhengshan thought about it, then said, "Do you have a Spirit Beast Bag?"
"Yes!"
"Put my Soul Crow into the Spirit Beast Bag. If you need to find me, you can directly crush the Soul Crow!" Yang Zhengshan said.
A Soul Crow could not enter a Storage Bag, but it could enter a Spirit Beast Bag.
As long as the Soul Crow was damaged, Yang Zhengshan could sense it immediately.
"All right!"
Xuan Zhen nodded, immediately put the Soul