Block Person Cleverly Set a Chain of Traps, Chen Junjie Accidentally Took the Seat of the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons!

A few minutes later, inside the Hall of Gods of the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect.

Fang Mo sat beneath the statues, with two strange magic circles in his hands constantly spewing black mist.

He had yet to realize the gravity of the situation: what it meant to possess a Spirit Stone Vein here, and just how terrifyingly alluring such a thing was to cultivators.

At this moment, Fang Mo was still diligently working on the plans in his mind.

He focused intently as he cast dark magic, attempting to pull the soul of Fengyue Temple's sect master back into the Human World.

Fortunately, no one interrupted him this time. After studying it for a while, Fang Mo finally mastered this rather complicated dark spell and forcibly dragged the man's soul back into the Human World.

"Phew, finally succeeded..."

Letting out a long breath, Fang Mo immediately imprinted the black magic circles onto the ground.

The two black circles interlocked like gears. Countless streams of yin energy burst forth, and then a vague phantom abruptly emerged from thin air.

His form was blurry, faintly black and somewhat transparent. Yet one could vaguely make out a plain Taoist Robe on him. His appearance and build had remained those of a young man, except the wounds from before his death had vanished.

"Hmm?"

The moment he appeared, he looked around in confusion. "Where is this? I remember that I already died..."

"This is Fengyue Temple."

Fang Mo smiled and greeted him. "Taoist priest, do you remember who I am?"

"What?"

The phantom looked up at Fang Mo, seemingly puzzled, but quickly recognized him. "Wait, you're that..."

"That's right!"

Fang Mo suddenly answered for him. "...I am Super Mighty Blue Cat!"

"?"

The phantom across from him seemed stunned for a moment.

"Ahem,