Old Master, Times Have Changed
Chapter 459

The Voice of the Sword Spirit, Master Yuyu

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Was there really something that hadn't been taken away?

At a thought from Zhao Ruoming, his body and spirit merged as one.

His entire body immediately dispersed into a wisp of invisible, immaterial, yet utterly pure Yang "qi," slipping through the gaps between the bricks and stones toward the depths of the [Bliss Immortal City] City Lord's Manor.

With the spiritual essence having been removed, all manner of protective measures had failed along with it.

He encountered no obstruction whatsoever as he descended.

One level, two levels, three levels...

He continued deeper into the City Lord's Manor, all the way down to the seventh level.

The utterly pure Yang qi gathered together, once more reforming into Zhao Ruoming's figure within a dim underground space devoid of the slightest trace of light.

A faint smell of rot and mildew hung in the damp air.

"As expected, they've emptied it all out." Zhao Ruoming frowned.

Though the secret chamber was pitch-dark, it was no different from broad daylight to the extraordinary eyesight of a Spirit Transformation cultivator.

Across the spacious underground chamber lay numerous wooden racks toppled and scattered across the ground, along with spirit pearls that had cracked into fragments after their spiritual qi was drained away.

Like a swarm of locusts passing through, every spiritual item had been taken away. The remaining spiritual essence was even scarcer than outside the City Lord's Manor.

As for the Spirit Absorption Ritual Record he had come looking for, there was not the slightest sign of it.

"But that shouldn't be..."

Bzzz—

A speck of Qianyuan Undying Jade-Pure Mystic Light lit up at his fingertips, its gentle radiance instantly illuminating the surrounding area.

He closed his eyes and carefully sensed for a while...

A point of mystic light lingered around his heart, resonating with

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