The Su Clan ancestor's pupils suddenly contracted, disbelief written all over his face.
He opened his mouth wide, wanting to say something, but no words came out.
The sword light pierced through his brow and emerged from the back of his head.
A tiny bloody hole appeared between the Su Clan ancestor's brows.
Blood gushed from the hole, staining his white robe red.
His eyes were wide open, and the greed and smugness on his face froze forever in that instant.
Boom...
His body fell from midair and crashed into the dirt beside the Life and Death Bottle, kicking up a cloud of dust.
He was dead.
Even at death, he did not understand why a Void Refinement Realm Body Cultivator could unleash such a terrifying attack from a demonic Fusion Realm powerhouse.
Chen Changming moved, appearing above the bottle's mouth in an instant.
He glanced at the falling corpse of the Su Clan ancestor and gave a cold smile. "No matter how skilled you are at scheming, before absolute strength, everything turns into drifting clouds. You schemed your entire life, only to die in your own scheme in the end."
After saying that, Chen Changming's expression abruptly changed as he stared at the Life and Death Bottle in shock.
This bottle was actually releasing an aura he found quite familiar!
The aura was cold and profound, carrying an ancient and mysterious power, as though it had come from another world.
"This is the aura of an Ancient Ghost..."
Having quickly reached that conclusion, Chen Changming was both startled and delighted.
Could it be that a corpse of an Ancient Ghost from the Spirit Realm was buried inside this bottle?
The Ancient Ghost Clan of the Spirit Realm possessed healing divine abilities unmatched under heaven. They were what Chen Changming