Mystery of the Immortal Treasure

Within the Great Void, yellow sand formed a river that stretched across the emptiness. A burly figure stood upon it, clad in a yellow robe, with graying hair, horns upon his brow, and a square face. Majesty arose naturally from him. He was the Yellow-Robed Daoist—or rather, Jiang Chen.

At this moment, Jiang Chen silently watched the changes in the void with dim yellow eyes like the setting sun.

"They're here."

At a certain moment, the void changed, and Jiang Chen cast his gaze in a particular direction.

Almost at the same time, ripples spread across the void, and a remnant soul wreathed in earth-element divine radiance emerged. Its spirituality was muddled and its consciousness sunken, its actions nearly instinctive. It had clearly fallen into a deathly state, yet its essence was extraordinary after all. Even in death, it retained some lingering might.

"Mountain Ghost's remnant soul has indeed been successfully lured out."

Mountain Ghost's phantom was reflected in Jiang Chen's dim yellow eyes, and a smile touched his face.

He had taken advantage of the opening and sent the Heart Ape into Mountain Ghost's body, helping him erupt with all his strength and break free of his restraints. But he had not done so to save Mountain Ghost. Rather, he wanted to use Mountain Ghost's hand to probe Gu Lingxiao.

It was precisely because of this that Mountain Ghost had thrown caution to the winds, even attempting to kill Gu Lingxiao through self-destruction. Living beings feared death, and fourth-rank ghostly beings were no exception. Although there was great karma between Mountain Ghost and Gu Lingxiao, under normal circumstances, Mountain Ghost would never have chosen to perish together with Gu Lingxiao through self-destruction. Once he did so, he would truly be doomed beyond redemption, his Dao resonance utterly lost, with