The sword: banish evil, slay ghosts, summon gods-One Goodness cuts down a thousand fiends!

It was still Immortal Cave Mountain!

At the summit, inside the side hall at the deepest, outermost edge of Thunder-Peace Taoist Abbey.

Qin Weizi's corpse still lay in the coffin filled with white feathers.

Talismans had been drawn densely all around the coffin.

Their complexity far surpassed that of any talisman array Luo Bin had ever used.

The Primordial Sixteen Trigrams could evolve into sixty-four hexagrams, and those sixty-four could, in turn, yield 256 hexagrams!

The layout of hexagram positions Luo Bin was using now exceeded his limits.

Sixty-four hexagram positions, arranged in different configurations, served only one purpose.

Soul summoning!

To summon Qin Weizi's soul back into his body!

Beside him, Divine Firmament Daoist watched Luo Bin with growing shock.

It was not as though he had never seen Wu Jinluan use the Yin-Yang Arts.

Wu Jinluan was already very powerful. At the very least, he certainly ranked among the prominent figures in today's Yin-Yang World.

Yet this Primordial Calculation Grounds Master, Luo Bin, was barely in his thirties, and the Yin-Yang Arts he wielded were so complex!

What sort of Taoist grounds was Primordial Calculation?

The Immortal Ascension Taoist Grounds had attracted Great Masters from so many other grounds to suppress the Plague Ghost together, yet he had never even heard of Primordial Calculation.

A place so utterly unknown had produced someone stronger than Wu Jinluan?

"Pfft!"

Luo Bin spat out a mouthful of blood!

The talisman array was complete!

Luo Bin's eyes were entirely bloodshot, his gaze steeped in exhaustion.

Wisps of mist began gathering from every direction, pouring into the coffin!

At first, they came slowly, only a few thin strands.

Soon, they thickened into a torrent. Qin Weizi's Ascended Corpse opened its eyes wide and gaped its mouth, and the mist surged madly inside!

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