After everything had been arranged, the turmoil in Spirit City gradually subsided, but Lu Xuan never stopped moving.
With Qian Daoliu personally leading the way, the two became streaks of light.
They quietly descended into Death Canyon, shrouded year-round in miasma and gloom.
Deep within the canyon, sinister winds howled, and the nauseating stench of blood filled the air.
Their target was the hundred-thousand-year soul beast concealed deep within.
Only when the soul beast finally revealed its true form did Lu Xuan understand.
Why even Bibi Dong had failed to discover its whereabouts back then.
It was an exceptionally rare "Thousand Illusion Mirage Demon."
Not only had it mastered the ultimate mimicry and concealment, it could even blend its own life aura perfectly with the surrounding aura of death.
Had Qian Daoliu not searched carefully, inch by inch, with his demigod-level spiritual power, he might have passed it by as well.
Yet before absolute power, any disguise appeared pale and powerless.
Lu Xuan wasted no time.
The Asura God Sword became a blood-red bolt of lightning that tore through the darkness, sweeping forward like a force smashing rotten wood.
It slashed the Thousand Illusion Mirage Demon to the brink of death, before he switched to his Life Scepter and stripped away its life.
With a piercing wail, a dazzling red hundred thousand year soul ring slowly rose, radiating heart-stopping pressure.
Lu Xuan sat cross-legged, drew the soul ring over, and fitted it onto his Life Scepter martial soul.
Vast vitality and soul power poured into his body like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.
This precious Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring became the Life Scepter's fourth soul ring, a perfect fit.
Feeling the ocean-like power surging within him, Lu Xuan slowly opened his eyes and looked toward the distant