C18 (1/2)

When Gu Feng woke up again, it was already night.

The thirteen spirit essence bone grains in front of him had already been refined and merged into his left palm, forming a part of the shining black spot.

After calculating the time, Chu Zhen and Qin Ling's marriage date was very close. After they got married, they would have to leave for Spirit Capital's Battle Soul Academy. If he wanted to take revenge, he had to hurry up and sneak back to Floating Cloud City!

Since there was a seal on it, perhaps some magic treasure was hidden inside.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile. With a light twist of his finger, a drop of vital blood oozed out and smeared onto the spirit pattern array on the body of the box.

The fresh blood seeped into the formation and quickly disappeared.

Gu Feng frowned.

Was his guess wrong?

Suddenly, the spirit pattern array released a black light that was accompanied by traces of spirit energy fluctuations. It flashed in front of him and transformed into a portrait. It flew into the air and began to burn rapidly.

”Sure enough!” How could such an important thing not have any protection!

Gu Feng did not panic at all. He grabbed the Ivory Bone Blade by the side, swung his palm to break the stone seal at the cave entrance, and rushed down the mountain without looking back.

The moment he left, the portrait inside the cave was completely incinerated. Along with a spiritual energy fluctuation like the ripples in the water, an old man with white hair and eyebrows appeared out of thin air.

He scanned through the empty cave and his face suddenly darkened. He let out an angry roar and hurriedly chased after the hole.

Unexpectedly, he had just chased out of the cave only a few meters away when a mammoth like monster rushed over and swallowed him into its stomach …

On a nameless hill a thousand miles away.

An old man with a head full of white hair was sitting cross-legged on a huge rock under the protection of several warriors shrouded in black robes and channeling their mystical arts. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his entire person seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.

”Master, are you alright?” Beside him, a black-robed martial artist gently said with concern.

”It's just that I'm temporarily not going to die if I lose a set of spirit pattern shadows!” The old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and coldly said.

”Did you clearly see that person's appearance?” The warrior asked.

The old man sighed, and his expression darkened, ”It's a pity that the old wounds I suffered in Spirit Capital have yet to recover, and that person seems to have a warbeast that can restrain the power of spirit tattoos. The figure didn't chase far before it devoured it, and in the end, it was a step too late.”

The warrior heard him and sighed. He gritted his teeth and said, ”The Soul-Suppressing Box was opened by someone. It must be because of Lord Ye!”

From the sound of it, the person concealed under the black robe was actually a female cultivator.