"What happened to my son's soul lamp?" The Qimen Sect Master's voice was filled with anger.
The attendant grinned in pain and was completely speechless. He raised his other hand with difficulty and pointed to his restrained shoulder.
The leader of Qimen let him go, took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and waited for his answer.
The attendant exhaled loudly, not caring about dealing with his shoulder that was already numb from pain, and hurriedly reported back: "Young Master's soul lamp has run out of oil and is about to go out."
The Qimen Clan Master's expression changed, and he could no longer hold back the pressure. The demonic energy around him exploded, and his attendants were immediately blown to pieces.
The leader of the Qimen Sect hurriedly rushed into the hall where the soul lantern was placed. The pressure around him was undisguised. Naturally, this could not be hidden from others. Soon, several figures appeared in the soul lantern hall.
No one asked.
The Soul Lantern Hall houses the soul lanterns of the core members of the clan. The Qimen Sect leader came here eagerly, so naturally something happened to a clan member.
However, even though they were mentally prepared, they couldn't help but froze in place when they saw the soul lamp shaking with only a spark left in front of the door master.
After a moment, an old man stepped forward and said, "Master, what's going on? Why did the young master's soul lamp..."
As he said that, he turned to look at the other two people. Gui Tu, as a rare genius in Qimen for tens of thousands of years, had cultivated his innate demonic energy at a young age, and had received the inheritance from Qimen's top secret skill, the Death God.
Everyone in Qimen valued him very much, and they had many ways to save their lives. The head of Qimen and two powerful elders both left their soul mark on him.
The elder who was looking at him frowned, shook his head and said: "My soul mark has not been triggered."
Another elder also said: "I haven't been triggered either."
All the senior officials in Qimen were extremely frightened. The Guitu Soul Lamp looked like this, obviously threatening his life, but the soul mark left on him by his elders showed no reaction at all!
"Is there a strong person from the Phoenix Clan taking action?"
"It doesn't have to be the Phoenix Clan. The young master is in the realm of Yushan. The most powerful ones there are the Yushan strongmen..."
A strong man who was good at divination immediately took out a red copper mirror and began to calculate Gui Tu's situation. This was an easy task. Firstly, he knew the approximate location of the target. Secondly, the target was one of his own personnel, and he was tied to it. numerous.
Even a moderately accomplished diviner should be able to divine it easily.
A steady stream of demonic energy seeped into the mirror, and ripples gradually appeared on the mirror surface, slowly and quickly, rippling layer by layer, and finally set off a violent wave.
The waves surged, almost tearing the ancient mirror apart. The fortune teller performed the spells faster and faster, and more demonic energy was injected into the mirror.
There was silence in the hall, everyone was staring at the ancient mirror quietly, waiting for the results to come out.
Time passed slowly, and when the fortune-telling became a little reluctant, the waves in the mirror finally subsided, revealing a soft, pure orange-red color.
"Is this... related to that junior from the Phoenix Clan?"
All Qimen senior officials were surprised. This joint operation of the four major demon sects was highly confidential, but they knew about it.
Let’s not talk about such a sophisticated plan. In any case, how could Shao Haoyue, a junior Taiyi Golden Immortal, overcome all the means given by Qimen Power and threaten Gui Tu’s life.
Doubts were doubts, and he concluded that he could not continue. Qimen Sect Master said in a deep voice: "Stop, keep peeking, that old phoenix in Jiuxi should have noticed it."
It's nothing to estimate a junior. The key is the people closely related to Shao Haoyue. There are many powerful immortals. To estimate her is equivalent to fighting Jiuxi, Fengjun, Fenghou and others from a distance.
None of these old Phoenixes are fuel-efficient lamps.
In addition, if the demons want to ambush Shao Haoyue, they must not let her elders notice.
At this time, at the edge of the Flowing Fire Wasteland, Shao Haoyue in the pagoda has stopped accelerating time. As a mortal, 'Da Zhuang''s life has come to an end.
After the family's hard work, his family was prosperous and full of children and grandchildren. He felt that he would die without regrets and closed his eyes in nostalgia and peace amidst the cries of his children and grandchildren.
She no longer needed to speed up time and complete his life, nor did she need to suppress or obstruct him. Gui Tu had no doubts about his identity.
He believes that he is the hunter in the mountains and the son-in-law of Rongshu Village. In his understanding, he is old and it is normal for his life to come to an end.
His death was a natural process of birth, old age, illness and death, not a life-threatening crisis. The spiritual mark left on him by the Qimen elders would naturally not be triggered.
Just when everything was done, Shao Haoyue suddenly noticed something strange. It seemed like something was peering at him. The sight was cold, dank and evil, like a poisonous snake crawling over his body.
She quickly guessed the reason and immediately activated the inner alchemy. As the inner alchemy rotated at high speed, mysterious ripples flowed out of the Life Pearl at the core.
In the Qimen Soul Lamp Hall, inside the bronze mirror, the orange color blurs, like a plate of randomly mixed orange-red raw materials.
The fortune teller was collecting the spells and was about to stop the fortune telling. At this moment, a bit of white suddenly emerged from the uneven orange-red color, and shot into the center of the fortune teller's eyebrows with lightning speed.
"ah!"
The fortune teller let out a short and sharp scream, his eyes suddenly widened, "She... God..."
After spitting out two words intermittently and with difficulty, the fortune teller became silent.
All this happened so unexpectedly that all the Qimen couldn't help but be stunned and speechless for a long time. For a while, there was silence in the Soul Lantern Hall.
After a long while, someone whispered in shock, "Jiuxi's cultivation level has improved again?"
The diviner was a cultivator in the ancient demon realm, and he was in the hinterland of the demon realm. A strike from the air could kill him. Jiuxi's strength was shocking to this extent!
The demons were shocked by his speculation, and immediately realized that now was not the time to think about this. The top priority was Gui Tu's safety.
Now that we know that Gui Tu's crisis comes from Shao Haoyue, it will be easier to deal with it if we have a targeted approach.
Shao Haoyue was good at illusions, and he avoided the mental imprint they left on Gui Tu. The crisis most likely came from illusions.
They began to activate the spiritual imprint left on Gui Tu.
At the last moment when Da Zhuang's consciousness was about to return to chaos, a hazy and powerful voice sounded in his mind.
"Gui Tu!"
Return to Tu? Is...what?
Underworld?
Why does it feel a little familiar?
"Gui - Tu -"
The voice sounded again, this time more clearly. The elderly 'Dazhuang' suddenly felt his consciousness shake, and the whole world seemed to be shaking.
Figures and voices flashed in his mind, memories came back, and he finally remembered everything.
He is not Orion Da Zhuang, he is Gui Tu! The young master of the Demon Sect Qishan returns to Tu!
Gui Tu was horrified. Unknowingly, he had already walked through the door of death.
He opened his eyes suddenly and sat up from the bed. The crying in the room stopped suddenly. The 'descendants' in the room were stunned. One child said blankly: "Grandpa."
