’Chirp!’
At this mont, the falcon rushed out of Lou Yi’s mind, greedily absorbing the scattered green energy around.
Unfortunately, most of the energy dissipated into the world, with only a small portion captured by the falcon.
After a few breaths, the falcon returned to Lou Yi’s body.
"Damn... If I hadn’t possessed once, causing my Divine Sense Cultivation to decline greatly, how could you, a junior, have taken advantage..."
Lou Yi faintly heard the unwilling roar of the silver-haired young man.
This was also the last sound he left in this world.
In the mind.
The falcon transford by Lou Yi’s Divine Sense glowed brightly with its feathers, its golden eyes sparkling, and its size had enlarged from the original twenty-two feet to more than thirty feet!
The change brought a keener mind, stronger consciousness, and more fluid control over the True Strength in the flesh.
Simultaneously, he felt the falcon could temporarily stay outside, with fewer restrictions.
But externally, Lou Yi was covered in wounds, blood flowing from all seven orifices, looking as if he had been fished out of a blood pool, an unbearable sight.
People wouldn’t doubt if he was to breathe his last at any mont.
However, he had already killed his greatest enemy, the mysterious youth from the Li Family, resembling an ancestor-like figure.
Just as Lou Yi breathed a sigh of relief, he heard footsteps from outside the cave entrance and beca alert.
Of course, he didn’t imdiately get up but acted as if he was on his last breath.
"Oh my God, how did it turn out like this? Lou Yi, you’re alive, thank goodness... Are you alright?" A worried male voice ca.
The visitor wore a light blue Daoist Robe, was short and chubby, with a fair complexion, a silver crown on his head, and a gold and jade belt around his waist.
It was Wang Wenbai, who joined the sect in the sa batch as Lou Yi.
Beside Wang Wenbai stood a tall and beautiful young Female Cultivator, Li Xinyue, who had previously sparked disputes between the Cyan Cloud Alliance and the Four Seas Association.
But at this mont, her relationship with Wang Wenbai seed sowhat ambiguous.
Their arms were almost touching, as if sothing had happened in the cave dwelling.
Li Xinyue ignored Lou Yi and instead looked at You Qingyi beneath the large statue, a strange color flashing in her eyes.
"Oh, it’s fine, not much of a problem." Lou Yi weakly replied.
Inwardly sneering, these two must have been watching from the side for a long ti.
Coming out at this particular ti, their intentions were clear.
The other disciples of the Corpse-Driving Sect were all unconscious from the aftermath of Lou Yi’s battle with the silver-haired youth.
On the scene, besides the blood-covered Lou Yi who seed to be at his limit, only Wang Wenbai and Li Xinyue were conscious.
Wang Wenbai looked around before speaking: "The silver-haired boy you just killed, I know a bit about his background.
He’s likely the third ancestor of the Li Family in the East Sea, who never had any breakthroughs after the Foundation Establishnt initial stage. Now, with his lifespan nearing three hundred, he had to find ways to extend it...
You killing him is remarkable. But are you really okay now?"
’Whoosh!’
Wang Wenbai’s words had just settled.
An azure wind blade, two feet long, instantly landed three inches to Lou Yi’s left side, leaving a deep groove in the ground.
Yet Lou Yi remained unmoving, only showing an ’angry’ expression: "What are you doing?"
"Sorry, slipped." Wang Wenbai then waved his hand, and before him appeared a tall, dark gray Iron Corpse.
The Iron Corpse walked to the silver-haired youth’s corpse, searched for a while, and stuffed the storage bag into its lapel.
"You’re too injured right now, so let keep this for you," Wang Wenbai laughed.
Then, the Iron Corpse moved to the bodies of other True Blood Sect and Red Sun Sect disciples, one by one gathering storage bags or other valuable items.
Lou Yi just watched coldly.
He noticed Wang Wenbai continually holding a piece of dark gold, causing the falcon in his mind to fly anxiously, quite uneasy.
Thus, he didn’t act but watched Wang Wenbai’s performance.
On the other side, Li Xinyue walked to the unconscious You Qingyi, reaching out to touch the inheritance light beam descending from the sky, her eyes showing a look of intoxication.
A mont later, her expression turned sour.
"No reaction—this inheritance might have been completely absorbed by her!" Li Xinyue shouted furiously, casting a pleading glance at Wang Wenbai.
"Sister-in-law, kill her, and you can release the inheritance again?" Wang Wenbai’s voice was like a tempting devil from hell.
Li Xinyue paused upon hearing this.
She turned to look at Wang Wenbai, finding his serious deanor, not joking at all.
Her expression beca uncertain, and suddenly a silver light flew out of her sleeve, fiercely shooting towards You Qingyi!
’Dang!’
Lou Yi intervened, releasing a faint purple True Strength that knocked Li Xinyue’s Flying Sword aside.
’Whoosh!’
A second strike pierced through Li Xinyue’s throat, leaving her standing in disbelief before collapsing with a ’thud’ to the ground.
Before dying, she turned to look in Wang Wenbai’s direction, her eyes never closing.
After killing Li Xinyue, Lou Yi seed dragged by his injuries, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, his expression becoming more languid.
Still, Wang Wenbai watched coldly, showing no intention to save his ’sister-in-law,’ his deanor indifferent.
"You indeed left another move, Lou Yi." Wang Wenbai smiled, his eyes cold, "The Innate Spirit Corpse, release it."
"Didn’t bring it."
"Oh, that’s fine.
I’ll then ask soone to refine it once more after returning. It’s a waste in your hands." Wang Wenbai revealed his intent, "Lou Yi, many thanks to you for dealing with the Li family’s ancestor for , otherwise, I wouldn’t have much confidence.
Once I gain the inheritance, you’ll be the biggest contributor. On this day next year, I’ll visit your grave."
"Inheritance, you want to kill You Qingyi?"
"No, no, no, it’s the evil thief from the Red Sun Sect who killed."
"Aren’t you afraid of being known by other sect mbers?" Lou Yi said as so sect mbers were waking, eyelids fluttering.
"Afraid of what, just kill all of you." Wang Wenbai finally revealed the gold piece in his hand.
It was a token clearly forged from gold and iron.
Dense and complex lines were engraved on it, rely looking at it caused dizziness.
As he infused Spiritual Power, the golden token spun ’whirr’ in front of him.
Then shot out a dazzling beam into the air, revealing an elder’s phantom.
The elder wore a black Daoist Robe, similar in build to Wang Wenbai, his expression cold, exuding a horrifying threat stronger than the Li family ancestor, making one’s scalp tingle, spawning no resistance!
"It’s a talisman treasure!" Xie Zhiyu, being the most powerful, was the first to wake and exclaid at the elder’s phantom in the air, "I’ve heard, talisman treasures are refined by high-level cultivators with their own True Blood, sealing part of the Mana within.
Be careful, Junior Brother Lou, the talisman treasure’s attack is equivalent to a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator’s direct strike!"
In the air, the elder’s phantom looked at Lou Yi, his gaze empty, then waved his sleeve.
A semi-transparent black giant hand, dozens of feet long, suddenly appeared in the air.
Larger than Master Han Yue’s statue, it nearly covered half the underground space!
The giant hand’s joints were distinct, palm patterns clear, even the dense black lines within resembling veins, with dense smoke rolling around, a massive spectacle.
Ghost Shoulder Slap, a classic Corpse-Driving Sect magic learned in the Qi Cultivation Middle Stage.
But in the hands of a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator, it wielded earth-shattering destructive power!
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