One person established a clan

Chapter 58 The Ending Game is Slowly Closing
The wailing of thousands of ghosts suddenly stopped, and the silver light was like an angry dragon breaking through the abyss.

Boom——!
The torrent of sword energy pierced through the palace with overwhelming force, and the entire corridor was reduced to rubble in the silver-white glow.

The remaining soul scattered like fireflies, leaving only half of the charred umbrella floating and falling.

When the roar gradually subsided, the palace seemed to fall into deathly silence.

The remains of the old man from Huangshan burned like charcoal, leaning against the cracked ice wall, his dry lips moving:

"No, this is impossible. What is this?"

The half of the soul umbrella in his hand gradually withered and fell to the ground along with his arm.

The sound of footsteps on the snow was approaching. Old Man Huangshan was frightened and looked up tremblingly, only to meet Su Cheng's arrogant and indifferent eyes.

"That mysterious technique you just used was quite impressive."

Su Cheng said calmly, "Which side of the evil sect do you think this master belongs to?"

master?

The old man from Huangshan felt confused at this moment.

After a moment of silence, a trace of jealousy rose in his heart, and a sound like sandpaper rubbing against each other came out of his throat: "I have waited ten years for the Yingyue Spiritual Vein to be truly full, but unexpectedly, you took it away halfway. If I can succeed..."

Su Cheng didn't want to talk nonsense with him. He stepped forward and casually pressed his shoulder: "If you really have the ability, you could have taken away all the treasures in the palace ten years ago."

"ho"

The old man from Huangshan twitched his face, shaking off the charred residue: "You killed me and so many other monks from the sect died. Even if you have supernatural powers, you will die!"

"It's okay." Su Cheng's mind moved, and the remaining spiritual energy in his body was instantly drawn out.

The old man from Huangshan suddenly widened his eyes, a hint of disbelief flashing in his eyes.

But before he could open his mouth, he suddenly dropped his head and died, his body crumbling into ashes as the last trace of spiritual energy dried up.

[Absorbing Pure Spiritual Energy: Fifty Years]

"What a pity." Su Cheng brushed off the remaining ashes in his palm: "The power of that sword just now was too strong. It almost chopped this man into pieces. He couldn't even absorb the spiritual energy."

He glanced around and saw the dozen or so corpses that were blown away by the aftermath of the sword energy, and immediately dodged past them one by one.

[Absorbing Pure Spiritual Energy: 80 Years]

Su Cheng slid to a stop and glanced at the half-broken umbrella handle on the ground.

"This umbrella shouldn't be simple?"

"An evil soul-sucking weapon," Shi Xuan said quietly. "It's been tempered with resentful and foul energy for a hundred years. Any ordinary cultivator who comes into contact with it will rot. This person just used up all his cultivation to push this weapon to its limit. He's clearly trying to summon all the evil spirits and poison within the umbrella and fight you to the death."

She paused, then added, "But your sword strike was so sharp and decisive that it just happened to kill this man first."

Su Cheng's mind moved, and he picked up the broken umbrella with the tip of his sword.

As the wooden handle entered his palm, the system prompt quickly appeared -

[Soul-Capturing Umbrella, Dan-grade Spiritual Treasure (Broken)] [Evil Spiritual Energy Detected, Should It Be Absorbed?]

Su Cheng nodded silently, and soon a strange coolness flowed into his body through his fingers.

Unlike the biting cold of the full moon, this breath was very damp and sticky, making people shudder.

But after circulating the spiritual core for a while, the discomfort disappeared and turned into a warm jade flow in an instant.

Su Cheng seemed to be thinking about something, and suddenly he stretched out his hand, and the thin foul air scattered around the palace quietly gathered together.

[Absorbing evil spirit energy: Three years]

"This is a pleasant surprise." Su Cheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then he withdrew his hand with satisfaction.

Shi Xuan was stunned watching from the dark: "You can even absorb this evil spiritual energy into your body?"

"I just tried it, and it really works."

"Be careful." Shi Xuan whispered, "If you feel uncomfortable, don't do anything rash." Su Cheng smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for your concern."

He quickly looked back into the distance and waved to call Feng Sha over.

"Miss Feng"

"The old man holding the umbrella is a cultivator from the Spirit Pavilion." Feng Sha stepped forward on the snow, her red lips parting softly. "Although I know that most cultivators in the world are not kind, I didn't expect that even cultivators from the Spirit Pavilion could be so crazy."

Su Cheng asked curiously, "What kind of sect is Lingge?"

"This Ling Pavilion is a large and well-known sacred place in Dongchen. The cultivators there all possess extraordinary abilities and are praised by many forces."

She glanced at the charcoal debris scattered on the ground, her brows furrowed slightly. "This time, the secret realm in the mountains is about to open. It was this old man from Huangshan who issued a public announcement, inviting cultivators like us from all over to explore the treasures of the secret realm. But seeing that he would take away people's souls with his moves, I'm afraid it will be a murder."

Having said this, he cast a look of gratitude in his eyes: "It is also thanks to Master Su's protection. Otherwise, even if I could avoid the pursuit of the Ice Puppet, I would probably fall into this demon umbrella and be refined into one of the evil spirits."

"We have known each other for a long time, and it can be considered as fate. There is no need to be so polite."

Su Cheng pointed to several corpses in the distance and asked: "Who are those people?"

"Most of them are monks and elders from various sects." Feng Sha explained their identities one by one.

When he heard the words 'Seven Profound Sect', Su Cheng couldn't help but look strange: "You said this Xu Qifeng is the elder of the Seven Profound Sect?"

"That's right." Feng Sha nodded slightly. "Young Master, you killed those two disciples of the Seven Profound Sect. When Elder Xu heard about this, he was furious. He kept asking about your whereabouts along the way, intending to take action. Now that you have met such an end, it's a happy death."

Su Cheng looked at the extra sect spirit guides on his wrist, laughed helplessly, and threw the broken umbrella back into the system space for refining.

"Let's go out first and then talk."

The moment the three of them stepped out of the underground palace, a chill hit them like a tide.

Outside the corridor, ice puppets were lined up like a forest, obviously they were all lured here by those cultivators.

Feng Sha covered his lips and took a breath: "There are so many..."

"It's okay, let me do it." Su Cheng licked his lips that were slightly stained with ice and snow, a warm look flashed in his eyes, and Qingfeng had turned into a dragon and penetrated into the enemy camp.

"This"

Feng Sha stared at the ice crystal limbs flying in the sky, and his surprise gradually turned into a dilemma.

"Mr. Su is still so interested."

Catching a glimpse of the excited smile that flashed across his face, Feng Sha thought to himself that he must like the feeling of fighting with others.

No wonder he has such terrifying skills at such a young age.

As the last ice puppet was chopped off by the sword, Su Cheng swung the sword to shake off the frost debris, and stretched his muscles with great satisfaction.

[Absorbing the Coldness of the Full Moon: Sixty-Seven Years]

The spiritual energy that was lost just now has now been fully replenished, and even a lot of extra has been gained.

Feng Sha quickly came to his side, a gentle smile on her face: "Young Master, you have worked hard all the way. If other ice puppets appear next, I can also help deal with one or two."

"Is it really possible?"

"Sir, please don't underestimate me."

Feng Sha raised his eyebrows slightly and quickly summoned his jade-carved sword: "No matter what, my daughter also has the ability to cultivate profound mind, but she is not an ordinary person."

Su Cheng smiled and said, "Then I'll have to trouble Miss Feng."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard footsteps in the distance.

He glanced sideways and saw several figures supporting each other as they walked out of the corridor and staggered in the snow.

"Is it you?"

As their eyes met, Shen Chuan, who was covered in blood, suddenly widened his eyes. "Why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)