Versatile Mage: Starting from Obtaining the Blue and White Snakes

Chapter 50 Ye Chang's Death
Just like in the original novel, Mu He brings hope!
Only by entering the ancient king's tomb and awakening the ancient king can this tide of the undead be ended. Moreover, Han Ji and the others don't have much time left!
The evil abyss has appeared at the edge of the inner city and began to devour its surroundings. Many people fell into the evil abyss.

Fortunately, they had ordered the people to migrate in advance, so most people survived.

But once the evil abyss spreads, it will be too late even if Han Ji and others wake up the ancient king, because the inner city area will have turned into purgatory by then!
Amid Mu He's arrogant expression, Han Ji gloomily asked the royal guard to take him away.

"President, what should we do?"

Chief Instructor Fei Jiao looked at Han Ji and said.

Han Ji looked at Jiang Haoxuan, "What should we do next?"

The mysterious gray-white man beside him also looked at Jiang Haoxuan.

The feeling this young man gave him was so terrible!

"The ancient king's tomb is in the Shayuan."

When Jiang Haoxuan said this, everyone including Han Ji and Zhu Meng staggered.

The legendary ancient king, a genuine thousand-year-old monarch, is the lord of the Undead Empire and controls the vast Undead army in the ancient capital.

If the ancient king revives, everyone in the ancient capital will be destroyed.

No one can escape!
"You mean, we should send people into the Shayuan?"

The mysterious gray-white man frowned, feeling a little unbelievable.

Jiang Haoxuan nodded.

"Even if a Forbidden Spell Master entered Shayuan, he would probably die. There is no chance of survival."

Han Ji's old face darkened, but looking at the frightened people behind him, he felt extremely conflicted.

"Shayuan only recognizes one kind of people, the descendants of the bloodline of Weiju Village. They can enter it."

Jiang Haoxuan revealed this key information.

"Descendants of Weiju Village?"

Han Ji looked at the mysterious gray-white man, and after the latter nodded, he immediately sent out a team of royal guards to look for him.

A few minutes later.

A team of royal mages rushed over with Mo Fan, Fang Gu, Su Xiaoluo, and Zhang Xiaohou.

After some discussion, Fang Gu and the other two expressed their willingness to join, and Mo Fan also chose to join.

"Can it be done with just the four of them?"

Zhu Meng looked at Mo Fan, whose strongest member of the team was only a high-level mage, and said hesitantly.

"Don't worry, this kid is stronger than you think."

As soon as Jiang Haoxuan said this, everyone present felt relieved.

"Okay, let me get ready."

Han Ji clasped his fists and then began to dispatch the accompanying super-class mages.

Jiang Haoxuan nodded, found an excuse to go to the bathroom and left the north city wall.

After leaving everyone's sight, Jiang Haoxuan disappeared above the clock tower.

As for why he didn't enter the Shayuan, firstly, he was not a descendant of Weiju Village, and secondly, he couldn't solve anything if he went in.

The mere mental power of a general-level warrior is tantamount to suicide when facing the residual soul of the ancient king.

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Clock Tower Magical Society.

The eve of departure.

In the bell tower hall, Elder Lingxi remained calm, unfazed by the suspicion she faced. She calmly suggested, "Is the source of the intelligence reliable? If we can't be sure which of us is the real one, should we kill them all just in case?"

After he finished speaking, the super-class female magician next to him looked unhappy.

No one wants to be a victim of the overall situation.

Han Ji stared at Ling Xi with deep eyes, laughed and said, "Yes, but there is no need to kill them all now. The source of the information cannot be revealed. I already know who Saran is."

"Ye Chang, or should I call you Ling Xi?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone stared at the female elder of the Hunter Alliance in confusion.

Another female mage narrowly escaped death and looked relieved.

Ling Xi said expressionlessly, "So you suspect I'm Saran?"

"That's right!" Han Ji was firm. He received guidance from Jiang Haoxuan. Although he didn't know how it came about, he also trusted Jiang Haoxuan because he had killed eight dead kings in a row.

Don't use people who are suspicious, don't use people!
If a true superior decides to assign a task to his subordinates, he will give them full authority and will never interfere unless an irreparable major mistake is made.

Anyway, Han Ji also had a backup plan. The suspects here were two super-class female mages. He killed one of them and temporarily imprisoned the other.

If Lingxi dies and Saran is still wreaking havoc, wouldn't it be enough to just kill the remaining one?

The method of elimination can both minimize accidental injuries and ensure that the real murderer is not missed.

Buzz!
The next moment, countless silver lines spread across the solemn floor of the bell tower hall, and a large space blockade formation suddenly covered it.

Moreover, the four walls revealed a hard and immortal luster, and no matter what magic fell on them, it could not be shaken.

The seven or eight super-class people present felt a strong restraint and suppression in their spiritual world, and the originally vast power of the sea of ​​stars completely fell.

Zhu Meng was stunned. He didn't expect Han Ji to act so decisively.

"Don't hide it, Saran. Someone told me that you might have a connection with the dark plane. You were once the wife of the Son of Parthenon. Death is not the end."

Han Ji said with murderous intent: "The space dimension here is blocked. After you die, your body and soul will also dissolve. You can't escape."

In an instant, he made a move. Frost surged all over the sky, the temperature in this area dropped instantly, the void made crackling sounds, and a faint blue light spread out layer by layer.

Ling Xi's expression was brilliant and could no longer be concealed. The dark aura in his body surged as he fought against the icy force that froze time and space.

Saran was really panicking now. She had many cards up her sleeve, including the means of resurrection, so she was not afraid of death.

Moreover, if he faked his death and escaped, he might be able to turn light into darkness, live a second life, regain the initiative, and plan big plans when others are not paying attention.

She didn't expect that Han Ji had seen through her underwear and made various targeted countermeasures.

Who is it? Saran screamed in resentment.

Rumble!
As the two fought, seeing Lingxi using many evil and forbidden techniques, everyone finally believed him and started to help.

But Han Ji is still strong as he ages, with all four elements fully cultivated to the highest level. He is invincible with his ice power.

The fierce battle ended quickly and Saran was undoubtedly defeated.

The walls and floor of the hall were covered with traces of battle, and in the center, a graceful figure of a woman was covered in thick, dark blue frost.

Before Saran's beautiful face froze completely, he said with a twisted look of resentment:
"Salang is just a name. Even if I die, a new Saran will appear. The darkness of all spirits will not die, and the Black Church will exist forever."

After saying this, she fell into eternal sleep, and her soul was extracted by a powerful being with super-level undead powers.

As soon as the soul emerged, a terrifying dark aura erupted, as if it was about to open up the dark plane and travel through dimensions.

Unfortunately, Han Ji was well prepared and the space was locked. After the outbreak period, the necromancer shattered Saran's soul.

Han Ji glanced at the body trapped in the ice coffin and the annihilated soul, and murmured, "He should be dead."

(End of this chapter)