The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 995 So it was you?

In other words, the more downlines he has, the easier it is for him to advance in rank.

Unfortunately, there weren't many Nascent Soul cultivators in the lower realms, and the Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't successfully set up the setup, so he could only find so many people.

"Sigh, if I had known this would happen, I would never have agreed!"

The man made a seemingly casual remark, but Song Wanning didn't believe him at all.

If given the chance to do it all over again, the man would definitely make the same decision.

However, she admired this man. Not only could he persuade those Nascent Soul cultivators, but he could also become invisible, making it impossible for anyone to detect that he was the one in charge.

Such methods would likely have prevented her from catching him if his cultivation level hadn't been insufficient.

"What did the dead person look like?"

Song Wan asked thoughtfully, and had the man draw it out.

The person in the picture is very ordinary, with a common face, and not particularly eye-catching.

Song Wanning had no unique memory of this, so she could only leave it at that for the time being.

"Do you know what this thing means?"

She pointed to the incantation the man had given her, but couldn't understand its meaning.

"I don't know either, but I know how to read it; my master taught me!"

The man shook his head, then read it aloud to Song Wanning.

Song Wanning wrote them all down and then copied all the incantations again, hoping to find some clues from them.

She grabbed the man, pulled him up by the collar, and lifted him up.

"So, you know where the remaining Nascent Soul cultivators are?"

Since those people's luck is being given to him, it means there must be some connection between them.

The man's expression changed slightly, and his eyes darted around.

Seeing that he was still not behaving himself, Song Wanning directly summoned her Soul Blade, which frightened the man into nodding quickly.

"I know, I know!"

"But can I atone for my crime by performing good deeds?"

He looked at Song Wanning pleadingly, "I just want a way to live, and I promise I'll never do this again!"

"Give me a chance, okay? I can take you to destroy those altars!"

The man looked sincere, his eyes filled with pleading.

Song Wanning looked at him and suddenly nodded.

"Okay, as long as you lead me to the person, I can spare your life."

Now is not the time to kill him; it's best to wait until we've investigated the spell.

"Really?"

The man's eyes lit up, and he was immediately delighted.

Knowing he wouldn't die, he quickly introduced himself.

His name is Feng Zheng, and he is the patriarch of the Fengyun Sect.

Song Wanning matched the names on the list and made up her mind.

"Let's go then. Let's catch them as soon as possible so we can give you your freedom sooner."

She gestured with her lips, and Feng Zheng immediately perked up.

"Okay, I'll take you there right away!"

His smile carried a hint of flattery as he led Song Wanning out of the cave.

After Song Wanning came out, she immediately sent a message to Feng Jiuxiao.

"You want me to go back first? What about you?"

Feng Jiuxiao frowned, clearly wanting to be with Song Wanning.

"I'll stay and deal with the rest. You take the message back and have the sect leader and the others investigate thoroughly to see if they can find out who's behind this from the smallest clues!"

"I'm afraid if I linger down there too long, the other party will be eager to destroy the evidence."

Song Wanning had many worries in her mind. What if the other party realized what was going on and figured out that she had been tricked?

Then it will be even more difficult to find that person with this evidence.

Feng Jiuxiao remained silent for a moment, realizing that Song Wanning was right.

"Okay, then be careful!"

"I'll come right back to you after I go up there!"

"it is good!"

After they made their agreement, they went about their respective tasks.

Feng Jiuxiao temporarily detached from that body, and his soul returned to his own body.

The familiar feeling of power returned, and she breathed a sigh of relief. She always felt uncomfortable being attached to someone else.

She tidied up the things Song Wanning had given her, preparing to leave this evil formation as soon as possible and then seek help from the sect.

Just as I stepped off the altar, I unexpectedly saw a figure standing not far away.

The man stood with his hands behind his back, staring at her with a smile on his face.

But that smile, no matter how you looked at it, had a chilling undertone.

Feng Jiuxiao's heart skipped a beat.

"It's you?"

She stared at the man in surprise, her pupils dilating slightly.

He immediately tried to run away.

Because this person was simply beyond her ability to resist!

The figure simply chuckled softly.

"Want to run?"

"Hehehe..."

Then he attacked Feng Jiuxiao.

At that moment, Feng Jiuxiao knew he couldn't escape, so he wanted to send a message to the sect leader immediately.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not give her any chance at all and directly destroyed her communication talisman.

"you--"

Feng Jiuxiao's expression changed slightly; he was getting a little anxious.

The task assigned by Song Wanning has not yet been completed!

But the figure merely clicked its tongue.

"So, she found him all along... How dare she play me?"

A murderous intent flashed across the man's eyes, and then he attacked Feng Jiuxiao.

……

In the Cangnan Realm, Song Wanning followed Feng Zheng, searching everywhere for traces of Nascent Soul cultivators.

Because of their special connection, those cultivators could find them easily, and there was no way to escape.

No matter how shocked or pitiful their pleas for help were, Song Wanning did not plead for them.

They were all killed on the spot, with swift and decisive movements.

Feng Zheng's heart trembled as he watched, and he dared not be negligent any longer.

His gaze toward Song Wanning grew increasingly fearful.

They didn't spare any of the altars either; they were all destroyed.

It only took half a month to find these people.

Having eliminated the hidden dangers, Song Wanning prepared to return to the Immortal Realm.

Whether this world can recover or not is beyond her control, since even the Immortal Realm is struggling to survive, let alone a small Thousand World.

But without the altar, this world can last a little longer.

There might still be a chance for it to recover gradually.

However, Feng Zheng had to be dealt with.

Song Wanning led Feng Zheng to a main road and finally released the suppression of his soul.

"You go!"

As agreed, she gave Feng Zheng a way out.

Feng Zheng stared wide-eyed in disbelief. Song Wanning was actually willing to let him go?

He was actually prepared for the other party to back out.

Feng Zheng swallowed hard, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes. He bowed to Song Wanning and quickly ran off into the distance.

He kept looking back as he ran, and even now he couldn't believe that Song Wanning would let him go.

But Song Wanning just stared at him, showing no intention of stopping him.

Realizing this, Feng Zheng couldn't suppress the urge to smile.

That idiot, once I've run away, she'll never find me again.

Once she goes back, the world will still belong to him.

Hahaha! ! !
Feng Zheng wanted to laugh out loud, but after a few seconds, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Because in front of him appeared many, many cultivators.

Those cultivators were all local cultivators, and he knew many of them, including even people from his own sect.