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"A mere corpse puppet dares to be so insolent? Tell me to get out here; do you want to die?"

Qin Hao, his robes fluttering, appeared in the void like a god descending to earth.

His black hair danced lightly, his eyes shone like stars, he stood with his hands behind his back, his whole body exuding the cultivation fluctuations of the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm.

"furious!"

Upon hearing these words, the dried-up corpse man was immediately enraged.

The other party was only at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and he was also at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, yet he dared to look down on him?

You must know that before his fall, he was a powerful expert at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage.

"boom!"

The dried-up corpse man stretched out his withered arm, and a vast amount of spiritual energy surged forth, condensing into a large hand that reached out to grab Qin Hao.

"broken!"

Qin Hao summoned the Wooden Sword of Time, raised his hand and pointed, and the large hand of spiritual energy was already struck by the wooden sword.

With a "bang," the giant hand of spiritual energy shattered and vanished into dust.

"cut!"

Qin Hao made a hand seal and slashed at the dried corpse man again.

"snort!"

The mummified man looked disdainful and raised his withered hand to block the wooden sword.

In his view, his physical body had been tempered to be as hard as a magic weapon, so it was naturally able to block magic weapons from Nascent Soul stage cultivators.

"Snap!"

However, the next moment, his expression changed drastically.

That physical body, which was in no way inferior to a Nascent Soul stage magic weapon, was torn to shreds without any resistance when it came into contact with the wooden sword.

"A Nascent Soul stage magic weapon?"

The mummified man looked shocked and exclaimed repeatedly.

He never expected that he would provoke a cultivator who possessed a Nascent Soul stage magic weapon.

Putting aside the background of the other party, the fact that they possessed a Nascent Soul stage magic weapon alone was something I couldn't resist.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, the mummified man also felt a strange power eroding his body.

Although his current physical body is a corpse puppet, it will still decay.

"Is this the power of artistic conception?"

The dried-up corpse man let out a terrified roar, and his nascent soul immediately left his body.

He worried that if his nascent soul didn't leave his body, it would be eroded by the power of the intent.

"boom!"

His nascent soul had just left his body when Qin Hao's conjured energy hand grasped it.

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life!"

The nascent soul of the dried-up corpse pleaded, "I am from a fourth-level cultivation country..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Qin Hao had already sealed his nascent soul.

Let alone someone from a level four cultivation country, Qin Hao would not be afraid of anyone from a level five cultivation country.

Anyway, Qin Hao has the Chaos Pearl, so if he can't win, he can just hide.

However, this cultivator's nascent soul is also a treasure, so Qin Hao naturally wouldn't waste it.

"Whoosh!"

Not far away, seeing the dried corpse man killed by Qin Hao, the Corpse Demon fled into the distance without saying a word.

"Still trying to run?"

But before it could run very far, it was suppressed by a powerful spiritual hand.

Qin Hao led the Corpse Demon to the statue and said calmly, "Will you come out on your own, or should I ask you to?"

"Please hold your hand, senior!"

Suddenly, a vortex appeared on the statue, and a tiny figure, about a foot tall, appeared outside with Wang Lin and Ah Dai.

"Junior Wu Yu of the Corpse Yin Sect pays respects to Senior!"

The little man was completely dull and extremely weak. As soon as he appeared, he bowed respectfully.

A hundred years ago, he was forced to abandon his life and flee by the nascent soul inside the corpse puppet.

A century has passed, and his corpse puppet has grown stronger, but the person before him destroyed his physical body and sealed his nascent soul.

At his peak, he couldn't even defeat a corpse puppet; now, in his weakened state, he's even less able to fight against the person before him.

"This humble one, Wang Lin, greets senior!"

Wang Lin, who was standing to the side, also bowed in greeting.

His gaze toward Qin Hao was rather complicated.

If it weren't for the other party, he would have had to rely on Wu Yu's teleportation array to leave today.

He had no idea where the teleportation array led or whether it was dangerous.

However, this mysterious senior met him again, whether by coincidence or on purpose, no one knows.

Qin Hao looked at Wang Lin and said with a smile, "Junior Brother Wang, we meet again!"

"Do you know the senior, fellow Daoist?"

Wu Yu was taken aback.

He never expected that the person he randomly picked would have such a background.

"He's from the same school as me!"

Qin Hao chuckled and said to Wu Yu, "Hand over your soul blood, and I can return your physical body to you!"

"Yes, sir!"

Wu Yu naturally dared not resist and immediately handed over the soul blood.

After taking away the other party's soul blood, Qin Hao casually erased the sealed spirit of the corpse demon and tossed it to Wu Yu.

"Whoosh!"

Wu Yu's nascent soul flashed and disappeared into his own physical body, beginning to reclaim its place.

Soon, a Nascent Soul level aura emanated from Wu Yu.

He opened his eyes and bowed to Qin Hao again: "Thank you, senior!"

Qin Hao instructed, "I need to go to the Corpse Yin Sect anyway, take me there!"

"yes!"

Wu Yu didn't ask any further questions, pointing to the statue and inviting, "Senior, there's a teleportation array I set up here that can take you directly to the Corpse Yin Sect!"

Qin Hao nodded slightly, looked at Wang Lin, and said, "Junior Brother Wang, would you like to come along?"

Wang Lin remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "Go!"

He could tell from Qin Hao's words that he was being asked to go, so naturally he dared not refuse.

Moreover, the Yellow Spring Ascension Technique he cultivates requires high-quality Yin energy.

According to Wu Yu, the Corpse Yin Sect possesses Yin-cold energy of Earth-rank quality.

Wu Yu opened the passage leading to the interior of the statue, and with his hands forming hand seals, he cast a series of magical hand gestures.

"Boom!"

Then beams of light appeared, and the teleportation array he had inscribed was immediately activated.

The four of them stepped into the teleportation array and disappeared.

……

In the far west of the Zhao state lies a vast plain.

Because this place is shrouded in cold, damp energy year-round, and contains the Nine Earthly Qi that even Nascent Soul cultivators are reluctant to touch, few people come here.

Only a few old monsters know that this place is actually the headquarters of the Corpse Yin Sect, a demonic sect.

Beneath a vast swamp lies a series of caves.

The Corpse Yin Sect was established within this network of interconnected caves.

On this day, inside the largest cavern in the very center, the teleportation array suddenly began to flash violently.

The Corpse Yin Sect disciples guarding the area all opened their eyes.

When they saw that forty-three light rings had lit up on the formation, their expressions changed.

"A Nascent Soul stage senior has arrived! Quickly rise to greet them!"

The leader shouted, and everyone stood up and knelt on the ground.

At the same time, they respectfully called out, "We respectfully welcome our senior!"

The light on the teleportation array dissipated, and four figures appeared there.

It was Qin Hao, Wang Lin, Wu Yu, and Adai who came from the wild jungle.

Wu Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his expression arrogant, and asked, "Where is Senior Brother Ye Zizai?"

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the void not far away distorted, and streams of black energy condensed and intertwined, transforming into a human figure.

The moment the figure appeared, an immense pressure suddenly surged forth.

"We respectfully welcome the Progenitor of Night!"

The disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect bowed in worship once more.

"Junior Brother Wu Yu, you're finally back!"

A sinister voice slowly drifted from the figure's mouth: "Hmm? Where's your corpse puppet?"