Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

Xia Jin was pondering the meaning behind Shen Jinghan's words when she saw Shen Jinghan grin mysteriously, take half a step back, and place his right foot on the ground. A wave of earthy yellow energy directly entered the ground.

"Come out, little thing."

Soon, a scorpion the size of a washbasin crawled out of the soil.

The black scorpion crawled to Shen Jinghan's feet and gently touched his boots with its pincers, as if trying to please him. Shen Jinghan bent down, took the wooden box from Xia Jin's hand, carefully tied it to the black scorpion's back, pressed it down to make sure it was secure, and then nodded in satisfaction.

"Go, take the item back to the mountain gate and give it to Master." Shen Jinghan squatted down and gently tapped the black scorpion's carapace twice, as if giving an order.

"Remember, you must personally hand it over to Master. Do not open it on the way, do not lose it, and do not steal any food. Go!"

The black scorpion seemed to understand his words; its emerald eyes flashed, and its pincers opened and closed slightly, as if in response.

The next second, its body sank, and like a black lightning bolt, it burrowed into the ground in an instant, leaving only a slight tremor in the ground.

Xia Jin looked at Shen Jinghan's smug round face, a hint of shock flashing in her eyes.

"What's wrong? Junior brother, are you scared?" Shen Jinghan looked at Xia Jin's appearance and a hint of smugness appeared on his face.

"Senior Brother Shen, what... what was that thing just now?"

"Hehehe." Shen Jinghan raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "Junior brother, didn't you also cultivate the 'Myriad Harmonies Technique'? You should be able to see some things."

"I was just bored on weekdays, so I kept thinking and came up with a little gadget by combining an ancient puppetry technique with a Taoist spirit communication technique, and then using the unique fusion method of the 'Myriad Harmonies Technique'."

"Although it's not very powerful and not very useful in a fight, it can still do errands and other small tasks. It saves me a lot of trouble on a daily basis."

Xia Jin was secretly amazed.

"sharp!!"

"Alright, alright, stop flattering me." Shen Jinghan chuckled and patted Xia Jin's shoulder. "Let's go. If I remember correctly, there should be a few border towns near this border, none of them very large. Since the Wrathful Soul Hall has made its move in this town, I'm afraid the other border towns might not escape unscathed either!"

Xia Jin nodded, and the two sped off into the distance.

One hour later.

They stood before the gate of another border town.

The same scene came into view again.

The city gate was crooked, the doors were half destroyed, and the city was deathly silent.

Inside the city gate, countless white bones lay scattered on the ground.

A complete skeleton.

There were no signs of gnawing.

The black bloodstains had dried, taking on a dark brownish-red hue under the midday sun.

Shen Jinghan crouched down, picked up an arm bone, examined it carefully for a moment by the light, and then gently put it down. He didn't speak, but simply stood up, his eyes filled with anger.

"Let's move on to the next one."

He didn't say a word more, and Xia Jin didn't ask any more questions. The two turned and left the dead city, continuing to fly in the next direction.

The third border town.

The same scene.

White bones.

Bloodstains.

Dead silence.

There were no living people, no life.

Shen Jinghan stood in the city square, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath to suppress the surging anger in his chest.

"The Hall of Wrathful Souls." He silently repeated the name in his heart, engraving these three words into his very bones.

Xia Jin walked to his side: "Let's go, Senior Brother, to the next border town. If we can't find any survivors, we'll probably have to head to Pingyang County, where the Hall of Wrathful Souls is located!"

Shen Jinghan opened his eyes, took one last look at the dead city, and turned to leave.

The fourth border town.

When the two figures appeared outside the city gate, the scene was the same. This made both of them fall into silence.

However, just as they were about to leave,

"Wait." Shen Jinghan suddenly reached out to stop Xia Jin. He tilted his head slightly, his ears twitching. "There's a survivor!!"

Xia Jin squinted and carefully examined her surroundings, and sure enough, she also discovered that extremely faint aura.

"Come on! It's over there."

The two accelerated simultaneously and soon arrived at a mansion deep within the city.

The gate of the mansion was broken, and the plaque hanging on the lintel was broken into two pieces, with the characters on it already blurred and illegible.

Xia Jin pushed open the door, but looked ahead and saw that the faint aura was coming from the main hall.

He strode into the main hall, and with a quick glance, he spotted a figure on the ground.

He was a young man with a shocking wound on his chest. His right hand was tightly gripping a long spear, and even when he was unconscious, his hand did not loosen its grip at all.

A faint glow still lingered on the jade pendant around her neck, but it was almost invisible.

"He's still breathing. He's probably the only survivor in this border town!" Xia Jin crouched down and said with a frown.

Shen Jinghan stood aside, his gaze fixed on the man, a complex look flashing in his eyes: "To survive in that situation, this person is incredibly lucky."

"Save him first!! Let's see if this guy knows anything we want to know!" The Nine Revolutions Creation Scripture within Xia Jin's body began to slowly circulate.

A powerful life force surged from his body, flowing slowly into the young man's body through his palm.

Shen Jinghan watched from the side, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

This was the first time he had seen the life force within Xia Jin's body. This rich and pure life energy was something even he himself was ashamed of.

"This junior brother seems to have quite a few secrets on him," Shen Jinghan thought to himself.

A moment later, the young man's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Xia Jin withdrew his hand, and the flow of life energy temporarily ceased. He quietly gazed at the face of the person on the ground, waiting for him to awaken.

A few breaths later, the young man suddenly opened his eyes.