Fantasy: I'm in a discarded alchemy room, but I can turn trash into treasure!

Purple lightning passed through Sikong Henian's brow and entered his dantian along the meridians.

His body stiffened for a few breaths before falling straight to the ground.

The shattered golden core transformed into specks of golden light, within which were hidden a few wisps of grayish-white soul shadows.

The ghostly figures spread out along the ground, trying to burrow into the bodies of nearby clansmen.

Qin Mo could see it clearly.

Sikong Henian is not completely dead yet.

As long as a Golden Core cultivator's soul can escape, they have a chance to possess another body and be reborn.

Even a wisp of a soul may leave behind trouble.

Just as Qin Mo was about to remind him, Sikong Ji had already raised the Purple Lightning Longbow.

The bowstring vibrated, and dozens of tiny bolts of lightning fell, trapping all the ghostly figures in place.

Sikong Henian's face appeared in the lightning.

His mouth was open, as if he wanted to beg for mercy.

Sikong Ji released the bowstring expressionlessly.

The lightning suddenly tightened.

The grayish-white soul was burned into blue smoke and disappeared along with the shattered golden core.

Qin Mo moved his right hand.

This woman was ruthless.

Sikong Liechuan, who had just been lying in the ruins of the battle platform, felt his hands and feet turn cold upon seeing this scene.

Sikong Henian is a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator and also has the status of a clan elder.

Sikong Ji killed him without hesitation, leaving him no chance to possess the body.

If he falls into Sikong Ji's hands, his fate will only be worse.

Sikong Liechuan secretly crushed a magic talisman.

His body was enveloped in blood as he rushed toward the valley entrance.

On the other side, Sikong Wendao also disregarded the backlash from his dantian.

He climbed out from among the rocks, stuck a blue talisman on his arm, and turned to flee into the depths of the mountain.

The two men, one heading outward and the other inward, were clearly prepared.

Before the nearby tribespeople could react, two streaks of light had already shot out a hundred feet.

Sikong Ji raised his hand and drew his bow.

There were no lightning arrows this time.

She simply plucked the bowstring lightly into the air.

The thunderclouds that had not yet dissipated above the camp immediately began to churn.

Two bolts of purple lightning struck one after the other, hitting the two streaks of light directly.

Sikong Liechuan fell from mid-air, crashing into a stone pillar and splitting half of his body black.

Sikong Wendao was even more miserable.

The blue talisman on his body burned on the spot, and he crashed into the stone wall, with only his legs sticking out.

Sikong Ji pointed at the two people, his voice not loud.

"Drag them over here."

Several members of the Sikong clan exchanged glances.

These people were just following Sikong Liechuan's orders, activating the Nine Luminaries Thunder Prison Formation to surround and kill Qin Mo.

Now that the great formation has been destroyed and Sikong Henian is dead, they dare not hesitate any longer.

The two groups of tribesmen immediately rushed out.

Soon, Sikong Liechuan and Sikong Wendao had their meridians locked and were thrown in front of the Thunder Chamber.

All he wants now is to survive.

"They forced me into this."

Sikong Wendao said with his head down.

Sikong Liechuan turned his head and stared at him.

The people who were fighting together just a moment ago are now not even discussing anything, and Sikong Wendao has already distanced himself from the situation.

Sikong Ji did not speak, but simply held the Purple Lightning Longbow horizontally in front of him.

Upon seeing the lightning on the bowstring, Sikong Wendao spoke much faster.

Sikong Liechuan had sought him out long before Sikong Ji entered the Ancient Ruins.

Sikong Ji possesses a top-grade lightning spiritual root and has also obtained the main lightning marrow.

Once she successfully transforms into a Nascent Soul, she will be able to take over most of the clan's power upon returning to Leize.

Sikong Liechuan did not want to see this day come.

He secretly won over Sikong Henian and put Sikong Wendao in charge of the array's outer perimeter.

Their original plan was simple.

First, use the Xuan Yin He Huan Xiang to knock Qin Mo out, then take advantage of Sikong Ji's shattering of the pill to destroy the Thunder Chamber.

Once she fails to form her nascent soul, Sikong Henian will use the Breaking Formation Cone to extract the essence of the Thunder Vein.

If Sikong Ji dies, Qin Mo will also be killed.

Finally, they will pin the blame for the bewitching incense, the array-breaking cone, and the spirit-devouring evil technique on Qin Mo.

All that's needed is to publicly claim that Chu Wuming assassinated Sikong Ji in order to seize the top-grade Thunder Spirit Root.

Sikong killed Chu Wuming again under the pretext of revenge, and no one could find out the truth.

Upon hearing this, Qin Mo looked down at the white jade bottle on the ground.

No wonder these things were prepared so thoroughly.

If the Qiankun Transformation Furnace hadn't been able to absorb the bewitching incense, Sikong Liechuan's plan might have actually succeeded.

In order to save his life, Sikong Wendao revealed the details of the Nine Luminaries Thunder Prison Formation.

If they fail to destroy the Thunder Chamber, they will immediately activate the killing formation.

Sikong Henian was in charge of controlling the core of the formation, Sikong Liechuan was in charge of inciting the clansmen, and Sikong Wendao was in charge of blocking the news from the outside.

As long as Qin Mo is killed by the lightning array, they can still continue to frame him.

No one expected that Qin Mo not only withstood the lightning punishment, but also broke through with the power of the lightning, shattering the entire formation with a single punch.

Sikong Liechuan propped himself up on his charred arms and sat up.

"Utter nonsense!"

He gritted his teeth and shouted.

Sikong Wendao raised his head, his face trembling uncontrollably.

Things have come to this point, and he has no choice but to completely crush Sikong Liechuan.

Otherwise, if Sikong Liechuan survived, the first person he would kill would be him.

"You're denying it now?"

Sikong Wendao took out a jade talisman from his bosom.

Upon seeing the jade talisman, Sikong Liechuan paused for a moment.

The jade talisman was only half the size of a palm, with two thunder patterns engraved on its surface.

This is a communication jade talisman used internally by the Sikong clan; outsiders cannot replicate it.

Sikong Wendao sent a stream of true essence into it.

The jade talisman lit up, and soon Sikong Liechuan's voice came through.

After the deed was done, 30% of the Thunder Marrow beneath the Thunder Chamber was separated.

Sikong Wendao only needed to guard the eastern array eye and not allow anyone to approach.

Immediately afterwards, Sikong Wendao's reply came from the jade talisman.

He would not make a move until he obtained a bottle of Thunder Marrow.

Both of their voices were very clear.

All eyes of the surrounding clansmen were on Sikong Liechuan.

Sikong Liechuan's charred flesh twitched a few times.

He lunged at Sikong Wendao, but was pushed back to the ground by two clansmen beside him.

"You accepted the gifts, and now you want to pin all the blame on me?"

Sikong Liechuan struggled and roared.

Sikong Wendao gripped the jade talisman tightly.

"You came up with the idea, and you provided the sleeping potion. I'm just guarding the key point of the formation for you, why should I die with you?"

The two men identified each other in front of all their tribesmen.

From the incense to the array nails, from the Thunder Marrow transaction to framing Qin Mo, everything was brought to light.

Sikong Ji remained silent.

She examined the evidence on the ground and then looked at the tribesmen who had participated in forming the array.

Many people lowered their heads, afraid of being implicated.

Several others quietly retreated, trying to distance themselves from Sikong Liechuan.

Just then, Qin Mo noticed a woman in green who remained motionless in the crowd.

Her name is Sikong Wan.

She stood by his side from the moment Sikong Liechuan was brought back.

When Sikong Wendao took out the communication jade talisman, her right hand subconsciously pressed against her waist.

There was also a jade talisman hidden there.

Sikong Liechuan turned to look at her several times, but she avoided his gaze each time.

Sikong Ji followed Qin Mo's gaze.

She didn't deal with the two people on the ground, but walked step by step to Sikong Wan.

Sikong Wan took a half step back, her fingers, hidden in her sleeve, curling up incessantly.

Sikong Ji stared at her waist and raised his bow to block her retreat.

"Raise your head. What exactly is your relationship with Sikong Liechuan?"