Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

Just as the three were about to take action, suddenly—

"Since you are a guest, why not show yourself?"

A calm voice came from all directions.

Li Yanluo's expression changed.

The tall, thin man who used Shadow Cloak also changed his expression.

The fact that someone could see through the Shadow Cloak's concealment shows that the opponent's strength was enough to ignore the concealment of his supernatural ability.

Before the three could react, the air around them suddenly froze.

An invisible force descended from the sky, forcibly pulling them out of the shadows.

The three staggered out, and when they looked up, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

On the steps in front of the main hall, a figure in white was looking down at them.

Zuo Ruotong?!

His face was normal, and pure white Qi light flowed slowly around his body, just like his usual immortal demeanor. There was no sign of serious injury or death.

Their aura was even stronger; just standing in front of Zuo Ruotong made them feel somewhat terrified.

Zuo Ruotong looked at them, her tone calm.

“When Quanxing attacked the mountain last time, it caused heavy losses to our Sanyi Sect.”

"You still haven't given up your wicked intentions. It seems that Quanxing really thinks it has my Sanyi Sect cornered."

As she finished speaking, a murderous glint appeared in Zuo Ruotong's eyes!

His limbs transformed into white energy balls, and his entire body floated into the air.

Cold sweat beaded on Li Yanluo's forehead.

He knew Zuo Ruotong was powerful, but intelligence said that Zuo Ruotong was seriously injured and in seclusion, and even if he was still alive, his strength would be greatly reduced.

But the Zuo Ruotong in front of me is clearly stronger than the legends say!

"Let's split up!"

Li Yanluo gritted his teeth and growled.

The three of them suddenly jumped up at the same time.

The Shadow Assassin flickered and transformed back into gray mist, drifting to the left.

The old man slammed his palms on the ground, causing it to explode and fill with smoke and dust.

Li Yanluo then turned and ran wildly backward, covering several feet in a single step.

"Yan Mi, the one who bewitches the soul? Is the retired Quanxing also getting involved in this mess?"

Zuo Ruotong hovered in place.

He simply raised his right hand, which had transformed into Qi, and gently clenched it.

A scream came from the gray fog.

The gray mist twisted violently, then reformed into a human shape from within the mist.

The Shadowman was held in mid-air by an invisible Qi hand, struggling with his limbs but unable to move.

Seeing this, a resolute look flashed in the old man's eyes.

He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and then swung his hands violently!

A large amount of black smoke suddenly billowed from the ground, enveloping him and the surrounding area of ​​several feet.

"Li Yanluo, let's go!"

Do you even need to tell me!

Li Yanluo cursed inwardly and ran away without looking back.

The old man's voice came from the black smoke.

Zuo Ruotong's eyebrows twitched slightly, and her left hand pressed down lightly.

Pure white Qi light poured down like a waterfall, instantly suppressing and dispersing the black smoke.

When the smoke cleared, the old man knelt on the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, and died.

Over there, Li Yanluo had already run dozens of feet away.

He dared not look back, and used all his lightness skill to pass through the corridor on the side of the main hall and disappear into the depths of the building complex.

A faint cracking sound came from my arms!

That was a fate token they had arranged before setting off.

If someone dies, their life tablet will shatter as a warning to others.

Li Yanluo felt a chill in his heart, but he didn't stop walking.

Zuo Ruotong is terrifying; he killed Ying Dun and Yan Lao in a single encounter.

This strength is definitely greater than the legends suggest!

The Trinity Sect has not declined at all! This is a trap!

These bastards! They actually pulled this trick!

He has to escape!

As for the others?

Good luck to you!

Just as Li Yanluo burst into a side room, a stone door suddenly came into view.

The room was empty, but a stone door stood against the wall.

The stone door was half-open, and a faint, dark light emanated from within.

What's inside? A secret? Or a way out?

Without thinking twice, Li Yanluo plunged inside.

Behind the stone gate is a downward passageway, with glowing crystals inlaid on both sides.

At the end of the passageway, a strange fluctuation could be faintly heard.

Li Yanluo was overjoyed.

This should be the escape route from the Trinity Gate bunker. If we can get through here and exit from the other side, maybe we can—

He rushed out of the passageway, then froze.

Before us lay a vast underground space.

In the center of the space, countless figures floated silently in mid-air.

They wore white robes, their bodies radiating a faint white light, and stood suspended three feet off the ground.

Even more bizarrely, these people were all wearing strange clothes.

The clothes were woven from countless fine threads, which were connected to the crystals on the surrounding walls, and faint light constantly flowed into their bodies along the threads.

Hell?

Li Yanluo trembled all over.

This guy is the leader of the Xuanmen sect?!

These can't be the Trinity members who died in battle not long ago, can they?

Before Li Yanluo could even react...

The ghosts all turned their heads and looked at him.

Li Yanluo felt his hair stand on end.

He wanted to escape, but his legs wouldn't obey him.

"Who are you?"

An elderly ghost spoke, its voice ethereal and otherworldly.

"How did you get in?"

"me……"

Stuttering, Li Yanluo dug his fingertips into his flesh, finally mustering the strength to turn and run.

I had only taken two steps when I heard a whooshing sound behind me.

More than a dozen white figures rushed at the same time, their speed was unbelievable.

Li Yanluo struck out with a backhand palm, the force of which pierced through the body of a dead soul.

But the ghost was unharmed and punched him in the chest with a backhand.

As the force of the punch entered his body, Li Yanluo felt his internal organs tremble.

He staggered backward, and before he could regain his footing, seven or eight more ghosts pounced on him.

Countless attacks came from all directions, those moves that were originally nothing special.

When wielded by these spirits, it becomes even more bizarre than when performed by the living.

They have no physical form and are not bound by physical limitations; each strike can penetrate Li Yanluo's protective qi and directly affect his internal organs.

Li Yanluo let out a desperate roar and fought back with all his might.

But his attack, imbued with vital energy, had just struck the soul of a dead man.

The ghost only swayed for a moment, then quickly recovered and pounced again.

In less than ten breaths, Li Yanluo was beaten to the ground and unable to move.

His last conscious thought was seeing the dead souls gathered in a circle, looking down at him.

Chapter 244 A Secret Maneuver