Very reasonable cultivation

Chapter 143: Ghost Cult

Feeling the multiple changes in this person, Tian Zhen's scalp tingled.

He saw seven faces, distorted and superimposed on each other's, as if frozen in a moment of agony, roaring wordlessly. These faces contained anger, sorrow, despair, and other indescribable complex emotions, intertwined together to form a horrifying picture.

Seven different changes brought seven different magical powers. They actually turned human souls into magical spells! Think of the changes in Huo Wang.

Or the kind that keeps plucking the innate Taoist body. It seems that this evil cult here uses deception and torture to obtain the soul produced by the desired innate Taoist body. When it is cultivated to maturity, it can be picked to obtain the desired innate supernatural powers.

It's a complete production chain. You're treating people like food, right? Then let you become food!

Tian Zhen directly pulled down the Nascent Soul on the man's head, allowing it to return to its original state and transform into a golden elixir. He then crushed the seven blood-red beads that were originally strung together around the Nascent Soul's neck into pieces, turning them into red light and disappearing into the air.

After shattering the coordinates that tore at his soul, Tian Zhen murmured to himself, "Visitors from another world, may you find peace in the avenue and be reborn in peace."

As a fellow alien, Tian Zhen's empathy has brought his anger towards the Ghost Cult to its peak. Coupled with the grudges with his uncle, Tian Zhen has no emotional fluctuations towards them.

The corpse of the third man in the blood-red Taoist robe was refined in an instant and turned into a puppet.

Tian Zhen also knew something about some of the evil methods. After all, during that period, there were many evil monks who came to cause trouble.

It’s not that Tian Zhen doesn’t want to crush them directly, but the magical powers obtained from the innate Taoist body are strange and changeable. In order to avoid alerting the enemy and letting these guys flee in all directions, Tian Zhen plans to use some means to sneak in and then catch them all in one fell swoop.

Huo Wang, who was controlling the puppet and using red light to control Tian Zhen's changes, went towards the place where the two Nascent Souls were.

The two were still using a spirit-suppressing formation to suppress the spirit first, and then take it back to slowly refine it. After all, the Jueyan Vine had a huge aura. The Yanyang Sect had spent nearly a thousand years just to refine it, so it wouldn't be achieved overnight.

"Third brother, why is it so fast? Could it be that the quality of the Blood Soul Orb is not good this time?" The red-clothed boss said in a voice transmission, with a hint of disappointment in his tone due to unfulfilled expectations.

Tian Zhen didn't control the third puppet to respond. The middle-aged boss in a blood-red Taoist robe continued to transmit, "It seems that releasing him into the Qiling Sect last time did have some impact. Don't worry, I'll give you the Blood Soul Orb this time. Bring that Taoist body back to me and carefully 'cultivate' it again, so that I can give birth to a better one."

There was a sinister tone in the voice transmission, as if he was calculating something.

The third puppet waved his hand, and Tian Zhen, who was in a daze, pretended to be controlled and flew to the side of the two men.

The vines in the formation let out an earth-shaking roar, and the sound waves spread out, causing the formation to flicker for a while, and then they hit the formation's barrier even more violently.

Taking advantage of the moment when the two were distracted, Tian Zhen quietly put his hand on the shoulder of the boss in red.

In the dark world, looking at the huge golden giant, after seeing clearly the current situation, the boss in the red Taoist robe decisively slapped his own crown, and suddenly several balls of light burst out and disappeared.

Tian Zhenyi frowned when he noticed the change. He grabbed the boss in the red Taoist robe tightly, and instantly came to the side of another person in a blood-red Taoist robe, and put his hand on the man's shoulder.

The man was about to start to escape, but he was no match for Tian Zhen's speed and was pinned firmly to the spot.

This person is just an existence similar to an incarnation, but this one is more advanced and can be directly used as another backup body.

At this moment, the consciousness of the boss in the red Taoist robe is in this body.

The dark world of consciousness seemed like a boundless ocean, and the red-robed leader was like a speck of dust within it. He was watched by a giant of blazing golden light, its rays searing his soul like the scorching sun. He was powerless to resist, only to realize in despair that there was no escape.

"Who exactly are you, sir? We have no grudge against each other, but why do you have to meddle in other people's business? Aren't you afraid of revenge from our Yinhun Sect?" The leader in the red Taoist robe tried to remain calm and questioned the golden giant.

"Haha~ I'm looking for your Yinhun Sect!" The golden giant transformed by Tian Zhen made a sound that shook the space. The sound was like thunder from the sky above, which shook the boss in the red Taoist robe so much that his soul seemed to be about to collapse on the spot.

The shock of his soul made the red-robed leader realize that the person before him was even more terrifying than he had imagined. He had never seen such powerful strength before. The golden giant before him not only possessed overwhelming strength, but also possessed an invisible aura that pressed down on him like a mountain, making him breathless. Since entering the Nascent Soul Stage, not even the leader of their own Ghost Cult had experienced such a strong sense of oppression.

There should be no one else who can crush a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage so easily, except for the old ghost who was suspected to be in the Spirit Transformation stage and single-handedly repelled various major forces a few years ago. It seems that the last time the transformed Taoist body was placed in the sphere of influence of the Qiling Sect, it was also noticed by this old ghost.

"You are keeping me here because you want to get some information from me. If I tell you, can you let me go?" The boss in red Taoist robe cried out in his heart, but still spoke with some hope, with a pleading tone.

The leader in the red Taoist robe kept thinking quickly in his heart who came up with this bad idea. He had to skin that person alive. Uh, it seemed that the second in command of the Qiling Sect died.

"Of course!" Tian Zhen agreed calmly, but people felt a chill rising from the bottom of their hearts.

The leader in the red Taoist robe felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave, his soul breaking out in a cold sweat. When had he ever seen such a calm and composed, yet oppressive, master? He knew that the master before him didn't take him seriously at all, and even if he told the truth, he wouldn't necessarily let him go.

However, he knew he had no way out. He could only half-truth and bite the bullet, telling the golden giant the history of their sect, where it was located, how many years it had been established, how many Nascent Soul cultivators there were, what kind of martial arts they practiced, how many disciples they had, etc. He almost revealed his own secrets.

Tian Zhen listened quietly without interrupting him, but his eyes, like the sun, became brighter and brighter.

When he had almost finished speaking, he turned his soul into nothingness like a bubble, leaving only the last scream of the red-robed boss: "No! Why!"

"Three parts true, seven parts false. This has nothing to do with personal grudges." In the real world, Tian Zhen said lightly to the monk in the blood-red Taoist robe whose eyes had become dull.

Without the human control of the formation, the big bell that served as the center of the formation gradually stopped beating and was pulled away by the huge vines that sprang out from the ground and broke through the layers of the formation.

With a sound of Duang~, the big red bell turned into a parabola and was embedded in a mountain.