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Ji's father suddenly stretched out his hand to block the stone hammer, preventing Ji Rushong's stone hammer from falling any further.

Ji Rushong frowned when he saw the black smoke coming out of his body. Seeing this, he pulled out the stone hammer, and then Ji's father slowly stood up.

The wounds on his body were healing visibly, and black smoke was coming out of those wounds.

Ji Rushong felt that the black smoke was somewhat familiar, as if it was exactly the same as the black smoke on the ghosts in the soul-locking formation. He seemed to suddenly think of something and turned to look in the direction of Jiang Jingmo and the others.

Mrs. Ji was fighting two people at once, and she had many wounds on her body. The black smoke coming out at this moment almost submerged her completely.

Jiang Jingmo and Ji Chuhe's faces turned a little ugly. Mrs. Ji's wounds were healing rapidly, and at this moment she was attacking the two of them like a madman.

Ghosts, red eyes, black smoke...

All the clues finally came together in Ji Rushong's mind, and he seemed to understand something all of a sudden.

"Be careful, don't let the black smoke from their bodies touch your wounds!"

Ji Rushong turned around and shouted at Jiang Jingmo and the others, then took a few steps back with the stone hammer in his hand.

Hearing this, Ji Chuhe woke up as if from a dream. He pulled Jiang Jingmo back and his eyes turned serious when he looked at Mrs. Ji.

"what happened?"

Jiang Jingmo turned around and saw the two men's slightly serious faces.

"I was wondering why this black smoke looks so familiar. The ghosts in the Soul Locking Formation are not meant to become the Eyes of Heaven..."

Ji Rushong stretched out the stone hammer and smashed it hard on his father who was about to pounce on him and attack him.

"The person who asked them to set up the Soul Locking Formation must be trying to use them to refine into Fallen Spirits."

"Fallen Soul?" Jiang Jingmo was puzzled. She had never heard of this name before.

"You are still young, so it's normal that you don't know about it. Before your strength reaches the Heavenly Spirit Realm, they won't let you know about the Fallen Spirit."

Ji Rushong swung the stone hammer in his hand with great force, and each blow hit his head accurately.

"I've always said that blood inheritance is useless after a person dies. These idiots from the Ji family have been fooled."

Ji Chuhe also nodded. She had already swallowed a healing pill, and she didn't dare to get close to Madam Ji until her wound was completely healed.

Seeing Jiang Jingmo's puzzled look, she explained to her in a low voice.

"Fallen spirits do not belong to the Xuantian Divine Realm. They should be from the upper realm. They are a kind of spirit body similar to ghosts, with red eyes and no consciousness. There is also a strange black smoke on their bodies. If they get into a person's wound, the flesh will be burned to ashes, and the soul will be infected and turned into a fallen spirit."

Madam Ji pounced towards them again, but was forced back a few steps by Jiang Jingmo's sword energy, and black smoke rose from the wound on her body.

"If there are too many of these weird things, won't they destroy the entire Xuantian Divine Realm?"

Jiang Jingmo was dealing with it with some difficulty. Now Madam Ji could only be repelled, but it seemed that she could not be subdued at all.

"Yes, so guess why all the disciples of all the sects have not reached the Heavenly Spirit Realm."

Ji Chuhe smiled, and after all her wounds healed, spiritual power appeared in her hands. Water gathered from her palms and slowly floated towards Madam Ji, enveloping her entire body.

Finally, the water turned into a huge water ball, trapping Mrs. Ji inside, and the black smoke was also blocked out by the water ball.

"Lend me your sword."

Ji Chuhe turned to look at Jiang Jingmo, and the latter handed the Jiang Chujian to her without hesitation.

"Little Junior Sister, watch out, if you want to kill a fallen spirit, you have to blow its head off with one sword."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Chuhe disappeared in front of Jiang Jingmo. The next second, the sword pierced Mrs. Ji's head without hesitation.

The water ball was instantly stained red with blood.

Ji Chuhe fell to the ground, and the water ball shattered.

Mrs. Ji fell to the ground and kept struggling. Ji Chuhe walked to her side and saw the bloody eyes under the white silk.

Ji Chuhe's eyes were somewhat complicated, and Madam Ji seemed to have regained some clarity. She made a hoarse sound from her mouth, and when Ji Chuhe leaned closer to listen, he could barely hear what she said.

"Ji...Chu...He, you killed your mother...you must not die well..."

After she finished speaking, Mrs. Ji fell silent.

Jiang Jingmo took the sword from Ji Chuhe's hand. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but look at his senior sister beside him.

But Ji Chuhe's mood was surprisingly calm. When she turned around and saw Jiang Jingmo, she even smiled at her.

"I'm fine. If I don't kill her today, she will kill me when I give birth to the next generation of Sky Peepers. We in the Ji family have never had any feelings for our parents."

“They are just tools for each other.”

After saying that, she looked towards Ji Rushong, stretched out her hand and summoned spiritual power again, and quickly wrapped Ji's father with a water ball, temporarily controlling him.

Ji Rushong put away the stone hammer and had no intention of taking further action.

"Don't kill him yet. There are some things we haven't figured out yet. He may still be useful."

Ji Chuhe nodded and reached out to help Ji Zhijie up from the ground. Because he had taken a wake-up drug, he didn't show any abnormalities at the moment, but he still looked dazed and stupid.

Ji Chuhe tidied up the messy hair on his face, and soon a handsome face was revealed, which looked very similar to Mrs. Ji.

"When Black Cat bestowed the Ji family with blood, didn't he give the Ji family anything else?"

Jiang Jingmo looked at Ji Zhijie and thought of the previous Chu family and the An family. Whether it was a cane or a dagger, they were all transformed from the black cat's tail, and they were usually the key to solving this kind of blood backlash.

What about the cat tail given to the Ji family?

"I don't know. They are on guard against me, afraid that I will betray the Ji family. They won't tell me about this."

Ji Rushong shook his head and looked at Mrs. Ji's body on the ground. A little ripple appeared in his heart, but it quickly dissipated.

"I've been away from the Ji family for a few years, so I don't know much about this."

Ji Chuhe also shook his head, but after hearing Jiang Jingmo say this, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

"Forget it. If we search his spiritual platform, we will probably know everything."

Ji Rushong pointed at his father who was floating in the air. His face had already turned red because he seemed to have drunk a lot of water.

The two nodded, and Jiang Jingmo looked at them and thought of something else.

She suddenly remembered what An Huai once said, the words left by the black cat before it disappeared, that the five major families would restrain each other.

The Chu family's bloodthirsty and violent nature needs to be pacified by the An family with their canes. So does the Ji family's situation also need the assistance of other families to change?

And now, the only family they didn't know about was the Nan family.