Versatile Mage: Soul and Demon Dual Cultivation

"Why are you so sure?" Lingxi asked.

"We did an investigation before. At that time, the rainwater in Bo City was mixed with the Earth Holy Spring of Bo City and a substance that could make the demon beasts go berserk. This time, in the rainwater of the ancient capital, in addition to the Nine Nether Dew, we also detected a substance similar to that in the heavy rain of Bo City..." The white-clothed man slowly stated their investigation results and guesses.

Lingxi looked at the white-clothed man calmly and asked, "What's the point of knowing this? I'd rather hear how to resolve this catastrophe!"

The white-clothed man said, "The rain is probably just the first step of the Black Vatican's grand plan. The second step is to awaken the Ancient King. Once the Ancient King awakens, the inner city will turn into a pool of blood! So, if you want to solve the disaster in the ancient capital, you must first solve the source of the rainwater, and then find the Ancient King's mausoleum and find a way to keep the Ancient King asleep!"

Everyone was desperate when they heard this. The Ancient King was so terrifying. He was one of the most powerful beings in human history. It was simply a fantasy to want him to continue to fall into slumber.

"Let's not talk about the Ancient King for the time being. The immediate task is to solve the problem of the undead appearing during the day!" Despite the despair, there was still a glimmer of hope. Zhu Meng understood that the most urgent task now was to protect the ancient capital and not allow the undead to continue to erode it. If even the ancient capital no longer existed, it would no longer matter whether the Ancient King awakened or not.

Military Division Lu Xu said helplessly, "Changing the weather is not something we can do. Only a forbidden curse mage can do it!"

Everyone felt helpless when they heard this. If they had the ability to change the weather, they could solve those undead monarchs, so why would they be worried here?

The white-clothed man said, "The weather cannot be changed. We can only start with the Nine Nether Dew in the rainwater. As long as we find something that can neutralize the Nine Nether Dew and integrate it into the rainwater, we can completely solve this undead disaster! Outside the ancient capital, there have always been some villages that are not harmed by the undead. The reason for this is that their villages have a spring called Kun Well Spring. This spring water has gentle energy and can resolve the resentment of the undead!"

Zhu Meng confirmed, "Are you saying that the Kun Well Spring in Weiju Village can resolve the Nine Nether Dew?"

"Yes, Kun Well Spring can neutralize the violent and dead resentment of the Nine Nether Dew, like an acid and an alkali. Unfortunately, I have always thought that Fang Gu was a member of the Black Vatican. In order not to expose my whereabouts, I have never taken action against him. Now that the catastrophe is coming, I can no longer find his whereabouts!" The white-clothed man said.

Flying Angle Chief Instructor asked, "Can just one portion of Kun Well Spring stop such a large rain?"

The white-clothed man said, "The key to this catastrophe is the Ancient King. This portion of Kun Well Spring can neutralize the rainwater and buy us half a day. During this half day when the undead are asleep, we must find the Ancient King's mausoleum and seal it. Only then can this catastrophe be completely ended!"

Everyone looked at each other. They had no clue and could only choose to believe this person who was unwilling to reveal his identity.

The few people present were not fools. If this person's identity really had a problem, then he didn't have to come out and tell everyone this, because before he revealed this, they didn't even know the existence of the Black Vatican and the Black Vatican's plan.

However, the white-clothed man appeared in this way, obviously distrusting the people present.

He even suspected that Salan was among the people present.

After some probing, the white-clothed man said, "My people have obtained the Kun Well Spring. You wait for me here for a while, and I will bring the Kun Well Spring over!" With that, the white-clothed man walked out of the Magic Association in the bell tower.

… …

"Whirring whirring whirring…"

The heavy rain kept falling, patting the city, and the cold penetrated through the reinforced concrete into people's bones, making it unbearably cold!

"A body was found in the back alley south of the bell tower. It seems to be the mysterious man just now!" A guard mage fell from a high place and said to the crowd on the watchtower with a wet face.

"What??" Everyone was shocked and hurriedly asked the mage to lead the way.

Before long, they arrived at the back alley. Sure enough, a white-clothed man wearing the previous clothes was lying there, his body shrouded in a faint aura of curse, an empty shell.

"This… the Black Vatican is too rampant. They dare to commit murder under our noses!" Zhu Meng said angrily.

With great difficulty, someone had learned the truth and found a solution, but unexpectedly, the person died after only a few minutes.

Several high-level officials also realized that there were members of the Black Vatican present, and even Salan was among them.

Fortunately, the white-clothed man reappeared and did not really die, but used his subordinates' deaths to lure the snake out of its hole.

Chairman Han Ji understood the seriousness of the situation. For the safety of the ancient capital, he immediately placed all the people present under house arrest.

Han Ji sealed everyone's cultivation, including his own, and announced that everyone would be executed in an hour to lure the snake out of its hole!

For a time, everyone was in panic. The disaster in the ancient capital came too suddenly. Ordinary people did not know what happened, but as the news spread, everyone learned the truth.

"Damn Black Vatican, it is the Black Vatican's conspiracy that has caused our ancient capital to suffer such a catastrophe!"

"The Black Vatican must die, Salan must die, we must kill Salan!!!!!"

… …

Within the safety zone of the inner city, a great uproar was set off. Whether they were mages or ordinary people, they hated the Black Vatican and Salan to the bone.

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The members of the Black Vatican hiding in the dark were also in a state of anxiety, after all, their leader Salan was placed under house arrest by the high-level officials of the ancient capital and would be executed within an hour!

In a manor in the inner city, Grand Deacon Hu Jin and his subordinates gathered here.

"Grand Deacon Hu Jin, what should we do now!"

"Hmph, it's just a bluff. During the disaster in the ancient capital, they don't dare to let all the Super Order mages be buried with the Pope. Their real goal is us. They want to use this to coerce us into handing over a way to save the ancient capital!" Grand Deacon Hu Jin said confidently.

A blue-clothed deacon asked, "What if? What if they choose to perish together?"

Grand Deacon Hu Jin pondered for a moment and said, "The Pope must not have any mistakes. Like this… you continue to hide in the dark, I will surrender and let them release the Pope!"

However, at this moment, a bloody cut appeared on the neck of a member of the Black Vatican, and hot blood gushed out instantly, splashing down.

"Bang…"

The member of the Black Vatican covered his neck with both hands, his face full of ferocity and unwillingness, and fell to the ground in response.

"Who is it, who is there!!!!!" Grand Deacon Hu Jin shouted in surprise.