Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Zhang Yuanjing walked out of the main hall, followed by Yu Tianwan, who was carrying the unconscious Chen Huo.

Although it was only a temporary residence, the architecture of the courtyard was still quite impressive, far more magnificent than that of an average medium-sized sect.

Near the summit of the mountain was the main hall of the courtyard, called the Qian Yuan Hall. From the hall entrance down to the mountainside covered by the great array, there was a wide bluestone road, with hundreds of palaces and pavilions scattered on both sides in a well-organized manner. Above the houses, towering trees provided shade, and below, pebble-paved paths crisscrossed in all directions, with fragrant spiritual herbs and immortal flowers planted along the sides. Occasionally, low-level spiritual beasts appeared, displaying a peaceful atmosphere.

The two walked down the bluestone road for a hundred zhang, turned right onto a small path, and entered a large house built of black stone.

Two Foundation Establishment guards at the door hurriedly saluted when they saw Zhang Yuanjing and Yu Tianwan.

Inside, the house was divided into several iron cages, originally built for imprisoning demon beasts or enemy cultivators.

At this time, only Xiao Yousong was imprisoned.

"You weren't fooled!" Xiao Yousong said in an extremely cold voice when he saw Zhang Yuanjing. It was impossible to tell whether he was disappointed or surprised.

"Who are you, Fellow Daoist? Where do you come from? What is your purpose?" Zhang Yuanjing signaled Yu Tianwan and Tu Tianyuan, who was responsible for guarding, to step back slightly. His sharp gaze fell on Xiao Yousong's eyes, and he asked three questions in a row.

Xiao Yousong chuckled. "Why be so aggressive, Fellow Daoist? Since my plan has failed, I have no means to threaten you. As for my origins, knowing them would be of little significance to you. Of course, if you want to obtain a great opportunity, I can tell you about it."

Zhang Yuanjing smiled lightly. "Then this humble Taoist will listen attentively."

Xiao Yousong spoke leisurely and eloquently, "Do you know, Fellow Daoist, that this realm was originally a barbaric world where demon beasts roamed, exotic beasts wreaked havoc, and divine beasts resided?"

"A barbaric world?" Zhang Yuanjing's expression suddenly changed. "How did you know?"

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter how I know. You only need to know that the original inhabitants of this realm were not humans, but demon clans," Xiao Yousong laughed. "Before the ancient times, there were no humans. Myriad demons fought fiercely, and thousands of clans competed for supremacy. The realm was wide open, with unobstructed passage. The strong roamed inside and out, able to kill into the void above, conquering all directions in the vast and boundless sky, and lead groups of demons below, galloping and fighting among the magnificent mountains and rivers. Every inch of soil and every drop of water here is soaked with the blood of the demon clan. Millions of years have passed, and most traces have disappeared, but in some hidden places, you can still find clues, or even legacies left by peerless experts! Don't you want to obtain them?"

Zhang Yuanjing had already returned to his calm demeanor and asked with a smile, "That depends on what kind of opportunity it is."

"For you, the greatest opportunity is nothing more than the chance to break through to the God Transformation stage. This may be extremely difficult for you, but for those barbaric exotic beasts, it's as easy as turning over their hands!"

Zhang Yuanjing said with a smile that was not a smile, "How many years have you been buried in the deep abyss? A million? Or half a million years?"

Xiao Yousong frowned slightly, then gave a sarcastic smile. Suddenly, he collapsed to the ground as if his spine had been removed, and lost consciousness.

Tu Tianyuan took two steps forward, about to check on the person's condition. Zhang Yuanjing raised his hand. "Uncle Tu, don't touch him!"

"Yuanjing, was this person possessed by a foreign soul?" Yu Tianwan asked.

"It's hard to say! Judging from Chen Huo's condition, although the foreign soul is possessed, it can still completely detach without harming Chen Huo's soul. Not only that, but after the foreign soul detaches, it seems to still be able to control Chen Huo. This either involves extremely sophisticated mind-control techniques, or the remnant soul is of an extremely high level, mastering principles that we cannot reach," Zhang Yuanjing sighed softly. "Needless to say, that beast bone that Xiao Yousong mentioned must still contain the remnant soul's methods, but it is confident that we will seek it out."

Yu Tianwan quickly advised, "Yuanjing, the sect is about to fall into a crisis and needs your help. Since that beast bone is dangerous, it may be better to investigate it later."

Zhang Yuanjing nodded. "Uncle Yu is right, this disciple will keep it in mind."

He pointed to Xiao Yousong and Chen Huo, who was thrown aside by Yu Tianwan, and said, "These two must be dealt with to prevent future troubles. This disciple has some methods, but it's not convenient for the two uncles to see them, so please forgive me."

After the two left, he took out a heavy silver seal. Sealed within this object was a wisp of Luo Yuanhao's divided soul. Back then, in Xue Wangshen's tomb, he and Luo Yuanhao agreed that after leaving the tomb, he would find a Core Formation cultivator for his divided soul to possess, and for this, they had made a Dao oath. Over the years, capturing a Core Formation cultivator to fulfill the oath would certainly have been quite easy.

However, he had never taken action, not because he wanted to break the Dao oath, but out of caution.

Luo Yuanhao was at least a Nascent Soul cultivator, or even a God Transformation cultivator. Who knew what methods he possessed? If he rashly released him and he harbored ill intentions and suddenly attacked, he would be in danger.

Now, he was already in the Nascent Soul realm, and he also had the Yang Refining Umbrella, which was close to a magical treasure, in his hand, and he already had enough ability to protect himself.

Within the silver seal, there were several strands of dense Qi intertwined, as if binding something. This was some kind of sealing restriction.

Zhang Yuanjing threw the silver seal above Xiao Yousong's body, and drew a strand of Thick Earth power, remotely pouring it into the silver seal.

"Chi, chi chi chi!"

A series of leaking sounds rang out, and the silver seal's color quickly dimmed. In less than two breaths, cracks appeared on the surface of the silver seal, followed by a dazzling light. The light gradually gathered into a beam, and suddenly shone towards Zhang Yuanjing.

Zhang Yuanjing's expression changed slightly, and he raised his hand to condense an Earth Shield, protecting himself in front.

"Boom!"

The beam of light struck the Earth Shield and shattered in response. Most of the Earth Shield was also melted away, leaving only a thin layer.

A wisp of black smoke emerged from the silver seal and quickly disappeared into Xiao Yousong's mind.

After a moment, the unconscious Xiao Yousong showed an extremely painful expression on his face, and his body twitched from time to time. Before long, he began to groan, then shouted and screamed, grabbing his head with both hands, the veins on the back of his hands bulging, as if he couldn't wait to crush his head.

After tossing and turning for more than twenty breaths, Xiao Yousong finally stood still, but blood was constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Zhang Yuanjing used his divine sense to investigate, and the person's aura was stable, and his vitality was not weakening, but seemed to be sleeping.

Half an hour later, Xiao Yousong suddenly sat up and looked at Zhang Yuanjing vigilantly.

Zhang Yuanjing just smiled lightly, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at him without speaking.

After confronting each other for several breaths, "Xiao Yousong" asked in a very difficult voice, "Was it you who released Luo from the silver seal?"

Zhang Yuanjing nodded. "That's right. Otherwise, where would the Core Formation cultivator come from for you to possess!"

"Core Formation cultivator?" "Xiao Yousong" chuckled. "To specifically find a Core Formation cultivator controlled by a remnant soul of an exotic beast, you are quite considerate!"