C55 Ancient spell

Han Yan's parents were packing up their belongings when they heard the noise in the courtyard. Then, they stood up. The moment he stepped out of his room, he saw the black clothed man walking over. After hearing his words, Han Tianhe intentionally grabbed hold of his wife, and did not reply to his question. Instead, he asked: "Who are you people, what are you doing here?"

Hei Shi laughed coldly, approached the two of them step by step, and said: "You two just have to answer my question, don't talk so much nonsense."

Hearing the other party's unkind tone, Han Tianhe had already realized the seriousness of the situation, and said seriously: "We don't know each other, you must have found the wrong person!"

Hei Shi's expression turned cold, and the black mist surrounding her fingers condensed into a palm once again, grabbing towards Han Tianhe. Han Tianhe originally wanted to dodge, but as a mere mortal, how could he block his opponent's technique? Hei Shi's eyes flashed with an evil light. He licked his lips, and the black mist quickly spread out and entered Han Tianhe's body.

Han Tianhe's body spasmed at the same time, and spasmed even more violently than Liu Xihan's. His face was pale like a sheet of paper, and his breathing was weak.

Wang Xiujuan's face changed greatly as he suddenly threw himself in front of Hei Shi, saying in fear: "What do you want to do, my son is …"

Just as the words left his mouth, Han Tianhe suddenly shouted loudly: "Your son is dead, what rubbish are you talking about?"

A shout woke Wang Xiujuan up. She also realised she said the wrong thing and quickly changed her words: "Immortal, please let my husband go, I beg you …" As he spoke, he knelt down. The moment he knelt down, he saw the scene in the courtyard. When he saw a pile of white bones emitting a black mist, his body trembled and he fainted.

Before she could fall to the ground, Hei Shi grabbed her and said sinisterly: "Don't be anxious, you all have a share of it." A large amount of black mist emerged from his right hand and entered Wang Xiujuan's body. When the two of them started to have more and more black fog, almost to the point of draining their blood, he suddenly threw them to the ground.

After that, Hei Shi patted the storage bag on his waist and a black banner flew out and floated in the air. When the Black Banner appeared, the room was filled with a chilly wind, accompanied by the sound of wailing ghosts. Hei Shi raised his right hand and performed a technique on the Black Banner. In that moment, the Black Banner began to emit a strange red light, and started to churn about despite the absence of wind. It was extremely strange.

Hei Shi looked at the Black Banner floating in front of him, and said to the two people on the ground: "It is your fortune that you two were able to die under this old man's Soul Calling Back Streamer. This banner never collects a mortal's soul, you two are the first." As he said that, he nodded towards the Black Banner twice. Two black lights shot out from the banner towards Han Yan's parents.

As the red light entered their bodies, the light in their eyes disappeared, and their auras also disappeared. Then, two gray lights appeared above their heads, each about the size of a thumb. Other than the color, it was similar to Jiang Min's soul. Before reaching the Nascent Soul stage, the soul of a mortal was gray. The higher the cultivator's cultivation, the larger the soul. A Qi Cultivation stage disciple's soul was no different from a mortal's.

After Han Yan's parents' souls appeared, Hei Shi then cast two more techniques, the Soul Calling Back Streamer released a cold wind, the ghost aura became even stronger, a cold wind swept past, engulfing both of their souls and entering the flag. At the same time, more than ten specks of light appeared on the Spirit Summoning Plate. Other than Han Yan's parents', which were gray, the rest were all green.

Hei Shi waved his hand, and the Soul Calling Back Streamer flew into his hands. He raised his right hand and pointed at one of the grey dots on the flag. The little person was Han Tianhe. Be it his appearance or the clothes he wore, they were all the same as before his death.

Han Tianhe glared at Hei Shi and bellowed: "Even if you kill me, I won't tell you."

Hei Shi laughed and said: "I don't want to ask you anything, I just want to find your son through you."

Han Tianhe's face changed as he panicked: What are you doing?

Seeing the other party's pained look, Hei Shi was even more excited, and said: "Don't worry, I won't let you scatter your soul away, at least not until I find your son." With that, he pointed at the little person and Han Tianhe's half transparent body quickly shrank, in the blink of an eye becoming a gray light dot that was sealed within the Soul Calling Back Streamer.

Hei Shi kept the talisman and quickly walked out of the courtyard. He said to the stunned Zhu Hong: "What are you doing, have you never seen anyone die before?"

"I've seen people kill people, but I've never seen you do it like this." Zhu Hong thought like this, but said: "Have you collected the souls?"

Hei Shi nodded his head, and said: "I have taken both of them. Through their souls, I will definitely be able to find Han Yan."

Zhu Hong's face lit up, and said: "When can we start?"

Hei Shi did not answer his question. Instead, he stretched out his hand and said, "Where is the thing that I want!?"

Zhu Hong patted the storage bag at his waist and a palm-sized Blood Lingzhi appeared in his hands. He then took out many things in succession. When these things were taken out and Hei Shi looked unsatisfied, he said hurriedly: "Brother Hei Shi, you need a Thousand Year Blood Lingzhi, we can't find it right now. This is eight hundred years old, adding these things …"

Hei Shi inadvertently swept his gaze across the object floating in the air, thought for a moment, and said: "Alright! Since you took out so many Spirit Stone, I will go back and prepare for it. He agreed to wave his hand and put all of those things into the storage bag.

seven day mountain range, Fog Valley's entrance.

More than fifty rogue cultivators were wandering around with anxious expressions on their faces. Suddenly, a figure flew out. It was Li Ming. Behind him, over fifty rogue cultivators followed. Seeing that they had come out, everyone heaved a sigh of relief, and asked: "Li Ming, have you caught that brat yet?"

Li Ming sighed, and recounted what happened, and said: "That brat is very evil, he is actually not restricted by the formation, it seems like he is going to have a fortuitous encounter."

When the woman in red heard this, she stamped her feet and said unwillingly, "Are we just going to let him off like this?"

Li Ming saw through everything thoroughly, and after giving everyone a look of "don't be impatient", he analyzed, "If I'm not wrong, that place, and even the entire Mist Valley, is a place for seniors to cultivate. If that kid could get in there, there would only be two results. One, he would live, and the other, he would die. If he died, the Nine-clawed dragon cat would also die. If he didn't die, his cultivation level would have definitely risen. We don't know how long we'll have to wait for him here, and we don't even know how much his cultivation level will increase.

After everyone heard Li Ming's analysis, they all felt that it made sense and nodded their heads.

I heard that the rogue cultivators from all the other countries are going to hold a large trade fair in the State of Zhao in a month's time. Let's go and take a look together," she said.

Once he said that, everyone's eyes lit up, and looked towards Li Ming at the same time.

Li Ming nodded his head, and said: "That's fine too, after killing a lot of Demonic Beast these few years, I should go and trade for something."

As soon as the group left, an earth-shattering change happened in the Mist Valley. All of the mist quickly converged into the valley and retreated like the tide. In the time it took for half an incense stick to burn, the mist condensed on the ground full of broken stones and turned into a white cloud, disappearing into the stone wall.

At the same time, within Han Yan's cave, the jade wall released a dazzling white light, causing people to be unable to open their eyes, as a dense amount of spirit energy emitted from the jade wall. Not only was the spiritual energy pure, there was also an astonishing amount. Han Yan was sure that if he absorbed all of the spiritual energy, reaching the tenth level of the Refinement Stage would not be a problem.

Han Yan immediately sat down cross-legged at a place, took out Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal s from his chest and started cultivating.

The spirit energy emitted from the jade wall first rushed into the Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal, then turned into purer spirit energy and entered Han Yan's body. The Heavenly Dao Imperial Jade Seal seemed to be a bottomless pit, able to absorb any amount of spirit energy. This process lasted three days and three nights. Only then did he manage to absorb all of the spiritual energy.

Three days later, a crisp sound came from inside the huge cave, like the sound of porcelain breaking.

Han Yan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the jade wall. As expected, cracks appeared on the surface of the jade wall. More and more cracks appeared, growing larger and larger. Soon, the entire jade wall would shatter. If the jade wall shattered, the entire array formation would lose control of the treasure and would likely collapse. At that time, the cave mansion would collapse as well.

Han Yan suddenly stood up, just as he was about to cast Flash, and leave the place, he remembered that it was impossible to leave without Nine-clawed dragon cat. Looking around, he saw the Nine-clawed dragon cat was squatting below the stone wall, staring intently at the stone wall. With a wave of his hand, a huge wave of spirit energy swept out, wrapping around the dragon cat and arriving in front of him.

The Nine-clawed dragon cat was forcefully grabbed by Han Yan, and angrily roared, "Meow …" Following that, he pointed at the jade wall that was about to collapse.

Seeing the other party so angry, Han Yan was at a loss, but he still looked towards the jade wall. With that look, Han Yan's entire being froze in place, his hands loosened, and did not even realize that the dragon cat in his hands had dropped to the ground. When the jade wall split open, rays of golden light shot out from it and landed on the ground. On the ground, complicated words began appearing one after another. Those words were somewhat similar to the ones used now, but the writing style was rather complicated. Almost all the words were a few more strokes than the one currently used. There were also a lot of words that were no longer needed.

Han Yan had always loved to read since he was young, so he could recognize even a few unfamiliar words. His gaze swept across the Ancient Runes. Han Yan and the others widened their eyes, this was actually the method to create an Ancient Rune. However, why was there a description here? Why was there no design? Could it be that the Ancient Cultivator did not even use patterns to create runes, but only words?

The cracks on the jade wall became bigger and bigger, and the golden light became brighter and brighter. The words on the ground suddenly changed and turned into a pattern the size of an adult. Those patterns were similar to the runes now, but the drawing was more complicated. Although Han Yan did not have a good aptitude, his memory was astonishing, the things he had seen before were almost photographic, and over ten runes were recorded in his mind in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the light on the jade wall dissipated and the sounds of cracks became louder and louder.

Han Yan picked up the dragon cat on the ground that was also looking at the pattern, and with a flash, he rushed out of the cave. Just as he left the cave, he heard a rumbling sound and the entire cave collapsed. The mountain in front of him also collapsed. Han Yan touched his forehead and broke out in a cold sweat. If he had been slightly slower just now, he might have been buried inside his cave abode. Although he was a cultivator, he still couldn't withstand the incredible power generated when a mountain collapsed.

The cave collapsed and the formation disappeared at the same time. Han Yan put down the Nine-clawed dragon cat in his hands, unable to feel the restrictions of the formation. He raised his head to look at the sky and muttered, "Ancient curse." Then, he lowered his head and said to the Nine-Clawed Spirit Cat beside him, "I'm leaving. Are you coming with me, or …"