The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

He was captured by Lin Qiuting to tidy up the Spirit Bone and collect the spoils of war.    

In the next two days, the four of them had a short rest.    

Jiang Ling declined Eldest Prince's celebration banquet and took the jade pendant to search the city inch by inch. He wanted to find the old man's hiding place.    

It was just that the city was vast. Besides the fluctuation from the last time, there was no other movement from the jade pendant.    

This gave Jiang Ling a headache.    

"Could it be that this old man has something to do with the Yellow Spring Water?"    

He followed this line of thought and searched the wells and springs in the city, but found nothing.    

...    

Thousands of miles away.    

A purple ray of light suddenly appeared, giving off a powerful aura as it flew towards Spring Springs City like a bolt of lightning.    

Wherever it went, the violent wind carried by it tore apart the ground, revealing a huge gully. The trees and rocks were all torn apart!    

In less than a few breaths of time, it had flown to the sky above Spring Water City!    

Then, the flowing light suddenly stopped.    

Only now did the guards on the city walls see clearly that it was actually a cultivator!    

This person had chicken skin and crane hair, wore the Eight Trigrams Immortal Garment, and held a green bamboo cane in his hand, like an immortal recorded in books.    

"Nephew!!!" He looked at Wen Tian Lan, who was hanging on the city wall and displaying her power to the public, and his eyes instantly turned red!    

"Boom!" His body condensed a substance-like brilliance, and the surrounding space trembled as it continuously collapsed!    

"Late-stage Sage!" Dong Ping's expression changed drastically within the city. "You have come with ill intentions. Quickly bring Eldest Prince and leave!"    

Wen Ruofeng was able to remain calm after learning that his subordinates had reported that a powerful expert was attacking.    

When he saw the face of the person outside, his expression became ugly.    

"It's actually him!"    

It turned out that this old man's name was Zeng Xuan. He had come to the Great Qian Palace more than ten years ago and assumed the role of Imperial Advisor.    

Later on, the Empress was pregnant and gave birth to Wen Tian Lan.    

The servants in the palace said that the Second Prince looked like the Imperial Advisor, but he was all killed by the staff.    

This matter had become a taboo of the royal family.    

Two years later, Zeng Xuan returned to his sect, and this matter gradually faded away.    

"Wen Ruofeng! How dare you kill my nephew! Don't you know that I'm not someone to be trifled with when I ascend to the immortal sect!!"    

Zeng Xuan's eyes widened as he raised the bamboo cane in his hand and pointed it forward.    

The formation that originally covered the entire capital was easily broken like a thin layer of white paper, turning into fragments of light that filled the sky!    

This formation connected the four city walls and many special buildings within the city. There were also cultivators skilled in talisman suppression that could trap the Saint Stage Expert.    

Who would have thought that it would be broken so easily!    

Furthermore, it was completely destroyed. No matter how many Spirit Stone burned, it would not be able to repair it!    

"Killing my nephew, I will make your entire city pay for it!!" Zeng Xuan roared furiously. His hands quickly formed seals in front of his chest, and he muttered some incantations that were difficult to understand.    

"Five Stars Color Suppression, Illumination of Mysterious Underworld; Thousands of Gods and Saints, protect my True Spirit... Five Stars Color Suppression, Illumination of Mysterious Underworld; Thousands of Gods and Saints, protect my True Spirit... Five days of devils, perishing and perishing; wherever they are, all gods welcome them!"    

"Yellow Springs, rise!!"    

Zeng Xuan extended five fingers and made a grabbing motion.    

"Rumble!!!" Immediately, the ground below exploded, and streams of yellow and black water shot into the sky, flowing towards the city.    

Everyone's faces turned green because this was not an ordinary river!    

Looking at the half-transparent figures floating above the river, some had broken arms, some had lost arms, and some had long tongues... There were all sorts of differences.    

Then, they saw everyone, as if they had discovered something delicious, letting out sharp whistles as they desperately tried to pounce over.    

If it wasn't for the fact that they couldn't leave the river, they would probably tear everyone apart!    

"Dead souls?! This is the Yellow Spring Water!!"    

Everyone felt their hair stand on end as cold sweat continuously seeped out from their backs.    

Jiang Ling's eyes focused, and he immediately sent a sound transmission to Wong Hao, Lin Qiuting, Ho Binn and the others, "Quickly go to the mountain peak in the north."    

"You mean, there is a bald Buddha tower there that can suppress evil spirits?" Lin Qiuting asked.    

"I don't think so. Don't you see that Xuan Hui's face is as dark as the bottom of a pot?" Wong Hao said as he flew, "He doesn't have confidence even with his current condition."    

"The terrain over there is high. Let's avoid the yellow spring water first!"    

Jiang Ling had already noticed that the river water had surged and flooded many houses.    

The civilians who had fallen into the Yellow Spring did not even make a splash. In a moment, a malicious looking ghost appeared.    

Some of the civilians climbed up the trees, but the evil ghosts below rushed forward. When the evil ghosts licked the blood at the corner of their mouths and dispersed, there was not even a trace of them left.    

Of course, there were also many cultivators in the tens of millions of people in the city who were fighting with these evil ghosts.    

However, the evil spirits were numerous and powerful. With the presence of the Yellow Spring Water, it was extremely difficult to kill them, thus the cultivators suffered great losses.    

...    

On the northern mountain.    

Jiang Ling had a serious expression on his face. The opponent was a late Saint Stage warrior. If he was within an invincible range, he could easily kill him with a flip of his hand.    

However, there would be trouble here.    

Out of habit, he pressed the jade pendant on his chest and found that it was burning.    

The jade pendant covered tens of thousands of miles. At this time, more than half of it had been submerged. The yellow and black yellow spring water was surging, and countless evil spirits were wailing. The cold wind blew and froze the hearts of all the survivors.    

"Buzz!"    

Suddenly, there was a strange fluctuation. The yellow spring water was boiling, and it turned into a huge whirlpool that was tens of thousands of feet in size!    

The water surged and a strange black hole was revealed in the middle. It seemed like even the sunlight could be absorbed by it!    

"Roar! Roar!" A world-shaking roar was heard from the hole. Then, a huge figure jumped out from the hole.    

It was a thousand feet tall, and its entire body was covered in bulging muscles. There were actually three huge heads on its neck, and all of them had green faces and sharp teeth!    

The most shocking thing was that he was emitting the pressure of an early Holy Lord Stage!    

This was another evil ghost from the Yellow Springs!    

It was a monster that could easily make the Yingzhou rise and fall!    

"This...!!" Jiang Ling was a little shocked at this moment.    

"Let's run! Look at that old man running away!" Wong Hao's hands and feet trembled, and he wanted to stretch out his finger and point into the distance.    

However, under the imposing manner that was as deep as the ocean, he was not scared until his limbs went limp and fell to the ground. He was already in a very high state of mind.    

When Zeng Xuan, who had ascended to the Immortal Gate in the distance, saw this three-headed evil ghost, he had already turned into a rainbow light and fled.    

"Let's go!" Jiang Ling used one hand to hold Lin Qiuting, who was lying limply on the ground, and prepared to ride his sword to escape.    

Suddenly!    

He stopped moving again.    

Because the jade pendant on his chest flew up and flew towards the black vortex.    

Then, a thin figure flew up from the hole.    

This person had a hale and hearty face. He was dressed in a dark blue robe, and his small eyes were sparkling.    

In the eyes of ordinary people, he looked like a transcendent being.    

However, in Jiang Ling's eyes, there was a trace of a vulgar aura hidden within.    

When Jiang Ling saw this figure, his eyes turned red and the tip of his nose ached. He loosened his grip and Lin Qiuting fell to the ground with a "Pa Chi."    

"Master..."