Chapter 618: Chapter 259: The Secret of the Sutra of the Departed Soul! Another Encounter with Zhao Houcai!

The Sutra of the Departed Soul, as its name suggests, possesses unfathomable eerie power, capable of returning the departed souls of the dead to the world, and also manipulating the bodies of the deceased.

At a single thought, countless departed souls and endless corpses would flock forward, serving it as their master.

It is definitely a rare defying cultivation technique in the world.

One must know, between heaven and earth, from ancient times until now, how many people have died?

If all these souls were gathered, what an immense force that would be?

Even if not all could be gathered, just gathering a portion would still be an unfathomable force.

"This Yang Yaotian didn’t even obtain the complete Sutra of the Departed Soul; he only got part of it from a piece of bronze plate, which allowed him to connect with the Evil Dao Sect. Coincidentally, the Evil Dao Sect’s foundational cultivation technique was the Sutra of the Departed Soul; however, their Sutra of the Departed Soul was lost almost ten thousand years ago, so that expert from the Evil Dao Sect was willing to take risks to save him."

Jiang Shi said.

"I see."

Daoist Master Xuan nodded, and said, "Is that piece of bronze plate still on that wretch?"

"It’s not; he had long hidden it deep within his own sanctuary, but I know where that sanctuary is located, we will go there shortly to search."

Jiang Shi smiled, and said, "By the way, how do you plan to deal with this guy?"

He handed the soul-entranced and still dazed Yang Yaotian over to Daoist Master Xuan.

Daoist Master Xuan showed a deeply venomous expression, gripping Yang Yaotian, eerily said, "I will extract his soul and seal it within an oil lamp, letting him endure endless ages of suffering unto death!"

He said it and proceeded to do it, Daoist Master Xuan directly placed Yang Yaotian on the ground, flipped his hand to take out a set of thick and sharp silver needles, fiercely stabbed them into Yang Yaotian’s body, and then activated the secret technique, forcibly extracting Yang Yaotian’s soul from his body.

Yang Yaotian’s soul emitted a chilling scream, finally reacting from his stupefied state, showing a terrified expression, "Father-in-law, spare my life, I know I was wrong, I didn’t mean to back then, father-in-law, ah..."

A piercing scream echoed, Yang Yaotian’s soul was swiftly sealed by Daoist Master Xuan, gushing into an oil lamp, and swiftly merging with the lamp’s wick.

Daoist Master Xuan held the oil lamp, his eyes showing a hint of satisfaction, he grinned wickedly, "You wretched spawn, you also have this day, rest assured, this old man won’t let you die easily, I will come every day to listen to your wails!"

Jiang Shi couldn’t help but lightly shake his head, flicked his fingers, a powerful force burst out, instantly landed on Yang Yaotian’s body, with a pop sound, completely shattering Yang Yaotian’s body.

"Let’s go, let’s first take a look at his sanctuary!"

Jiang Shi tapped the ground with his foot, directly swept towards the distance.

It’s often said that a crafty rabbit has three burrows, indeed it isn’t false.

Yang Yaotian established not just one sanctuary here, but three.

If Jiang Shi hadn’t read Yang Yaotian’s memories, it would have been extremely difficult to find the traces of those three sanctuaries.

...

In another direction.

Deep underground.

The environment was dim.

A massive, pitch-black palace stood in this eerie space, surrounded by greenish oil flames flickering, causing the entire palace to appear extremely eerie and sinister.

Suddenly, a faint activity was heard not far away.

A blurred soul rapidly shot in from afar, as swift as lightning, flashing into the palace.

"Who’s there?"

A sudden shout came from deep within the hall, several figures sprang out from its depths, quickly blocking that eerie, indistinct soul.

"It’s me, let me see the Grand Elder!"

The soul halted, indistinct, its voice hoarse and painful, chaotically flickering, resembling a candle in the wind, seeming as if it would soon extinguish with a gust of wind.

"Elder Crown Daoist!"

Several figures were shocked, incredulous.

How could Elder Crown Daoist end up in such a state from just one outing?

"Elder Crown Daoist, quickly follow me!"

One of the figures hastily spoke, leading this soul, swiftly running towards the distance.

The indistinct soul immediately followed closely behind.

After circling several side halls, they finally entered the deepest part of this palace.

Someone had already gone to the deepest area to report.

Soon, an elderly man with white hair and beard, clad in a green robe, quickly emerged from the depths of the hall, his expression changing, looking towards the Iron Crown Daoist incredulously.

"Iron Crown, what... what happened to you?"

The elderly man with white hair and beard exclaimed in surprise.

"Grand Elder, I found clues about the Sutra of the Departed Soul, but unfortunately, the one who knew those clues was captured by someone even more terrifying. Originally, I wanted to retrieve that person from his hands, but unexpectedly his power was horrifying, easily shattering all my attacks, even my physical body was destroyed by him, I narrowly escaped with my life."

Iron Crown Daoist’s voice was despairing, hoarsely said, "I beg the Grand Elder to help me repossess a body!"

"What? You found clues about the Sutra of the Departed Soul?"

The elderly man with white hair and beard’s expression dramatically changed.

"Yes, I dare not deceive the Grand Elder."

Iron Crown Daoist nodded and said.

"Good, good, you go down first, I will shortly send your progeny, have them guard you, so you can recover your body."

The elderly man with white hair and beard quickly spoke, "Additionally, who was the one who hurt you? What are their characteristics, use the soul secret technique to convey everything to me now!"

Iron Crown Daoist immediately concentrated, gathered into a bundle, conveyed it straight into the Grand Elder’s forehead.