Wrath of the Immortal

"The master of the valley...actually admitted his defeat?"

The crowd looked at each other in surprise, all of them thinking it was a bit ridiculous.

What the hell is going on?

Wei Guohao's dantian was destroyed, and he didn't seek revenge, but he pretended to be a grandson and apologized?

Where is the identity of the master of the valley? Where is the dignity of the family?

Isn't he afraid that this matter will spread and become a laughing stock for all the people of Qin?

Many people thought about it for a long time, but they couldn't figure out what the problem was.

The disciples of the Wei family, one of the eight major families in Qin, would actually be afraid of a casual cultivator with a bit of evil magic?

"What did the group of people who were chasing him just now call him? It seems to be Xiao Chen?"

Just then, someone thought of something and whispered.

This sentence was like a thunderbolt in a clear sky, and it exploded immediately.

Some of the casual cultivators suddenly realized and opened their eyes.

These people had just returned from Chu State, and they knew that the royal family of Chu State had issued a hunting order.

The person being hunted was Xiao Chen.

Not only that, they also heard that Xiao Chen killed the Chu Emperor Xiong Batian.

For a moment, these people looked at Xiao Chen with completely different eyes.

They admired and envied him, and even fantasized about becoming a great man like him.

"Get lost!!!"

Xiao Chen raised his hand, slowly put it down, and spit out a word coldly.

He did not kill Wei Guohao, not because he was afraid of him.

The main reason was that he did not want to cause trouble at this critical moment.

Wei Guohao was wearing a brocade robe, and he was definitely not an ordinary cultivator. He had a huge family behind him.

If he killed the other party in anger, he would inevitably be retaliated by his family.

At present, everything is ready, only the east wind is missing.

It is necessary to find a quiet place to refine the soul-raising flag and nourish the mother's soul.

"Banner!!!"

Xiao Chen waved his hand, put the soul-calling flag into the storage bag, and got up and left the valley.

Wei Guohao looked in the direction where Xiao Chen left, with an angry look, and ran quickly into the valley.

"Master, if you don't kill him, why do you want me to pretend to be his grandson and apologize?"

Not long after, Wei Guohao came to a cave and asked angrily.

In front of him, an old man was sitting cross-legged, who looked to be in his eighties or nineties.

The old man was white-haired, and his turbid eyes were bright and full of wisdom.

This man was Wei Guohao's master, Han Shanli, a strong man in the Jindan stage.

"Let me ask you, who is stronger, me or Yuwen Taishan?"

Han Shanli looked at Wei Guohao, not angry, and spoke slowly.

"Equally matched!"

Wei Guohao was slightly stunned. Although he didn't know why his master asked this, he answered truthfully.

"Yuwen Taishan is dead."

Han Shanli sighed, and his words were full of sympathy.

"What? Senior Taishan is dead, couldn't that kid kill him!"

Wei Guohao was shocked, and soon thought of this possibility.

On second thought, he felt it was too ridiculous.

The other party is only at the Qi Refining Stage, how could he possibly kill a Jindan Stage warrior?

Could it be that the magic he practiced was a little weird?

Or was it because the soul-calling banner contained a powerful evil force?

"When he attacked just now, he sacrificed Taishan's double axes..."

Han Shanli raised his eyebrows slightly, and stopped talking here.

He didn't point it out, and believed that Wei Guohao could understand the meaning of the words.

"My disciple was impulsive, thank you Master for your timely reminder!"

Wei Guohao bent down and clasped his fists, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

Just now, he wanted to say a few harsh words to Xiao Chen to get back at him.

He heard the Master's voice transmission, saying that the kid still had the strength to continue fighting.

Wei Guohao realized the danger and chose to pretend to be a grandson to apologize.

When he came back, he was very upset.

Now think about it, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

That kid can even kill Yuwen Taishan, but he just destroyed his Dantian.

In fact, he is still a little stronger than Yuwen Taishan.

Thinking of this, Wei Guohao suddenly became enlightened.

He bid farewell to his master and went to the family to restore the broken Dantian.

This vengeance is not unrequited.

When his cultivation is restored and his strength is improved, it will not be too late to find trouble with Xiao Chen.

As for Xiao Chen, he was holding the Qin map and flying quickly in the air.

His flight route was unpredictable, sometimes east, sometimes west.

Sometimes he flew for a long time, then returned to the original route and flew north again.

This was done to make sure if there was a tail following behind.

Three days later, Xiao Chen was sure that no one was following him, so he flew to a huge mountain range.

Qinling Mountains.

The largest mountain range in the Qin Kingdom.

The mountain range is so large that you can't see the end at a glance.

Looking down from the air, it's like a giant dragon crawling on the ground.

Xiao Chen found a valley, sacrificed his flying sword, and quickly opened up a cave.

The cave was formed, and countless formations were arranged outside the cave.

The maze array, the twelve-capital array...

Xiao Chen used all the arrays he knew.

After completing all this, Xiao Chen took out the soul-calling flag, as well as the necessary refining materials such as the soul-melting grass.

"Fire, start!"

Xiao Chen shouted, and two yellow flames appeared in his palm.

The temperature of the flame was rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, it turned orange-red.

The temperature in the fire also reached about a thousand degrees.

Xiao Chen pinched the magic formula, and the flame flew under the soul-calling flag and burned quickly.

At the same time, Xiao Chen took out the soul-nourishing liquid and the soul-melting grass, as well as the other refining materials.

These things were thrown into the flames one after another and quickly refined into liquid form.

The souls of the disciples of Jinglei Sect were also transformed into evil power under the secret method.

Then, Xiao Chen frowned and concentrated his consciousness.

He controlled the smelted liquid and merged it into the soul flag.

Refining the soul-calling flag is an extremely difficult task.

What's more, it is more difficult than climbing to the sky to forcibly refine the soul-calling flag into a soul-nourishing flag.

As long as there is a small mistake, all the previous efforts will be wasted.

Xiao Chen followed the method Yu Wenming said and tried his best to control every detail.

Time passed quickly. After an unknown period of time, the liquid finally merged into the soul-calling flag.

The aura on the soul-calling flag slowly changed, and a trace of soul-nourishing power appeared.

Just when it was about to be completed, a violent energy fluctuation came from the soul-calling flag.

This power was very strange, as if the soul flag would explode at any time.

"Not good!"

Xiao Chen's face changed drastically, and he quickly cast a series of spells.

How could he not see that Yu Wenming had tampered with the refining method?

No matter how carefully it was refined, the soul-calling banner would still explode.

If other cultivators encountered this situation, they would have to give up refining and turn around and run.

Because the power generated by the explosion was enough to kill cultivators below the Jindan stage.

Xiao Chen did not leave. He was calm and composed, and continued to cast spells.

At the same time, Xiao Chen quickly absorbed the spiritual power in the Qiankun Ding.

With a constant supply of spiritual power, Xiao Chen cast spells faster and faster.

When it reached a certain level, the spells connected into a line and went straight to the soul-calling banner.

This scene was simple to say, but extremely difficult to operate.

Even a Jindan stage strongman might not be able to do it as easily as Xiao Chen.

The reason is simple. Xiao Chen has too many spiritual roots in his body, and each spiritual root has a large amount of spiritual power.

With so much spiritual power superimposed together, its horror can be imagined.

Secondly, Xiao Chen has the help of the Qiankun Ding, so he doesn't have to worry about running out of spiritual power.

A huge amount of spiritual power surged out, quickly suppressing the energy that was about to explode.

"It's done!"

Xiao Chen stopped casting and breathed a sigh of relief.

His back was already soaked, and the spiritual power in his body was exhausted.

It can be imagined that if the spiritual power in the Qiankun Ding was less, all the work would be wasted.

"This..."

Xiao Chen looked up and looked at the soul-nourishing flag that had been transformed.

He took a look and took a breath of cold air, and the whole person was stunned.