143: Chapter 143 Returning

Li Changsheng knew that True Lord Xuan Yun was preparing to bestow an Opportunity upon him, so he hurriedly began to search.

Finally, near the base of the pillar, close to the ground, he found a small, one-inch square secret compartment.

Upon opening it, he found an ancient-looking storage ring inside.

"Inside this, there are my cultivation insights, a few Medicinal Pills, and a complete diagram of the Soul-Locking Array."

"Keep it; you might find it useful in the future."

Li Changsheng took the storage ring and probed it with his Divine Sense. Sure enough, he saw a pile of Jade Slips, several jade bottles, and a beast-skin scroll.

The remnant shadow of True Lord Xuan Yun continued.

"This time, the Spirit-Devouring Demon Soul has only been temporarily suppressed. To completely destroy the Demon Soul, one more thing is needed."

Li Changsheng felt a chill in his heart.

"What thing?"

"My natal Flying Sword."

The remnant shadow said.

"Back then, I used my Flying Sword in conjunction with the soul-suppressing jade wall to slay the Spirit Devourer."

"The Flying Sword was stained with the blood of the Spirit Devourer and possesses the power to restrain it."

"If you can find the Flying Sword, you can use its Sword Qi in conjunction with the soul-suppressing jade wall to completely slay the Spirit Devourer."

He paused and looked towards a fork in the road deep within the great hall.

"The Flying Sword was lost somewhere nearby; I can no longer sense its specific location."

"If you have the chance in the future, you can go look for it."

Li Changsheng nodded and carefully put away the storage ring.

After doing this, Li Changsheng took out an ordinary Medicinal Pill for replenishing blood and Qi, fed it to the unconscious Loose Cultivator Shen, and used his spiritual power to slowly melt and release the medicinal efficacy.

Before long, Loose Cultivator Shen regained consciousness.

"This is True Lord Xuan Yun."

"Back then, the Spirit Devourer caused chaos, and it was True Lord Xuan Yun who slew it and suppressed it here."

Li Changsheng introduced the remnant shadow to him.

Upon seeing the remnant shadow of True Lord Xuan Yun in the air, he hurriedly stood up and cupped his hands, saying,

"True Lord, your righteousness is admirable. This Junior, Shen Jun, is in awe."

The remnant shadow looked at him and nodded slightly.

"Shen Jun, you are not bad either."

"Although you are calculating, you have not strayed from the Righteous Path. Take care of yourself in the future."

Shen Jun bowed his head and said,

"This Junior will remember your words."

The remnant shadow of True Lord Xuan Yun grew fainter and fainter, eventually turning into specks of starlight and dissipating into the air.

Li Changsheng and Shen Jun exchanged a glance, both seeing the exhaustion in each other's eyes.

"Let's head out first."

Shen Jun said,

"It is not advisable to stay here for long."

Li Changsheng nodded and touched the Talisman Treasure that Liu Qingchen had given him for protection.

Supporting each other, they stumbled towards the outside of the hall.

When they reached the entrance of the hall, Li Changsheng looked back.

The soul-suppressing jade wall stood quietly on the stone platform. Although the black patterns on its surface had mostly faded, they had not completely disappeared.

From the cracks, a faint trace of Evil Qi still seeped out, like the final gasp of a dying person.

He withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.

However.

They did not notice that in the shadows of the great hall, a pair of eyes was staring fixedly at them.

It was the burly, fierce-looking Cultivator who had been sent flying by a punch from Li Changsheng earlier.

He had not died; he had only passed out.

Waking up at this moment, he happened to see the two of them leaving, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

He struggled to stand up, leaned against the wall, and quietly followed them.

They walked out of the Relics of True Lord Xuanyun.

Li Changsheng and Shen Jun parted ways at the entrance of the mine.

Shen Jun cupped his hands and said,

"Brother Li, I will remember the grace of saving my life today. If you have any needs in the future, you can come to Chixiao City to find me."

Li Changsheng nodded and returned the gesture with cupped hands.

Watching Shen Jun's figure disappear into the mountain forest, he finally turned around.

At the same time, he put away the hidden talisman sword he had concealed.

"A Loose Cultivator who can come here to hunt for treasure is not a kind-hearted person."

"Just now, with the remnant shadow of True Lord Xuan Yun present, he was genuinely respectful, but also carried a trace of fear."

"Now that the remnant shadow has dissipated and there is no one around, it's hard to say. One must always be on guard against others."

Li Changsheng looked at the dark cave entrance before him; it looked like a giant mouth waiting to devour people.

However, Li Changsheng did not hesitate and resolutely returned inside.

Because he remembered one thing.

The Storage Pouch of that shifty-eyed Cultivator!

And the Storage Pouch of that burly, fierce-looking Cultivator!

The situation was urgent at the time; he had only been focused on joining forces with Loose Cultivator Shen to suppress the Demon Soul, and later he was busy listening to True Lord Xuan Yun's instructions, so he had completely forgotten about this!

Although those two Cultivators were dead, there must be many good things in their Storage Pouches.

Spirit Stones, Medicinal Pills, Magical Artifacts, and perhaps even important intelligence regarding the Blood Fiend Sect!

Shen Jun, on the other hand, was quick-witted and had already collected the Storage Pouch of the Blood Fiend Sect Cultivator he had slain.

Li Changsheng patted his forehead and gave a bitter smile.

Whether it was greed or caution, he had to go back and get those two Storage Pouches.

The cave was still dark and cold, but compared to before, the thick Evil Qi had mostly dissipated.

He followed the familiar passageway, heading all the way down, passing through the ruins of the collapsed maze, and soon returned to the Soul-Suppressing Hall.

The hall was in a mess.

The demonic shadows had long since disappeared, leaving only the soul-suppressing jade wall quietly standing on the stone platform, its black surface patterns having faded even more than before.

From the cracks, a faint trace of Evil Qi still seeped out.

Li Changsheng withdrew his gaze and walked towards the place where they had fought earlier.

"That shifty-eyed Cultivator was entangled by the tentacles of the demonic shadows, drained of his essence, blood, and Divine Soul. His corpse was lying right here."

Li Changsheng quickly walked over. The shriveled corpse was still lying there, but the Storage Pouch on its body had vanished into thin air.

"Strange."

"I clearly remember he had a Storage Pouch hanging from his waist. Did I not notice earlier, and that guy Shen Jun swiped it?"

Li Changsheng shook his head, looking helpless.

He searched carefully again; there was indeed no Storage Pouch, nor any storage ring or anything that could store items.

"A wasted trip."

"Let's check the fat guy's Storage Pouch. I fought with him for so long, I'm sure he had a Storage Pouch, and Shen Jun never came over here."

"The fat guy's corpse should be over there."

Thinking this, Li Changsheng had already walked towards where the corpse of the burly, fierce-looking Cultivator was located.

However, when he reached that spot, he was stunned.

It was empty.

It was completely empty; there was nothing there.

Li Changsheng rubbed his eyes and looked around carefully again.

That's right, this was the place; he remembered it clearly.

But now, there wasn't even a hair to be found.

A chill rose from his spine.

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. He activated the perceptual power of the Evergreen Plant Truth Scripture to its fullest, carefully scanning everything around him.

Soon, he discovered something unusual.

On the ground, there were a few faint bloodstains.

The bloodstains were extremely faint; if one didn't look closely, they would be impossible to notice.

They extended from where the corpse had fallen, leading all the way into the depths of the great hall.

There were also marks on the wall.

A blurry bloody handprint was pressed onto the wall, with all five fingers clearly visible.

It was a human handprint.

Li Changsheng's pupils contracted suddenly.

"That burly, fierce-looking Cultivator didn't die!"

"He struggled to crawl up and walked away on his own!"

Alarm bells rang in Li Changsheng's heart.

"Not good!"

That burly, fierce-looking Cultivator was at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage. Although he had been heavily injured by him, if he recovered, he would definitely be a huge threat.

Moreover, he was from the Blood Fiend Sect and knew the secrets of this place. If he let him escape, the consequences would be unimaginable!

He must find him!

Li Changsheng took the Golden Core Sword Qi Jade Talisman that Liu Qingchen had given him from his robes and held it in his hand.

This was his trump card. Once he encountered danger, triggering the jade talisman would be equivalent to a full-strength strike from a Golden Core Early Stage Cultivator, which could kill a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator on the spot.

With this trump card, he felt slightly more at ease.

He closed his eyes and began to try and use the power he had just acquired.

Divine Sense.

Although his Divine Sense was still very weak, it could already leave his body to investigate.

He concentrated his mind and calmed his Qi, slowly releasing that weak Divine Sense.

Spreading out like ripples, his Divine Sense covered a range of three zhang around him.

Although the range was not large, the precision of the investigation far exceeded the perceptual power of the Evergreen Plant Truth Scripture from before.