Chapter 164 Soul-Breaking Master
Then, a powerful white spiritual energy spurted out from the cave entrance, rushed into the sky, and disappeared into the horizon.

Yin Mo's face changed slightly when he saw this. This kind of spiritual energy leakage was somewhat beyond his expectations. But in a flash, he regained his composure and sped up his casting speed.

The ground shook more violently, and a circle of dazzling yellow light appeared around the spring.

The light shrank and deformed, and the spring also shrank.

The light reached its peak, covering the entire spring, and the light was bright and dazzling.

After a moment, Yin Mo shouted softly, the light dissipated, and a fist-sized dark yellow round bead floated in the air.

A huge cave appeared under the spring, empty and the spiritual spring disappeared without a trace.

Yin Mo smiled slightly, but suddenly his expression changed and became gloomy.

He felt that the several giant ape puppets he had placed at the door were under attack. Although they had not yet been destroyed, they were clearly at a disadvantage and could be defeated at any time.

Yin Mo took out a jade box without hesitation, put the round bead in it, then turned into a green light and flew out quickly.

As soon as he flew out of the passage, he saw several black-robed monks besieging several giant ape puppets. Twenty or thirty feet away from them, a gray-robed man with a gloomy face was looking at them with confusion.

When Yin Mo appeared, all the monks were startled. The gray-clothed man stopped the attack, and several black-clothed monks hurriedly retreated to his side.

The green light stopped in mid-air. Yin Mo stared at them coldly, exuding the aura of a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator.

"Please don't misunderstand me, senior! I have no ill intentions. I just accidentally discovered the unusual movement of spiritual energy here with a few of my disciples, so I came here out of curiosity to find out what's going on."

"I am Yu Hong from the Ghost Spirit Sect, and my master is the Ghost Spirit Sect's Soul-Breaking Immortal. I have absolutely no intention of becoming an enemy of you, Senior."

The man in gray glanced at Yin Mo, was startled, and quickly showed a respectful smile with a look of fear on his face.

"Soul-Breaking Master!" Yin Mo frowned slightly, feeling that the name was somewhat familiar. After a little thought, he remembered this person.

This Soul-Breaking Master was one of the old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage of the Ghost Spirit Sect, known for his cruelty and viciousness. He was once warned by the elders of the Luoyun Sect to be more careful.

While Yin Mo was thinking, the gray-clothed man saw his expression when he heard the name of Soul-Breaking Master, and felt relieved, but still with a look of trepidation, he smiled and said:

"Senior also knows my master? Could he be an old friend of my master?"

"I am so rude. I don't know what you are doing here. If it is not important, I dare not disturb you."

"If there is anything I can help you with, please let me know. If not, I will take my leave."

Although the man in gray had a scary appearance, he spoke very smoothly, and after saying these words tentatively, he had a respectful attitude.

After all, facing an unidentified Nascent Soul cultivator, he was very nervous.

Yin Mo stared at the gray-clothed man expressionlessly, without responding to his words. He released his divine sense to scan the surroundings, confirming that there were no other cultivators within a hundred miles.

It seems that these people really came here alone without any intention. In this case...

Yin Mo felt murderous intent rising in his heart.

No matter whether he was a cultivator from Huangfeng Valley or an elder from Luoyun Sect, he had no good feelings towards the cultivators from Guiling Sect.

The young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect almost took his life, which made him feel resentful towards this sect.

Moreover, he sneaked into the Kingdom of Yue quietly and did not want to be discovered by these old monsters from the Ghost Spirit Sect, otherwise it would bring him a lot of trouble.

He didn't want to be hunted down by several Nascent Soul cultivators of the same level and driven out of the Kingdom of Yue.

Just as he was about to make a move, an old man among the black-robed monks suddenly looked at him in surprise and muttered, "Huh!" in surprise.

"Oh, you recognized me?" Yin Mo asked the old man in black indifferently with a strange light flashing in his eyes.

"No, I was wrong. How could I know you, senior?" The old man in black was frightened by Yin Mo's cold gaze and stammered in denial.

"Did you make a mistake?" Yin Mo did not clearly agree or deny it. He just stroked his chin, moved his eyes away from the old man, and glanced at the other people, as if he believed what the old man said.

The man in gray looked at the old man with a little confusion. Although he also felt strange, he was in danger at this time and could not care about anything else. He just wanted to find an opportunity to say something nice to please Yin Mo in order to escape.

However, Yin Mo did not wait for him to speak, and said slowly:
"Since you are the monks of the Ghost Spirit Sect and have discovered me, then be prepared to accept your fate. I am here to take your lives!"

After saying that, Yin Mo's expression suddenly turned gloomy. He swung his sleeves and more than ten green sword lights poured out from his sleeves.

As the sword lights came out of the sleeves, they swayed in the wind and actually split into thirty or forty beams, sweeping towards the other side.

The gray-robed monk knew something was wrong when he heard Yin Mo's voice. When he saw Yin Mo's amazing momentum, his face turned even paler.

He would not surrender, and without thinking, he turned around, and countless black air surged out, enveloping him.

Immediately afterwards, two flying forks, one gold and one silver, rushed out from the black air and transformed into giant golden and silver pythons, blocking the black air.

At the same time, the gray-robed monk desperately used his escape technique, turning into a puff of black smoke and escaping to the rear, totally disregarding the lives of the black-robed old man and others.

The monks of the Ghost Spirit Sect were horrified. Except for the old man, the others were beheaded and had no power to resist under the sweeping of the green sword light.

The old man was terrified and before he could react, Yin Mo flicked his hand and a thin black hair shot out from the sword light and instantly penetrated into the old man's body. He immediately fell to the ground unconscious.

Seeing this, Yin Mo ignored the old man and turned his gaze to the gray-robed monk who had escaped more than a hundred feet away, with a sneer on his face.

He lightly tapped, and more than a hundred green lights gathered into a huge green sword, and then shouted softly: "Go!"

The giant sword made a low humming sound, and with a swing, it turned into a ten-foot-long green rainbow light, which quickly chased after the black smoke at an incredible speed. A dazzling green light burst out.

The gray monk screamed, and both the golden and silver pythons and the black energy protection were turned into ashes by the giant sword. Even the gray monk himself was turned into a bloody rain.

Yin Mo withdrew the magic weapon without changing his expression, and his eyes fell on the unconscious old man again.

After a little thought, Yin Mo stretched out a hand without hesitation, and the old man's skinny body flew into his hand with a "swoosh", flashing green light, and the other hand pressed on the old man's head without any hesitation.

After a cup of tea, the flame in Yin Mo's hand rose, and the old man turned into a ball of ash and disappeared in the flame.

"He is actually an abandoned disciple of the Hehuan Sect." Yin Mo floated in the air with his hands behind his back, a hint of surprise on his face.

The identity of the old man in black is really complicated. He was originally a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, but because he committed a serious mistake and violated the sect rules, he was afraid of having his soul extracted and refined, so he changed his name and fled to the Guiling Sect, where he has been hiding ever since.

Yin Mo dealt with the bodies of the Ghost Spirit Sect monks, glanced in the direction of the original sect of Huangfeng Valley, and left the Taiyue Mountains.

Yin Mo didn't know that at the same time he was killing the old man in black, in a secret retreat room in the former site of the Yanyue Sect, a monk in a white robe with a strange face and a thin body was practicing with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, he frowned, sighed, groped in his arms, and took out a dull domino.

The monk in the white robe pondered over the dominoes for a moment, then narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of coldness flashing across his face.

After a moment, he stood up and walked out of the retreat.

After walking through the corridor, they came to a hall. A monk in a black robe was sitting woodenly on a stone chair, with a white light flashing in his hand. A small bronze bell appeared at some point.

There was a loud ding, and the monk in black robes shook the bell. The bell sounded deep and melodious, echoing in the hall. Then, he put away the bell and sat quietly in the chair, without saying a word.

Soon, three Jindan cultivators rushed out from the side door of the hall, two men and one woman, with solemn expressions, and stood below the old man.

"Just now, the aura of your sixth junior brother's natal tablet disappeared. It seems that something unexpected happened to him."

"Disciples of our Soul-Breaking Sect should not die inexplicably."

"Go find the murderer and bring him to me alive. I want to see for myself who he is!"

The monk in the black robe gave the order without any emotion, as if he was instructing about a trivial matter.

"Yes, sir!" The three were slightly surprised, but then responded in unison.

"I hope that the next time I see you, the murderer will have been escorted to the Immortal Prison."

The monk in the black robe, also known as the Soul-Breaking Immortal of the Ghost Spirit Sect, nodded, said no more, and left the hall.

There were only three Soul-Breaking Sect members at the Jindan stage left in the hall.

"Fifth Junior Sister, immediately send a note to the people of the Taiyue branch to see if they know anything about Sixth Junior Brother."

"If you don't know, send someone to find out the whereabouts of the murderer immediately."

"Brother Que, you have a good relationship with the masters of other branch temples. See if you can send someone to check if there are any high-level cultivators appearing in Yue Kingdom recently."

"As for the rest of us, we will each send out our best disciples to track down the last place where our Sixth Junior Brother was seen, to see if there are any clues."

"Once we get any news, the three of us will work together to capture the murderer."

"After all, the other party was able to kill Sixth Junior Brother, so his cultivation must be very high. We should be careful."

The monk in black robes thought for a moment and spoke in a firm tone.

The other two were a woman in her thirties who still had some charm, and a scholar in brocade clothes who exuded a sinister aura.

The woman smiled faintly and agreed when she heard this. The scholar in brocade clothes frowned slightly, looking a little embarrassed, and nodded reluctantly after a moment.

"Junior Brother Que, I know that your relationship with Junior Brother Six is ​​average, and even a little bit at odds with each other. But this is what Master told me personally."

"If you can't do it, you know the consequences."

The man in black clothes stared coldly at the scholar in brocade clothes, and his words revealed unquestionable pressure.

"How could I not work hard? Although my relationship with Sixth Junior Brother was average, he has passed away, and this is Master's order, so I will definitely do my best."

The scholar named Que's face changed and he forced a smile.

"I'm glad that you understand, Junior Brother. Let's take our separate actions." The man in black clothes said after a brief pause.

So, the two men and one woman left the hall and went their separate ways.

A few days later, the monks of the Ghost Spirit Sect found the place where Yin Mo killed them according to their disappearance traces. After some investigation, Yin Mo's original cave was discovered.

After learning the news, three members of the Soul-Breaking Sect personally led a group of disciples to the Taiyue Mountains.

They appeared in Yin Mo's former cave, standing beside the huge pit left by Yin Mo, looking at each other in silence.

At the same time, in another distant place.

Han Yunzhi and the woman surnamed Liu, along with several disciples of the Yuling Sect, appeared on a steep mountain range, hurriedly crossed the area and entered the territory of the Yue State.

Jingzhou is located in the northwest of Yue State. Because of its remote location, there are few cities and many villages and towns. There are mostly small hills and wastelands, and there are few people.

Because of this, Jingzhou has more bandits than other places, and has become a gathering place for martial arts figures. However, no major force has yet ruled this area.

However, this also led to the strong character of the locals, and organizations such as the escort agencies and horse gangs were in sharp contrast to the bandits.

“Is this Qingniu Town?”

Yin Mo was suspended in the sky, looking down at the small town below, with a hint of confusion on his face.

Although the town was tiny, only a few miles in size, it looked brand new compared to the town on that street in his memory.

I haven't visited Qingniu Town for more than a hundred years, but it has developed into a real city.

After a few days, Yin Mo arrived in Lanzhou. He had an idea and made a detour to Jiayuan City to take a look.

When he entered the city, he found that everything in the city had changed.

Sun Ergou and the Siping Gang have long since disappeared. Even the Five Colors Sect, which once dominated Lanzhou, ceased to exist more than a hundred years ago and was replaced by the emerging "Tianyihui".

He remembered that the Five Colors Sect and Spirit Beast Mountain had a close connection, and that Spirit Beast Mountain suddenly surrendered to the Yuling Sect before the battle with the Demonic Sect.

Now that Yue State is controlled by the Ghost Spirit Sect, the decline of the Five Colors Sect is understandable.

Yin Mo secretly wondered whether Mo Yuzhu and Ying Ning were safe back then.

Unfortunately, time has passed and despite some inquiries, no news has been received.

He could only sigh and leave in a hurry.

As for Sun Ergou, although the Sun family called him the master, Yin Mo had never asked the Sun family for anything.

On the contrary, he had given Sun Ergou a lot of benefits.

After learning the news about the Sun family, Yin Mo was only slightly disappointed and did not think too much about it.

Yin Mo left Jiayuan City, with no more worries in his heart, and headed straight to Yuanwu Country, preparing to cross Yuanwu Country and return to Luoyun Sect.

However, half a day after he left Jiayuan City, his expression suddenly changed and he stopped in the sky.

He turned his head and looked, his eyes narrowed slightly.

At the same time, a group of people two hundred miles away also stopped marching. The two women in white looked at each other with solemn expressions on their faces.

"Uncle masters, has something happened? Is there something unusual?" an old man behind him asked nervously.

"Yes. We just sensed the other party's position, but the spirit baby suddenly stopped moving and stood still. I don't know if it found our trace."

A woman in white with willow-shaped eyebrows and phoenix eyes, with a fierce expression.

"That's impossible. Even a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage can't sense such a long distance."

(End of this chapter)