Peerless Taoist

C869 Illusory Refining Sect



C869 Illusory Refining Sect

0He saw the silhouettes of a few cultivators outside the cave where Lu Yu was in seclusion.    

    

Standing at the front were Zheng Fei and the others who were chased away by Lu Yu.    

    

"Master, that kid is inside." Zheng Fei gritted his teeth and said.    

    

He had used the Void Refining Sect's treasure hunting compass to find the treasure. He didn't expect that the treasure would be snatched away by Lu Yu midway.    

    

Furthermore, in front of so many people, it was forcefully taken away by someone of the same age. This made him lose a lot of face.    

    

Behind him, dozens of cultivators were escorting an old man in white.    

    

"There's no hurry, I'll take a look."    

    

The old man in white took out a compass and cast a spell on it.    

    

The compass trembled and the needle began to spin.    

    

Ding!    

    

In an instant, the needle of the compass pointed in the direction of Lu Yu's cave, and it was still trembling.    

    

"There is indeed a treasure here." A bright light flashed across the eyes of the old man in white.    

    

He was one of the three souls realm Ancestor of the Void Refining Sect, Soul Condensing Ancestor.    

    

The Soul Condensing Ancestor looked at Zheng Fei and said, "If it was an ordinary treasure, the Treasure Seeking Compass would not be like this. It seems like there must be an extraordinary treasure inside. Zheng Fei, you did well this time. "    

    

Zheng Fei was overjoyed, but he still pretended to be humble and said, "This disciple was also fated."    

    

"Alright, this old man wants to see who it is that dares to kill people and steal treasures in the territory of my Void Refining Sect!" The Soul Condensing Ancestor coldly snorted. He formed a seal with his fingers and struck heavily at the mountain peak.    

    

Bang!    

    

The rocks covering the cave exploded with a loud bang, and a pitch-black cave appeared in front of them.    

    

As the cave was exposed to the air, a strong pill fragrance filled the air.    

    

"What's this smell? It smells so good!"    

    

"I've seen the sect's pill refining grandmasters refine medicine before, but compared to this fragrance, it's simply not worth mentioning!"    

    

"Just by smelling it, I feel like my cultivation level is going to improve!"    

    

The cultivators of the Illusory Refining Sect were immersed in the dense pill fragrance. Some of them couldn't help but sit on the ground and meditate.    

    

A hint of joy flashed across the eyes of the Soul Condensing Ancestor.    

    

At his current level, it would be extremely difficult for him to advance another step without sufficient luck.    

    

But now, when he smelled the fragrance of the pills, he suddenly felt that the bottleneck that he had been stuck in for a long time had loosened a little.    

    

"The treasures here must be mine!" A trace of greed flashed across Ancestor's eyes.    

    

He took a step forward and prepared to charge in.    

    

But just as he was about to reach the entrance of the cave, Ancestor's expression suddenly changed.    

    

Swoosh!    

    

Ancestor reached out his hand and grabbed a disciple, blocking in front of him.    

    

"Ancestor, I..." The disciple was shocked and was about to speak when a red light suddenly flashed across his body.    

    

In an instant, the disciple's body turned into a bloody mist. Not even the soul was able to escape.    

    

The other disciples' faces changed dramatically, and they kept retreating.    

    

"Did you set up a defense mechanism outside the cave? Hehe, how dare you set up a restrictive spell in front of this old man? You're still far from being able to do that." Ancestor, who had condensed his soul, took out a gourd from his bosom.    

    

The gourd was pitch black, and there was a ghost face tattooed on its surface. It looked like it was crying and laughing, and it was a very strange sight.    

    

"Revenge for the dead, come out!" Ancestor opened the gourd and summoned his soul.    

    

In an instant, a gust of cold wind blew out from the gourd. Countless souls emerged from the gourd, letting out ear-piercing cries that were extremely horrifying.    

    

Under the control of Ancestor, these souls rushed towards the entrance of the mountain and crashed into the formation.    

    


Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.