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Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses

Chapter 839 - 687: Virgin Body, Abyss Guardian
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Chapter 839: Chapter 687: Virgin Body, Abyss Guardian

In the arena.

The seven Undying War Puppets, each clad in golden-threaded jade clothes, floated in midair, their eyes cold and emotionless, emanating a dazzling light that chilled the heart.

Each Undying War Puppet’s power approached the limit of the current era’s Spirit Platform Cultivators, nearly reaching or even attaining the level of the Seventh Layer of the Spirit Platform.

Moreover, they feared neither the Five Elements nor Sword Soldiers, possessed extremely strong regenerative abilities, and were genuine war weapons.

Confronting them were the Life and Death Puppets, completely black, surrounded by dense black aura, crafted by the ancestors of the Xuan Yin Sect at great cost, made of precious Dao-patterned black gold, with strength not inferior to the Undying War Puppets.

As for the Master’s Natal Treasure Artifact, the thick jade disk with many perforated edges, from which piercing silver sword light frequently shot forth, posed a significant threat, its power difficult to estimate.

Beneath the Golden Core, all are ants.

Any treasure involved with Golden Core Masters must be treated with utmost caution.

Adding in Su Xinghe and Ming Du, whose strength approached the Seventh Layer of the Spirit Platform, the two forces were evenly matched.

If battle were to break out, no one could predict the outcome.

Su Xinghe’s side wanted to protect people, while Taiyi Sect’s side refused to yield, the conflict between them was irreconcilable, and the tension was mounting.

"Elder Yin, are you determined to go against us?" The white-robed Sword Cultivator from the Wuliang Sword Sect was furious.

Spiritual Essence visible to the naked eye surged into the thick jade disk from his body, the surface of the disk was crisscrossed with silver Sword Qi, ready to unleash a shocking strike at any moment.

The hook-nosed elder from Taiyi Sect, known as ’Elder Yin’, said in a sinister voice: "Fellow Daoist Shi, your Wuliang Sword Sect and Xuan Yin Sect may leave as you wish.

But members of the other sects, especially those from the Northern Domain, must undergo investigation so that all suspicions can be eliminated.

In the Immortal Alliance meeting, sect masters valued this matter greatly, strictly ordering an investigation to get results, I am acting under orders."

"Don’t use the Immortal Alliance meeting to pressure us, our two sects are also part of the Alliance Hierarch’s sect." A cultivator from the Xuan Yin Sect spoke up, "And moreover, the Immortal Tao Alliance’s alliance rules: Outsiders fend off demons, insiders uphold benevolence, the strong do not bully the weak, the powerful do not seek personal gain... Have you all forgotten?

With so many fellow Daoists watching, do you want the whole world to become a joke?"

Around them, many cultivators watched outside the True Monarch Blessed Land, observing the spectacle.

"We only want to know the truth about the death of the Daoist heirs, what’s wrong with that!" A cultivator from the Spirit Treasure Sect shouted.

"If you want to know the truth, why not ask directly here?" Su Xinghe was somewhat impatient.

"How can I know if they speak truthfully at once?" Elder Yin shook his head.

"That’s simple, why not call for an Upper Grade Truth-Seeking Mirror?" A watching cultivator from the periphery suggested.

The Truth-Seeking Mirror is a precious magic artifact capable of detecting lies, an Upper Grade Truth-Seeking Mirror is even rarer, all falsehoods beneath the Golden Core are exposed.

However, such treasures are beyond ordinary sects, but not a problem for Taiyi Sect.

"What do you think?" The white-robed Sword Cultivator asked.

He had already discussed with Su Xinghe and others, if the other party refused, they would directly start a war, unwilling to wait any longer.

"Fine, then you all wait a moment!" Elder Yin’s beady eye turned, waving someone behind him to instruct a blue-robed cultivator to go quickly and return.

There was a large Teleportation Array near Fangsu District, leading to Taiyi Sect, minimizing travel time.

After a moment of standoff, approximately an hour later, the blue-robed cultivator hurried back.

In his hand was a brightly held ancient style copper mirror, exquisitely carved, with a white flame quietly burning within.

"I will ask, you respond, everyone must answer!" Elder Yin stated the conditions.

"Agreed." Su Xinghe consented readily.

Behind Su Xinghe, Lin Xuan, Elder Gui, and others exchanged subtle glances, their expressions flickering.

But with arrows set on the string, they had no choice but to proceed.

Elder Yin first questioned Su Xinghe, lifting the copper mirror, channeling Spiritual Essence, causing the white flame within the mirror to burn more intensely.

"Do you know how Zhao Wushuang Daoist, Ningshuang Daoist, and the others died?"

As the question was posed, the flame inside the mirror flickered abruptly, seemingly reacting to the activation.

"I don’t know." Su Xinghe’s answer was extremely brief.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xuan and others felt a tightness in their chests.

The Spiritual Essence within their bodies rapidly circulated, ready to act at a moment’s notice.

In a place unseen by them.

A vast starry sky.

Within the starry sky existed countless light clusters of varying colors and sizes, some as large as stars, others akin to dust.

Everyone present had light clusters with inexplicable connections to them, the light clusters interlinked by some shining and dark threads, indicating cause and effect among them.

At this moment, an invisible hand was manipulating these threads, severing some and newly connecting unrelated ones.

Soon, a mystical wave descended, circling around these threads, then swiftly departing.

Corresponding to reality, the white flame inside the Truth-Seeking Mirror continued quietly burning without any significant change.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan, Elder Gui, Shen Ao, and others felt relieved, a smile appearing at the corners of their lips.

Elder Yin’s expression grew increasingly grim.

Unwilling to accept, he continued questioning: "Did you kill Zhao Daoist, Ningshuang Daoist?"

"I don’t even know how they died, how could it be me who killed them, unless I have amnesia?" Su Xinghe looked at Elder Yin with an expression of derision.

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