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第二百七十二章 化雾为虫

Moon picked up her eyebrows, a charming but now slightly grim expression appearing on her face. Unsurprisingly, someone had come to visit just at this moment.

After a brief hesitation, Moon transformed into a green beam and headed towards the direction where the essence energy was flying from. Although the powerful array set by Young Master would give her an advantage in fighting here, the commotion might still affect Young Master's condensation of his golden core. Therefore, she wanted to deal with the opponent at a distance.

At the same time, about twenty miles away in the desert, a blue light stopped and dispersed, revealing a middle-aged man around thirty years old. Wearing a scholar’s robe and looking like an elegant bookworm, he easily won people's favor.

However, appearances can be deceiving. This man named Zhao Shouguang was notorious among mid-stage cultivators as the "Deadly Scholar." Although he practiced orthodox daoist techniques, his cruelty and cunning were unmatched even by cultivators of demonic arts!

Not only did he act unpredictably, but he also loved to kill for treasure.

Since making his debut, countless low-ranking cultivators had fallen victim to him. At least hundreds!

His own cultivation was no small feat either; though not yet condensing his golden core, he had reached the pinnacle of foundation establishment stage and possessed several powerful artifacts. Ordinary foundation establishment stage cultivators were nothing to him.

At this moment, Zhao Shouguang hovered in mid-air, scrutinizing the distant scene with a frown. Just moments ago, there was an obvious sign of something extraordinary—abnormal essence energy—but now it had vanished without a trace...

Could it be an illusion?

Zhao Shouguang shook his head; he hadn't been mistaken.

There were usually two reasons for such phenomena: either a treasure was about to appear, or someone was in the critical stage of condensing their golden core, causing a surge of essence energy that could trigger celestial anomalies.

With this thought, a greedy smile appeared on Zhao Shouguang's face as he licked his lips. If it were a treasure, he wouldn't miss such an opportunity.

If there was a cultivator here about to condense their golden core, it would be a great fortune for him...

Judging from the earlier anomaly, he should be at the critical stage of condensation. If successful, he wouldn’t dare provoke the other party; after all, the difference between foundation establishment and early-stage golden core was just one step in terms of rank, but the disparity in strength was immense.

But the more crucial this moment became, the harder it was to move. He could only be a pawn for others to manipulate.

This man was likely an independent cultivator; otherwise, there would be no reason for him not to condense his golden core within a sect. Running into him here, in such a desolate place, meant he had been cautious about being discovered. But still, fate had brought them together.

Zhao Shouguang's face showed a cruel smile as he imagined playing with a future high-ranking cultivator at will. It gave him an unsettling sense of satisfaction.

After all, the many cultivators who had fallen to his hands were far from reaching their golden core stage!

And if he killed this one, he could still find numerous treasures in his storage bag.

A future condensation-stage expert must be incredibly wealthy!

With these thoughts, Zhao Shouguang's blue light intensified as he prepared to fly over. Time was of the essence; even though it would take some time for the other party to condense their golden core, he couldn't afford any delay. If they emerged prematurely, he might have to flee.

Before his body could move, Zhao Shouguang suddenly frowned and stopped, looking surprised at something in front of him.

Less than half an incense stick later, a brilliant green light flew towards him, dispersing as it revealed a charming young woman.

The girl was about eighteen or nineteen years old, her beautiful face long and black hair reaching to her knees. Zhao Shouguang's expression turned to shock.

This girl had no shadow!

A ghost spirit!

But ordinary ghost spirits couldn't openly appear in the sunlight. And this girl emitted astonishing essence energy, comparable to a late-stage foundation establishment cultivator. Could it be...

Zhao Shouguang, though not a good person, was well-versed. He heard that certain special-constitution ghost spirits could also cultivate ghost techniques. Was the woman before him...

Moon was equally observing the cultivator in front of her; though her expressionless face didn't show any emotion, she inwardly groaned. She hadn’t expected his cultivation to be so profound. It seemed dealing with this opponent wouldn't be easy.

A formidable adversary!

Zhao Shouguang's expression fluctuated as Moon spoke first: "Esteemed fellow cultivator, the area ahead is forbidden by our master. Please take a detour if you pass through here."

"Detour?"

Zhao Shouguang snorted, his face showing a vicious expression. Moon was startled and quickly retreated.

A sharp blade of light passed where she had stood—a short sword artifact.

The other party actually possessed such a ghost spirit as a servant! Zhao Shouguang's shock increased, making him even more wary of the cultivator who was about to condense his golden core.

Since their intentions were clear, there was no need for further words. He wouldn't be able to afford wasting time here; originally, he wanted to catch the ghost spirit by surprise and kill it, but Moon's alertness had surpassed his expectations!

Although she dodged the other party’s ambush, Moon was still filled with fear. With a wave of her hand, an epiphany-sized jade ring appeared.

Completely translucent, emitting soft light, Zhao Shouguang narrowed his eyes without showing any contempt—exquisite spirit treasure!

Moon's abilities didn't end there; she crossed her hands and formed a peculiar mudra while reciting obscure incantations.

The sky suddenly darkened as black fog enveloped the girl’s body. The blackness moved and stretched, appearing almost alive, extremely eerie.

Zhao Shouguang was startled. He had killed hundreds of cultivators but had never faced ghost cultivators before.

Legends said that these practitioners of ghost techniques possessed astonishing abilities far beyond ordinary same-rank cultivators.

He wouldn't allow the other party to cast spells; he released his divine sense, but it was immediately blocked by black clouds, leaving him unable to see anything.

The ghost fog suddenly began changing. Countless small air masses separated from within and transformed into numerous grotesque insects, each about the size of a thumb, with extremely sharp mandibles, looking terrifying.

Buzzing above the black cloud, there were thousands of them, lifelike and not like they had been conjured by magical essence energy.

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