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第七百一十二章 万尸缝巨人

This young cultivator from the Garrison Academy had a stern expression. No one would have guessed that he was actually an agent of the Five Elders Association.

Moreover, he had even been involved in capturing their own agents before...

That made it all the more absurd.

After saying those words and leaving behind a [Clear Bright Mother Stone], he quickly left without drawing any attention.

Xu Bai remained calm as well, swiftly putting away the fully loaded mother stone.

Upon checking, the types and quantities of supplies indeed matched his requirements exactly.

"Considering what we've seen from the Five Elders Association, they do have some redeeming qualities. At least, they are more reliable than the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance," Xu Bai thought to himself.

Although he had gone through a series of setbacks, he finally obtained the real诱果 he needed.

However, Xu Bai still couldn't leave Tianliang Prefecture just yet.

Because the case involving Wang Qiupu was not officially closed. As the instigator, he naturally had an obligation to continue cooperating with the investigation.

But at this moment, most people's attention was focused on settling accounts with Wang Qiupu’s old faction and vying for vacant positions. He was temporarily forgotten, enjoying a bit of peace.

Meanwhile, in the vast white fog,

"What happened? When I checked yesterday, there were only five Disentanglement Discs left to be exchanged. How did it become six now?" Huafu Song suddenly cried out in surprise as the True Vessels of Puxian rushed through the fog.

Eastern Yao's expression changed dramatically: "Could we have entered another strange realm? Has time reverted to a day ago?"

Li Fan remained silent for a moment before saying, somewhat helplessly, "It seems to be affected by Wang Qiupu’s case. The four people who exchanged their Disentanglement Discs should include one related to Wang Qiupu, with the suspicion of being an agent. Such a precious treasure of the Immortal Alliance wouldn’t fall into his hands; it must have been reclaimed."

The three had just returned from the realm and restored communication with the Heavenly Xuan Mirror not long ago, so they were aware of the recent major event in the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance.

Eastern Yao and Huafu Song immediately understood.

"Brother Li is indeed quick-witted," Eastern Yao chuckled.

Huafu Song let out a sigh of relief: "I was worried that we wouldn’t be able to get our hands on the Disentanglement Disc. With one more added, it should be secure now."

The three focused their gazes on their respective Qingxuan Points.

"36,000 points."

Following previous experience, they just needed to explore one or two more realms to complete the remaining 14,000 points.

"Even in this fog, we can occasionally encounter cultivators. It seems like everyone is rushing into it. This is too absurd! Our map of explored areas is useless," Eastern Yao complained.

"Yes, Brother Li’s skills are remarkable; he can hear strange sounds from the realms amidst the white fog," Huafu Song glanced at Li Fan without drawing attention to himself.

"Speaking of which, what kind of sound did you hear, Brother Li? Could you describe it for us?" Huafu Song asked tentatively.

Li Fan sneered inwardly and was about to respond when...

"Tian..."

"Yi..."

The ghostly voice resounded in his ears again.

"This area has a realm," Li Fan, who had grown accustomed to this, did not feel alarmed. Instead, he stopped the Puxian True Vessel and concentrated on pinpointing the source of the sound.

However, it seemed different this time.

The wail of "Tianyi" grew louder, as if...

A realm was rapidly approaching!

Li Fan’s expression changed drastically. He expanded his divine sense outward to probe the surroundings.

But the white fog remained still, without a hint of disturbance.

He had no idea where the danger came from.

"Tian..."

"Yi!"

The angry and resentful voices became clearer.

Clearly, it was "Tianyi."

They were coming from all directions, as if countless ancient beasts, driven mad, were relentlessly approaching them.

Li Fan’s ears ached. He glanced at Huafu Song and Eastern Yao beside him.

Even though they seemed unaffected by the terrifying noise, he noticed that they hadn’t heard it either.

"Something seems off around us?" Eastern Yao, more alert, suddenly asked.

"Let's go!"

The sudden sense of danger intensified. Li Fan made a quick decision.

The Puxian True Vessel accelerated sharply to break through the fog.

Suddenly, an enormous hand emerged from below the white fog.

With bent fingers, it formed a cage, attempting to grab the Puxian True Vessel.

"What in the world is that?" Huafu Song’s expression changed. He screamed and threw a golden-yellow array flag at the giant hand.

The array flag exploded into yellow threads, binding the hand and causing its movements to pause slightly.

"Quickly go!"

Huafu Song shouted urgently.

Li Fan didn’t wait for him; he had already fully activated the Puxian True Vessel, fleeing in the direction they came from.

They had no intention of fighting. The sudden appearance of that terrifying hand was too shocking.

Li Fan had seen the ancient emperor’s severed palm at the bottom of the Abyss, but even that didn’t compare to what they just saw!

Because this so-called hand was actually made up of stacked and sewn-together corpses of cultivators.

In a fleeting glimpse, Li Fan could see their twisted bodies and faces, as well as the black, eerie threads connecting them!

What chilled him to the bone was that despite the lack of any life force in these corpses,

Their mouths kept opening and closing, emitting screams from hell.

"Tian!"

"Yi!"

The giant hand, temporarily trapped by Huafu Song’s [Thousand Threads Array], was suddenly replaced by another one emerging from the depths of the fog.

It roughly tore apart the yellow threads.

The three could see that it was still a massive arm made up of countless corpses, an eerie and enormous limb.

As if there was a giant corpse hidden in the fog, watching and pursuing them.

"The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance’s [Heaven-splitting Cannon] is meant to deal with this guy!" Eastern Yao shouted, his voice trembling. He gritted his teeth and punched behind him.

A black rift like a sword exploded, revealing Eastern Yao's divine technique he had learned in the Void Splitter Vortex.

But even such an attack that could tear space apart couldn’t slow down the corpse giant at all.

The bodies of the cultivators shattered under the black marks, but another one emerged from the pile and took its place.

This terrifying scene left Huafu Song and Eastern Yao trembling with fear.

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