"Is Qingzhou Prefecture as I previously speculated?"

Quan Xiaotong gradually got a hold of the rhythm and began posing questions meticulously.

"Ninety-nine percent correct."

The Splinter Soul replied, the remaining discrepancy was insignificant.

"Are you the one behind the Righteous vs Evil war?"

Quan Xiaotong asked again.

"That’s right."

The Splinter Soul admitted quite promptly, indeed he initiated it all, awakening the Evil Path’s hidden pawns and providing them with divine monstrous creatures for a battle against the Righteous Path.

"Does your objective require the death of a large number of cultivators to be fulfilled?"

Quan Xiaotong voiced his conjecture and seeing the other party’s silence, he couldn’t help but rephrase.

"The Righteous vs Evil war and the large-scale massacre of cultivators in Dongling City serve the same purpose, right?"

The Splinter Soul remained silent, yet Quan Xiaotong already had his answer. Seemingly unrelated events had linked together in his mind.

Forces with ancient inheritances, silently manipulating the world from behind the scenes, with unknown purposes. Massacring cultivators, and perhaps more than just cultivators.

There could be no senseless slaughter; it was the same with Qingzhou Prefecture hundreds of years ago, and it’s the same with today’s Dongling Prefecture and the Righteous vs Evil war.

This is just the tip of the iceberg. The things a faction could develop or hide over thousands of years are truly vast.

The layers of mystery surrounding the Corpse Refining Lineage have not been unveiled much. They nurture divine monstrous creatures, and even army-equivalent corpse puppets that have appeared in Dongling City. They have a place specifically for cultivating hidden pawns, and they can infiltrate any sect in the Central Continent...

Quan Xiaotong looked at the Splinter Soul. This guy’s value is extraordinary. If he could unravel these matters from him, the Corpse Refining Lineage could truly come to the surface.

"What should I do with you?"

Before extracting all his value, the Splinter Soul couldn’t even think of dying.

But the problem of how to deal with this person was perplexing. He couldn’t be placed at the Fifth Tower.

Bringing a Divine Platform Realm cultivator there would not only doom the Fifth Tower but possibly overturn the Imperial Court.

But if he’s not under constant watch, nowhere seems suitable, and although this guy is crippled, the disaster he could unleash is too great.

"Actually, you need not worry so much."

The previously silent Splinter Soul suddenly raised his eyes and spoke, his tone gaining sudden confidence.

The reason for his confidence was his other Splinter Soul approaching with reinforcements.

"If I kill you all, there wouldn’t be so many troubles."

His tone grew colder and filled with killing intent, especially when his gaze turned to Han Yu.

Once he captured this brat, the first thing would be to soak him in a latrine for ten days half a month before pulling him out.

"Are you so confident because your Splinter Soul is coming to rescue you?"

Han Yu was startled, sensing the unabashed killing intent from the other party.

In such a situation, it was either with confidence, or this guy was dead set on entering the latrine.

It was unlikely he had such a strange fixation.

Ling Wuce thought the same, so his face was extremely grim. He stepped forward urgently, shouting, "Retreat quickly, enemy reinforcements are coming."

He had witnessed Divine Platform battles, and even if the enemy didn’t specifically target them, they wouldn’t survive under the collision of absolute power.

"None of you will escape."

The Splinter Soul’s laughter became even more unchecked at this moment, making his twisted face appear hideous.

Pow!

Han Yu clicked his tongue, stepped forward, and directly covered the opponent’s mouth, pressing his palm to melt his face together with fiery flames.

"Mmm..."

The Splinter Soul widened his eyes, unable to speak even if he wanted to at this moment.

"You all go first, I need to earn some more."

As Han Yu withdrew his hand, he gave him another slap, then smiled and spoke to Quan Xiaotong.

"Hurry up, don’t hesitate any longer."

Ling Wuce urged repeatedly, and only then did Quan Xiaotong wave his hand with a solemn expression. A grand team swiftly retreated into the distance.

"Withdraw if overpowered, live to fight another day."

Before leaving, Quan Xiaotong couldn’t help but glance back at Han Yu, instructing, he was betting on the potential, not on the toughness of life.

Once the three ascended into the air, they fled at an incredible speed, leaving only Han Yu and the useless Splinter Soul behind.

Approximately less than twenty breaths’ time, a massive pressure resonated from the direction of the sea.

Swoosh!

Two figures landed heavily, stomping onto the ground.

In an instant, as if an earthquake, the ground trembled uncontrollably.

Han Yu glanced up at the newcomers, seeing not only the new Splinter Soul but also a man resembling a traveling merchant.

"Is there no normal cultivator in the Corpse Refining Lineage?"

As a member of the Evil Path who couldn’t resort to taking pills deliberately avoiding good deeds, Ma Mian Qi Bai, Judge riding a flower float, the foolish black-robed one, the cowardly Splinter Soul, now this traveling merchant, what was his background?

"Is it him?"

The merchant listened to Han Yu’s mockery, his face turning cold, his gaze slightly menacing as he sized him up.

Just like everyone’s stereotypical first impression, there were no signs of cultivation, curious!

"Quite a secret indeed."

The merchant’s thoughts were deeper than the Splinter Soul’s, seeing Han Yu in a new light as having a unique cultivation path.

Such a path, apart from the conventional methods of cultivation and reaching such a level, not only confirmed its feasibility but also suggested a substantial system.

Say no more, just this alone made him a treasure trove.

The merchant wasn’t as talkative as the Splinter Soul. After confirming Han Yu’s value, he acted without saying a word.

He extended a strong, sinewy hand and simply made a gripping gesture in the air; suddenly, Han Yu’s surroundings felt as though they were tightly enclosed in an invisible cage.

Kill!

As his fists clenched, an unmatched pressure emanated from the cage, aiming to utterly crush the trapped person.

Yet Han Yu was unfazed, or rather, this force had little impact on him.

A simple straight punch, thunder and wind together.

With just a collision of two forces, the surrounding mile was flattened.

"What a formidable body!"

The merchant was impressed, intrigued, valuing him even more after a round of probing.

Hearing the compliment, Han Yu’s expression turned odd.

"Is he coveting your stout body?"

The Artifact Spirit mischievously guessed.

Han Yu’s face darkened upon hearing this, a sea of fire overrun the mile, and any man coveting him must die.

Seven or eight gigantic Cyan Dragons emerged from the sea of fire, simultaneously crushing towards the two.

"Be cautious, this kid’s domain is hardly lesser than your little heaven and earth."

The Splinter Soul hastily warned from the side, having suffered greatly under this domain before.

Initially, the merchant was indifferent until the seven or eight Cyan Dragons rolled in, their destructive aura made him go pale quickly.

This kid had hidden goods, something was hidden within the Cyan Dragons!

Indeed, among the soaring dragons, a compressed and extremely potent energy hovered on the brink of eruption.

The merchant, his expression stern, casually reached out to the bamboo basket, plucking out two dolls.

Ghostly Soul Curse!

After uttering a curse, the two dolls seemed to come alive, autonomously launching toward that fierce energy...

...

Boom!

When the massive explosion echoed, even Celestial Wave Crossing, ten miles away, could feel that dreadful vibration.

Several people standing on the deck watched the direction of the disturbance, feeling a sense of relief.

Ling Wuce, having sensed it earlier, felt slightly better. For Che Dapao, witnessing such a terrifying scene for the first time left him drenched in cold sweat, his entire body cold.

And Quan Xiaotong’s face was equally as heavy as water; though hard to believe, he had to admit, the Divine Platform Realm was invincible!

"Let’s retreat first!"

Sighing in frustration, Ling Wuce withdrew his gaze.

Even ten miles away wasn’t necessarily safe, staying any longer would leave no path for retreat.

Passing Sea Stone City, the massive body of the Wood Spirit still had not recovered, and at some point, its Spirit Body separated again.

At this moment, the White Deer transformed by the Wood Spirit was embracing Qing Wan.

This ghostly place couldn’t be stayed, it’s starting again.

The Wood Spirit reluctantly whimpered.

Upon seeing familiar figures from the ferry, the Wood Spirit hurriedly wrapped around Qing Wan and flew up in a panic.

"Oh oh oh..."

The Wood Spirit cried out pathetically upon reuniting.

At the same time, a similarly aggrieved Qing Wan echoed its sentiment.

"I don’t want to stay here anymore, I want to move..."