In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path Chapter 471

Chapter 471: 215: Every Rat Has Its Path!

Mini Array Spirit’s One Soul_3 Chapter 471: 215: Every Rat Has Its Path!

Mini Array Spirit’s One Soul_3 Instantly, the surrounding cold aura receded like waves, the black shadows dancing in the stone crevices and tree hollows scattered in the wind and dissipated.

Chen Dengming vaguely heard several resentful, desperate screams.

Beyond that, there were no other impacts.

“Shallow waters gather many turtles, seems like there’s an influx of low-level wandering souls around here…”

Chen Dengming shook his head slightly, too no bother to drive away the Evil Curses lurching with his expansive, sun-like Dan Power.

While these curses possess a significant threat to cultivators practicing Qi Cultivation, they ant nothing to him now.

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Chen Dengming casually summoned the Soul Attracting Banner, allowing his companion Chu Xun to erge from the banner for so fresh air, snack on so late-night treats, and help find the Nether Spring.

Before this, he had already visited the previously explored ruins of the Yin Ghost Sect.

However, there was no trace of the Nether Spring or the Spirit Vein.

Now, following the guidance of the Mini Array Spirit, he found himself in the rear mountains behind the ruins, where the aura of the dead was denser.

This piqued his interest.

Half an hour slipped by.

As the deepest part of the night drew near, the cold moon hung high above the tree branches, causing them to howl under the gusting wind.

A shrill scream abruptly echoed from within the depth of the forest.

Inside an ancient cave in Lin He, a pale silhouette of a woman struggled and writhed.

She seed to be trapped by powerful force, unable to move.

The moon poured down its icy brightness, covering the woman’s body, making her appear almost transparent.

On closer inspection, her face was identical to that of the Mini Array Spirit.

“Cultivator, be gentle.

Please don’t hurt her.

I think…

she’s really important to .”

Inside the Soul House, the spirit of the Mini Array Spirit erged, its spirit radiating brightly, as it eyed the ghostly figure with suspicion.

Chen Dengming’s eyes emitted a tangible divine sense radiance, like two cold vortexes that enveloped the cursed figure opposite him, capable of banishing her with a single thought.

Upon hearing the Mini Array Spirit’s anxious request, he nearly rolled his eyes.

He’d been terrified himself when he first discovered this cursed spirit, only realizing he needed to counterattack when it tried to attack him.

Had this female spirit not looked identical to the Mini Array Spirit, she would have already been killed by his divine sense.

But her situation now was sowhat beyond his expectations.

The cave Chu Xun found was brimming with a chilling aura and housed a Spiritual Spring within its fissures.

It seed to be a Nether Spring.

But what was the story behind this curse, who looked exactly like his Mini Array Spirit?

“Roar!”

Chu Xun’s face contorted, clenching his teeth, unable to restrain the urge to throw himself at the trapped woman in white.

“Stop!

Old Zhu!

Stay there.”

Chen Dengming imdiately stopped him, his eyes fixed on the woman, who seed scared of Chu Xun.

A thought ca across Chen Dengming as he glanced over the head of Lin He that Chu Xun was wearing.

According to logic, a curse should not be capable of fear unless the object of their fear has a strong connection to them in life.

“My good companion, let handle this.

She…

may be a piece of my lost soul.”

At this mont, the clothing of the Mini Array Spirit swirled around its body.

Its figure snuggled next to Chen Dengming’s side, pleading with a look of worry on its lovely face.

Chen Dengming glanced back at the woman, whose appearance was almost identical to the Mini Array Spirit, and sighed, unconvinced that even their expression and temperant were nearly identical.

This appeared to be an evil curse ford by a fragnt of the Mini Array Spirit’s soul.

So, the Mini Array Spirit’s souls – her three ethereal souls and seven corporeal souls – were not intact.

No wonder its mories were incomplete, and its intellect was fluctuating.

He slowly loosened the restriction of his divine force.

The ssy-haired woman in white scread and was about to struggle and dive into the chilly and eerie spring behind her.

The flickering silhouette of the Mini Array Spirit swiftly intercepted her…

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