Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City Chapter 591 601: Conspiracy

The Grand Sorcerer of the 18 strongholds was murdered, and a number of won have been impregnated with ghost fetuses, and the won were killed after half a year?

When Ye Ling heard this, he was imdiately shocked. Planting ghost fetuses in the bellies of unmarried won was an extrely vicious act, a certain evil way.

Unmarried won possess a kind of energy, the Innate energy, which starts to gradually disappear once they get pregnant, as it is used to nurture their own child.

However, implanting ghost fetuses in these won was an extrely malevolent thod. The ghost fetus would absorb the mother's vitality, take away the Innate energy, and then after the fetus was implanted, the cultivator would kill the mother, take the ghost fetus, and then devour it to beco even more powerful.

Although this was also a thod of cultivation, it was too contrary to the laws of nature, making it completely unacceptable to people.

Even in the Immortal Realm, this practice was absolutely forbidden, no matter who it was, if such an evil cultivator was discovered, they would be eradicated imdiately.

Ye Ling hadn't expected that within the 18 strongholds of the Southern Border, such characters existed, and he imdiately felt a surge of murderous intent.

Upon hearing the Saintess's questioning, Hei Jiang burst into loud laughter, "Saintess! Are you questioning ?"

"Do you want to splash all the dirty water on my Flying Zombie? I'll tell you, if this seat desired to do so, it would be in an open and upright manner, not cowardly!"

"Moreover, with such a major incident happening in your 18 strongholds, shouldn't you be conducting a thorough internal investigation first? What does it have to do with , you co up and start questioning, what do you take for?"

"My Flying Clan has countless warriors, if you wish to fight, I'll just accompany you, hehe, what this seat is afraid of is that you can't afford to fight, your 18 strongholds' cultivators are indeed very precious, haha!"

Hei Jiang laughed loudly, his eyes gloomy, and suddenly he slamd his palm down, causing the earth to tremble, his face imdiately turned extrely dark.

"Saintess! Rember, you are the Saintess of the 18 strongholds, not the Saintess of my Flying Clan. If you dare to fra again, I will fight you to the death, to the death!"

Upon hearing this, the Saintess imdiately understood that this old creature might not be the murderer and shook her head, "Grand Sorcerer Hei Jiang, there's no need for rage."

"I've co to tell you that within my domain of the 18 strongholds, there lurks such a demonic person. I wish to ask Grand Sorcerer Hei Jiang to join forces with to root out this person!"

The Saintess said coldly, but Hei Jiang simply sneered, the smile on his rigid face becoming extrely strange, "Why should I join forces with you?"

"This is your 18 strongholds' affair, what does it have to do with ? My Flying Clan fears nothing, even if such a demonic person exists, so what? Could they possibly drain all the blood of my Flying Clan?"

"Haha! If they want to try, let them co. But the blood of my Flying Clan is poisonous, I'm afraid they wouldn't dare!"

Hei Jiang laughed loudly, but the Saintess ignored the old madman, turning instead to look at the Grand Sorcerers of the twelve strongholds, her gaze piercing.

"Starting today, conduct a thorough investigation into all the strongholds for any possible murderers. Once found, bring them to the Saintess's temple for to deal with!"

The Saintess gave the order, and it was at this mont that suddenly, halfway up the mountain, a shadow slowly approached with a stiff gait.

Creak, creak, like a wooden chicken without a soul, with hollow eyes and streaks of white in his hair, he wore a gray robe, and his body was tainted with the stench of death.

"Old Poison Master, is this your Soul Capturer?"

Hei Jiang suddenly spoke, his voice cold. The Old Poison Master rely shrugged his shoulders and stepped forward, while the Saintess at the side was imdiately furious.

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"Dammit! Old Poison Master! Is this your Soul Capturer? Tell , why! Why is this Soul Capturer's body covered with so much death and blood!"

Old Poison Master grinned, glanced at the Saintess and her followers, and then at Hei Jiang: "A bunch of fools, do you still not understand? All those miserable fellows, he did it!"

He, referred to the Soul Capturer, who also represented Old Poison Master. As these words were uttered, the Saintess imdiately roared.

"Bastard, I'll kill you!"

Whoosh, the Saintess made her move, her hand swift as thunder, extrely fast. In the blink of an eye, she was beside Old Poison Master and struck with a palm that appeared gentle but carried the power to shatter mountains and rivers.

However, at that mont, Old Poison Master just laughed, a chilling laughter, and struck with a palm. His terrifying power surged like floodwaters that had been building up for years, suddenly released.

Bang, rumble rumble, the force exploded like a bomb between their palms. A gust of chilly wind swept up, and the Saintess's complexion instantly changed as a trickle of blood leaked from the corner of her mouth, her steps staggering backwards.

"No! This can't be possible, your cultivation… what! How can you be a strong practitioner of the Divine Infant Realm!"

As the Saintess spoke, Old Poison Master's terrible cultivation was no longer concealed, as it was completely unleashed, causing the Saintess to be utterly shocked.

The terrifying cultivation of the early-stage Divine Infant Realm, that already made one a top-notch powerhouse in this world. In the entire region of the Southern Border, he was the first Divine Infant Realm strong practitioner to appear.

Whoosh, Hei Jiang's figure soared into the air, killing towards the crowd. His arms were wrapped in terrifying flas as he struck down two Grand Sorcerers of the Golden Core Stage with a single palm.

"Hei Jiang! You!"

When the Saintess saw Hei Jiang take action, she was both shocked and furious, but Hei Jiang responded with a cold smile: "You idiotic fellow, the world of the Southern Border should rightfully be half under the control of my Flying Zombie clan, not just your Southern Border's eighteen fortresses!"

With these words, if the Saintess did not realize this was a conspiracy targeted at the eighteen fortresses of the Southern Border, how could she be worthy of the title of Saintess?

"I'd like to ask, Old Poison Master, is this Soul Capturer one of your people?"

At that mont, Ye Ling stepped forward, his eyes flickering with a terrifying ferocity, soul-stirring, to the extent that even Old Poison Master dared not et Ye Ling's gaze.

Old Poison Master even felt that within Ye Ling, a dreadful aura was surging, like a volcano on the verge of eruption, almost beyond control. Once it broke free, what overflows would be destruction.

But who was Old Poison Master? A mighty Divine Infant Realm practitioner. In his eyes, Ye Ling was rely at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage – hardly worth ntioning.

"So what? What if he is mine?"

Old Poison Master sneered coldly, and on the side, Ye Ling nodded, looked at the Soul Capturer, then back at Old Poison Master: "I ask you, where is his soul and spirit?"

"His soul and spirit? Naturally, they are on . What, is he your relative? Haha!"

"Alright then, this Soul Capturer has served his purpose for , after more than a decade. The dead bodies he has found for are enough. Now, it's ti for destruction."

While speaking, Old Poison Master pointed a finger, and two faintly shimring spots of light flickered in mid-air, which were the Soul Capturer's soul and spirit.

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