“Sect Leader Changfeng, don’t be nervous …”

The sounds coming from outside grew louder and louder, but no footsteps could be heard and no aura could be sensed. Beigong Changfeng frowned. This was the place where he cultivated in seclusion. Other than the personal disciples beside him, no one could enter. Who was the person outside? Why was he able to quietly arrive here? Furthermore, he was unable to sense this person’s aura …

Finally, that figure appeared at the entrance of the secret hall. To be exact, it was not a figure, but a black mist condensed into a ball.

Seeing this strange black mist, the disciple beside Beigong Changfeng’s face immediately turned pale with fright. He vaguely said, “You … Who are you? This … This is Master …”

Without waiting for him to finish his sentence, Beigong Changfeng immediately reached out and stopped him from continuing, “You’re done here. Step down.” As he spoke, his gaze still fell on the black mist at the door.

“Yes … Yes.”

The disciple’s face was deathly pale, and he trembled as he walked outside. Only after there was no sound outside did the black mist slowly float into the hall.

At this moment, Beigong Changfeng also walked down from the stone platform and cupped his hands slightly. “So it’s Mr. Ghost Mist. Changfeng was rude just now …”

“Sect Master Changfeng is too polite.”

A faint voice came from within the black mist. Beigong Changfeng stared at him, and a question immediately arose in his heart. Why did Mr. Ghost Mist suddenly come to him? Could it be that the higher-ups already knew about this matter and were afraid that it would be bad …

Just as his heart was in a state of anxiety, Mr. Ghost Mist said again, “Sect Leader Changfeng, you’ve been worrying about that person lately …”

Hearing his straightforward words, Beigong Changfeng stopped making detours. With a bitter smile, he cupped his hands again and said, “I hope that Mr. Ghost Mist can relieve Changfeng’s worries …”

“Sigh …”

A faint sigh came from within the black mist. Mr. Ghost Mist said, “I said a long time ago that if this child is not removed, he will definitely be a great disaster in the future. The Sect Leader of Changfeng Sect is regretting it now …”

Beigong Changfeng still smiled bitterly in his heart. If he had known that, he would have sacrificed 30% of his cultivation and life force to break through Spirit Ruins Realm’s restrictions and kill Xiao Chen. There wouldn’t be so many things happening now. Now that even Yin Feng had died at that person’s hands, even though he regretted it, what was the use?

“I hope that Mr. Ghost Mist can guide Changfeng for a while …”

Beigong Changfeng cupped his hands again. Although he was a person from Beigong Clan and had a peak Harmonious Stage cultivation, he was only one step away from entering the True Cave Stage. Not to mention that, even if he stepped into the True Cave Stage, he would not dare to underestimate this Mr. Ghost Mist in front of him.

No one had ever seen Mr. Ghost Mist’s true appearance before. All they knew was that his avatar technique was extremely powerful. For example, right now, Beigong Changfeng could not tell whether this Mr. Ghost Mist was an avatar or his true body.

Apart from that, Mr. Ghost Mist also possessed an extremely powerful divine ability, the Ghost Technique Heavenly Eye. This technique was extraordinary. It was a technique that could steal Yin and Yang and peer into the heavens. It could predict many things without foreknowledge.

At this moment, Mr. Ghost Mist slowly floated in front of Beigong Changfeng and said gloomily, “That depends. Sect Leader Changfeng, do you dare to do it?”

Hearing this, Beigong Changfeng was stunned at first, but then he realized that he was underestimating himself and coldly said, “Why wouldn’t you dare?”

“It’s actually not difficult to deal with this person. If we clash head-on with him, he will most likely suffer a loss of 800 yuan before he hurts the enemy. On the contrary, the gains will outweigh the losses. However, if we attack his weakness, it will be different …”

Mr. Ghost Mist said indifferently. Beigong Changfeng pondered for a moment and asked, “Then what weakness does this person have? The cultivation method he cultivates has the strengths of both the Dao and Devil Families. If it is said that he has only one weakness …”

“You’re wrong …”

Before he could finish speaking, Mr. Ghost Mist interrupted, “The weakness that I mentioned is not a weakness in his cultivation technique …”

“Then Sir is referring to …”

Beigong Changfeng’s eyebrows furrowed. Mr. Ghost Mist said, “Soon, a woman from the East China Sea will arrive. Her name is Luo Die. Capture her …”

“Luo Die, Dong Hai …”

Beigong Changfeng still frowned deeply. Could this woman have something to do with Xiao Yichen?

Mr. Ghost Mist continued, “This woman named Luo Die was once with him in the shattered Eastern Cultivation World. After experiencing life and death tribulations, you only need to capture her, use her as a threat, or use her to set a trap. Naturally, you can capture that brat …”

Beigong Changfeng already understood what he meant. However, that brat was cold-blooded and heartless. Was it useful for him to kidnap such a small woman? If it’s useless, on the contrary …

“You’re wrong again …”

Mr. Ghost Mist seemed to have seen through what he was thinking. He said indifferently, “This person looks cold-blooded and heartless on the surface. Who knew that he cares the most about emotions? This is his most fatal weakness, and being affectionate is often even more poisonous.”

“Changfeng understands. Thank you for your guidance, sir!”

Beigong Changfeng bowed to the black mist in front of him. At this moment, a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

…

A few days later, in a certain villa, the ground was dripping with blood and the corpses were in a mess. Xiao Chen stepped on the blood all over the ground and walked into the villa step by step.

Inside the manor, there was a middle-aged man sitting in a pool of blood. His body was covered in wounds and his robe was dyed red with blood. At this moment, he watched Xiao Chen walk in step by step, his eyes filled with fear.

“Let me ask you one last time, where is the map …”

Xiao Chen stood with his hands behind his back. His eyes were cold as he arrived in front of the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at him. At this moment, his body couldn’t help but tremble. He said in a trembling voice, “You … you devil, don’t … don’t even think about knowing …”

“Your Excellency, the map has been found!”

At this moment, Bai Luan and Zi Yuan suddenly flew out of the manor. Bai Luan held a scroll in her hand. The middle-aged man on the ground saw it and his expression changed. He stood up from the ground and rushed over to snatch back the map. However, a cold light flashed. With a “chi” sound, his arms were cut off.

“Ah–”

The middle-aged man let out a heart-wrenching scream and almost fainted from the pain. He staggered a few steps, kicked his broken arm and fell down again.

Xiao Chen took the map from Bai Luan and glanced at it. He turned around and walked out of the manor. He said indifferently, “Kill him.”

Chi! With a flash of cold light, that person’s head immediately separated.

…

After another two days, Xiao Chen found an extremely hidden valley. In the depths of the valley, an extremely powerful Spiritual Energy was emitted. It must be the entrance to the Spirit Ruins Realm.

A moment later, Bai Luan and Zi Yuan followed him into the valley. They arrived at the depths of the valley. However, they saw a hidden path hidden by vegetation. At the end of the path, there was a cloud of white mist. It must be the entrance to the Spirit Ruins Realm.

Xiao Chen only needed to pass through the white mist to reach the Spirit Ruins Realm. He stepped forward and walked over step by step.