Chapter 318: Return of the Deceased!

Chapter 318: Return of the Deceased!

Overseer Sikong couldn't remember the last time he had felt such terror. Pale as a ghost, he trembled uncontrollably, tears and snot streaming down his face, struggling for breath.

BUZZ! Suddenly, he saw the forehead of the ghastly figure before him split open, revealing a violet eye!

In that violet eye, a dragon coiled menacingly. It loomed larger and larger before Overseer Sikong, turning into a colossal eye that blotted out the sun. Overseer Sikong, in comparison, seemed as insignificant as a mouse, trembling and shrinking into a ball.

"Sikong..." The violet eye pressed down upon his head, tendrils of violet smoke transforming into dragons, seeping into Sikong's mind, dyeing his brain a deep violet. "Contribute your life to me, and your dreary existence will finally have worth."

As this nightmarish voice echoed in Overseer Sikong's ears, his eyes slowly turned violet.

Time seemed to fly, yet an hour had passed in the blink of an eye.

The onlookers could only see Overseer Sikong motionless, his face a picture of confusion and terror. Yun Xiao's vertical eye in his brow had transfixed Overseer Sikong's gaze, with dragon-shaped violet mist continually flowing into Overseer Sikong's eyes.

As time slipped away, Overseer Sikong's trembling body gradually calmed.

"Phew." Yun Xiao took a deep breath, closed the Prison Warden Eye, and took a moment to recuperate, looking somewhat weary.

Overseer Sikong, on the other hand, appeared as if nothing had happened. Yet, with solemn reverence, he knelt deeply before Yun Xiao.

"No need to restrain him any longer," Yun Xiao said.

"Huh?" Mu Dalong asked in confusion, "Exile Yun, what's this about?"

"His soul is now under my command," declared Yun Xiao.This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

Such was the power of the 'Source Soul' of the Calamity Seal Purgatory!

Though it took an hour, it was, after all, Sikong, who was stronger than those in the Fate Ocean Realm.

"To witness such an unimaginable ability in reality is truly staggering," Mu Dalong observed, her gaze fixed on Yun Xiao. Though she was his elder, she was now a fan, filled with nothing but admiration, just like her daughter.

"It was quite a task. Mainly, it was the Bitter Cicada Pill that confused his mind. Without it, I couldn't have captured his soul," Yun Xiao explained, turning to Du Zhongyuan, "Do you have any more of those pills?"

Du Zhongyuan replied guiltily, "Exile Yun, that special pill came from my master. I lack the skill to make them myself."

"Next time you see him, ask him for a few more on my behalf," Yun Xiao said.

"I'll try my best," Du Zhongyuan replied, his face flushed with embarrassment. He couldn't guarantee success, clearly because the stance of the Eternal Sword Prison and the Exiled Sword Immortal's position might not align.

Everyone had to battle for their position and interests!

"What about this old coot Sikong?" Mu Dalong inquired.

As her words fell, Overseer Sikong stood up and silently departed.

"Just like that, he's gone?" Du Zhongyuan asked, dumbfounded.

"How can you fish without bait?" Several other Overseers chuckled. They didn't speak much, but their gazes towards Yun Xiao were warm from start to finish.

"Tell your dad to get ready, announce to the entire Sword Ruins, it's time to cast the net!" After saying this, Yun Xiao headed towards the Exile Palace.

Soon after, he arrived there. Unexpectedly, at the entrance of the Exile Palace, a young man in white was still kneeling.

Inside, a woman, lifeless as a walking corpse, huddled in a corner.

"Bai Wuque? Why are you still here?" Yun Xiao asked.

"Exile Yun, they... they said Exile Ling has risen again and told me to wait here," Bai Wuque replied.

"Was your mother also coerced to come here?" Yun Xiao inquired.

"Not really coerced, it's our duty..." Bai Wuque said, looking lost.

"Return?" Ku Xuan clenched his teeth, "He should know, with the whole Heavenly Mirror affair, going back now isn't in our favor. If Mu Tianjian gets wind of it, with the Ruination Sword Array in his hands, our situation could get sticky."

Overseer Sikong grinned slyly, casting a glance at Qingzan before whispering, "Have we forgotten? Though we lost the Heavenly Mirror, Exile Ling seized the mightier Calamity Seal Sword! He specifically told me to relay that you two needn't worry about the feelings of the Inscription Cultivators. We Sword Cultivators have our own path to heaven."

The two he referred to were the Withered Bone Keeper and Ku Xuan, the grandfather and father of Qingzan.

"The Calamity Seal Sword has always been a shadow over us Sword Cultivators. With Exile Ling wielding this sword, if we overlook our relationship with the Calamity Seal Purgatory, it indeed counts as a great feat for the Sword Ruins. Enough to make up for the Heavenly Mirror mishap," Feng Buhui murmured.

He wanted to return to the Sword Ruins! Otherwise, stranded outside, what would become of their families back in the Ruins?

Their eyes collectively turned to the Withered Bone Keeper.

When it came to the Calamity Seal Sword, the decision lay with him!

Had he and Qingzan had a falling out?

In truth, with Qingzan now occupying the vortex passage, her cold eyes alongside a group of Inscription Cultivators said it all.

"Sikong," the Withered Bone Keeper trembled as he raised his head, his voice weak, "How is Exile Ling faring?"

"The Heavenly Land Sigil is beyond belief! The public opinion in the Sword Ruins has shifted again, back in favor of Exile Ling! Many Peak Masters and Supreme Adjudicators are seeking me out to pledge their allegiance," Overseer Sikong said excitedly.

"Why isn't Exile Ling waiting outside the Sword Ruins, for us to return together?" the Withered Bone Keeper inquired further.

"I'm not sure about that, perhaps because the Nine Hells Conquest Clash is imminent, and he's in a hurry to enhance his strength?... Oh! I forgot to mention, I saw with my own eyes Exile Ling inscribing Runes on the Heavenly Land Sigil. His speed was astonishing!

"He told me he needs a lot of Rune Spirit Ink and inscription manuals, but I'm not qualified to obtain them. I think Exile Ling would really benefit from the old Sword Warden's return to support him and gather resources. With his current talent, overcoming Yun Xiao again shouldn't be a problem," Overseer Sikong remarked admiringly.

"Did you manage to infiltrate one of the array's cores?" the Withered Bone Keeper asked.

"All set! We're ready to welcome the old Sword Warden's return and take charge!" Overseer Sikong cast a mocking glance at the powerhouses of the other eight hells and chuckled. "As for these blockheads, let them keep waiting for the rabbit at the tree stump."

"Dad! Stop dawdling. The Heavenly Land is Exile Ling's biggest opportunity to turn defeat into victory. We need to boost the killing power of his Life Sigil as soon as possible," Ku Xuan urged.

The other Overseers were also concerned about their descendants in the Ruins.

Just then, Qingzan indeed showed up.

"What do you want to say?" the Withered Bone Keeper asked, staring at her.

"Just a reminder, the folks from the Celestial Abyss are also eyeing the Exiled Sword Immortals. They have even worse tempers. If you don't want to die, get out now," Qingzan said coldly.

The people of the Sword Ruins fell silent.

"Grandpa, turning back is the correct decision. There's still a chance for the Sword Cultivators," Qingzan said, arms crossed. "Let me leave you with this. Don't be greedy in your old age."

"Hehehe..." The Withered Bone Keeper shook his head with a bitter smile, his eyes filled with the weight of years.

"Let's go." He suddenly turned decisively, to Qingzan's surprise.

She was stunned. They were actually leaving?

Just like that, including Overseer Sikong, the eight of them on their Sovereign Swords, sped towards the Sword Ruins.

In that turning moment, a mad gleam flashed in the Withered Bone Keeper's eyes.

Ku Xuan coldly said, "Dad! This time, we must reclaim everything we lost!"

"With Exile Ling, there's absolutely no problem!" Overseer Sikong's eyes shimmered with endless admiration. In his eyes, there was a violet shadow, a nine-headed dragon. It was also the mark of a certain young man in white!



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