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Master Wu held the compass, circled around Ji Qianqian, turned left three times, turned right three times, and muttered some incantations without stopping.

After working so hard, Master Wu was drenched in sweat but Ji Qianqian did not have a single reaction.

About twenty minutes later, Grandmaster Wu sat back in his chair, breathing heavily. "This is a very clever demonic art, it has been lost for a long time in the Middle Earth, and I'm afraid it is only found in the Western Regions. With my power, I am still unable to dispel this evil technique! "

Everyone could not help but reveal expressions of disappointment, especially Ji Yanyan, who cried even harder, "What do we do, what do we do, I only have this one daughter. If she dies, I won't be able to live anymore!"

"Calm down!" Ji Zhenzhen anxiously advised, "Big sister, there are still two great masters, let us first listen to what they have to say!"

Sunn Chuanting still maintained the calm as if Mount Tai had collapsed before him, sitting steadily on his teacher's chair, leisurely sipping his tea.

After the tea was finished, he stood up and said, "Senior Brother's cultivation is not as good as mine, to be able to see this point is already quite impressive!"

Sunn Chuanting tidied up his daoist robe, and slowly walked to the entrance of the hall. He turned and looked at Ji Qianqian, "Since ancient times, evil has never defeated the Dao, how can there be an evil technique that I am unable to dispel?!"

These words were like a tranquilizer, only then did Ji Yanyan stabilize her emotions and did not cry again.

After that, Sunn Chuanting slowly raised his hands, with the demeanor of a master teacher.

"You must be lucky to be able to catch a glimpse of true Daoist magic!"

With that, Sunn Chuanting bellowed, the robe around him suddenly puffed, as if there was a blower hidden inside his clothes.

"Junior Brother, you've actually already stepped into the Dao!" Ignoring his exhausted body, Master Wu abruptly stood up from his seat.

"Enter the Dao?" "What do you mean, 'step into the Dao'?"

The surrounding people looked at each other, not just Ji Yanyan and the others, even the many disciples present did not know what it meant to enter the Dao.

Master Wu did not have time to explain, when Sunn Chuanting suddenly shouted, "Heaven and Earth Limitless, All Techniques to Destroy Evil, break!"

Everyone felt their eardrums vibrate painfully, as though a thunderclap had risen from the ground. That sound definitely wasn't something that a mortal could emit.

As soon as he finished speaking, Sunn Chuanting's right hand shot out, pointing straight at Ji Qianqian.

Everyone felt their vision blurred, as though a golden light flew out from Sunn Chuanting's finger and directly shot into the center of Ji Qianqian's brows.

In an instant, Ji Qianqian's body violently shook, and her originally deathly pale skin instantly flushed red, leaking out traces of black perspiration.

"This is stepping into the Dao!" Master Wu shouted with excitement, "If I knew that Junior Brother had already entered the Dao, I wouldn't have laughed so generously!"

Sunn Chuanting did not say anything, kept his Tao technique and ability, and walked back to his seat.

A disciple had already brought another cup of tea over, and Sunn Chuanting started to drink again.

"Master, a true master!" Ji Zhenzhen shouted excitedly, but her performance was a little too extreme.

"How is Qianqian? Master Sun, why is Qianqian sweating black sweat?" Ji Yanyan asked anxiously.

"You still don't know? This is the Evil Qi within Qianqian's body. Junior has helped Qianqian drive it away!" Master Wu explained.

"Is Qianqian ready?" Ji Yanyan immediately rushed forward, shaking Qianqian's body, but the girl did not have any reaction, "Qianqian, Qianqian!"

"Stop shouting!" Sunn Chuanting put down the teacup, but still shook his head slightly, "Although the Evil Qi has already been dispelled, Miss Qianqian has already lost her soul, and will not wake up yet!"

"He lost his soul!"

Everyone was stunned. This was yet another familiar and unfamiliar word.

Everyone had heard of the soul, but it had been scientifically proven that it didn't exist. If Sunn Chuanting had not said it out, everyone would have never believed him.

"What do I do if I lose my soul?!" Ji Yanyan was already in tears. In front of this type of Dao Arts and abilities, she felt powerless.

"No worries!" Sunn Chuanting stood up again, his face still had the bearing of a master, "I had long expected that the matter would not be so simple, so I specially invited Master Nan Yang, Chen Guangrong!"

Only now did the crowd turn their gazes towards the black-robed elder who was sitting in the corner.

Only then did Sunn Chuanting put away his dignity as a master, and quickly walked to the front of the black-robed old man, Chen Guangrong, and bowed as he said, "Master Chen, Miss Qianqian has lost her soul.

Beside the old man, a young man also bent down and whispered in the old man's ear.

After a long while, the old man slowly moved his head and said something.

However, Sunn Chuanting's face revealed joy, he turned around and looked at everyone, "Master Chen has already agreed to make a move!"

"Great!"

Ji Yanyan and the others let out another long breath, hope igniting in their hearts once again.

"Master Chen has lived in the Southern Ocean for a long time, so he rarely comes to the Central Plains, so he doesn't understand Chinese!" Sunn Chuanting explained.

At the same time, he and a few disciples supported Sunn Chuanting up.

The old man trembled as he walked to Ji Qianqian's side and placed the jar in his arms next to Ji Qianqian's head.

Then, Chen Guangrong waved and indicated for everyone to leave.

There was a disciple who had long ago brought something with him to Chen Guangrong's side.

Chen Guangrong reached out his withered hand and ripped off the white bedsheet off Ji Qianqian's body.

Ji Yanyan wanted to stop him, but was stopped by her sister, Ji Zhenzhen.

After that, Chen Guangrong took the thing in the disciple's hand and casually scattered it all over Ji Qianqian's body, while muttering some words.

After that, Chen Guangrong supported himself on the bed, walked around once, and sprinkled all the unknown medicinal herbs on Ji Qianqian's body.

When he returned to the starting point, Chen Guangrong picked up the jar again.

Everyone knew that at the most critical moment, they all held their breaths.

Then, Chen Guangrong suddenly took off the black robe on his body. Everyone was shocked when they finally saw the original appearance of Master Chen.

Ji Zhenzhen's daughter was so scared that she threw herself into her mother's embrace, not daring to look.

Master Chen was only wearing a pair of shorts, his entire body was extremely thin, and his bones were clearly visible, as if he was wearing a layer of leather.

As for his face, it was incomparably old, as if he was a dried corpse that had just crawled out of an ancient tomb.

Everyone couldn't help but gasp. Was such a person really still alive?

Master Chen did not care about everyone's gazes. His dried up eyes looked at the jar in his hand, his eyes burning with passion.

In the next second, Master Chen extended a withered finger and directly bit it open with his teeth. Then, he opened the jar and extended his finger inside.

Everyone heard a shrill cry that sounded like an infant's cry. It was extremely terrifying and extremely sharp, as if a sharp knife was stabbing into their souls.

Everyone shuddered at the sight, but Master Chen simply smiled, it was an extremely terrifying laugh.

Immediately after, Master Chen's palm seemed to be grabbing onto something in a jar, that baby-like wail also suddenly became more intense, causing everyone to feel a wave of dizziness.

Suddenly, the wailing stopped, Master Chen revealed a relaxed expression, and then, he suddenly pulled back his hand, holding onto something, he fiercely threw it towards Ji Qianqian.