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Lu Yu suddenly slapped his palm, landing on the Book of Life and Death on the table.

Suddenly, a black light appeared on the surface of the Book of Life and Death. With a flash of this light, strands of black gas entered Lu Yu's body.

"Lian Zhi, life span: 271 years. First step."

"Pang Haoran, one year old, first step."

"Pure and magnificent, life expectancy two hundred and ninety years, first step in the Dao."

The Book of Life and Death contained the records of the birthdays of all the evil spirits imprisoned here.

A judge controlling the life and death of evil spirits naturally retained all of the cultivation of those evil spirits on this treasure.

"This should be the first level. That ghost monk has probably climbed up from the second level. If he is even stronger, it would be quite arduous for me to absorb him."

Lu Yu clearly understood in his heart that everything was still under his control.

Lu Yu gathered all his true energy into his chest, and the Taiji diagram immediately erupted with a powerful suction force.

"Let me see how far you can go!" Lu Yu muttered.

Lu Yu began cultivating. The commotion that occurred here naturally attracted the attention of others.

The others looked at this scene in astonishment. This Lu Yu started to cultivate right here?

"Buzz, buzz ~ ~ ~"

Following a series of rumbling sounds, it resonated within Lu Yu's body.

Like a firecracker exploding, the bones around Lu Yu's body constantly emitted crisp crackling sounds.

The meridians all over his body were already filled with countless amounts of Zhen Qi, and a cold and overbearing aura formed around Lu Yu's body.

He had already reached the ninth level of the Congenital Realm and could be considered to have reached a bottleneck.

All of the evil spirits' energy was absorbed by Lu Yu.

The tai chi diagram was even more powerful than the Nine Dragons Tyrant Body Technique. It seemed like it was insatiable, and it began to frantically devour all the Zhen Qi without end.

Even more miraculous was that even now, he did not feel full yet.

"Is there no end to it?" Lu Yu gritted his teeth, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Fatty led Niuniu and stood guard by the side.

The little girl was very sensible. Although the baring of fangs and claws around the Hall of Prison was very scary, she still held herself back as she quietly sat on the stairs.

Fatty caught a glimpse of Lu Yu's movements and could not help but silently lower his head: "This kid is very strong. He found the treasure when he arrived at the place. Why don't I see anything special about that book?"

Although the people from the Five Elements Sect were envious of the treasures around them, they didn't dare to make a move since Lu Yu had told them in advance.

However, there were still some cultivators who could not hold it in and turned to their Eldest Senior, Fang Jun, saying, "Eldest Senior, are we just going to wait like this?"

Fang Jun was still cultivating, and when he heard this, he did not even open his eyes. "That's right. Just wait here."

Seeing that the Eldest Senior had spoken, the other disciples of the Five Elements Sect didn't dare to persist and started to cultivate.

Fang Jun opened his eyes and looked at Lu Yu, who was cultivating in the distance. Afterwards, he closed his eyes.

The Five Elements Sect disciples were severely injured, but they couldn't absorb the surrounding spiritual energy, so they could only use the spiritual pills in their storage bags to recover.

While everyone was quietly cultivating, a loud bang suddenly came from a corner of the hall.

Dong!

A low and deep sound reverberated throughout the entire large hall.

Everyone quickly opened their eyes and looked to the side of the door.

Could it be the Ghost Monk?

After a while, the person outside seemed to know how to open the door. Following a series of rumbling sounds, the door slowly opened.

A black shadow flew in from outside the door.