My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 396 - 368: The Boundary Altar Appears!_2

Chapter 396: Chapter 368: The Boundary Altar Appears!_2

"Complying with the Head Teacher’s decree!" A few monk disciples immediately responded.

As they answered, Li Lexin had already flown far away. In the midst of his flight, he took out a special order talisman and activated it.

"Dong...Dong..."

One profound bell sound after another rang out, nine in total, resonating throughout the entire Pioneer Battlefield Area.

In an instant, Demon Suppression Sect disciples engaged in battles everywhere, startled, all rose into the sky and rushed back towards the sect’s grounds.

"Chirp!"

The massive figure of Ling Yanlan also returned moments later.

"Ang chirp...Ang chirp..."

Mo Yunzi was riding a donkey backward, racing in the air. A little slower than Ling Yanlan, he hurried back, catching up with Li Lexin.

"What happened? Who rang the bell, and nine times at that? Where is the ancestor?" Mo Yunzi, looking at the newly assembled three head teachers and Ling Yanlan on the side, quickly asked.

There were only a few among them who could trigger such an alarm from the sect.

"The ancestor had an accident and is now in a coma!" Li Lexin said quickly.

The newly gathered people looked at each other in astonishment. Mo Yunzi exclaimed, "What? In this realm, what could possibly harm the ancestor?"

"Where is the ancestor?"

"What is the situation?"

One question after another was fired furiously at Li Lexin.

"I don’t know the specifics. After the accident, the Fifth Ancestor didn’t let anyone approach. You know, the Fifth Ancestor is childlike..."

"What about the person?" Mo Yunzi, not waiting for the complete answer, quickly asked another question.

"He should have been taken back to the forbidden area by the Fifth Ancestor!" Li Lexin immediately replied.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yunzi, without a second word, urged his donkey to race again, giving off the sensation of a galloping horse.

Ling Yanlan followed closely behind. The two of them left Li Lexin and the others behind, turning into two streaming lights, disappearing into the sky.

...

Qinglian World, Xianling twenty-sixth year.

An Extra-Territorial Demon breached the realm, committed blood sacrifice, wiped out the human race on Qinglian Continent, and erected a Bone Altar.

They attempted to summon a horde of devils to invade, to wash Qinglian in blood, to initiate the Last Days, and to assimilate the realm.

The Immortal Venerate sensed this and arrived, engaging in a celestial and demonic duel with the Sky Demon.

Using the power of the Spirit Mineral, the Sky Demon shattered the spatial boundaries atop the sea of bones and blood on the altar, surpassing the limit of Qinglian’s power.

For a time, demonic flames filled the sky, the aura was fearsome.

The Immortal Venerate, to save all beings, invoked divine powers to summon a falling star from the Immortal Realm, using a sky full of raging flames to eradicate the demon.

At that moment, the flames burned the sky, the fire raged on for ten years until the Sky Demon was finally obliterated.

Thus, his energy was exhausted!

This was yet another Great Merit of the Immortal Venerate, which future generations need to remember.

...

The Five Ghosts took Wang Zijia, and they returned to the very place they most feared, the underground laboratory in the forbidden area. They carefully placed Wang Zijia on the altar.

Little Five curiously reached out his hand, subconsciously poking Wang Zijia’s head, trying to wake him up.

"Wa!"

Big Baby roared fiercely at him, and Little Five immediately retracted his hand. He squatted on his spot, feeling wronged.

Then, the Five Ghosts circled Wang Zijia, waiting anxiously.

...

Inside Wang Zijia, within the Chaotic Sea of ​​Consciousness, the atmosphere was a bit peculiar, unlike the tense situation outside.

The moment the obsidian light entered his brain, Wang Zijia almost instinctively burrowed into the Chaotic Sea of Consciousness.

As soon as he stepped in, a black shadow also just squeezed in.

No, it wasn’t that it squeezed in, it was trying to squeeze into his consciousness, but ended up getting actively let in here.

Upon its entry, it looked dumbstruck at the golden sun and Wang Zijia standing beneath it with crossed arms, looking back at it.

"Where am I?" The dark figure was vague, enveloped in the fluctuating smoke, as he asked warily.

Wang Zijia crossed his arms and scrutinized the figure, retorting, "You seized me with your remnant soul, and yet you ask me where you are?"

"A sea of consciousness? How can that be possible!" The dark figure gasped in shock.

Wang Zijia ignored him and extended his hand. The smoke in the sky stirred as his mental force spread out, exhibiting a terrifying power that could seemingly change the heavens and earth.

"Dammit, you’re not a Perfected monk!" The dark figure was terrified. Instead of coming to seize Wang Zijia, he was petrified and tried to flee.

Unfortunately, everything around him was cloudy gray, and Wang Zijia seemed to control everything like a ruler of the world.

In the blink of an eye, numerous rune-formed shackles appeared, completely restricting the dark figure and prohibiting him from moving at all.

"Senior, spare me, I am blind and have no intention to offend you. I am willing to atone," the imprisoned dark figure revealed his true face.

A fragmented, illusory figure emerged, bearing the face of a middle-aged man.

"Perfected Guangye?" Upon seeing the figure’s face, Wang Zijia stopped, exclaiming in surprise.

Yu Guangye, the Deputy Head of the Outer Sect’s Administrative Office, was around 400 years old.

For a Perfected who had a theoretical lifespan of five to six hundred years, he was considered middle-aged.

His cultivation should have been at the peak of Perfected, and it was highly unlikely that he would make a breakthrough to reach the Infant God stage.

Information about the person appeared automatically in his mind. At the same time, another piece of information surfaced.

According to An Xingsheng’s previous investigation, when their disciple recruitment team set off, Wang Zijia asked An Xingsheng to investigate some missing members of the sect, and Yu Guangye was suspected to be one of them.

Why was it merely a suspicion?

Could he have easily come into contact with such a person and known about him at his level back then?

If it weren’t for the visit to the Administrative Office by the Inner Sect’s Law Hall which had led to some rumors, there wouldn’t even be a suspicion about his disappearance.

"Senior, do you recognize me? Are you an Elder Law Enforcer from the Law Hall, who came from the Lower Realm to apprehend me?" The dark figure was taken aback. He was completely terrified by Wang Zijia’s techniques. He immediately changed his tone and said:

"Senior, I was framed! I did not betray the sect. They framed me and gave me the identity of a spy. They killed my main soul. Please investigate the truth, Senior."

Betray the sect?

Spy?

Main soul killed?

A master of the soul path and adept at the Bone Altar, he also nurtured evil beasts.

Several pieces of information appeared in Wang Zijia’s mind, they were connected to previous fragmented news.

In addition, some information from the Ghost Spirit Dark Hall spies he had come in contact with before, surfaced too.

Especially the information Minxin had shared: the Ghost Spirit had contacted him, sent disciples to the Lower Realm to explore the Qinglian World.

After finding clues suggesting the existence of an ancient inheritance on Qinglian World, they once again sent people to the Lower Realm to confirm the news.

"Ghost Spirit?" Wang Zijia asked, testing the waters.

"Senior, I am truly not a spy for the Ghost Spirit. I was framed by Senior Brother Gu and Junior Sister Yan. They have wronged me!" Yu Guangye exclaimed in a panic.

’So, it really is him!’

"Do you think I’m blind and couldn’t recognize a boundary array?" Wang Zijia scoffed at the Ghost Spirit.

The Ghost Spirit froze and was about to continue his lies.

However, Wang Zijia stopped paying attention to him. As he watched the Ghost Spirit’s reactions and linked all the information, everything started to make sense. After arranging the timeline, Wang Zijia began to understand the events roughly.

When the Ghost Spirit sent his disciples to the Lower Realm, he should have brought this spare soul along.

However, as soon as they arrived here in the Lower Realm, the main soul was eliminated due to Wang Zijia’s ambush, leaving the spare soul to survive by chance?

Once the information in his mind became coherent, Wang Zijia allowed himself to relax a bit and inspected the external situation via his Spirit Eye.

Upon finding that he was protected by the Five Ghosts and was heading towards the Sect’s Forbidden Area, he did not immediately attempt to escape.

Though it was unlikely that something would go awry, even if there was a one-in-a-million chance on the Balanced Scale, he would not take the risk.

He then sent out a human-skin paper man, which had some of his power, to pacify the people in the sect, and then stopped caring.

Returning his focus to the Ghost Spirit, with a fluctuation of mana, he began to erode the Ghost spirit, which had been completely restrained, with his Power of the Mind.

"Ahh... Senior, I’ve been framed!" With the erosion from the Power of the Mind, which felt like soul-torturing agony, the Ghost Spirit let out a mournful howl.

Wang Zijia turned a deaf ear, ignoring his pleas and continuing to release his Power of the Mind, eroding the remnant soul of the Ghost Spirit.