On Lingshan Mountain.

Zigao looked a little crazy, his face looked very ferocious, and he simply could not accept that the old man died like this.

He doesn't believe it.

Not accepted!

The witch master who had lived for more than two thousand years and whom the successors of Dayi Shang had always wanted to kill committed suicide just because of his words?

Is this still the terrifying witch father?

Is this still the witch master of Dayi Shang?

"You are the merchant witch master of Dayi. If this emperor does not allow you to die, you will not die!"

Zigao's body was filled with a terrifying black mist, as if countless evil spirits were haunting him, causing bursts of piercing sounds in the surrounding space.

"Did you hear that?!"

"Don't die!"

Zigao was so angry that even his soul trembled.

"Hmph, do you think you can die like this? Impossible! Who is this emperor? I am the great emperor of Shang Dynasty. I am not only in charge of the human world, but also the underworld. You are dead, but your soul is still there.

…”

"Soul Appears!"

Zigao shouted, a mysterious aura suddenly bursting out from his body, "I am the emperor of Dayi Shang, and I command that your soul will not leave after death, and your soul body will be born!"

"Born!"

"Not born yet?!"

Zigao looked extremely angry, with a terrifying imperial aura bursting out from his body, and seemed to possess an indescribable ghostly power.

but.

After the old man committed suicide, his soul turned into dots of starlight, floating in the sky and earth.

Like spring rain falling on Lingshan Mountain.

Nourishes everything in the world.

No matter how Zi Gao shouted angrily or gave orders, the old man's soul would not be born, and the old man's dead soul did not show up.

The soul of an old man.

It seems to have completely disappeared from heaven and earth.

Zigao was a little stunned. The old man's soul had indeed completely disappeared from heaven and earth. Even though he was the emperor of Dayi Shang, he was also in charge of the ghost realm.

but.

He cannot regenerate the lost soul.

The old man was indeed dead, and he completely disappeared from heaven and earth, not even his soul body was left behind.

"Dead? Really completely dead?"

Zigao was stunned.

Generally speaking, after death, a person can turn into a dead soul. As long as there is a soul body, it can be said to be a ghost cultivator...

In his eyes.

Many people have two lives, one is the life in the upper world, and the other is the life in the underworld.

But once the old man is killed, there will be two lives, Yin and Yang.

How decisive is this?

"Dead, dead..."

Zigao murmured, then suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, saying: "Haha, I'm finally dead, I'm finally dead."

"From now on, I, the merchant in Dayi, will not be restrained by the witch master..."

"Ha ha--"

Zigao laughed endlessly.

However, his voice did not reach Lingshan, so no one knew that the witch master was dead.

"From now on, the position of the merchant and witch leader of Dayi will be personally controlled by this emperor..."

Zi Gao said coldly.

Although the old man has only been in charge of Lingshan and guarding Lingshan for many years, he has not interfered in Dayi's commercial and government affairs, let alone managed the Wu clan...

but.

As long as he gives the order.

All the witch clan will go through fire and water for him, even if they are broken into pieces. Although the witch clan obeys the orders of the Shang Emperor of Dayi, the witch leader is their clan leader...

Unless Emperor Taizu is resurrected.

Among the merchants in Dayi, there are three kinds of power, namely martial arts, witches and ghosts.

How can the successors of Dayi Shang trust the witch master to control the power of witches? After all, the power of witches is too strong.

Although the power of ghosts is not only mysterious, but also very powerful.

But the number of people is relatively small.

And at this time.

North of Chaoge City, thousands of miles away.

Feng Qingyan was walking while looking at the unknown martial arts world, or at Dayi Shang, but suddenly sensed something, frowned, stopped and turned around to look back.

"Why bother?"

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but shook his head and said

At this moment, his figure suddenly disappeared and appeared on Lingshan Mountain in an instant. He glanced at Zigao, who looked a little crazy, and reached out to grab the space between heaven and earth...

Dots of green bright spots gathered from all around the world.

The bright spots are getting brighter and brighter, and there are more and more.

This is the soul point of light.

When the soul dissipates, it turns into countless faint green highlights, like fireflies in the night, gradually dissipating between heaven and earth.

When Zigao saw Feng Qingyan's appearance, he was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "I didn't kill him, he committed suicide himself."

Feng Qingyan said nothing.

More and more green bright spots gathered from all around, slowly condensing under his hands.

"What are you doing?"

Zigao asked doubtfully.

He can still recognize these soul light spots, or energy light spots. After all, this is what happens when the soul dissipates...

Feng Qingyan still didn't speak.

"You are collecting soul light points, do you want to condense the soul?"

Zigao quickly realized something, and when he was shocked, he immediately said with disdain: "This is absolutely impossible. This is something that even this emperor cannot do. There is no way you can do it..."

However, the old man's dissipated soul light points continued to gather from all around.

However, after a while, nine out of ten people had already gathered. Zigao was shocked, but when he thought of the young man's figure, he immediately shut up.

If even Taizu the Great couldn't do it, who else in the world can do it?

Although he still did not acknowledge the figure of the young man in front of him, some things could not be changed...

but.

He decided in his heart.

As long as this emperor does not recognize it, you are not the great emperor Taizu.

At this time, under Feng Qingyan's hands, countless soul light spots had condensed into human shapes, exactly like the old man.

And the soul light spots gathered from all around.

It also gradually decreased.

After a while.

The light spots of the old man's soul finally returned and condensed into the form of a soul. However, just condensation cannot be said to be a soul...

The soul is a whole.

"The soul returns."

Feng Qingyan said softly.
To be continued...