[Your twelve spirit corpses were counterattacked by the formation, and their aura plummeted! 】

[After your research, you found that the physiques of these corpses do not meet the standards of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Evil Formation!]

【You have no choice but to continue searching!】

[It took you more than a month to collect suitable corpses! 】

[You meet a spiritual corpse in the late Nascent Soul stage!]

[You activate the Evil Formation of the Twelve Capital Gods and kill them!]

[You take the refined corpse and start exploring deeper! 】

[You sensed that there was a great terror in the depths, and finally chose to give up and continue exploring, and returned to the sect with ten spiritual corpses!]

【Simulation ends!】

[Simulation reward—memory!]

【Complete simulation target!】

【Event disappears!】

"Fortunately, it's not a reward for refining the corpse, otherwise it would have been a waste of time!"

This memory was a bit long, and it took Wang Yang some time to fully digest it.

After obtaining the memory, Wang Yang already had a detailed understanding of the entire space.

He first went back to talk to Wei Yan, then returned, and then spent four days collecting twelve qualified corpses according to the location he remembered.

Without venturing further, he returned directly to the sect.

…

Wang Yang stood on the top of a high attic on Zhuhai Peak, facing the wind, looking at a small courtyard in the distance.

In the small courtyard, a young couple was playing with their children. The family of three were talking and laughing, looking very happy.

"Uncle, you really don't want to go over and see her?"

Wei Yanfei landed next to Wang Yang and asked.

"Let's talk about it later! What about you, have you refined the Corpse Control Card?"

Wang Yang was about to go to Daxia to find Li Muxue, but he was worried that there would be no experts in the sect to take care of him after he left, so he made a corpse control card and gave it to Wei Yan.

The Corpse Control Card also has a name, called the God-conferring Card. The consciousness is the part of the cultivator’s spiritual thoughts that is sealed inside.

Through the divine thoughts sealed inside, the cultivator can control the corpse he possesses on behalf of the cultivator.

However, it can only be controlled for a short period of time, and problems will definitely occur if it is controlled for a long time.

"Um!"

Wei Yan nodded.

"Put your hand over here!"

After confirming that Wei Yan had been refined, Wang Yang summoned the Nine-Life Demon Cicada and sealed it on Wei Yan's arm.

"Don't use it indiscriminately until there is a crisis! If there are signs of backlash, don't be soft-hearted!"

The strength of the Nine-Life Demonic Cicada is already in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and it is estimated that there are not many opponents in the entire Northern Wilderness.

However, the consequences of the backlash are also very serious, and the entire Spirit Transferring Sect may be wiped out.

"I see!"

Wei Yan touched the purple cicada-shaped tattoo on her arm and said solemnly that she could feel the terror of a small cicada.

"Then I'll leave! If anything happens, call me directly!"

There is a long-distance communication array in the sect, and Wang Yang can still receive it even if he reaches the territory of Daxia Kingdom.

"Uncle, do you really want to go? Can't you stay in the sect?"

Wei Yan was still a little reluctant to give up.

With Wang Yang here, she has a backbone. Now that Wang Yang wants to leave, she immediately feels helpless.

"You have grown up, why are you still acting like a child! Don't worry and do it well. Even if you make a mistake, I will take care of it for you!"

Wang Yang rubbed her head and said with a smile.

"But...I know! Uncle, you and the master should come back early!"

"rest assured!"

After saying that, a blue flying boat flew out from Wang Yang's waist.

He stepped onto the flying boat, waved to Wei Yan, turned into a stream of light, and flew towards the east of Daxia.

Wei Yan waved her hands vigorously from the attic, knowing that the light of the flying boat had completely disappeared.

five days later

The former site of the capital of Daxia!

A blue flying boat fell from the sky.

Wang Yang put away the flying boat and looked at the scene in front of him. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

The originally prosperous and majestic city was now completely in ruins. Everything was turned into coke, as if it had been burned by extremely high temperatures for more than ten years, and even crystallized in some places.

"This was definitely not done by that swordsman!"

The sword marks left by the Spirit Shifting Sect were completely different from the scene in front of me.

Wang Yang stepped forward.

Wisps of purple thunder suddenly shot out from the ground, making a crackling sound.

"Could all of this be caused by the thunder element?"

Looking at the radius of a hundred miles, Wang Yang couldn't help but swallowed his saliva.

Covering such a large area, what a damn Taoist practice!

Considering that decades have passed and thunder still remains, this level of cultivation is even more frightening.

"Is the gap between Beihuang and Xianmen really so big that it is insurmountable?"

At this moment, Wang Yang once again lost confidence in the cultivators of Beihuang.

Thinking back on when he was in the royal capital, he often heard people from the Northern Wilderness clamoring to counterattack the Immortal Sect. It seemed so ridiculous at this time.

The strength of the two is not in the same dimension at all.

What Wang Yang is worried about is whether the Immortal Sect will be purged again in a thousand years. According to the speed of his strength improvement, he will definitely be on the list of purges by then.

"Perhaps it will be my turn in less than a thousand years!"

The lesson learned by the Supreme Patriarch of the Soul-shifting Sect is still before us.

The original ancestor of the Spiritual Shifting Sect was already too stubborn. He didn't discover the sect, didn't reveal his cultivation, and lived in seclusion. He obviously had the top cultivation in the Northern Wilderness, but he only had two or three big cats and kittens under his sect.

Just like that, he was still caught by Xianmen and the vertex was cleared.

If the Spirit-Transferring Sect had not become the key target of the Immortal Sect, the Spirit-Transferring Sect would not have left Li Muxue with only one golden elixir.

If he is lucky, Wang Yang estimates that he will reach the level of becoming a god within a few decades, and the Time Immortal Sect will definitely not let him go.

In order to avoid the emergence of another zombie emperor, we will definitely launch an encirclement and suppression campaign against him.

"I just don't know what method the Immortal Sect uses to detect the cultivation level of the masters in the Northern Wilderness. If I know, maybe I can think of countermeasures in advance!"

Wang Yang sighed.

"If it doesn't work, maybe you can go to that space to hide!"

Wang Yang thought of the underground space of the Soul-shifting Sect.

But this is a last resort.

If it was really that easy to hide, the Supreme Patriarch of the Spirit Shifting Sect would not have chosen to run away, although he did not run away in the end.

Due to the existence of the purple thunder, there was not even a wandering soul here. Wang Yang flew around in a circle and flew towards the new capital of Daxia Kingdom.

As for those people he knew, they have probably turned into ashes long ago.

…

Capital of Daxia

The Temporary Station of the Soul-shifting Sect

"I also hope that Master Li will give it more thought. There are not many chances of being chosen by Venerable Xu!"

A charming and beautiful woman gave Li Muxue a sincere piece of advice before leaving.

"Thank you Daoyou Wang for your kindness, I will consider it."

Li Muxue said calmly.
To be continued...