Inside a mausoleum thirty miles to the left of the Resentful Spirit Sect.
Ding Hao silently escaped from the hole of a dilapidated tombstone, and in an instant, like a ghost, he grabbed two Nascent Soul disciples and pulled them into the broken hole.
Ever since Lin Ping and Yi Nuo, the masters of the Resentful Spirit Sect, left the Demonic Sound Sect three days ago, Ding Hao has been eyeing the Resentful Spirit Sect.
After Fan Yichen told Ding Hao some things, he left the Demonic Sound Sect and went to the Sword Demon Palace. He even told Ding Hao that many people knew that Ding Hao was seriously injured, and these people were all in Sword Demon Palace.
Explore Ding Hao's footprints around the Demon Palace and ask Ding Hao to act carefully.
In order to restore his strength as quickly as possible, Ding Hao took desperate measures. In the past few days, he has continuously attacked the disciples of the small groups around him. However, some of the surrounding small sects, whose cultivation was not high and who liked to move around, within two days,
It has been killed and devoured by Ding Hao.
Just like this, Ding Hao set his hunting target on the largest Resentful Spirit Sect. But because his strength had just recovered three-tenths, and he could not kill directly, Ding Hao focused his attention on this mausoleum.
The skills practiced by the Resentful Spirit Sect are based on the resentment of the deceased. Therefore, in order to facilitate the practice of the disciples, the Resentful Spirit Sect specially built a mausoleum here. Some people or cultivators who died in depression were buried here, covering a radius of more than ten miles.
There was so much resentment inside, the black mist shrouded the whole day, and evil spirits appeared from time to time.
The members of the Resentful Spirit Sect who come here to practice are all of medium strength and medium strength. They are generally between the Nascent Soul Stage and the Out-of-Body Stage, which are just suitable for Ding Hao's current strength to kill.
The broken cave where Ding Hao is now is seven or eight feet high. There are only a few dilapidated coffins inside. Dots of phosphorus fire float slightly in the void, and white withered bones are scattered all around. It looks eerie and terrifying.
There is only room for one person in the cave entrance above, and Ding Hao has placed a "Ten Directions Magic Array" around it to completely hide the cave. Three of the Wraith Spirit Sect disciples who accidentally entered it were killed by Ding Hao.
Throughout the day and night, Ding Hao's ears, eyes, and senses were all attentive, either suddenly taking action or being introduced into the "Ten Directions Illusion Demonic Array", and he had killed and devoured six people in succession without any sound.
The two Nascent Soul disciples that Ding Hao caught and dragged into them were the same disciples that Ding Hao had seen at the gate of the Demonic Sound Sect three days ago. One was in the middle Nascent Soul stage and the other was in the late Nascent Soul stage.
The two of them looked at Ding Hao, who was in the gloomy cave, with a ferocious look on his face. They all looked frightened, with their mouths wide open but unable to make any sound. They just looked at Ding Hao, lowering his head and begging for mercy.
With a smile, Ding Hao said lightly: "It is simply wishful thinking to survive after falling into my hands!"
The two of them were restrained by Ding Hao and could not make any sound, but their ears could hear it. When Ding Hao said this, both of them looked ashen and kowtowed like chickens pecking rice to beg for mercy.
One of them was even dancing, as if he wanted to tell something, making various gestures one after another, looking extremely anxious.
Ding Hao had a puzzled look on his face. He first stopped, stood up, and blocked the entrance of the cave with corpses. Then he put the Heaven-defying Demon Sword on the man's neck and released the man's restraints. He said, "What do you have to say?
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As soon as the restraint on the man's mouth was removed, he hurriedly said: "Can I exchange a secret for my life?"
"Oh?" Ding Hao said with an interested look, "Tell me first about this secret. Is it worth your life?"
"This matter has something to do with the Demonic Sound Sect. You must first promise to spare my life before I tell you!" the man said cautiously.
The Heaven-defying Demonic Sword trembled slightly, and blood began to flow from the man's neck, and the blood slowly flowed into the man's chest coldly. Ding Hao said leisurely: "Do you have a choice? Say it quickly! Otherwise, you will die now.
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With a panicked look on his face, the man hurriedly moved his neck away from the Heaven-Defying Demonic Sword, and said repeatedly: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"
With a cold snort, Ding Hao still placed the Heaven-defying Demonic Sword on his neck, looking straight at this person, and said: "If there is no valuable news, I will make sure that you will not be able to die, and you will not be able to die!"
This man was horrified and shouted softly: "The king of Demonic Sound Sect and our sect master are the same!"
Ding Hao was shocked and said in surprise: "You mean?"
"Our sect master and Wang Zheng are the real accomplices, and Shang Zirong was just used. I have been responsible for sending messages to the sect master, so I know a little bit about it!" the man panicked.
"Oh! Keep talking!" Ding Hao said seriously with a straight face.
"No, that's all I know. Every time I follow the sect leader's instructions, I just place a jade slip to convey a message to a designated place. I don't know anything else!" the man said.
"Then go to hell! This piece of information is not worth your life!" Ding Hao said coldly.
"According to my guess, Wang Zheng and our sect leader should belong to the same organization. And Wang Zheng's level seems to be a little higher than our sect leader's. That's all. Even if you really want to kill me, I only know this much.
Okay. These are my usual guesses based on observation, please let me go!"
This person was almost crying, and he uttered such a series of words like a cannonball.
After hearing what he said, Ding Hao suddenly moved, his face was surprised, and he fell silent.
After a while, Ding Hao saw this person looking at him timidly, with fear on his face, and couldn't help but smile, and said: "Your life has been saved! I will arrange something on you, and you will be like this."
The dead generally sleep for two years, and you will wake up again after two years! If your information is wrong, I will take your life after I find out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Hao didn't wait for this person to say anything more, and already started to act according to a secret method of the Wuji Demon Sect.
When I saw that this man's whole body was completely drained of life, his face was as white as paper, his skin was gradually drying up, and his two pupils had shrunk to only white spots, making him look more like a dead person, I couldn't help but sigh at the subtlety of the secret technique.
Ding Hao raised his hand and waved, and the man's whole body was dragged by the black light and slowly floated up, then suddenly fell into an empty coffin on the right.
Then Ding Hao turned to look at the other person and said with a smile: "Do you have any information that can be used to exchange for your life?"
The man's face was startled, and then he was thinking hard with a painful expression.
Ding Hao shook his head, knowing that this person should know nothing, so he coldly began to use the Wuji Demonic Skill to devour and digest the true energy of this person's body.
As the man's body shrank to a dry form, Ding Hao began to use the Wuji Demonic Art to remove the dregs and extract the essence from the swallowed true energy, and slowly transferred it into his own Zifu Nascent Soul.
Under such circumstances, Ding Hao suddenly felt that his spiritual consciousness was gradually becoming empty, and his spiritual sense began to slowly expand in all directions. It was as if he was in the void, proudly watching everything in the tomb within a radius of thirty miles.
Some.
Even the overgrown and dark areas in the mausoleum could not escape the gaze of his discerning eye, and waves of dark air slowly gathered from all directions towards the cave where he was.
Those dim air masses, like trickling streams, drifted endlessly, suspended within a radius of thirty miles. They were full of resentment and hatred for everything in the world, like evil ghosts lingering in the world, unwilling to leave and return to nothingness.
Ding Hao knew in his heart that this dim air mass was simply the resentment of all the resentful spirits spreading endlessly throughout the tomb!
Looking carefully again, Ding Hao's eyes even penetrated the obstruction of several feet thick stones outside the cave, and saw a person sitting cross-legged inside the cave.
That's your own body!
He saw the "Qingming Cauldron" hanging high above his head, slowly rotating, and green light swimming around in the "Qingming Cauldron", as if a dragon and snake were circling and moving wildly on the "Qingming Cauldron".
The grievances of the dead that poured in from all directions floated into the "Qingming Cauldron" one after another, and disappeared between heaven and earth with the "squeaking" green smoke.
As for the "Qing Ming Cauldron", the green light became more and more intense. As it rotated, a trace of green light as clear as water overflowed from the cauldron, flowing slowly from the Tianling Cap above his head into his head, where he was sitting cross-legged.
Move the soul and refine the spirit!
Inexplicably, four words appeared in Ding Hao's mind for no reason, and Ding Hao seemed to have a little more understanding. The understanding came from the "Qingming Cauldron"!
And a 100-word magic formula suddenly appeared in Ding Hao's mind, as if Ding Hao should have known it in the first place. Just like this, Ding Hao finally knew the true function of "Qingming Cauldron" - to move souls and refine gods.
At the same time, Ding Hao suddenly felt that three messages appeared in his consciousness. The messages were full of hostility, but their meanings were the same: "Who are you, and why did you come to the Sword Demon Palace?"
Li Ran was startled, and Ding Hao's figure was shaken!
The next moment, Ding Hao felt that his consciousness had returned to normal again, and what he saw was still a damp, dark, eerie cave. There were several coffins around, and even the corpse of the Resentful Spirit Sect disciple who had just turned into a mummy.
The corpses remained unchanged.
But Ding Hao knew clearly that the change had actually occurred, but it happened to his body.
To be precise, it happens within your own ocean of consciousness!