One day half a month later, something happened!

That night, I went into the house after chatting with Gu Ye for a while as usual, and under normal circumstances, the gray-robed old man should have been waiting for me in the room at this time.

But tonight was a bit of a surprise, my room was empty, and the gray-robed old man didn't show up here as usual.

Could it be that something is delayed?

Or maybe the old man in the gray robe doesn't want to 'trade' with me anymore?

I sat cross-legged on the bed, and instead of closing my eyes to rest, I waited quietly.

At dawn in the second half of the night, the old man in the gray robe appeared in front of my bed, still as silently as before, but tonight the old man in the gray robe looked and felt a little different.

As for the difference, I can't say exactly, anyway, it just feels weird.

He stretched out his thin palm and spread it out in front of me, a ball appeared on his palm, I subconsciously stretched out my hand, but when it was about half a foot away from his palm, my hand froze.

This ball is different from the previous one!

The previous balls were all black and looked ordinary.

At this time, the ball was a little blue, although there were no breath fluctuations or anything like that, but this thing shimmered with a faint fluorescence, and it was faintly visible from it that something seemed to be swimming in it.

What is this?

I looked at the gray-robed old man with some hesitation, but the gray-robed old man was unmoved, maintaining this posture and waiting for me to get it.

Just as I was hesitating and tangling, the cyan coffin in my body trembled violently, and a strange power gushed out, and it directly controlled my hand to reach forward and grasp the ball.

The cyan coffin had never done this before, and this was the first time it had erupted with such a strong desire.

When my hand touched the blue orb, black and white mist poured out, absorbing it directly and swallowing it into my body.

However, at the same time, the power in my body surged out wildly, frantically pouring into the gray-robed old man's body. At this time, the gray-robed old man was like an invincible black hole, desperately devouring my power.

Damn, nothing like this happened before when I was 'trading', what's going on today?

There's no way I'm going to sit still and fight back.

Just as I was about to make a move, my whole body trembled.

The cyan coffin in my body trembled slightly at this time, and immediately after, my consciousness suddenly went into a trance.

A faint sigh resounded in my mind, it was the faint voice of a woman, very ethereal, illusory, like reality.

"Enough, enough for you, go ahead!"

When the ethereal female voice sounded, I faintly seemed to see a woman's figure, the woman's posture and vague appearance, made me think of someone, or a certain immortal!

The mutilated fairy corpse that was swallowed by the cyan coffin!

She stretched out her white palm, gently grabbed the short sword on the gray-robed old man's head, and twitched it slightly.

The short sword was directly drawn out of the gray-robed old man's head, nearly halfway through.

"Roar~"

A low roar came from the gray-robed old man's mouth, and a terrifying coercion burst out from his body, instantly spreading out in all directions.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

There was a roar around him, and at the same time, the terrible howl of the ancient night could be faintly heard, and then ......

Then I sat down on the ground with my eyes dark.

For a few breaths, I couldn't see anything, I couldn't hear anything, and my senses seemed to be clouded.

When I regained my sight and hearing, I saw the Ancient Sect Master, the Nine Elders, and others appear in front of me, and a group of more than 100 old guys were all looking at me with strange faces.

The high-level of the Ancient Sword Sect, even if they didn't all come, it is estimated that most of them came!

This posture ......

"Why don't you quickly help Elder Mo up, what are you doing stupidly?" The Ancient Sect Master said in a deep voice.

Several middle-aged men hurriedly walked over and carefully lifted me up from the ground, my whole body ached, but I was not injured, as if I had lost my strength.

Looking around, I couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

Mo said that the courtyard where I lived before was gone, and the entire mountain seemed to have been cut in half, and it also affected other surrounding peaks, and it was a scene of chaos as far as the eye could see.

The short sword on the gray-robed old man's head was only less than half drawn, and just the explosion of his breath burst out with such terrifying power. If the gray-robed old man had gone all out, how much disaster would it have caused?

(End of chapter)