The iron door at the underground hall glowed with a ghostly light, emitting strong forbidden fluctuations, and the black-clothed monk who led the way stretched out his right hand and stuck it on the stone door.

A black mist poured out of the palm of his right hand, and the black mist turned into several small snakes and instantly drilled into the iron door, and after a while, a 'click' sound sounded, and the stone door slowly opened.

"Deacon Huang, please come in, I won't go in!" the monk turned his head to Deacon Huang and said lightly

"It's hard work" Deacon Huang bowed his hand, and then stepped into the iron gate, and the monk who led the team turned and walked slowly in the direction from which he came.

Behind the stone gate is a huge underground space, which is a large underground hall that has been artificially repaired, and the hall is circular.

In the center of the hall, there is an octagonal stone platform, on which a huge formation is arranged, and above the stone platform, dozens of zhang, a huge black ball with a diameter of about zhang is hung.

The surface of the black ball is covered with honeycomb-shaped holes, and countless black air currents can be faintly seen around the black ball, and from the small holes there are bursts of whimpering, as if someone is crying.

At this moment, the small holes on the huge black ball are constantly escaping wisps of souls, and these souls float in all directions, come to the area around the cave, and enter the black grottoes on the stone walls around the cave.

Faintly visible in each black grotto there is a black figure sitting upright, these black figures are sitting cross-legged, five hearts to the sky, the appearance of cultivation, the soul that entered the cave into the mouth of the soul, with the spread of a strange aura fluctuation from the body, and as time passes, the aura on the monk's body is rising rapidly, such a cultivation speed, it is simply terrifying.

There are at least hundreds of such grottoes around the cave, so it can be seen how strong the Soul Sect is in this underground hall, and the strongest breath is a black-robed old man sitting cross-legged on the stone platform in the cave.

The old man was full of silver hair, his face was like a withered face, and his eyes were deeply sunken, and at this time, wisps of life souls descending from the black ball above his head continued to burrow into his body, and the speed of absorption was very fast.

As if sensing that someone had entered the cave, the old man stopped his cultivation and slowly opened his eyes, instantly revealing a pair of cold eyes.

"My subordinates meet the Dharma Protector!" The deacon surnamed Huang, who entered the cave, hurriedly knelt down, bowed his head and clenched his fists, looking extremely respectful.

"Well, how is the mission?" the old man asked casually, though without any emotion.

"Returning to the Dharma Protector, the task has been successfully completed, this is the living soul collected by the subordinates, and please take a look at the Dharma Protector!" The monk surnamed Huang hurriedly stepped forward respectfully and handed over a storage bag with both hands.

On the stone platform, an old man's thin arm stretched out from under his sleeve, and as soon as he grabbed the void, the storage bag in the hand of the monk surnamed Huang slowly flew up, and fell into his hand in a blink of an eye.

Then a black light flashed, and a black ball appeared out of thin air, similar to the ball hanging from the top of the cave, but many times smaller.

At the same time as the ball emerged, I saw a black mist the thickness of a little thumb rushing out of the small hole on the ball, rushing straight out like a trapped little snake.

However, the black ball behind him seemed to have great suction, firmly binding the black mist within a certain range, and the front end of the black mist changed for a while, occasionally turning into a humanoid silhouette, but it shattered and disappeared in an instant.

"Well, the soul of the Jindan stage monk is very good!" the old man stared at the black mist for a while, nodded with satisfaction, and then opened his mouth to breathe.

The soul of the Jindan monk who was bound by the black ball was suction and instantly threw into the old man's mouth, and then the old man said casually: "You did a good job this time, continue to act according to the plan, remember that there can be no mistakes!"

As he spoke, the old man's wrist flicked, and some black balls flew out of the storage bag, but the souls around these black balls were not as thick as the previous one.

The old man's left hand was erected, and a spiritual aura was shot at the top of his head, and the huge black ball above his head shook, and suddenly a huge suction force was born, and the living souls in the ball in front of the old man were attracted by the huge suction, and they rose to the sky one after another, and were sucked into the huge black ball.

Then the old man waved his long sleeves, collected the round ball in the storage bag, and returned it to the monk surnamed Huang, and said lightly: "This time the table is very good, I will keep it in mind."

"Thank you Dharma protector, my subordinates will leave!" Hearing this, the monk surnamed Huang looked overjoyed, and as soon as he gave up his hand, he respectfully retreated.

Watching the monk surnamed Huang withdraw from the hall, the old man glanced up at the black ball above, and then muttered in a gloomy voice: "At this rate, when the plan is completed, how strong can the strength of my Soul Sect be, it's really exciting."

"Everyone listen to the order, give me time to cultivate, this time it is all the soul of the monk, enough for your cultivation" Then the old man shouted.

The surrounding area of the cave seemed to resonate, and the Soul Sect monks sitting in the grotto accelerated their cultivation speed.

Longshou Peak, since the alliance monks were divided into small teams and entered the Cangmang Mountain Domain, the entire Longshou Peak has become much deserted, and the surrounding area has become sparsely populated.

Deep in the belly of the mountain, in a stone room shrouded in prohibition, Xiao Tianzuo slowly withdrew his gaze from the wall, and then a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"How's it going?" At this moment, a flat voice came from behind him, and it was the Xuanyin Elder who appeared with the voice.

"Of course, Shun Lì, I just received the message, and the four teams have been resolved, and the monks in the team have been completely extracted," Xiao Tianzuo said proudly.

"That's good, these Alliance Cultivators probably wouldn't have dreamed that the Cangmang Mountain Domain was just a huge trap," Elder Xuanyin said in a deep voice

"Hehe, as long as all these monks are absorbed, the strength of my Soul Sect is bound to increase greatly, and the unification of Xuanzhou will be just around the corner at that time!" Xiao Tianzuo laughed proudly.

"The plan is very good, but don't forget that there is also a powerful demon cultivator in the Cangmang Mountain Domain, and it is not easy to deal with if something happens."

"Hmph, it's just a demon cultivator who hasn't demonized, so there's nothing to be afraid of, and even if it's a demonized demon cultivator, this seat doesn't take him to heart!" Xiao Tianzuo snorted coldly and said confidently.

"What else should I do over there, is there any news coming here?" Xuan Yin suddenly said something inexplicable.

"It's a trouble over there, but when I unify Xuanzhou, I don't have to pay attention to them anymore, and at present, they are too busy to take care of themselves, so they don't have the time to pay attention to me here, just give me a chance" A cold light flashed in Xiao Tianzuo's eyes, and a gloomy aura spread out, as if there was some conspiracy brewing on his body.