"The Five Immortals listen to the order, you continue to lurk in the human body, and bring this person back to me as soon as possible."

The man, waving his hand, gave an order, and directly threw the picture of the embers in front of the spirits.

The five immortals looked up at the man, and all of them showed hesitation on their faces, as demon spirits, if they want to lurk in the world, they naturally need to possess people, and the serial killings in the 'Flower Language Case' are actually the incidents they deliberately created in order to lurk in the world.

The five immortals knew that the man's orders could not be disobeyed, and although he looked like a child, his strength was far above them.

So, the five immortals could only nod their heads in agreement, looked at the embers in the photo, and said, "Lord Immortal, this person is the descendant of the sewing corpse?" ”

The man did not answer directly, but continued to caress the three sacrificial vessels, the one above all things, as if he was in control of time and space, as if everything was under his control.

His fingers gently caressed the surface of the three major sacrificial vessels, each emitting a unique light, as if resonating with his fingers.

The man whispered the name of each sacrificial vessel, and each name, like an ancient incantation, echoed in the air, bringing with it a solemn and mysterious aura.

He took a deep breath and began to chant.

The man's voice, like the murmuring of a stream, and like a mountain wind blowing through the forest, was gentle and powerful, and as he chanted, the three sacrificial vessels began to glow more and more intensely, and their power filled the air, as if they were about to explode.

Suddenly, the man's voice stopped.

All the light also disappeared in an instant, and the three major sacrificial vessels disappeared at the same time, causing all the spirits to feel frightened and lost, but the man, the next words, made everyone agitate again.

"My believers, as long as we find him and let the three sacrificial vessels merge, we will no longer be exiled slaves, and the nest and the human world will all belong to us."

The man's ability to fan the flames of agitation caused the spirits to fall into an endless carnival again.

The spirits know that as long as the three sacrificial vessels are combined, they can change their lives against the sky, overthrow the tyranny of the Nest, return to the world, and no longer hide in this dark place outside the Nest Domain, surviving their lives.

In this dark place beyond the Nest Domain, the spirits have long endured the oppression of the Nest's tyranny.

The person in front of them, whom they call the Immortal Lord, is their hope, their guide, who finds the three major sacrificial vessels, looking forward to reversing their fate and returning to the world.

The three major sacrificial vessels, each of them, possess great power, and when they are combined, the power is immeasurable.

The Dark Lamp can awaken the dawn and dispel the gloom of the long night, the Ring of the Dead can play a heavenly sound to guide the lost soul, and the Mirror of the Dark can weave darkness and obscure all light.

When these three sacrificial vessels are combined, not only can the spirits be freed from the shackles of the nest, but they will also be able to return to the human world and human life.

However, the key at the moment is how to make the three sacrificial vessels of the sewing corpse vein merge, which has become something that the spirits have been waiting for for a long time.

And the embers became the key to their hope.

"The five immortals listen to the order, whoever can bring back this person will become the head of the five immortals."

In the sky, the five demon spirits, fox immortals, yellow immortals, white immortals, willow immortals, and gray immortals stood in a row and accepted the orders of the immortal lord.

The immortal lord's eyes fell, on them, and he said slowly: "The five of you are all very capable souls, but above you, there is also the Mandate of Heaven, bringing back the Mandate of Heaven Corpse Sewing Man from the lost world is your first task, if any of you can bring him back alive, it will be the head of the five immortals I sit down." ”

The five demon spirits glanced at each other, their eyes flashed with a light of contention, although on the surface, they were all the primates of all things, with great power, and everyone wanted to be the first of the five immortals.

The immortal lord continued: "This person has the secret of the destiny of heaven on his body, bring him back, that is, bring back the future, this person, is in the world now, you have to find him, bring him back to me. ”

The five demon spirits replied in unison: "Obey the decree of the immortal lord." ”

The fairy lord looked at them with a smile, he knew their determination, these demon spirits, all have persistent beliefs and pursuits, they will go to find this human being, and they will also challenge those who stand in their way.

"He's not actually a human now, but just like me, he has been reduced to a 'ghost'."

"Like me? Reduced to a 'ghost'? ”

"Yes, that's not what we're going to care about."

The man nodded heavily, his face darkened, and continued, "His physical body is in the Nest, and we need to find his soul and bring it back to his physical body." ”

"But the nest is heavily guarded, and the ghost head has strengthened its defenses, and the suppression of us has never stopped, and we ......"

When these resentful spirits exiled by the Nest mention the Lord of the Nest, they finally have palpitations in their hearts and show a look of fear.

"In the past, there was the Nest Enchantment, and it was that mediocre ghost head who used humans to suppress us, but now it is not what it used to be, and now that the Nest Enchantment has been broken, it is time for us to fight back."

The man didn't seem to be afraid, the man's eyes flashed with determination, he knew that this was their chance for revenge, he continued: "The ghost head already knows that the barrier has been broken, it is estimated that this nest has become a mess of porridge, this is our chance, sneak into the lair, find the body of the corpse sewer, and bring it back." ”

"However, even if we can successfully infiltrate the lair and find the body of the corpse sewer, the evil power of the ghost head is strong, and his left and right protectors, Master Lai and the one surnamed Liu, are all murderous demons, and his subordinates are everywhere, if we are discovered, we ......"

The other wraiths said worriedly.

"So we need to plan, we need strategy, we have to use their underdog mentality to sneak into the nest quietly, we have to act like a shadow, silently, so that they can't detect it, and there are people inside the nest who have us."

The man said with a mysterious look in his eyes.

As a result, a group of resentful spirits exiled by the nest, under the leadership of the Five Immortals, began to plan their actions.

Taking advantage of the chaos and ruin of the Remnant Nest, they sneaked into the place that once terrified them, and like shadows, they managed to enter the Nest through the forest, across the river, avoiding the eyes of the Demon Head.

However, in the depths of the Nest, the defenses are even tighter, especially the Nest Lighthouse.

Under the lighthouse, it is not only the abode of the ghost head, but also the place where the corpse of the spirit woman is hidden, and the body of the ember fire is preserved in this mysterious place.

This lighthouse is the center of the lair and the meeting point of the two worlds.

It hides in the depths of the pitch-black yin and yang realm, like a lonely watchman, staring at the endless darkness, and its interior is full of mystery and unknown, making people dare not approach it easily.

In the deep darkness of the night, the lighthouse stands like an island, standing in the infinite darkness.

Without the guidance of light, it seems small and lonely in this abyss, as if it could be swallowed up by darkness at any moment.

Darkness, like a heavy curtain, tightly envelops the lighthouse, and even in the bright day, the darkness is still dull and oppressive, as if it has vitality, constantly multiplying and spreading, forcing all light back.

The darkness of the night, even thicker, as if it were visible darkness, thick and suffocating.

The light of the lighthouse, which seemed so faint in the darkness, was like a star twinkling in the boundless night sky, and although the light was bright, it seemed so lonely and helpless against the background of darkness.

Whenever the light passed through the darkness, the beam seemed to struggle in the endless darkness, trying to tear a hole in it so that the light could shine.

Within the confines of the lighthouse, everything is clear, but as far as the eye can see, there is a blur, a deep, frightening unknown. The ocean in the darkness seems to whisper, telling endless stories that are impossible to ignore.

Even if the light of the lighthouse flickered in the dark, it could not completely dispel the oppressive feeling, the darkness was like a shadow, hanging above the lighthouse, no matter how the light rotated, the shadow, always silently watching behind it.

Here, light and darkness coexist, this is the yin and yang realm, the nest.

A chaotic and harmonious world, existing in the endless universe, unique and seemingly ordinary, this is a world where light and darkness are intertwined, the opposition and symbiosis of yang and yin, the alternation and cycle of life and death.

The relict nest, as the dividing line of the yin and yang worlds, is full of mystery.

Everything here is relative, mutual, and interdependent, where day and night dance, where life and death blend, where hope and despair resonate, where new possibilities are conceived, and where every moment is showing the endless changes of the world.

Under the lighthouse, wandering souls, inhabited between the two worlds, wandering on the edge of life and death, looking for seeds of hope, experiencing the abyss of despair, day and night alternately dance, light and shadow intertwined, they dance together, outlining the contours of time, depicting the only rhythm.

Life and death, like day and night, are interdependent, and here they blend to form a perfect balance, revealing the impermanence and diversity of life, every soul is accompanied by the departure of a life, and every hope is mixed with a sigh of despair.

Under the lighthouse, hope and despair resonate here, they follow each other like a shadow of day, like the alternation of day and night, here, hope is like the dawn of dawn, illuminating the road ahead, and despair is like a dark shadow in the middle of the night, making people fall into endless confusion.

The Lighthouse of the Nest, standing between yin and yang, is a guardian and a guide, but it has now become the protector of the tyranny of the Nest.

Under the protection of the lighthouse, the rulers of the tyranny of the nest plan more intrigue and blood, and they use the mysterious power of the lighthouse to establish the order of the nest, establish a cage that imprisons the soul, and bind those souls who seek freedom in the dark.

However, tyranny will eventually lead to revolt.

The spirits of the Lair are gathering in secret, and they have decided to overthrow the tyranny of the Lair, take back control of the Lighthouse, and set the bound souls free.