Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses

“What happened?” Shen Aoqun, clueless, felt his scalp tingling.

His lips twitched a few times, unable to utter a single word.

Despite his boldness, he dared not speak recklessly in the face of such overwhelming power.

Seeing Jiang Hui, who was surrounded like the stars around the moon, Lou Yi immediately understood that he was the decision-maker of this group, so he casually cast a probing skill.

[Name: Jiang Hui]

[Age: 49/?]

[Realm: Late Foundation Establishment]

[Cultivation Technique: Taiyi Heart Sutra]

[Magic: Wind and Fire Talisman Technique, Talisman Combat Technique…]

[Attributes: Upper Grade Fire Element Spirit Root, Upper Grade Wind Element Spirit Root]

“People from the Taiyi Sect?” In just the blink of an eye, Lou Yi roughly grasped the situation.

He immediately spoke up, saying loudly, “Fellow Daoist Jiang from the Taiyi Sect, are you here with so many people to deal with someone?”

Lou Yi mobilized his Qi-Blood, his voice like a great bell, echoing tens to hundreds of miles away.

This alerted nearby cultivators, prompting many to rush over.

Jiang Hui looked surprised, clearly not expecting Lou Yi to break the silence first.

“I am here to investigate the truth behind the death of our Human Race’s prodigies in an alternate dimension, not to deal with anyone,” Jiang Hui said, his tone suddenly turning severe.

“However, if someone has been secretly causing harm, leading to the deaths of our prodigies, damaging the interests of our Human Race,

then they must be captured and brought back for strict punishment by the higher-ups of the Immortal Alliance!”

“Fellow Daoist Jiang should have an understanding of this matter, as the events are recorded in the recording stone,” Lou Yi replied, unfazed by the other’s intimidation.

By this time, quite a few onlookers had flown in.

Seeing this, Lou Yi felt assured, not fearing Jiang Hui would use his numerical advantage to suppress him.

In his hand suddenly appeared a crystal-black recording stone.

Infusing it with Spiritual Power, a large colorful image was projected into the air for all the gathered onlookers to see and hear clearly.

“Gao Wenxuan, you beast…”

Clear scenes of combat, cursing, and screams constantly emanated from the image.

The onlookers were engrossed in the spectacle, chattering among themselves.

“This Gao Wenxuan from the Two Forms Sect is quite insane.

He’s willing to kill everyone else just to monopolize the benefits!”

“The process is quite clear; there should be no disputes, right?”

Throughout Lou Yi’s presentation, Jiang Hui remained calm and unperturbed, as if he had everything under control.

He quickly posed a critical question: “You recorded this footage, correct.

I have a question. How could anyone have the leisure to record such intense battles?

It’d be distracting and wouldn’t matter if they died… unless this person had ulterior motives.”

Lou Yi explained with a smile: “Gao Wenxuan is a man with the face of a human but the heart of a beast.

I recorded the footage to leave evidence, so others unaware wouldn’t be harmed by him in the future.

Even if I die, I wouldn’t want more innocents involved.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Aoqun and Elder Body Cultivator Cao secretly nodded.

Lou Yi’s response was flawless, even portraying himself as a moral cultivator.

“This footage isn’t continuous. Where are the missing parts?” Jiang Hui asked another question.

“As you said, recording a battle isn’t easy,” Lou Yi replied with a laugh,

“It’s normal to record during lulls and stop during fierce fights, isn’t it?”

“Why is it that only you Northern Domain cultivators survived?”

“Gao Wenxuan faced too many opponents, depleting most of his cultivation.

We resisted with all our might and managed to kill him by luck.”

Lou Yi’s explanation led the surrounding onlookers to nod in agreement, finding his logic orderly and reasonable.

Jiang Hui frowned, realizing further questioning would yield no results.

If no conclusions could be drawn, there’s no point in asking further.

Jiang Hui said flatly, “What you said is neither entirely true nor false.

We may not know the full details, but the Immortal Alliance should have someone to discern the truth.

So, come with me to the Immortal Dao Alliance and let the authority there make a judgment on this matter.”

“We are not guilty, so why should we go with you?” Lou Yi directly refused.

At the same time, he realized that the opponent was preparing to start acting violently.

The cultivators brought by Fellow Daoist Jiang, even the weakest, had the cultivation of the Fourth Layer of the Spirit Platform.

More than twenty people combined were absolutely a force capable of shaking the earth and sky.

Lou Yi silently calculated that if the ’turning misfortune into fortune’ indication obtained through manipulating the heavenly machine failed…

He might have to let the first clone sacrifice itself to protect the true self.

The first clone would fully erupt, finding the weaknesses of these people.

And combined with the speed and incredible survival ability of the true self, they might forcibly carve out a path for escape.

But if it came to that, Shen Ao and the others would have to fend for themselves.

“Why bother talking so much with him? Catch him first, and the truth will naturally reveal itself!” Chen Ming, the True Disciple of Two Forms Sect, could no longer endure and struck immediately.

From his sleeve flew out a black and white yin-yang magic plate.

It rapidly spun in the air, from which a large number of crisscrossing black and white cords scattered.

Like a massive fishing net, it covered Lou Yi, Shen Ao, and Elder Body Cultivator Cao.

“Damn it, fight to the death!”

A four-layer Spirit Platform with a dragon head and turtle body rose above Shen Ao’s head, his whole Spiritual Essence operating at full force.

He punched fiercely, shooting out a green pillar of light as thick as a thigh.

This green pillar of light, capable of repelling most cultivators of the Fourth Layer of the Spirit Platform, could not break through the constraints of the black and white fishing net.

Instead, it was continually weakened and depleted, its power dropping by half within just a few moments.

Lou Yi also threw a handful of egg-sized gray shadow thunder seeds, which exploded one after another on the fishing net.

It only caused the net to tremble slightly, remaining unscathed.

’It seems to escape; I’ll need to give it everything I’ve got,’ Lou Yi thought.

He also knew that when his true self went all out, the clone hidden in the dark must immediately erupt to carve out a way forward.

’Haven’t I already altered destiny, turned disaster into a blessing? Could the fortune-telling talent fail this time?’

Lou Yi felt somewhat unwilling, reluctant to believe the fortune-telling talent would be ineffective.

Just when he was about to risk it all.

’Swish!’

A golden beam filled with murderous intent came from afar, fiercely striking the black and white fishing net, causing it to halt momentarily in the air.

Then, dozens of pea-sized transparent water droplets formed a seven-star array in the void, shimmering brightly.

Simultaneously, it desperately collided with the black and white fishing net, causing it to vibrate continuously, its speed of descent abruptly slowing.

Additionally, green vines as tough as gold and iron twisted in the air like spirit snakes, continuously striking the black and white fishing net.

Another unfamiliar jade white treasure bottle flew through the sky.

The mouth of the bottle turned downward, spewing a large expanse of brilliant rainbow light.

Finally, the net was completely pushed aside, no longer posing a threat to Lou Yi and the others.

Several familiar techniques within made Lou Yi’s face flash with joy.

“Lin Xuan, Ding Shiniang, Elder Gui…”

He turned his head.

Sure enough, he saw Lin Xuan, who looked like an eight or nine-year-old child with a high ponytail, red lips, and white teeth;

Ding Shiniang, dressed in a red dress, voluptuous and charming;

Elder Gui, with gray hair and a slightly hunched figure;

And numerous unfamiliar cultivators with powerful cultivation.

Among them, Ding Shiniang and Elder Gui had experienced some astonishing encounter, having broken through to the Fourth Layer of the Spirit Platform.

They didn’t stand out among the group of cultivators, as there were several individuals whose cultivation was above the Fifth Layer of the Spirit Platform.

Among all the cultivators, one young cultivator clad in a dark robe edged in white was the most eye-catching.

He appeared to be in his twenties, tall and upright like a pine tree, with eyes as deep as a cold pool, starry in brows, and exuding an aura of imposing sharpness.

“Su Xinghe?” Lou Yi was somewhat surprised, recognizing this cultivator he had once dealt with.

“Daoist of the Infinite Sword Sect, Su Xinghe.” Jiang Hui, always wearing a faint smile, for the first time, showed a change in expression.

His gaze was fixed on this newly appeared peerless talent, filled with vigilance.

Infinite Sword Sect, one of the seven major Alliance Hierarch sects of the Immortal Dao Alliance, held an equal position with the Taiyi Sect.

Moreover, its sect’s Nascent Soul True Monarch was in the prime of life, and the sect’s prestige over the past thousand years slightly surpassed that of the Taiyi Sect.

Not to mention, Su Xinghe was the Daoist of the Infinite Sword Sect, while he was merely a True Disciple of the Taiyi Sect.

In terms of status, he was indeed slightly inferior.