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"It's time to activate the Lotus Mirror."

A high-ranking Buddhist spoke solemnly, his voice echoing in the air, as if carrying an irresistible majesty.

As soon as these words were spoken, the originally noisy and chaotic scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on this senior executive, with curiosity and expectation flashing in their eyes.

The Lotus Mirror, as a secret treasure of Buddhism, possesses the mysterious power to peer into the secrets of heaven.

However, each time it is used, its power is weakened, and now its power is less than 30%.

If you use it one or two more times, you may never be able to use it again.

Therefore, Buddhists have always regarded it as a precious treasure and will never use it easily unless it is absolutely necessary.

"We have to figure out what caused this future death."

Another old Buddhist monk spoke slowly, his voice revealing a deep worry.

His brows were furrowed, and his eyes flashed with determination.

"Otherwise, how can we explain to the adults? How can we explain to the Buddha?"

After the old monk's words fell, everyone fell into deep thought.

They knew that this matter was of great importance, and if the cause was not found out, their reputation and status would be seriously affected.

Finally, the top leaders nodded and agreed to use the Lotus Mirror to find out the truth.

As the lotus mirror quietly started up, a dream-like scene suddenly appeared before my eyes.

Everything seems to be shrouded in a hazy fog, making it difficult to see its true appearance. "

“In this haze, the soul of the future was unexpectedly drawn by a mysterious force and slowly collected into a gloomy and strange Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

"What! Is this the legendary Ten Thousand Souls Banner?"

"This person must be an evil cultivator without a doubt!"

When the monks saw this, they cried out in surprise, their faces filled with fear.

The light of the Lotus Mirror was tightly locked onto the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, but the person controlling the Lotus Mirror seemed to intentionally conceal his figure and face, always hiding in the mist, making it impossible to get a glimpse of his true appearance.

"What should I do now?"

An indescribable panic surged in the hearts of the monks. They knew very well that the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was a possession of evil cultivators and possessed the terrifying power to devour souls and control living beings.

Now this mysterious figure is actually using the Ten Thousand Souls Banner here. He must have some plan, and they have no way to deal with it.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner in the mist emitted a faint light, as if countless wronged souls were roaring and struggling in it, while the person controlling the Lotus Mirror remained silent, making it impossible to figure out his true intentions.

At this moment, the whole scene seemed to be shrouded in a strange atmosphere, which made people shudder.

"and many more!"

The old monk suddenly spoke, interrupting the surrounding noise. His voice was steady and powerful, like the sound of a temple bell, echoing in everyone's heart.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze as sharp as torches, and stared at the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

On the banner, countless wronged souls were howling, their faces twisted, and it was chilling. Among these wronged souls, a figure caught the old monk's attention.

It was a wronged ghost whose face was vaguely visible. He was roaring, his eyes filled with resentment and anger.

The old monk stared at him for a long time, and his expression gradually became ugly.

"That is... Huang Liuyao, the heir of the Huanggu family!"

The old monk said in a deep voice, with a hint of shock and solemnity in his voice.

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar around him.

"What? The heir of the ancient family also met with an accident?"

"Could it be that this was done by the terrifying evil cultivator who specializes in hunting down geniuses? This person is simply too audacious!"

Everyone was talking about it, their hearts filled with shock and confusion.

They couldn't imagine that in this land, there were people who dared to attack the descendants of these top forces.

What makes them even more uneasy is that this terrifying evil cultivator seems to be continuing his hunting activities. Who will be the next target?

"No matter what, I believe that the ancient family must have some secrets that we don't know!"

"Go to the Ancient Family now and ask them to come over. I want to find out who they have offended before."

"Or maybe he had contact with someone!"

The old monk said loudly.

"We must kill this man in order to avenge our future!"

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At the same time, in that distant ancient family, an atmosphere of astonishment and anger was quietly spreading.

This was undoubtedly a huge piece of bad news, especially when they learned that, in that secret realm, except for the two direct disciples of Taoism and Confucianism who survived, all the other disciples who followed in died.

Several of the family's ancestors, who were usually as calm as a mountain, could no longer sit still at this moment, with unprecedented anger showing on their faces.

"Huang Qi! This bastard! Where is he? Come here right now!"

The Sixth Patriarch roared, his voice shaking the entire hall.

"The master is dead, and he, as a protector, still has the nerve to live?"

The Seventh Ancestor was also furious, with an icy light flashing in his eyes.

In the ancient family, the guardian's duty is to protect the master. Once the master is in danger, the guardian usually cannot escape death as well.

Therefore, Huang Qi's survival is undoubtedly a great shame for the family.

This is also the direction that these ancestors urgently need to vent their anger.

The person below spoke cautiously with a trembling voice.

"Reporting to the ancestor, Huang Qi...he has not returned either."

A fierce murderous intent flashed across the Seventh Ancestor's eyes, as if he wanted to tear the space apart.

"How dare he? His soul lamp is in our hands. Even if he escapes to the ends of the earth, as long as we blow gently, the flame of his life will be extinguished, and he will die without a burial place."

The reporter was so frightened that his face turned pale. He continued tremblingly:

"Ancestor, I... I mean, Huang Qi... he is no longer alive. His soul lamp has gone out."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Sixth Patriarch rushed forward like an enraged tiger and grabbed the reporter by the collar.

"What did you say? Huang Qi did not enter the secret realm, why did he die?" The Sixth Patriarch's voice was full of anger and confusion, as if he couldn't believe it.

However, at this moment, another person hurried over and reported the news of the Shi family with a serious expression.

At this moment, the people of the ancient family woke up from their dream and realized the seriousness of the situation.

A chill suddenly surged in their hearts. It turned out that their prince did not die accidentally in the secret realm, but was killed by someone else.

This cruel fact made their anger erupt like a volcano, and the rage burned fiercely in their chests.

What made them even more angry was that the murderer had the audacity to use the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to capture the prince's soul, causing him to never be reborn and struggle in endless pain.

"Who is it? Who dares to do such a heartless thing?!"

The Sixth Patriarch's roar shook the sky, his rage was almost uncontrollable, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light, as if he wanted to cut the murderer into pieces.

At this moment, the ancestor of the ancient family, Huang Wuya, learned the news and hurried into the hall.

He clenched his teeth, as if he could hear the horrifying grinding sound echoing in the air, filled with anger and shock.

"Who is it that dares to be so bold as to attack the heir of an ancient family?"

The Seventh Ancestor turned his head abruptly, his eyes burning with anger that seemed to set the entire hall on fire.

Huang Wuya took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, with a hint of coldness in his voice.

"Who else could it be?"

"It must be Qin Changge!"

Upon hearing this, the Seventh Ancestor's eyes flashed with surprise and anger.

He clenched his fists tightly, as if trying to suppress the anger and hatred deep in his heart.

"Qin Changge... this guy actually dared to attack the prince, he simply doesn't know how to live or die!"

The Seventh Ancestor said through gritted teeth.

Huang Wuya nodded slightly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Yes, Qin Changge must pay the price for this. Our ancient family will never tolerate such provocation and insult!"

The two men's eyes met, and it seemed as if an invisible force was spreading in the hall, filling the entire space with a tense and solemn atmosphere.