It never comes out when there are too many people, it's quite slippery.

"Can't your Imperial Court think of a way? Even if you just dig the thief out, that would be fine. We'd go get him ourselves, ten of us."

This group seemed to be left with no other choice.

Gao Feng and his group came out at an unknown time, quietly standing to the side, listening.

"Ghost Path!"

Gao Feng pondered deeply and suddenly spoke.

The crowd was suddenly drawn by this old figure, each gaze cast over, causing four guards to frown and step forward a little, blocking many views.

But Gao Feng's continued voice could still be heard.

"If I'm not mistaken, the other party is practicing a Ghost Path Technique from the Renegade sects."

In the Cultivator Realm, besides the six mainstream sects of Buddha, Dao, Artifact, Medical, Divination, and Pill, there are also some Renegade sects, mostly strange sects, either already cut off from their inheritance or having very few members.

These things are rarely collected as intelligence by sects.

However, the Imperial Court coincidentally included these as well and even specially opened a classification archive for the Renegade sects to record them.

More coincidentally, the Ghost Path last appeared when the Corpse Refining Sect was at its peak.

"Back then, the Corpse Refining Sect was able to dominate the Cultivator Realm for two reasons: first, they used corpses as a substitution for Magical Artifacts, making their Corpse Manipulation unique and incredibly powerful; second, the Ghost Path Techniques were bizarre and changeable, with one person and one corpse working together, taking on ten was not an issue."

Another mischief by the remnants of the Corpse Refining Sect?

Having just driven away one in a black robe, now comes a pervert.

The ten or so sect elders present were furious.

Two Corpse Refining Sect cultivators in a row all targeting these sects, this was simply intolerable.

Do they really think they're still the Corpse Refining Sect from back then?

"Damn the Corpse Refining Sect remnants, from now on our sects will kill one whenever we see one."

One elder said, his face flushed, and received many echoes of agreement.

"Your Guardian Mansion will help, right?"

A relatively calm elder quickly asked.

He had just heard clearly, if one person and one corpse teamed up, they could fight ten equivalent cultivators.

"The Corpse Refining remnants are also targets for the Imperial Court's crackdown, you can rest assured."

The answer came from Gao Feng, who had been shielded by the guards. He spoke in his old voice.

"However, let me be blunt first. If the Corpse Refining remnants want to rise, they will inevitably clash with the Cultivator Realm first. In the future, if Huaizhou Prefecture needs your sects, please do not slack off."

"Otherwise, if something happens to the Guardian Mansion, the Imperial Court may really plan to withdraw, leaving it to you to handle."

Gao Feng's words were forceful, his weathered tone adding a sharp edge.

The many elders listened in silence, mulling in their hearts. Perhaps when they returned, they really needed to have a good talk with their sects. Not to say they would blindly obey the Guardian Mansion, but at least they needed to maintain a good relationship.

Suddenly, the silent Gao Jue's eyes brightened, pointing to the southern sky, and immediately spoke.

"Fight..."

While the others were still puzzled, the people from the Guardian Mansion instantly reacted.

Sikong Du's expression was filled with excitement, and he quickly asked.

"Is there a fight going on over there?"

Gao Jue looked at him with suspicion, as he couldn't hear him at all.

Sikong Du also realized, his old face reddened. Even if he could hear, understanding might be another matter.

Luckily, Gao Jue seemed to hear something again and imitated the sound.

"Ghost..."

This was already obvious enough, over in that direction, the so-called pervert was hunting cultivators again.

"Bastard, at last, I know where you are!"

Sikong Du said excitedly to the ten or so elders.

"The thief is over to the south, everyone from the Guardian Mansion, quickly follow me."

With that, he soared into the void, and the Palace Guard members dared not delay, following closely behind him, leaving the ten or so elders looking at each other.

"Follow them!"

Even though they didn't know why Sikong Du was so certain the thief was over there, this was by no means an unfounded move.

Once someone took the lead, others naturally followed, and the sound of breaking through the sky repeatedly sliced through the air.

Maybe I should go join the fun too?

Han Yu was a bit excited; this legendary pervert truly piqued his interest. The black robe hunted cultivators for their dead bodies.

This one just strips people without killing them; what is he after?

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"Damn it, what am I really after?"

After knocking down yet another Divine Gaze Realm cultivator, Bai Bufen's white robe was already damaged in many places, and his True Essence was more than half drained from running back and forth.

The cultivator beneath him was already subdued by the cultivation technique, unconscious at the moment.

These guys were truly something, hiding their Magical Artifacts so well.

As he thought about it, he began to strip off the other's clothes, not missing any place where something could be hidden.

Suddenly, a feeling of unease arose. His pupils tightened, and he flickered from his position as a chain snaked through where he had just stood.

When he looked up, it was Sikong Du holding the Guardian Bureau's special Magical Artifact, the Prisoner Lock, with a group of Palace Guards following behind.

He didn't consider the Palace Guards to be a threat; they were just junior cultivators who hadn't even reached the Divine Gaze Realm, and he didn't even fear Sikong Du.

But what was going on with the ten or so Divine Gaze Realm cultivators approaching from afar?

He was clearly cautious enough, only targeting those who were alone, and it was rare for him not to take lives.

He was just snatching a few things, so why did it cause such a scene, and how did he expose his location?

There were too many things he didn't understand, but Sikong Du clearly had no intention of letting him figure it out.

Seeing him infuse his True Essence, the chain extended once more, reaching seven or eight meters, then with a command to Bai Bufen.

"Trap."

The chain crept forward like a giant python, and Bai Bufen quickly escaped into the void, the chain following closely. Before long, the ten or so elders had arrived at the scene.

Seeing someone in a white robe, each of them glared, seething with rage.

"All together!"

Various True Essences transformed into different forms in the sky, collectively striking at Bai Bufen.

"Ghost Concealing Eyes!"

Startled, Bai Bufen hurriedly waved his hand, setting up True Essence. A ripple appeared in the void, and he miraculously disappeared from sight.

All the attacks missed, and everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

Where did he go?

"Stay concentrated and alert, a person can't just disappear suddenly; this must be a Blinding Technique."

Sikong Du glanced at the empty sky, abruptly raising his voice to remind everyone.

Bai Bufen truly had no intention of entangling with this group. If it were a one-on-one fight, no one here could withstand him, but with his Great Perfection Realm going against a group of Divine Gaze Realm...

He wasn't that blindly confident.

That would be no different from seeking death.

"Clang!"

At this moment, a Divine Gaze Realm cultivator who had entered the city pulled out a small gong, which grew larger in the wind and was struck fiercely. The sound waves rippled out in all directions.

The sound wasn't grand, and its power was pathetically weak, yet, as the sound wave brushed through the void, a unique ripple was set off in midair.

"Hiding there!"

The cultivator quickly pointed and shouted.

In an instant, the Chain Flying Sword, True Essence Magical Artifacts, all targeted that spot, forcing Bai Bufen to reveal himself, who quickly formed a hand seal.

"Ghostly Shadows!"

With a command, his figure suddenly split into two, two into four, four into eight, and in just a moment, turned into sixteen replicas.

"They're all illusions; he's surely hiding amongst them, attack them all together."

Sikong Du decided, if you can't tell them apart, attack them all.

The sweeping chain abruptly circled back, aiming to ensnare all the illusions, the rest of the Magic Artifacts and True Essences rapidly diverged, each striking a different location.

"Ghostly Wail!"

In the midst of the many illusions, Bai Bufen cursed, "Bastard," and once again formed a hand seal.

In an instant, all the illusions let out a piercing wail, the sound so sharp that it sent a pang through the hearts of those who heard it.

"Found you!"

Sikong Du, enduring the throbbing in his heart, surveyed his surroundings, spotting a slightly different figure among the ghostly shadows.

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