Grandmaster Ha Ha could not calculate Shi Feiyang's whereabouts and keenly sensed that something was awry: The Evil Dragon had definitely made its move!

The most conspicuous figure at present was Long Zhengshuo, a man who had suddenly appeared with strong powers, snatching up the Immortal Scripture Fragments distributed by himself and talking about the "nine fakes and one truth."

Long Zhengshuo, Long Zhengshuo, wasn't he just the Evil Dragon?

After Shi Feiyang stirred up the Jianghu for half a year, and many days of seclusion in spell refining, Grandmaster Ha Ha finally focused on him and hurriedly calculated again.

The outcome of his calculations left him bewildered—could this person actually be Elder Kuzhu?

Wasn't Elder Kuzhu already reincarnated as the child Shi Zhu?

Grandmaster Ha Ha calculated again for Shi Zhu, only to find that this youngster was merely a division of Elder Kuzhu's Primordial Spirit, while the current Long Zhengshuo was indeed Elder Kuzhu's true Primordial Spirit!

Elder Kuzhu originally had his Main Primordial Spirit hidden in the Wuzhong Ridge of the Great Wilderness Mountain, sending a divided Primordial Spirit to reincarnate in Central Earth; this time, he once again sent a divided Primordial Spirit to reincarnate as Shi Zhu, his Main Primordial Spirit, using a previous body to act—it all made perfect sense, logically.

In an instant, Grandmaster Ha Ha's entire body trembled!

What was this old creature up to? What were they planning to do?

Grandmaster Ha Ha belonged to the same era as Elder Kuzhu and was quite familiar with Elder Kuzhu's way of doing things...

The Cosmic Six Strange, all with peculiar temperaments and ruthless dispositions. Though they did not actively commit evil, once they harbored enmity, it was irreconcilable—they would not let it go even after lifetimes, determined to have their revenge.

Even someone as powerful as Grandmaster Ha Ha couldn't be killed by Elder Kuzhu, but if he intended to make things difficult, it would surely make him considerably miserable, meeting obstacles everywhere, looking disheveled, and possibly even risking severe injury and immense depletion of his Primordial Qi.

Could it be, had this old creature been collaborating with the Evil Dragon since entering the Baiyang Mountain gorge that day? Forming alliances to set traps, but who exactly were they planning to harm?

Grandmaster Ha Ha found many things unclear, so he calmed his mind, spent a great deal of Heart Power, and calculated again, only to find the results even more chaotic...

Elder Kuzhu had allied with the Evil Dragon; he couldn't contend with them alone and would need more help.

Grandmaster Ha Ha decided to rope in more people. After careful thought, he concocted a brilliant idea; his fingers emitted ten strands of yellow Qi, intertwining in the air, immediately forming pages of silk manuscripts as per the coordinates, with words from his mind automatically appearing on the pages.

In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, he had a new Daoist book in his hand titled "Blood God Corpse Forest."

He then called over his disciples, Golden Staff Arhat and Mingzhu Arhat, "You two go to North Heaven Mountain and find Deng Yin's disciple, Jiuhai, and find a way to get this book to him."

The two Arhats took the Daoist book and hurried to the Western Regions.

Before long, they reached North Heaven Mountain and after a search, finally found Jiuhai.

Jiuhai was a sacred pigeon that used to be by the side of the Wuhua Family, having reached thousands of years in Dao Level. Once, it accidentally ate seven leaves of the Immortal Mushrooms and slept for 4500 years.

Just as it awoke, the Wuhua Family's ancient tomb faced catastrophe.

Blood God Deng Yin and the Buddhist sect caused an uproar in the tomb, slaughtering the Wuhua Family and Qiong Qi—the three Demon Corpses, eventually taking this sacred pigeon back to West Kunlun as a pet mount.

Years passed, Deng Yin's Mana improved continuously, making consecutive breakthroughs in the Demon Path realm, using the supreme techniques contained in the "Blood God Scripture" to transform the sacred pigeon's essence blood, enabling it to take human form.

Now, Jiuhai resembled a seven- to eight-year-old child, with snow-white skin, a tiger head, and a gaze that twinkled with multicolored lights, dressed in black velvet clothes, wearing bracelets around his wrists and ankles.

When the two Arhats arrived, Jiuhai was casting a spell to collect the Zi Wu Cold Wave from North Heaven Mountain.

The Zi Wu Cold Wave, a "specialty" of North Heaven Mountain, once triggered, stretched for hundreds of miles at its core and over ten miles wide, lowering the temperature in thousands of miles around it. Any area slightly touched by the tail of the wave would instantly freeze everything into ice sculptures, annihilating all living beings!

Even Independent Immortals with some Dao level who encountered it would have to immediately shrink their bodies to the size of a child, their bone marrow frozen solid.

Jiuhai intended to collect this Cold Wave to refine it into a Magical Treasure, so that during duelsspelling battles, he could release it instantly to conquer enemies, a challenge even for Immortals and Buddhists!

The two Arhats stood in the clouds, observing from a distance, only to see below, on the great land, a long white Qi surging like mountain torrents and raging waves, thunderously colliding and forming a huge wave, mixed with billions of extraordinarily piercing strange shrieks, the momentum extremely terrifying.

Jiuhai, enveloped in a sphere of red Demon Light, undulated atop the wavefront, continually shooting streams of blood light into the Cold Wave.

Seeing this, the two Arhats were greatly surprised. Even from their spot, a hundred miles away from the Cold Wave, they still felt the chill hitting their faces, with snow fluttering all around.

This was merely the chill; within the Cold Wave, there also mixed the fiercest Gang Wind and Earth Evil. Jiuhai, merely a spirit that had taken shape from an anomaly, could actually manipulate the wave at will. The "Blood God Scripture" truly lived up to its reputation!

The two realized that Jiuhai was not weak in Mana. Dropping any sense of underestimate, they dared not get too close and decided to encase the Daoist book in a piece of rock, using a spell to send it into the Cold Wave.

The core of the Cold Wave stretched for hundreds of miles. With Jiuhai at the wavefront, they sent the rock from the wave's tail.

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