Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

The post office walked to Yang Xuan's side and pointed at a soul in front of him. It was a middle-aged man wearing luxurious clothes. He looked like he was from a wealthy family when he was alive.    

Yang Xuan looked at him for a few times but did not see anything. He immediately looked at the post officer with a puzzled look.    

"The fabric on his body is from the south. The embroidery on it is also from the south. The style is very traditional. I have seen it in the caravan in the south before." The man explained slowly.    

Speaking of the south, Yang Xuan immediately recalled what they had said before. The Heavenly Devil Great Formation had appeared in the south twenty years ago and caused the chaos of the spectral cultivators. He widened his eyes for a moment.    

"You mean..."    

"That's right. These people are all the people who died in the past!"    

The post office's words were loud and clear, instantly making Yang Xuan dumbfounded. These people had been dead for twenty years, but their souls were trapped here, unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation. How cruel was that?    

Very quickly, Yang Xuan became angry, but for a moment, he was helpless and let out a long sigh.    

"These people are all people with miserable lives. After suffering such a great disaster for no reason, they won't be able to have peace after death. If we can destroy this formation flag, we must comfort them and send them to be reincarnated as soon as possible."    

After sighing with emotion for a while, the two of them took another step forward. They passed through the souls and searched for Ning Zifeng's figure.    

A few steps later, a piercing scream suddenly sounded. Yang Xuan turned around and saw that the souls behind him had instinctively made way for him. A woman with resentment slowly walked out.    

This woman was different from the other souls. Her eyes were full of intelligence, and it was obvious that she also had the spiritual wisdom.    

"Who are you? Why have you come here? Don't you know that this is a dead end?" She spoke slowly, but her tone revealed a trace of coldness, causing the post office to tremble uncontrollably.    

"And who are you? There are tens of thousands of souls here, but you seem to be the only one who is the most different." Yang Xuan said in a deep voice, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.    

He was different from the post office. He had the bloodline of the Phoenix in his body, which could restrain all evil beings. Naturally, he wouldn't be afraid.    

The girl's eyes sparkled as she stared at Yang Xuan for a long time. Then, she let out a long sigh. "My name is Xiuniang. I was framed by a traitor and became a sacrifice for the Heavenly Devil Formation. I killed a whole city of people for no reason. All of them had their spiritual wisdom absorbed. I could only watch in pain. "    

It turned out to be a person with a life of suffering like Lau Hongti. Only then did Yang Xuan understand. He immediately asked, "Did you see a man of the same age as us passing by? It shouldn't have been long."    

Xiuniang shook her head and asked," I did not see it. Are you looking for him? "    

Yang Xuan replied, "That's right. That man had a life-and-death relationship with me. He was taken in because he touched the restriction."    

Xiuniang's eyes gradually became strange. Then her face turned red and she suddenly became angry. She shouted loudly, "You can't save him! You can't even save yourselves! If you come in here, you will never be able to get out! "    

When Yang Xuan heard these words, he knitted his brows and exchanged a glance with the post officer. He couldn't understand why the expression of this woman suddenly changed when she was still perfectly fine just now. Immediately, he had the intention to leave and cupped his hands towards the woman.    

"Since young lady doesn't know, the two of us will go and look for her again."    

After saying this, Yang Xuan pulled the post officer and left in a hurry. Xiuniang stood behind him and her anger had yet to dissipate. She stared at them as they left. Fortunately, she didn't make any more moves.    

As they walked forward, Yang Xuan's Heavenly Eye suddenly lost traces of Ning Zifeng. This made him a little confused. Soon after, he found the eye of the formation where the traces had disappeared.    

After another search, Yang Xuan was surprised to find that the eye of the formation could teleport people away. He immediately confirmed that Ning Zifeng had disappeared here.    

"Lieutenant Yang, should we follow him in and find him?" The post office asked nervously.    

"That's all we can do." As Yang Xuan spoke, he was about to step on the battle eye when he suddenly felt a large amount of killing intent coming from behind him.    

When he looked back again, the souls that were spinning around on the spot had all turned their heads around. Their eyes were red as they stared at him. Their feet were still moving closer and closer to him. In the blink of an eye, the two of them were surrounded.    

"Not good!" Yang Xuan cried out in alarm. He stepped onto the formation eye. The Spiritual Force on his body was activated a few times, but there was no reaction from his feet.    

Finally, a soul pounced on him. The transparent body brushed past Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan immediately felt a headache, and his divine soul kept trembling.    

Although these souls did not have any cultivation base, they did not have any extraordinary means. Yang Xuan was quite surprised that they could attack the divine soul directly. Suddenly! He immediately unleashed the Dragon Soul Spell. A golden light flashed, and a dragon's roar was heard.    

Dragon and phoenix were the most effective against evil spirits. In the eyes of many souls, Yang Xuan immediately became a hedgehog that was difficult to deal with. They all aimed at the post office and rushed towards him with red eyes.    

Yang Xuan quickly rushed to the front of the post officer and protected him. He deterred all the souls and forced them to retreat, temporarily solving the crisis.    

However, the consumption of the Spiritual Force that kept releasing Dragon Soul Spell was too great. It was like a hole had been opened in Yang Xuan's body, crazily leaking out. At this rate, it could only last for two hours at most.    

More and more souls gathered in front of him. There were at least a few thousand of them. All of them were restless, waiting for the golden light to dissipate and tear Yang Xuan and the post office into pieces.    

Just as Yang Xuan was thinking hard, a familiar scream suddenly came from his soul. They immediately made a path and slightly bent down. Xiuniang walked out from the middle and seemed to make them very afraid.    

"I have already said that you will not be able to get out of here. If you knew this earlier, you would not have come in!" Xiuniang faintly sighed and waved her hand towards the surroundings. Her soul completely dispersed.    

Yang Xuan slowly withdrew the golden light from his body and looked at Xiuniang. He immediately understood that only this woman could help him in this place. For a moment, his brain started working rapidly.    

"Xiuniang, don't you hate the person who caused your death? Don't you want to take revenge for trapping you in this place forever?" Yang Xuan suddenly said.    

"Revenge? Hehe, if it was ten years earlier, I would still have thought of this. But it has been twenty years, and I can't see any hope. I have given up a long time ago." Xiuniang helplessly smiled bitterly and turned around to leave.    

"Wait!" Yang Xuan shouted again. Xiuniang looked back in confusion and saw him reach out his hand to grab the void. Soon, he pulled out a cloud of black gas that looked like cotton.    

Xiuniang's expression was instantly disappointed. She exclaimed, "You can actually grab the black gas. Who are you exactly?"