I Can Strengthen Infinitely

Chapter 494: Chapter 296: Face-Changing Beauty Fist (Part 4)

This place looks eerie and always gives off a strange feeling.

"Enough with the nonsense. Introducing you to the Left Guard Envoy is a form of recognition. Once you’ve met him, you can truly be considered a member of the Celestial Evil Sect," said the hooded figure in an extremely hoarse voice.

Wang Mazi let out a sigh of relief upon hearing this, thinking his lies had not been uncovered.

However, he failed to notice the cruel smile that formed on the face beneath the hood after speaking those words.

There were plenty of people who wanted to join the Celestial Evil Sect; what was a guy growing up in the Eastern Wastelands compared to them, daring to think he could join?

After an unknown amount of time walking deeper, Wang Mazi saw the torches embedded in the walls disappearing one by one behind him, until finally a large open area appeared in his vision.

At this moment, at least a hundred men and women of all ages sat cross-legged in the open area, cultivating with the Celestial Evil Curse, with clouds of black mist floating above their heads, occasionally revealing human faces.

"Master, are these all disciples of our sect?" Wang Mazi asked.

"Yes, they, like you, joined the sect halfway. Don’t ask any more questions. Find a place to sit down and start cultivating. When the Left Guard Envoy arrives, someone will notify you all to stand up."

Wang Mazi dared not dawdle and immediately walked toward those people, then found a spot and sat down to begin his cultivation.

The smile on the hooded figure’s face grew even more cruel but said nothing more, standing silently in place waiting.

After a short while, a man emerged from a nearby passage, holding a black umbrella in his hand, with a dragon arm as his right hand; it was indeed Xuanyang Monarch himself.

With Xuanyang Monarch’s arrival, a commotion arose in the open area, and everyone stood up to look at him, anxious to memorize the appearance of this significant figure in the Celestial Evil Sect.

"With these gathered here, the Ten Thousand Souls Umbrella should be sufficient," Xuanyang Monarch said coldly, looking at Wang Mazi and the others, with an icy gaze like watching livestock he had raised.

Following behind Xuanyang Monarch, an elder nodded and said, "As always, your insight is remarkable. You had us recruit disciples everywhere as soon as we arrived in the Eastern Wastelands to become part of the Ten Thousand Souls Umbrella."

With those words, the purpose became instantly clear: Wang Mazi’s group was never considered as members by these people of the Celestial Evil Sect but were meant to become souls on the Ten Thousand Souls Umbrella.

In full view of everyone, Xuanyang Monarch tossed the Ten Thousand Souls Umbrella upward, and the entire umbrella spun freely in mid-air.

Suddenly, a fierce yin wind arose, and the area was engulfed in gloom, causing Wang Mazi and the others to feel a heavy weight in their hearts, sensing impending doom.

Then a large number of ghosts flew out from the Ten Thousand Souls Umbrella, sweeping toward Wang Mazi’s group.

Facing the sudden attack from Xuanyang Monarch, everyone now understood the Celestial Evil Sect’s true intent in gathering them there tonight.

It was to annihilate them all!

With this realization, they could no longer sit and wait for death, and each unleashed their specialized techniques against the ghosts.

The open area was immediately filled with a dazzling array of moves.

Above were the approaching ghosts, below the Secret Techniques of Celestial Evil.

The battle was surprisingly matched, with neither side gaining the upper hand.

Wang Mazi’s heart grew colder; this situation was truly dire.