Chapter 1145: Sudden Death

ng Xiaorou and said softly.Tang Xiaorou still wanted to speak, but she was afraid of making Fang Yu unhappy and not taking her to get medicine, so she didn't say it in the end.Walking behind Fang Yu,..."If you succeed in this task, I will reward you," the hermit said, "and even with this mortal body, you will have a chance to reach the threshold of immortality."

Wang Xiaofeng looked at the Xuanren beside him and said gratefully, "Thank you, Xuan Wudao!"

"Next, the one who will change your body is my disciple." The hermit turned to glance at the black-robed figure behind him.

The masked man nodded gently and stepped forward.

Upon seeing this person, the four members of the Wang family's faces all changed slightly.

They only knew Xuan Wudao, but not this masked man.

This masked man... was giving off a very unsettlingly cold aura.

"You can call him He Dao, or Liù Dào," the hermit said. "He is more skilled than I in the art of transforming souls."

"Rest assured, he is equally trustworthy."

With the explanation reaching this point, the Wang family of four naturally wouldn't have any more questions.

"Let us exit the secret room," the Mystic said with a slight smile.

"Yes." The three Wang family members exited the secret room together.

The mystic glanced at the masked man and also left the secret room.

In the secret room, only the masked man, Wang Xiaofeng, and the unconscious Su Changge remained.

"Bang!"

The secret room door shut.

Wang Xiaofeng looked at the masked figure in front of him, his heart still a little uneasy.

"Lie down." the masked man said.

Wang Xiaofeng was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the stone bed in front of him and lay down on it.

Now, he lay side by side with Su Changge.

The masked man circled around Wang Xiaofeng, muttering obscure incantations and raising his hands.

Wang Xiaofeng was extremely nervous and closed his eyes.

……

Outside the locked room.

"Grandmaster Xuanwu, the Bai family sent an invitation, asking you to join them for a gathering." The Great Elder walked up to Xuanwu and whispered.

"What time is it" the mystic asked.

"The other party said... waiting for you at any time." the Grand Elder replied.

"Good." The mystic nodded.

The Elder hesitated for a moment, then spoke, " Xuan Wudao... Please tell me, who from the Bai family are you acquainted with"

"Lao Bai, Bai Wuya," the Taoist smiled slightly. "Old friends from within the Shen Yin Hui, it's been many years."

"The Hidden God's Meeting... I understand." The Elder Patriarch's face was filled with surprise, and he then nodded, no longer prying further.

……

North Building 101, Hushan.

"Behind the Wang family, behind the Bai family, it turns out they are all from the Shenyin Hui…" Fang Yu's eyes flickered, he said, "After the recovery of spiritual energy, these old undead have all come out of the mountains…"

"What is the purpose behind their support of these families"

In theory, after one's cultivation reaches the Tribulation Transcendence stage, they should have transcended worldly fame and such base pleasures.

"Fang Brother, the masked man inside the secret chamber is about to make a move." Huixu reminded.

"Well, we should strike back too," Fang Yu said coldly.

……

A secret room.

The masked person set up a small magical formation around the stone bed.

The formation isolates the outside air and sound, greatly minimizing interference.

At this moment, the masked man is still reciting incantations.

He slowly raised his hands, wrapped in gauze.

Wang Xiaofeng only felt a tightening sensation throughout his body, and above his recumbent form, a faint white mist rose.

The next second, his soul slowly left his body.

The soul was extremely transparent, and one could barely see its outline without careful observation.

When the soul completely left Wang Xiaofeng's body, his body became completely still, like a corpse.

The masked man controlled this soul spirit, slowly transferring it toward Su Changge's body.

This process must be handled with extreme care.

Exposed souls are quite fragile, even the slightest damage can have a huge impact.

Gradually, Wang Xiaofeng's soul drifted onto Su Changge's body.

The masked man began chanting the incantation again.

"ng Yu said, "It probably belonged to a monk. What does that mean Good or bad""The back" Yan Zhen frowned, her eyes filled with confusion as she asked, "You didn't get a good look at this person's face...