C55 (1/2)
Han Yan's parents, who were packing up their things in their room, only stood up after hearing the noise in the courtyard. Just as she walked out of the door, she saw the black clothed man walking toward him. After hearing his words, Han Tianhe meaningfully pulled at his wife and did not respond to his words. Instead, he asked, ”Who are you people? What are you doing here?”
Blackstone sneered. He approached the two of them step by step and said, ”You just have to answer my question. Don't waste your breath.”
Hearing the hostile tone of the other party, Han Tianhe understood the seriousness of the situation. ”We don't know each other, you must have found the wrong person!”
Blackstone's expression turned cold. The black fog surrounding his fingers once again condensed into a palm and suddenly grabbed at Han Tianhe. Han Tianhe wanted to dodge, but as a mere mortal, how could he possibly block the opponent's spell? An evil light flashed in Blackstone's eyes. He licked his lips and quickly released the black mist from his hand, entering Han Tianhe's body.
Han Tianhe's body spasmed violently, even more so than Liu Xiyan's. His face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was weak.
Wang Xiujuan's expression changed drastically as she threw herself in front of Blackstone, exclaiming in fright, ”What are you guys trying to do? My son is …”
Just as the words left his mouth, Han Tianhe suddenly shouted, ”Your son is dead. What rubbish are you talking about?”
Wang Xiujuan was woken up by the loud shout. Realizing that she had said the wrong thing, she quickly changed her words, ”Immortal, please let my husband go. I beg you …” As he spoke, he knelt down. The moment he knelt down, he saw the scene in the courtyard. When he saw a pile of white bones emitting a black mist, his body trembled and he fainted.
Without waiting for her to fall, Blackstone grabbed hold of him and said evilly, ”Don't be anxious, both of you have a share.” A large amount of black mist emerged from his right hand and entered Wang Xiujuan's body. When the two of them started to have more and more black fog, almost to the point of draining their blood, he suddenly threw them to the ground.
Afterward, Blackstone patted the storage pouch on his waist and a black banner flew out, floating in the air. The moment the black banner appeared, a chilly wind blew through the room, accompanied by the sound of wailing ghosts. Blackstone raised his right hand and cast a spell at the black flag. In a split-second, the black flag began to emit a strange red light. It started to churn even though there was no wind. It was quite strange.
Blackstone looked at the black flag floating in front of him and said to the two men on the ground, ”It is your fortune to be killed by this old man's soul gathering flag. This flag will never accept a mortal's soul, you two are the first.” As he said that, he nodded towards the black flag twice. Two black lights shot out from the flag, heading straight for Han Yan's parents.
As the red light entered their bodies, the light in their eyes disappeared, and their auras also disappeared. Then, two gray lights appeared above their heads, each about the size of a thumb. Other than the color, it was similar to Jiang Min's soul. Before reaching the Nascent Soul stage, the soul of a mortal was gray. The higher the cultivator's cultivation, the larger the soul. A Qi Cultivation stage disciple's soul was no different from a mortal's.
After Han Yan's parents' souls appeared, Blackstone cast two more incantations, causing a cold wind to blow from the soul flag and the ghostly aura to grow even stronger. A cold wind blew past, sweeping the souls of the two into the flag. At the same time, more than ten dots of light appeared on the soul summoning disc. Other than the gray color of Han Yan's parents, the rest were all green.
The black stone waved his hand and the soul flag flew into his hand. He raised his hand and pointed at one of the grey dots. The grey dot suddenly enlarged and turned into a half-transparent little person. That little person was Han Tianhe. Regardless of whether it was his appearance or the clothes he wore, they were all the same as before his death.
Han Tianhe furiously glared at Blackstone and roared, ”Even if you kill me, I won't tell you.”
Blackstone laughed and said, ”I don't want to ask you anything. I just want to find your son through you.”
Han Tianhe's expression changed as he panicked, ”What do you want to do?”
Seeing the other party's pained look, Blackstone became even more excited and said: ”Relax, I won't let you scatter my soul away, at least not until I find your son.” With that, he pointed at the little person and Han Tianhe's transparent body quickly shrank until it became a grey light and was sealed inside the soul flag.
Blackstone put away the talisman and quickly walked out of the yard. He said to Zhu Hong who was still in a daze, ”What are you doing? Have you never seen anyone kill someone before?”
”I've seen people kill people, but I've never seen you do it like this.” Zhu Hong thought in his heart, but he still said, ”Have you collected the souls?”
Blackstone nodded and said, ”Take both of them. Through their souls, we will definitely be able to find Han Yan.”
Zhu Hong was overjoyed. ”When can we start?”
Blackstone didn't answer her question. Instead, he stretched out his hand and said, ”Where is the thing that I want?”
Zhu Hong slapped the storage pouch on his waist and a palm-sized Blood Lingzhi appeared in his hand. He then took out many things in succession. There were runes, spirit stones, and even some pretty good magic tools. When these items were taken out and Blackstone wasn't quite satisfied, he hurriedly said, ”Brother Blackstone, you need a thousand year old Blood Lingzhi, we can't find it right now. This is eight hundred years old, plus these things …”