In this chaotic world, frankly speaking, preserving one's own strength is the most important thing. Everything else is fleeting. Yuan Mu Ye didn't take it to heart.

The old Taoist couldn't help but laugh when he heard Yuan Mu Ye's words. "Little friend, meeting you in my lifetime is truly worthwhile."

Yuan Mu Ye's gaze fell on the sword on the artificial rockery.

Vaguely, Yuan Mu Ye felt that this sword was definitely a good one.

If he could take it away, that would be great.

The old Taoist also noticed that Yuan Mu Ye's gaze had fallen on his temple's treasure, so he quickly said, "Little friend, don't look. This temple-guarding sword must stay here. If someone takes it away, something big will happen."

"What big thing?"

Yuan Mu Ye asked curiously.

"I don't know exactly what big thing, but my master said that this temple-guarding sword must always stay here."

It was already five or six in the morning.

As they spoke, the two began to walk forward. Yuan Mu Ye also wanted to see what the suppressed evil spirit looked like.

In fact, a level-nine or higher evil spirit that has been suppressed for hundreds of years may not necessarily still have the strength of a level-nine evil spirit.

After all, having been suppressed for so many years, its strength would have been weakened long ago.

As Yuan Mu Ye walked forward, the old Taoist followed behind, telling Yuan Mu Ye about some things.

Yuan Mu Ye listened to the legends about this Ghost Head Ridge without expressing his own opinion.

Actually, what Yuan Mu Ye was most curious about now was the group of people he encountered in the deserted village at the foot of the mountain. Were they living people or dead people?

Or were they evil spirits?

Or something else?

The two walked for about an hour.

At seven o'clock in the morning, it was still dark.

There was no sign of dawn.

The two arrived in front of a hill with a stone tablet on top.

Cracks had already appeared on the stone tablet, indicating that it could collapse at any time.

It was obvious that the thing below seemed to be about to be suppressed.

The old Taoist immediately said to Yuan Mu Ye, "Little friend, the evil spirit below is a level-nine evil spirit. Now that you're here, why don't I release the evil spirit now, and we'll join forces to kill the evil spirit?"

Yuan Mu Ye's current strength was not weak either. He was at the Great Power realm, and could even be said to be quite strong.

After waiting for a while, Yuan Mu Ye nodded and said, "Okay, Taoist priest, we can try."

The old Taoist stepped forward to the stone tablet and wrote a character on it. At first, it looked ordinary, but after a while, the character that had been written suddenly released a burst of brilliant golden light.

As the golden light was released, Yuan Mu Ye instantly tore a hole in the darkness.

The original stone tablet quickly shattered and cracked.

After the stone tablet cracked,

a gust of wind suddenly rose from the ground, blowing leaves everywhere.

For a moment, the sight of both of them was obscured.

The old Taoist quickly retreated to Yuan Mu Ye's side and said to Yuan Mu Ye, "Little friend, are you ready?"

"Yes."

Yuan Mu Ye responded indifferently.

After waiting for a while, the yin energy became heavier and heavier.

Cracks also began to appear on the ground.

But Yuan Mu Ye and the old Taoist did not move. Time passed by every second. After about a minute, a burst of laughter suddenly came out, "Hahaha, you can't trap me after all. At this point, you still have to let me out."

The laughter was very rampant.

The surrounding trees were instantly broken by the aura released by the laughter.

In an instant, the area within a few miles was completely razed to the ground.

Yuan Mu Ye was shocked by this scene.

But the old Taoist still looked calm, as if he was not affected at all.

At this time, Yuan Mu Ye suddenly realized something important. The strength of this evil spirit did not seem to be that of a level-nine evil spirit as the old Taoist had said.

When Yuan Mu Ye was at the initial Little Power realm, he could deal with level-eight evil spirits.

Now that he was at the Great Power realm, it would not be a problem to fight this level-nine evil spirit no matter what.

But now, Yuan Mu Ye felt a fierce killing intent.

This killing intent made Yuan Mu Ye feel very uneasy.

But at this time, Yuan Mu Ye still did not move.

At this moment, the system's voice suddenly sounded in Yuan Mu Ye's mind, "Reminder to the host, an Earth-level evil spirit is about to appear. If you don't want to die, run away quickly."

It had been a long time since Yuan Mu Ye had heard such a reminder from the system.

His current strength was no longer what it used to be. It could even be said that he was more than a little stronger than before, but even with such strength.

The system actually told Yuan Mu Ye to run away directly.

Yuan Mu Ye gradually felt a trace of panic in his heart.

However, in this situation, Yuan Mu Ye still did not intend to run away. He planned to see what was going on.

This old Taoist had deceived him. In fact, even if Yuan Mu Ye ran away now, he would not be sorry to the old Taoist.

"Taoist priest, tell me the truth, what is the true strength of this evil spirit?"

Yuan Mu Ye suddenly asked.

The old Taoist turned his head to look at Yuan Mu Ye. His white hair fluttered in the wind. After waiting for a while, he said to Yuan Mu Ye, "Little friend, does it matter what the strength of this evil spirit is? What's important is that people like us should eliminate demons and defend the Tao, don't you think?"

After saying that, the old Taoist's figure flashed, and his body rose from the ground, bursting out with a very strong aura. When this very strong aura was released, Yuan Mu Ye instantly felt his heart tremble a few times.

"So strong!"

These were the two words that flashed in Yuan Mu Ye's mind at this moment.

At this time, Yuan Mu Ye had rarely seen so many people who were so much stronger than him.

Yuan Mu Ye stabilized his mentality and did not move for a while. After waiting for a while, Yuan Mu Ye finally moved. His figure moved quickly, and in an instant, he was in front of him. At this time, he also saw clearly the appearance of the evil spirit.

The Earth-level evil spirit did not have fangs all over its body. It looked ordinary and had nothing special about it.

Everything was normal, but even so.

Yuan Mu Ye still felt a little uneasy in his heart. After waiting for a while.

The old Taoist quickly made a move. A huge palm suddenly formed. Above the high sky, the palm released a brilliant light. If this palm fell, the surrounding area would be covered.

The pressure was very strong, so strong that Yuan Mu Ye felt a little breathless.

This huge palm quickly pressed down towards the evil spirit.

The evil spirit looked up and cursed, "Stinky Taoist, do you think you can deal with me? If your master, that old thing, was still here, there might still be a chance, but you? Not enough."

"Is that so? Then let's try."