Wu Shattered Star River

Mi Hua and the other four cautiously ascended the mountain. As they neared the summit, they sensed their surroundings from a distance. Confirming that there were no signs of life on the mountain, they breathed a collective sigh of relief.

Upon reaching the peak, they found no corpses, but rather a large number of weapons and armor. The bodies had all vanished.

The five were not overly surprised, as they had all noticed the strange occurrences within Undying Valley, just like Jiang Han.

Corpses left here for more than a few days would disappear without a trace.

The five women scanned the mountaintop, searching for clues. Their eyes were immediately drawn to the Demon Suppression Tower standing on the ground.

They exchanged surprised and puzzled glances, wondering why Jiang Han hadn't refined and taken the tower with him.

"The Violet Dawn Sword!"

Mi Hua's gaze suddenly locked onto a violet sword in the corner. In a flash, she grabbed the blade, her eyes widening in fear.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Mi Rong and the other three flew over. Their faces paled upon seeing the violet sword, their eyes filled with panic and dread.

This sword was Mi Xi's weapon, a Heaven-Rank Xuan artifact, bestowed upon her by Mi Ling five years prior.

What did it mean that this sword was abandoned here?

Xuan power surged in Mi Hua's hand as she channeled it into the Violet Dawn Sword. The blade instantly glowed with a violet light, further draining the color from Mi Hua and the others' faces.

Mi Hua's Xuan power flowed into the sword with ease. What did this signify? It meant that the Violet Dawn Sword was now masterless, its spiritual imprint gone.

Mi Xi would never have erased her own spiritual imprint from the Violet Dawn Sword, leaving only one possibility.

Mi Xi was dead, her spiritual imprint extinguished automatically…

Mi Xi's death meant they would surely face severe punishment from Mi Ling upon their return. It also meant the future successor of Soul Palace was dead, a devastating loss for the sect.

"Where is the Specter Saint Armor?"

Mi Rong thought of the Specter Saint Armor, her face growing even more horrified. She exclaimed, "The Violet Dawn Sword is here, but where is the Specter Saint Armor?"

The Violet Dawn Sword was inconsequential, merely an ordinary Heaven-Rank weapon. Soul Palace disciples valued soul techniques above all else, using weapons only as support.

The Specter Saint Armor was different, it was a treasure of Soul Palace.

None of them could imagine the thunderous rage Mi Ling would unleash upon learning of the Specter Saint Armor's disappearance!

The five women frantically searched the area, but despite scouring the mountaintop and its surroundings a dozen times, they found no trace of the Specter Saint Armor.

Forcing themselves to calm down, Mi Rong turned her gaze towards the towering Demon Suppression Tower.

An idea sparked in her mind. "Let's take this Demon Suppression Tower back with us. If we can find a way to refine it, perhaps it will lessen our punishment!"

"That's right!"

Mi Hua and the others' eyes lit up. Losing a Saint artifact but returning with another could offset their failure.

Besides, Mi Xi was the one who lost the Specter Saint Armor; the primary responsibility wasn't theirs.

Immediately, Mi Rong soared into the air, landing atop the Demon Suppression Tower. She channeled her Xuan power, attempting to refine the tower.

After a moment, Mi Rong frowned, ceasing her efforts. She looked at Mi Hua and the others, saying, "There's a spiritual imprint inside this Demon Suppression Tower, making it impossible to refine."

"Ning Xie is already dead!"

Mi Hua and the others exchanged puzzled glances. After a moment, Mi Hua said, "Could it be… that this Saint artifact contains the Star Pavilion Master's spiritual imprint? Didn't Palace Master leave her own spiritual imprint on the Specter Saint Armor as well?"

"This Saint artifact has the Star Pavilion Master's spiritual imprint, so Jiang Han couldn't refine it and didn't take it with him?"

The others considered this, finding Mi Hua's explanation plausible.

They were all troubled. If Jiang Han couldn't refine this Saint artifact, how could they hope to do so?

"Perhaps!"

Mi Hua's eyes flickered. She said, "We can try using our soul techniques to slowly erode the spiritual imprint within."

Mi Rong nodded. "That's one possibility. If the five of us continuously launch soul attacks, we might be able to erase the spiritual imprint inside, given enough time."

"Let's leave this place first!"

Mi Hua waved her hand. "This place is too dangerous. We need to find a way to move the Demon Suppression Tower, find a secluded spot, and then study it carefully."

The others all nodded slightly. This mountain was too conspicuous; any strong cultivators arriving nearby would surely investigate.

Mi Hua circulated her Xuan power, then placed her hands on the Demon Suppression Tower, pushing forward with all her might.

The result…

Despite Mi Hua's best efforts, the Demon Suppression Tower remained motionless. Mi Hua was a fifth-level Celestial Human Realm cultivator. Although she specialized in soul techniques, her physical strength was still formidable. Yet, she couldn't budge the Demon Suppression Tower.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Mi Rong and the others flew up, joining her in pushing with all their strength. This time, they managed to move it slightly.

The Demon Suppression Tower slowly shifted forward, but only by an inch.

"Let's work together and move the Demon Suppression Tower away first!"

Mi Rong's spirits lifted. Although the Demon Suppression Tower felt as heavy as ten thousand pounds, and they could only move it an inch at a time, as long as they could move it, they could do it with enough time.

The five women exerted all their strength, moving the Demon Suppression Tower inch by inch. It took them a full half-day to push it down the mountain.

They scanned their surroundings before continuing to push the Demon Suppression Tower westward through gritted teeth.

There was a patch of ordinary dense forest in that direction, where they had previously hidden.

They planned to push the Demon Suppression Tower into the forest before properly studying it and figuring out how to erase the spiritual imprint and refine the tower.

After pushing for another two hours, they finally moved the Demon Suppression Tower into the forest.

The five women didn't stop, preparing to push it further into the depths of the forest.

The five were exhausted, panting heavily, their bodies drenched in sweat, their robes clinging to their curves.

They felt as if they had been carrying a mountain on their backs for hundreds of miles, their legs weak and trembling.

"Haa…"

Just then, inside the Demon Suppression Tower, Jiang Han yawned and sat up.

He had slept for three full days, his soul's fatigue completely gone, and his injuries almost fully healed. The charred skin had peeled off, revealing baby-like skin.

He stretched lazily, then channeled Xuan power into the Demon Suppression Tower, casually sensing its condition.

"Huh… what's going on?"

After sensing his surroundings, Jiang Han's eyes widened in disbelief. He wondered if he was still dreaming.

He sensed five women outside, laboriously pushing the Demon Suppression Tower. He recognized all five of them; they were all disciples of Green Garment Palace.

"What's happening?"

Outside, Mi Rong and the others were also startled. Jiang Han's Xuan power caused the Demon Suppression Tower to glow slightly, its divine patterns flickering, sending shivers down their spines.

"Buzz!"

Before the five could react, the Demon Suppression Tower suddenly shone with blinding light, its divine patterns rapidly swirling. Then, the Demon Suppression Tower rose into the air, its bottom door opening, and a terrifying suction force enveloped the five women.

The five were already exhausted, their reaction speed naturally slowed. Furthermore, the sudden change in the Demon Suppression Tower filled them with surprise and uncertainty, causing them to forget to escape for a moment.

By the time the terrifying suction force enveloped them, they finally reacted, frantically circulating the Xuan power within their bodies, trying to flee.

Unfortunately, the suction force was too strong. The five women felt a flash of white light before finding themselves in a completely enclosed chamber.

Inside the chamber, Jiang Han stood leisurely, smiling at the five women. "Five beauties, what are you doing pushing my Demon Suppression Tower? Confess… are you trying to steal my tower?"