Chapter 266: Soul Refining Pearl (1)
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Aspiring to the Immortal Path Chapter 266: Soul Refining Pearl (1)

Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr

Tang Jie had barely finished speaking when soft laughter drifted out from all around them.

In the darkness, Old Crow Ridge was cold and creepy. As that sinister laughter rang out, everyone felt an ill wind blow across their hearts, causing their blood to run cold.

Qin Zhou said in shock, "Fiends! Run!"

"You think there's still time?" A cold and sinister voice chuckled.

Black smoke erupted from their surroundings, making it impossible to tell north from south as shadowy figures appeared. Numerous fiends were concealed in the smoke, and the Green Hill Sect disciples didn't know where to go.

"We're done for!" The five Green Hill Sect disciples were all aghast.

The fiends of Old Crow Ridge weren't something they could deal with, so they had been prepared to run away upon encountering a fiend from the very start. But they lacked observation and foresight and did not realize that some dangers couldn't be run from.

Night had fallen, dark smoke lingered, a sinister wind blew, and ghostly energy filled the air. Strange laughter resounded around them, occasionally mixed with frightening bestial howls. These plaintive and strange sounds couldn't but instill fear and panic.

Qin Zhou was the one who reacted the fastest, barking, "What are you standing around for!? Take out the four treasures! We're fighting our way out!"

The sword on his back flew out, unleashing a dazzling white light that cut down a fiend behind him.

The four other Green Hill disciples shook themselves out of their shock and began to attack.

Zhang Chengyun used an Eight Trigrams Token, which let out a light that dispersed some of the black fog.

Luo Yin used a pipa. This pipa lacked any strings, but as she strummed her fingers across it, one could hear the plinking of strings like a clear spring running across stones, the melodious tune suppressing some of the mournful winds.

Ling Jing brandished a silk waistband, which grew larger and larger as it waved in the air, threatening to fill this entire area.

That fatty, Chen Yao, had



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Translator Notes

Tang Jie dabbling in some wicked arts here. Maybe he's going to change classes into Necromancer?

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