Yellow Springs?
Everyone on the ancient warship was stunned when they heard the black-robed elder's words.
Wasn't that an assassin organization that was destroyed 100,000 years ago? He had once flourished and assassinated many important figures. Even those ancient orthodoxies were incomparably afraid.
However, it was later said to have been annexed by the Nine-story Building and the Inferno, and it was annihilated in the long river of history.
Other than the orthodoxies of the major powers, ordinary cultivators probably didn't even know about the Yellow Springs.
" I dare not hide anything. Everything I've said is true. If we hadn't been betrayed, I and the other hall masters wouldn't have died…"
The black-robed old man explained bitterly and began to tell Jiang Minghan about his origins.
He knew that if he didn't explain his value clearly, he would probably be killed by Jiang Minghan very soon.
At his peak, he was also an existence who had broken through to the Saint Realm, and his cultivation was unparalleled.
However, it was only a wisp of a soul now, and it had only obtained its current physical body through possession.
"I'm not interested in your background, and I don't want to know who you used to be.”
"Tell me about the Book of Death."
Jiang Minghan waved his hand and interrupted him. He was not interested in these old-fashioned plots at all.
On the contrary, the Book of Death caught his attention.
If he remembered correctly, this was a book of evil, forged from the skin of an ancient sage.
As long as a cultivator's name or even his birth date was written on it, and then the cultivator's hair or other personal items were used to attract it, it could attract many unknown and strange disasters.
Even those top figures from ancient times had encountered it before, and it was difficult to prevent it.
Later on, the Book of Death seemed to have been destroyed by someone and became a legend, dying in history.
The black-robed elder before him said that he knew the whereabouts of the Book of Death.
For a moment, Jiang Minghan was interested.
"I don't dare to hide it from you, Young Master. Back then, the reason why I, Yellow Spring, was destroyed was because of the Book of Death…"
"Speaking of which, it's only one page of the Book of Death.”
The black-robed elder explained.
Although it was only a page of the Book of Death, it still contained a great mysterious power that could cause strange and ominous things.
To the Netherworld, the Nether World, the Nine Pavilions, and other forces that walked in the darkness all year round, it was no different from a world-shocking treasure. They would naturally try their best to snatch it.
Moreover, at that time, Huang Quan was at his peak. There were many Temple Masters guarding him, and every Temple Master was a super expert who had broken through to the Saint Realm.
Facing such a treasure, they naturally had the thought of obtaining it and went out in full force.
As for what happened after that, the black-robed old man also explained that it was because someone betrayed them in the Yellow Springs and exposed their whereabouts.
" It's just one page…" Jiang Minghan nodded and didn't ask further.
If the complete Book of Death were to appear, the entire 3,000 Dao Domains would probably be alarmed.
Such an ominous item could cause a strange curse to descend regardless of one's cultivation level. It was impossible to guard against it.
Even if it was in the hands of an ordinary person, as long as he could obtain the skin of a Saint Realm cultivator and know his birth characters and name, he could control the life and death of that Saint Realm cultivator.
Even he was tempted.
"Don't worry, young master. Other than me, no one else knows where that page of the Book of Death is. I was intercepted on the way back, so I didn't manage to get there. Even my senior sister didn't get any information.”
The black-robed old man hurriedly explained when he saw Jiang Minghan's interested expression. He quickly revealed his value.
Jiang Minghan glanced at him and nodded lightly." I understand."”
100,000 years was enough to turn the sea into a mulberry field.
Who knew if that page of the Book of Death would still be in its original place? Moreover, no one could be sure what had happened along the way. Could it have already been taken by someone else?
"Wipe his memory."
Then, Jiang Minghan looked at the young man beside him, Ye Xuan, and saw that his eyes were wide open. He was extremely shocked by this news.
"Yes, Master."
A follower stepped forward and slapped Ye Xuan's forehead, knocking him out and erasing his memories of this part.
If the news of the Book of Death was true, it would indeed cause a lot of trouble and panic once it was leaked.
After that, the followers, including Ye Qingxuan, also knew the importance of the matter. They all erased their memories of the conversation.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Minghan nodded slightly. He was not surprised that they were so self-aware.
After all, as followers, all benefits should be prioritized by the master. Even if they were asked to die, they could not refuse, let alone a small matter like cutting off a portion of their memories.
After leaving the Scarlet Flame Ancient Star, Jiang Minghan followed the black-robed old man's memory and headed to the location recorded in the Book of Death.
After he knew about this, he naturally would not spare the black-robed old man's life.
From the black-robed old man's memories, Jiang Minghan learned a lot of secrets about the Yellow Springs, including how he knew the whereabouts of the Book of Death.
He had originally planned to look for the hot shots.
However, he did not find the hot shots. Instead, he found clues about the Book of Death. This could be considered a pleasant surprise.
"According to the black-robed old man's memories, if that page of the Book of Death was born, it should have been wandering in the human world a long time ago. It's just that no one has discovered its use and origin…"
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Nan Que Holy City.
As one of the most famous holy cities in the 3,000 Dao Domains, it had existed for more than a million years. It occupied a vast area that spanned hundreds of thousands of kilometers.
The city had a myriad of scenery, and the palaces and pavilions were arranged in rows, extending endlessly and majestic.
The clouds were misty, and the silver waterfall fell. Many ancient divine mountains were located in the depths, towering without a top. They were covered in clouds all year round, appearing mysterious and detached.
Disciples, elders, and important figures of various ancient orthodoxies and forces often appeared in this city. It was extremely lively and full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
On both sides of the long street, there were all kinds of shouts, except for the patrolling cultivators.
The most common ones were all kinds of stalls and markets, with all kinds of natural treasures on display.
"You want to charge 300 spirit stones for these raw gemstones? Why don't you go rob them? I was afraid that I would be tainted by bad luck…"
" One price, thirty spirit stones!"
At this moment, in front of an extremely desolate and dilapidated stone gambling den filled with weeds.
A few young men in embroidered clothes were weighing a few raw gemstones the size of a face in their hands as they spoke impatiently.
" Three hundred spirit stones is the lowest price I can offer. In the past, it would cost a few thousand spirit stones, or even ten thousand spirit stones...."
A young woman dressed in coarse linen looked at them stubbornly and insisted on the price.
Her face was extremely delicate, her eyebrows moving, and her eyes were very clear, but they were stained with mud, making her face look a little gray.
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