Liu An showed a trace of confusion on his face and was about to ask again.

The body of the withered old man suddenly shook, the only blood on his face quickly faded, and his body fell from mid-air.

Liu An's expression changed, and he hurriedly reached out to catch the withered old man.

"Uncle Master, what's wrong with you?" he exclaimed.

Everyone on the giant boat was also shocked.

Liu An hugged the withered old man and landed on the giant boat.

"Hurry up and get out of here...before Wuchen finds out..." the withered old man said with difficulty.

The three giant boats immediately set sail again, but instead of walking in a straight line, they shifted their sailing direction and quickly disappeared into the vast sea.

On the giant boat, everyone gathered obediently at the stern, and no one said a word.

Shi Mu stood near the side of the ship, looking towards the bow.

On the bow of the ship, a black barrier opened on the willow bank, covering the body of the withered old man, and the young woman in gray skirt stood aside.

Wisps of black energy came out of the barrier and merged into the body of the withered old man.

However, the complexion of the withered old man did not improve at all, but became more and more gray. If his eyes could not move occasionally, he would be no different from a dead person.

"It's useless...I used the forbidden technique to forcibly raise my cultivation level to the heavenly level. I used the last star stone I kept to open the channel for the dead and summoned the White Tiger Ghost King...all my short life span has been exhausted. …But it’s worth it if I can save you all…” The withered old man’s voice was weak.

There were tears in the eyes of the young woman in the gray dress. Liu An had a calm expression on his face. He did not speak and just operated the magic circle with all his strength.

"An'er, there is no need to waste your efforts... We are going to Xihe Continent. There are countless dangers along the way, and we still need your strength... I will leave the Ming Yue Sect to you..." The withered old man's voice became louder and louder, his eyes slowed down.

Close it, and the last trace of life disappears from him.

boom!

His body spontaneously ignited into black flames, burning fiercely.

The face of the young woman in gray dress changed, and she was about to put out the flames when Liu An reached out to stop her.

"This is the demonic flame of karma. It is the price paid by my uncle for using the forbidden technique. It cannot be extinguished," Liu An said.

The corpse of the withered old man quickly turned into a small pile of ashes in the flames, and his soul was completely destroyed.

Liu An's lips trembled, and he carefully collected the ashes and put them into a small white altar.

He took a step back, knelt on the ground, and bowed to the jar.

The young woman in gray skirt and the other disciples on the boat then knelt down and worshiped the urn.

Shi Mu's eyes flashed, and although he did not kneel down, he still bowed in the direction of the jar.
Chapter completed!