Holding the crystal cup, Zhang Yuanqing waited quietly for a few seconds, and an item information appeared:

【Name: Fallen Holy Grail (Damaged)】

【Type: Vessel】

【Function: Control, Corruption】

【Introduction: Hundred! Degree! Search! A cup beloved by a great existence in the Spirit Realm, it accidentally came into contact with the blood of the great existence, containing the laws within the blood and transforming into a rule-type item.】

【Remark 1: Crawl beneath my feet, submission is your only choice, only death can end it.】

【Remark 2: Please collect the corresponding materials as soon as possible to repair this rule-type item.】

"The introduction of the damaged item is simple, but the simpler the thing, the more terrifying it is to be controlled by the Fallen Holy Grail, which means that death is the only way to release it."

With limited time, Zhang Yuanqing put the Fallen Holy Grail into his inventory, then took the scarecrow from the hands of Brother Bing without checking its item information and also put it into his inventory.

Next, he quickly cleaned up the battlefield with the red hat and red dancing shoes, then squatted down beside the corpse, feeling around.

The roster!

Zhang Yuanqing did not forget his ultimate goal of capturing Black Wuchang. The roster is a record of the fallen, similar to the private account book of the Ghost Eye Judge. This thing is different from the Fallen Holy Grail and is unlikely to be an item.

Non-item items cannot be put into the inventory.

Therefore, Black Wuchang either carried it with him or carefully hid it somewhere.

After a simple search, Zhang Yuanqing found a small booklet in the pocket of the corpse's pants. He did not take it out immediately, but used Night Travel to conceal his figure.

Then he took out the thin booklet.

The roster was only the size of a palm, with a black cover and light yellow pages. Zhang Yuanqing quickly flipped through it, searching for Brother Bing's information. "Rustle rustle" The pages turned quickly. The roster was thin, and it only recorded dozens of "servants". He quickly finished scanning it. Nothing!

There was no information about Brother Bing!

"This doesn't make sense. According to the audio recording of the Cat King's audio, according to the memory of the Unjust Heavenly Dao, Brother Bing is definitely a servant of the Ghost Eye Judge, there is no doubt about it. But why is his information not recorded in the roster?"

Zhang Yuanqing felt puzzled.

Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, and he opened the roster again. This time, he flipped through it slower than before.

"Rustle rustle" The pages turned, and then stopped at a certain place, near the spine, with jagged tear marks.

A page was missing from the roster.

Obviously, the page that recorded Brother Bing's true information had been torn off.

"Who tore off Brother Bing's information? It couldn't be Black Wuchang. It's his entire roster, he has no reason or motive to do this according to this speculation. Hundred! Degree! Search! The Ghost Eye Judge of the Spirit Realm is also unlikely. What about the mysterious person from earlier?" "The mysterious person has no reason to tear off the roster, he could have just taken it away directly..."

Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a few seconds, then withdrew from his invisibility, his eyes filled with darkness surging, attempting to communicate with Black Wuchang's spirit.

He was not doing it to devour the spirit, but to verify something.

Sure enough, there was no remaining spirit in Black Wuchang's corpse. "It was that mysterious person who erased Black Wuchang's spirit. Why did he do that? Right, judging from Black Wuchang's reaction just now, that mysterious person and Black Wuchang knew each other. They both have a preference for Chinese and are old acquaintances that Black Wuchang thought would never appear again. So it's understandable why he erased the spirit."

"Is the mysterious person the Night Travel God? Well, someone of that level, even if not the Night Travel God, definitely has the means to erase spirits, such as items..."

"Unfortunately, the mysterious person quickly silenced Black Wuchang, if Black Wuchang could say a few more words, I would know who he is. But it's better not to know."

Zhang Yuanqing's mind quickly turned, analyzing and speculating.

He realized that there was obviously a hidden undercurrent behind the Holy Grail incident.

On the surface, it seemed that the Demon Lord and the Ghost Eye Judge perished together, and Black Wuchang, carrying the Holy Grail, triggered a series of events.

In secret, the appearance of the mysterious person, the tearing of Brother Bing's information, and the erasure of Black Wuchang's spirit.

Zhang Yuanqing was good at analysis. After realizing that he couldn't make sense of these complex pieces of information, he adopted his grandfather's teaching method - starting from the source.

Everything has cause and effect. What he saw in front of him was the effect, and the cause was the hunting of the Ghost Eye Judge.

This led to a doubt: why did the Demon Lord want to hunt the Ghost Eye Judge?

"Brother Bing was one of the 'killers' who participated in the hunting of the Ghost Eye Judge at that time. If I can find him, maybe I can unravel the mystery."

At this moment, he heard the sound of chaotic footsteps coming from a distance.

Following the sound, at the end of the street, a group of people were running in the night.

Leading the way was Captain Teng Yuan, the fastest to update the Spirit Realm Walkers, an extremely negative middle-aged man in life and work, but he took the lead when rescuing his comrades. Jiang Jingwei and Guan Ya were on his left and right. The former was purely fast and was able to keep up with the 4th-level Plague God effortlessly.

Guan Ya was different. Even the Old Siji's long legs were almost broken from running. She held two guns in her hands, her face full of anxiety.

The second team consisted of Bai Long, Qing Teng, and Tang Guoqiang.

The third team consisted of elite members that Zhang Yuanqing had probably seen before but couldn't name.A group of more than ten people rushed towards this side.

From a distance, they saw a figure standing on the street, and a figure lying on the ground. The official practitioners without night vision suddenly felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.

Yuan Shi Tian Zun against Hei Wu Chang, who was lying on the ground? The answer was simple enough for anyone to figure out.

Guan Ya's beautiful face turned cold, and a murderous intent surged in her beautiful eyes as she raised her gun towards the figure in the distance.

A few seconds later, as they got closer, Guan Ya's indifferent face froze for a moment. Then, a look of joy flashed in her eyes, and the "frost" that covered her face melted away.

Teng Yuan, Bai Long, Qing Teng, and others were all stunned, with varying degrees of confusion, surprise, and relief on their faces.

The person standing there was Yuan Shi Tian Zun, but who was the person lying down? A bold thought arose in everyone's mind, but no one dared to believe it. It was impossible.

At this moment, the young man standing on the street, with his hands behind his back, looked at his late arriving teammates and said calmly, "You're late. Hei Wu Chang is already a dead soul under my blade." The running crowd stopped in unison, staring at the body on the ground with wide-eyed expressions.

Long face, narrow eyes, very recognizable ugliness.

Teng Yuan, the captain, glanced at the body, then at Zhang Yuanqing, pushed up his glasses, and said slowly, "You, killed, a peak Saint Realm witch doctor?"

As he spoke, he seemed to be scrutinizing Zhang Yuanqing, as if he wanted to get to know this subordinate again.

"No, it wasn't me, but let me pretend for a while," Zhang Yuanqing nodded slightly.

Qing Teng widened her big eyes, "Have you already grown to this level?"

Bai Long was dumbfounded and couldn't say a word.

Jiang Jingwei put her hands on her waist and laughed heartily, "Impressive, no wonder I protected you. But you dealt with him too quickly. Couldn't you have waited for me to come and beat him together?"

Guan Ya put the two silver pistols back into the holsters on her thighs and walked to Zhang Yuanqing's side, frowning as she looked him up and down, and said, "Are you poisoned? How do you feel? Is there anything wrong with your body?"

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Zhang Yuanqing chuckled softly, "Are you worried about me?"

If it were an ordinary girl, he wouldn't dare to say such ambiguous words. Guan Ya glanced at him sideways and smiled, "I heard that the poison of a witch doctor can attack the reproductive system and cause blood vessel atrophy. You're young and already have no advantages. If you lose a few more centimeters, even dogs would despise you."

Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a moment, unable to come up with a better retort, so he could only temporarily surrender and wait for his inspiration to come tomorrow. Teng Yuan leaned over and checked Hei Wu Chang's body, and said, "How did he end up here?"

Zhang Yuanqing shook his head, "It was a chance encounter."

That was the truth!

Teng Yuan, the captain, asked again, "How did you encounter him?"

I haven't figured out a reason for that yet! Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice, "I think we should contact the Centurion now. If Hei Wu Chang appeared here, there must be a trap."

Teng Yuan nodded, "Makes sense."

He immediately took out his phone and dialed Fu Qingyang's number.

Songhai Third Elementary School.

They were playing a big battle, and suddenly saw Hei Wu Chang groan and then fall to the ground, his soul quickly dissipating, his vitality cut off.

Dead?

This sudden change caught everyone off guard. They stopped fighting and observed the clone of Hei Wu Chang.

In order to preserve his strength, Hei Wu Chang had severed his connection with his clone in advance, or he had already transferred to a safe place. The Black Robed Great Protector frowned.

With Hei Wu Chang gone, he no longer had the intention to continue entangling with them. The Fire Master, who claimed to be invincible in the Saint Realm, was no match for Fu Qingyang, the young master of the Fu family.

And in the siege of the Witch King, the Lord of the Zhi Sha Palace, and the Elder Dog, it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

The purpose of delaying time had been achieved. Although the trade was not successful, there was no loss either.

Immediately, Hei Wu Chang opened his inventory and pulled out an item from the "Void". It was a long sword made of carbonized ink, shining with an oily black light.

This sword was surrounded by Yin Qi. Just looking at it made one's body feel cold, as if their soul was about to leave their body.

"Please, Leader, help!"

The Great Protector held the hilt of the sword with both hands and pointed it forward.

In an instant, dark clouds covered the sky above the school, rolling and surging, condensing into countless outlines of evil spirits and resentful souls.

The lush and dense "forest" quickly withered at this moment, and the animal shadows crawled on the ground, trembling.

The rolling dark clouds finally condensed into a huge face with a vague appearance. Then, a giant hand reached out from the clouds and pressed lightly against the hazy light screen.

Flowers, plants, trees, and animal shadows all disintegrated into pure green light. "Let's go!"

The figure of the Great Protector disappeared, and then appeared next to the heavily injured Fire Master, taking him on a night tour.

The Lord of the Zhi Sha Palace roared in anger, and the red lines behind her exploded, spreading aimlessly, but failed to find the figures of the two.

The Witch King snorted coldly, his flesh and blood merged into the ground, and he quickly left. The Elder of the Hundred Flowers Council did not stop him, silently squatting on the rooftop of the teaching building, gazing into the distance.

After venting, the red lines behind the Lord of the Zhi Sha Palace suddenly slammed into the ground. She took advantage of the momentum to soar into the sky, her skirt and black hair flying, like Chang'e flying to the moon, riding the wind.Fu Qingyang put away the flag behind his back and looked at the devastated school with a frown.

"Elder, we have failed."

The elder of the Baihua Society nodded and said, "The trade between Hei Wuchang and the Dark Night Rose cannot be stopped anymore. I will report this to headquarters, and I will take responsibility for it."

Fu Qingyang let out a sigh of relief, easing the frustration in his heart.

After more than half a month of searching, it was all in vain.

As for joining the Elder Council, he could only give up for now and strive for achievements in the future.

He put away the Eight Directions Sword and took out his phone from his pocket, switching the flight mode to normal mode, about to notify his subordinates to retreat.

But before he could do that, his phone rang.

The caller was Teng Yuan.

Fu Qingyang answered the call expressionlessly and said calmly, "The capture operation has failed, retreat."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then Teng Yuan's voice responded weakly, "Perhaps it's not a failure. Centurion, Yuanshi Tianzun has killed Hei Wuchang nearby."