I Have A Bunch Of Saint Apprentices

In the next second, he suddenly disappeared and reappeared beside the ghost shadow in Wasteland Space.    

"Master! You..."    

"Soulsearch!"    

Shen Jun did not give the man a chance to speak. He pressed his hand on the ghost shadow's forehead.    

While the enormous Spiritual Force suppressed the other party, it also directly invaded the ghost shadow's divine soul!    

This kind of evil thing that was neither human nor ghost, the murderous aura on its body was too heavy, and it was also too disgusting.    

Not to mention that it was just a First Level Meditation Stage minion.    

Even if this ghost shadow still had the cultivation base of a Sovereign, Shen Jun would never let him go!    

The path of cultivation was a path that defied the heavens.    

Every action of a cultivator would trigger karma and affect one's destiny.    

If he really left this thing by his side, or even took it as a subordinate.    

Then his destiny would probably be more than a 50% discount.    

It was truly not worth it.    

Furthermore... Looking at this thing, even Shen Jun felt that he couldn't eat.    

It was too disgusting!    

The Spiritual Force invaded his divine soul and the Soul Searching Technique was activated.    

In an instant, all of the ghost shadow's memories appeared in front of Shen Jun.    

Remove the dregs and extract its essence.    

After searching through the vast amount of memories for an hour, Shen Jun finally found the answer he wanted.    

This corpse had existed for a longer time than Shen Jun had imagined.    

This corpse was found in a secret corner of Central State when the first Snow Holy Lord had been roaming the world.    

The scariest thing was...    

When the first Snow Holy Lord discovered this Devil Clan, it was still alive!    

Although there was only one breath left, he was still alive.    

Furthermore, because of his greed, the first Snow Holy Lord didn't kill him immediately.    

Instead, he brought the Devil Clan back to Snow Holy Land and built a pyramid altar there.    

After that... After that... In the following days, the first Snow Holy Lord had used countless methods to pry out a lot of secrets from the mouth of the Devil Clan, as well as a lot of knowledge about the Devil Clan.    

Having obtained these cultivation techniques of the Devil Clan, the first Snow Holy Lord had indeed fulfilled his ambitions.    

He had found a way to live forever, but at the same time, he had fallen into the trap set by the Devil Clan.    

Not only had he become so disgusting, but he had also been imprisoned in this forbidden land.    

He had not seen the sun for millions of years.    

However, the first Snow Holy Lord indeed had some ability. After countless years of research, not only had he found four teammates for himself, he had also discovered the flaw of this trap.    

However, just as they were about to regain their freedom.    

They encountered Shen Jun, who was carrying a Devil God Bone.    

All of their ten thousand years of hard work were instantly destroyed.    

His divine soul had been destroyed, and he had completely disappeared from this world.    

Perhaps the Hand of the Heavenly Dao had really stirred up fate in this world.    

The evil fruit that had been created ten thousand years ago had been collected ten thousand years later.    

After obtaining the information he wanted, Shen Jun casually struck out a divine ability.    

In the end, the ghost shadow was completely wiped out before it could even let out a wail.    

However, Shen Jun's expression still didn't look too good.    

Devil Clan!    

A hundred thousand years ago, the Devil Clan had turned the world upside down, but there were still remnants of the Devil Clan!    

To this world, this was not good news.    

With a thought, Shen Jun appeared in front of the black coffin once again.    

Eliminating evil.    

Shen Jun wanted to completely refine this corpse!    

With a wave of his hand, the golden red cauldron appeared once again.    

Shen Jun threw the corpse along with the coffin into the cauldron.    

The Devil God Bone was activated once again. Black flames instantly ignited within the cauldron, slowly melting the black coffin black corpse into ashes.    

In an instant, wisps of black fog spread out, instantly enveloping the entire altar.    

Within the black fog, there seemed to be tens of thousands of Devil God screaming and wailing. There were even terrifying illusory figures that were faintly discernible.    

Around fifteen minutes later, the black coffin had already completely disappeared, leaving only the corpse that was still struggling at death's door.    

The strength of this Devil Clan's body had greatly exceeded Shen Jun's expectations.    

With a cold snort, Shen Jun increased the amount of Spiritual Force he had taken out. The Devil God Bone in his body buzzed, and the black flame rose once again!    

Huala!    

The surging black flame instantly engulfed the entire cauldron, including Shen Jun himself.    

The huge altar began to be burned by the overflowing residual fire, making a pool of orange magma on the ground.    

Bai Ling'er and the others hurriedly retreated.    

They knew that this was what their Master was doing, but they did not know what exactly happened.    

"Senior brother, is Master already so powerful?!" Bai Ling'er was shocked.    

She did not know that Shen Jun's talent had undergone a tremendous change.    

She thought that Shen Jun had relied on some kind of secret technique to temporarily increase his strength, and that was why he was so brave just now.    

But what Shen Jun had done now was not something that could be explained with just a secret technique.    

This was, without any surprise, Shen Jun's own strength!    

But... wasn't his master only at the eighth level of the Meditation Stage?!    

"I just reunited with my master not long ago, how would I know about this?" Gan Jiayu stared at the terrifying scene in the distance, and his eyes sparkled. "But I know, I just need to believe in Master!"    

"Master was only at the Vajra realm back then, but he was able to toy with a dignified Great Saint in the palm of his hand."    

"Now that Master is already at the Meditation Stage, killing one or two Ancestor isn't a strange thing."    

"Master, he will always be the one who brings miracles!"    

Bai Ling'er was startled for a moment, then she suddenly smiled.    

She lightly nodded her head.    

That's right, why did I forget about this.    

There were simply too many miracles brought about by Master.    

What did this count as?    

All he had to do was trust his Master!    

This terrifying black fire burned for an hour. It was only at dusk that the black fog gradually dissipated. Shen Jun also flew into everyone's line of sight.    

Bai Ling'er and Gan Jiayu also acutely noticed the change in Shen Jun's aura.    

Although his cultivation base did not change at all.    

They just felt that there was something different about their master.    

And he had become stronger!    

"Let's go, everything has been taken care of" Shen Jun slowly landed and said faintly.    

"Yes!" The four of them answered in unison.    

Shen Jun was in an extremely good mood right now.    

After refining the corpse of the Devil Clan, the Devil God Bone in his body had also increased by 30%!    

Now, he was only 20% away from completely refining this Devil God Bone into his own.    

And as the degree of refinement increased, the Devil God Bone also gradually revealed its original ancient devil might.    

This was also a great boost to Shen Jun's strength.    

Now, he truly possessed the ability to fight an Ancestor alone!    

After passing through the ruins, they walked towards the exit of Snow Holy Land.    

Shen Jun also didn't tell them about his discovery.    

After all, the matter of Devil Clan was of utmost importance.    

It was better to keep it a secret before it was fully implemented.    

The most important thing right now was to find all the disciples as soon as possible.    

This way, he would not have to worry too much.    

"Oh right, Sugar Cane, I remember that your senior and junior brothers had an agreement to gather once every ten years and come to Shen's Tomb to pay respects to your master."    

"Calculating the days, isn't it about time for you all to pay respects together?"    

Shen Jun suddenly thought of something and turned around to ask.    

As for this sugar cane, it was naturally his nickname for Gan Jiayu.