Knowing the ending beforehand, the raccoon had no interest in their underwater adventure. She began to take small steps, digging and scratching near the dried-up pool, occasionally climbing up and down the boulder that had once suppressed the skeleton.

Suddenly, she touched a piece of soil beneath the boulder.

Perhaps because the soil had dried and cracked, large chunks of soil fell from above and hit Jia Xitong all over.

She quickly shook her body, trying to shake off the mud. A pair of large hands picked her up and shook her up and down, saying, "Look at what you're doing."

Shang Yanting picked up the raccoon that was running around, but Jia Xitong noticed a mark on the back of the stone while shaking it back and forth. "Host, look there!"

She pointed to the spot where the soil had fallen, revealing an inscribed character.

Shang Yanting was taken aback when he saw the words above, and then summoned the other martial artists to this place.

The massive suppressing stone was turned over, and a dozen martial arts practitioners cleaned the dirt off the stone, revealing the writing left on it.

[This place is the burial ground of the demonic cultivator Samido, born of nature and nurtured by the earth. By nature cruel, perverse, and cunning, he cultivates the Great Dao with the intention of bringing devastation to the land of Aotian.]

This demon attained enlightenment through slaughter. If he were to emerge from the world still alive, he would seek to end all killing and save all living beings. If this demon were to incite war, the death of a hundred people would make him stronger. With the suffering of all living beings, he would become a god!

[Stayed in Huzhongping in the year of Gengzi]

She even left a letter of introduction on the back of the talisman. With such a strong desire to confide, it must be her master.

The crowd was unaware that Hu Zhongping was the real name of the God of Talismans, but they weren't foolish enough to believe that the person who destroyed the great demon was an ordinary individual. Especially since Hu Zhongping had said that demonic cultivators attained enlightenment through slaughter, if Wan Zhi truly was the number one demonic cultivator in the world, then engaging other demonic cultivators now would be a huge mistake.

As for Shang Yanting...

He now finally understood why Wan Zhi, despite being powerful enough, was unwilling to take action personally. Sowing discord and intensifying hatred were not his interests; every step was part of his own plan.

No wonder he hated thin barrels so much.

This wasn't just because of the usual abuse he suffered, but also because Xitong had repeatedly and unintentionally disrupted his plans. Thinking of this, he reached out and stroked the raccoon in his arms.

"Dear host, why don't you pick me up by my hind legs and shake me upside down? I feel so dirty."

I was just hit by a huge lump of dry mud, it was really awful.

This outrageous request prompted Shang Yanting to silently take out a small comb and gently brush her hair away.

Just then, the safety rope binding the descending cultivator was suddenly pulled very tight and then shook violently. Something seemed to have happened inside, and the cultivators guarding outside quickly grabbed the rope and pulled the person up.

The rope was stretched taut under the action of two forces.

"Zhang Ping!"

The cultivator above shouted and pulled even harder. Then, with a bang, the rope snapped. The cultivators pulling above fell backward due to inertia, landing on top of the person behind them, while the man below, named Zhang Ping, was left unaccounted for.

As for the other martial arts practitioners who went down, they also fell silent.

Is anyone still alive?

"I heard a reply!"

The martial arts practitioners lay prone, calling out to their companions, but no one responded.

A new group of people tied ropes around their waists and prepared to go down to take a look. Jia Xitong, however, felt that something was wrong. When she went down before, nothing happened. There was no safety belt, and she climbed back up on her own.

Seeing that they were about to go down again, the raccoon found Shang Yanting and asked him to give the leader of the martial arts practitioners a communication talisman.

Shang Yanting taught him how to use it. Once Wu Xiu understood what it was, his eyes lit up, and he quickly put the talisman away. Seeing their actions, Mo Hongyun immediately recognized the object.

No wonder old man Karl had so many transmission talismans; they came from Yan Qing.

Although Yan Qing is from Dingtian Academy, he is very polite. If I ask for it, how could he refuse?

Mo Hongyun glanced at Karl beside him, then slowly walked towards Shang Yanting, "Yan Housheng..."

Before he could finish speaking, the voices of the cultivators who had just gone down came through the communication talisman: "Dean Yan, we have reached the water surface at the bottom of the cave, but we haven't seen the previous group of martial arts cultivators who went into the water."

I saw it!

They...are dead; their bodies are floating on the water.

With the existence of the transmission talisman, they can be said to be broadcasting the current situation in real time.

Several people went into the water and pulled out all six bodies, all of whom died from ruptured internal organs.

"Dean Yan, Zhang Ping's body is not among these people. We suspect he is still underwater."

The voice from the transmission talisman continued, "We are now preparing to explore further down, but without water-repelling artifacts, we may not be able to hold out for long."

"be safe."

Since the people on the shore are already dead, Zhang Ping is probably in grave danger as well. "If anything unusual happens, come back immediately."

After saying that, Shang Yanting looked at Mo Hongyun and bowed slightly to him, "Senior, what can I do for you?"

“This… lend me this communication device, I have something to say to them.”

Using this as an excuse, Mo Hongyun finally obtained the communication talisman he had longed for. He had already learned how to use it after just watching Shang Yanting demonstrate it to the martial arts practitioners who had gone down to him.

He then made a hand seal and spoke to the people below through a sound transmission talisman, "The water-repelling bead that Zhang Ping is holding has the effect of illumination. If you follow the purple light, you will find his location more easily."

Also, don't send everyone out in the afternoon; leave two people on shore to stand by.

After making the arrangements, Mo Hongyun looked at the talisman again. "This thing can transmit sound over a thousand miles; it is indeed a good item."

Shang Yanting is such a shrewd and intelligent person.

He instantly understood what Mo Hongyun meant and replied, "It's rare that Senior Mo has something that interests you. If you don't mind, please accept it."

Mo Hongyun wanted to hear those words!

He feigned reluctance twice, then put away the teleportation talisman. However, before he could even feel happy, he heard a cry for help from the martial artist below through the talisman.

"Old Mo, there's something underwater!"

"Ren Wu and the others can't get up here. We didn't see what it was. Now we're going to charge in!"

As Wu Xiu spoke, he was panting. Clearly, they were running. "Elder Mo, we saw it! The one who killed Zhang Ping and Ren Wu was that leader..."

The fleeing martial artist abruptly stopped mid-sentence.

Without even needing to think about it, one could tell what had happened.

Human head... human head bottle body.

Who else but Omniscient could present itself in this guise?

They learned of the news immediately through the sound transmission talisman.

"This is outrageous!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Hongyun ordered everyone to get ready and force that demon out!