The deadlines given by the Corpse Brother for transporting corpses are always very generous.

The speed at which they walk can be determined by Bian Lang himself.

However, Xing Tian's remains could not slow down at all; as long as he started walking, he would move very fast.

What looked like a distant mountain peak suddenly came into view.

Xing Tian could easily leap over lower hills, but even towering mountains could only be traversed a few steps.

The trail is always there, but the people are changing.

However, Dugu Meng and Su Jiuyin were always there.

The shock of Xing Tian's remains made them hesitant to act, as they felt that whoever struck first would become cannon fodder.

However, once they get close to the Dark Domain, many people lose their composure.

Bian Lang is really looking forward to that time.

Bian Lang can handle the people in this world on his own.

If an immortal were to descend to earth and attempt to seize Xing Tian's remains, it would be best to let Xing Tian fight to the death himself.

Bian Lang paid no attention to those following him and continued to drive the corpses at his own pace.

Bian Lang found both instances of corpse-driving—from the corpse of the hydra to the remains of Xing Tian—very interesting.

After traveling nearly ten thousand miles, they were getting closer and closer to the Dark Domain.

Bian Lang knew that once he arrived here, even the most composed person would have to start planning how to seize the corpse.

The first to act were some low-level henchmen.

Their strength was very weak; Bian Lang could turn them to ashes with just a light palm strike.

Bian Lang knew that all four factions had probably sent people to try.

They definitely want to see Bian Lang's strength first.

Dugu Meng and Su Jiuyin always sought opportunities to contact Bian Lang, their words aimed at persuading him to form an alliance with them. The benefit would be that Bian Lang could enjoy the cultivation resources of both factions without restriction.

But behind the scenes, they also sent out disciples to spy on Bian Lang's true strength.

They couldn't even see clearly from a great distance before the disciples they sent disappeared.

After many days of trial and error, no one could figure out Bian Lang's strength.

During the day, Bian Lang would sleep in the tree, so everyone thought that daytime was the best time to seize the corpse.

Xing Tian's remains only active at night, so it's possible that Bian Lang wouldn't be able to control them during the day.

"We're getting closer and closer to the Dark Domain. If we don't act soon, we might really have to watch Xing Tian's remains enter the Dark Domain." Su Jiuyin said this to Dugu Meng.

Since the Mountain Gang is going to form a marriage alliance with Iron Enclosure City, it would be quite good for them to join forces and seize Xing Tian's remains.

Dugu Meng smiled wryly and said, "Do you really think it's a good thing for us to be the first to stick our necks out?"

"But..." No matter how much wine Su Jiuyin poured down her throat, she couldn't calm herself down.

Dugu Meng felt like she didn't recognize Su Jiuyin anymore and advised, "You're so anxious, aren't those two old folks even more anxious? Let's wait a little longer."

When it comes to impatience, Li Ziyi, the head of Dengtian Pavilion, is the one who can't hold his temper.

When Li Ziyi was young, she fell in love with Qiu Wuwei, the current head of the Shushan Sect. However, because Qiu Wuwei was going back to Shushan to take over as the head of the sect and could not marry Li Ziyi in time, Li Ziyi angrily married the former head of the Dengtian Pavilion.

Although she is now old, her personality seems to have remained unchanged.

Even with Qiu Wuwei trying to persuade her, Dugu Meng believed that the first person to break down would definitely be Li Ziyi.

Qiu Wuwei never married, while Li Ziyi had a daughter who later married Qiu Wuwei's only disciple.

For this reason, Mount Shu and Dengtian Pavilion are essentially sharing the same breath.

It wasn't until he was old that Qiu Wuwei learned how to coax women. He fully supported whatever Li Ziyi wanted to do.

If Qiu Wuwei hadn't been there to stop her, Li Ziyi, with her personality, would have already killed Bian Lang herself.

As long as Li Ziyi keeps making a fuss, Qiu Wuwei will eventually soften his heart.

"Chief Su, Lord Dugu, I've heard that you two have always been at odds, but judging from the current situation, it's clear..." Two people suddenly appeared from the side. The white-robed old Taoist who spoke was none other than Qiu Wuwei, the head of the Shu Mountain Sect.

The noblewoman in purple who was following Qiu Wuwei was Li Ziyi, the head of Dengtian Pavilion.

Even in her later years, Li Ziyi still looks radiant and charming.

Dugu Meng frowned slightly, not expecting Qiu Wuwei to be so shameless as to come to them first instead of going to Bian Lang.

Upon seeing the two, Su Jiuyin burst into laughter and said, "You two are truly a perfect match, a match made in heaven. I wonder when I'll be able to attend your wedding?"

“I prefer to drink the forbidden wine that Su Jiuyin drinks,” Li Ziyi said coldly.

Su Jiuyin chuckled, and his lewd gaze made Li Ziyi feel extremely uncomfortable.

Mistakes made in youth due to recklessness and ignorance can have lifelong consequences.

"Chief Su, let's get down to business." Qiu Wuwei didn't want to waste time on this pointless bickering.

Dugu Meng remained seated and asked, "Sect Leader Qiu, do you intend to cooperate with us?"

“We don’t know the strength of that corpse driver,” Qiu Wuwei said.

Su Jiuyin teased, "Isn't the thing you, this old Taoist priest, most afraid of Xing Tian's remains?"

The moving remains of Xing Tian give the impression that Xing Tian never died.

"You could say that. The key right now is that only if our four factions join forces can we get our hands on Xing Tian's remains." Qiu Wuwei kept looking at Dugu Meng as he spoke.

Su Jiuyin is too arrogant and has a bad temper, making her difficult to communicate with.

In contrast, Dugu Meng is a very calm and wise person.

Qiu Wuwei enjoyed dealing with people like Dugu Meng.

Even the most complicated matters can be explained in just a few words, which saves a lot of trouble.

Dugu Meng stood up and asked with a smile, "Sect Leader Qiu, there is only one body of Xing Tian. How should it be divided after the deed is done?"

Even a fool knows that despite the enormous size of Xing Tian's body, only two parts are truly useful: his head and his heart.

It is said that Xing Tian's head was destroyed by the Yellow Emperor, or that the Yellow Emperor hid it. Many people in later generations have searched for it, but all have found nothing.

The descendants of Xing Tian, ​​in particular, were the most obsessed with the search.

From this perspective, what everyone actually wanted to seize was Xing Tian's heart.

Although Xingtian is an ancient god, he only has one heart. He can't just split it into four pieces, can he?

"Let's get things done first, then we'll talk about the division of responsibilities," Qiu Wuwei said with a smile.

Su Jiuyin corrected, "If we don't discuss how to divide the spoils, who will be in the mood to get anything done?"

It's quite normal for such disagreements to arise from a lack of trust between the two parties.

“I told you long ago, contacting them will only cause trouble.” Li Ziyi glared fiercely at Qiu Wuwei.

Qiu Wuwei said, "If we don't do this, then we can only watch helplessly as Xing Tian's remains are sent into the Dark Domain."

"It's fine if you don't want it." Li Ziyi flicked her sleeves, appearing quite indifferent.

Qiu Wuwei, however, had no intention of giving up. He sighed and said, “Chief Su, City Lord Dugu, you are both smart people. Once we obtain Xing Tian’s remains, we can take turns studying them. For example, there are four seasons in a year, so each sect can study one season.”

Su Jiuyin and Dugu Meng exchanged a glance. Qiu Wuwei's method seemed feasible.

"Once it's done, we'll start with the Mountain Gang, then move on to Iron Enclosure City," Qiu Wuwei said, striking while the iron was hot.