Link said in a slightly ingratiating tone, "Our initial destination was the end of this secret realm, where the celestial secrets are most concentrated, and it's also where the mist is densest. It's clearly the core of the mist, and we also encountered the Suspended Spirit Mage there."

“His route is the same as ours. If nothing unexpected happens, he has already entered the depths of the mist at the end of the secret realm while we were trapped!”

Upon hearing what Link said, Shen Xiong Hua and the others present indeed turned ugly.

"That bastard really went to plunder the heavenly secrets and the core of the mist's origin, treating us like expendable pawns!"

His anger towards the Spirit Master was growing stronger!

Lin Jinglong nodded to Link and said with satisfaction, "Alright, it seems that the biggest threat here has been resolved. Now that the Spirit Master has reached the end, we should hurry over and meet up with him."

Before they set off, Shen Xiong Hua said with dissatisfaction, "Once we get there, we must force him to hand over some of the secrets of heaven, as well as that so-called core of the mist."

Otherwise, they would have paid such a high price to hold back the others from Wanhua Hall, but all the benefits went to the Xuanling Mage. They simply couldn't swallow this insult.

At this moment, the Spirit Master was still dressed in white. His figure moved through the mist, occasionally devouring and refining a wisp of heavenly secrets.

With his current level of cultivation, he has mastered more than 350 strands of heavenly secrets. Coupled with his fierce and bloodthirsty origins, his combat power is no weaker than any Dao-Merging Supreme.

Apart from people like Lin Jinglong and Shen Xiong Hua, who have special control over the power of origin, almost no other Dao Integration Supreme can threaten him.

A faint smile played on the lips of the Spirit Master.

He looked back in the direction he had come from.

"I don't know what their situation is now, but frankly, what does their life or death have to do with me?"

His only goal was to obtain more secrets and treasures, and he escaped as soon as the crisis struck.

He didn't care about the fate of the other members of the Ten Heavenly Clans, or who had obtained the secrets of heaven they possessed.

"As long as I continue to strengthen myself, as long as I live, I will definitely be able to join the ranks of the strongest!"

The Spirit Master's eyes flickered.

Suddenly, a cave appeared in front of him.

I instinctively walked forward into the space.

It seemed that a great deal of divine secrets were also scattered inside.

He had only taken one step inside when he felt dizzy and disoriented. Although he was still within the cave, he had lost his way.

I can't tell up, down, left, or right anymore.

What's going on?

The Spirit Master exclaimed in surprise.

Just then, a voice suddenly reached his ears.

“It has been thousands of years since anyone entered this place. Young friend… I would be impolite to refuse your fresh flesh and blood!”

"You want to eat me?"

The Spirit Master roared in disbelief.

The owner of that voice sounded very old.

His voice was hoarse, like a scrap of metal scraping against glass, giving one a chilling feeling.

After losing his way, the Spirit Master also lost control of his body and was still in a state of dizziness.

He subconsciously activated his divine secrets to fight back.

A large amount of malevolent energy also erupted.

He even started contacting his master.

I tried to get his help.

However, this place seemed to be a condensed maze-like formation, completely isolating him from heaven and earth. No matter what he did, he was unable to send any signals from here, let alone escape.

"Let me go!"

"Heh, let you go? Who's going to let me go..."

The old man spoke in a strained tone.

He seemed to intend to refine the Spirit Master.

But before that, the owner of the voice suddenly said in a gloomy tone, "You have other companions?"

"I didn't... Yes, I do have other companions. They're coming to rescue me. If you dare to do anything reckless, they will definitely avenge me!"

The Spirit Master had no idea whether the other companions the old man mentioned were from the Wanhua Hall, the Ten Clans of Heaven, or the Superpower Federation. He only knew that if he didn't scare the old man, he probably wouldn't be able to escape.

In this place, he completely lost control of his body, as if he had entered a huge vortex. His body was not being torn apart, but he could not control anything about himself.

Even the essence he released was drifting aimlessly.

His face showed utter shock.

The old man suddenly said in a sinister tone, "Fine, then bring them all in. If you can bring them all in, I might let you go."

"They are my companions, how could I harm them?"

The ethereal sorcerer will continue to perform this act.

The owner of the voice replied in a disdainful tone, "Your acting is terrible. Do you really think I can't tell what kind of person you are?"

"I……"

The Spirit Master's face turned deathly pale.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and agree. According to the old man, as long as he could lure the others in, he could survive.

"But can he really keep his promise?"

Just as he was still hesitating, he was suddenly thrown out of the cave and felt the gravity acting on him again. At the same time, he could continue to control his source power.

He subconsciously contacted his master.

"Master, something's happened! There's an old monster inside the Southern Ocean Secret Treasury, and I almost died!"

The Spirit Master cried out in terror.

When he looked down, he found a white mark suddenly appearing on his palm.

This white mark is invading his consciousness.

They tried to take control of his body.

Although the message he had just sent to his master was successfully transmitted, only intermittent sounds came from the other side.

"Don't...get close, stay away from him!"

"If you can't resist, do as he says!"

"Don't resist!"

"..."

These words, spoken intermittently by the true controller behind the Spirit Master, brought him some peace of mind, yet at the same time, an overwhelming sense of dread.

"Even my master told me not to resist, so who exactly is this old monster?"

He looked back in shock, then down at the white mark on his palm. His mouth felt dry, and he walked forward with difficulty.

He was only a hundred feet away when he met his companions.

"Lin Jinglong, you actually made it back too?"

The Spirit Master was initially startled, but then some other ideas began to emerge. If he could lure Lin Jinglong into the cave, would the mysterious powerhouse who controlled this mist let him go?