"It's just ahead."

With the memory palace, Shen Qian can instantly memorize all the details around him simply by concentrating his attention.

Even though the area in front of them was completely unrecognizable and the atmosphere of death was no different from other places, thanks to Shen Qian's warning, the group of people who paid a little attention still noticed the difference in an instant.

"Many rotting corpses of demonic beasts, including what appears to be a mountain and sea..."

Cao Yi's gaze seemed to pierce through the thick layer of dust on the ground, and his voice was low and deep, "If that bastard Wu Yi saw this place, he would probably be heartbroken to the point of being unable to breathe, right?"

It seemed like a mocking joke, but no one laughed.

Even Shen Qian, who was originally on the opposite side of Wu Yi, felt a little heavy-hearted.

The Nine Heavens Battlefield is a fair competition, and there is no right or wrong. At most, one can only say that life and death are predestined. But Wu Yi died in the extraterritorial battlefield, which is a completely different concept.

Even before the incident, Cao Yi and Wu Yi were considered mortal enemies because their names sounded the same, but at this moment, it was Cao Yi who thought of the other first.

"So before you sank, you saw the Candle Dragon with your own eyes?"

Whether it was to change the subject or out of genuine curiosity, Bai Fei suddenly asked.

To ensure everyone had the fullest understanding of the Spirit Witch World, some details were added before the journey began, including the final appearance of the Candle Dragon.

Everyone showed interest when Zhulong was mentioned.

After all, it was the most powerful demonic beast that human warriors had ever seen since the revival of spiritual energy, as evidenced by historical records and news reports.

Even in many of their titles, the other party has already been excluded from the category of demonic beasts.

"Hmm...it's far more terrifying than I imagined." Shen Qian paused and continued, "My teacher said that it was only half a step away from transcending the status of a king or noble."

Transcending the status of kings and nobles?

Even though all seven of them were exceptionally talented and far more knowledgeable than ordinary people, they were still shaken when they heard these four words.

"Therefore, being a king or noble is not the end of martial arts."

Lin Sanmo, who had been the quietest person on the way, suddenly spoke, his eyes becoming bright and sharp, like blades that could pierce the heavens and the earth.

"To roam the void and traverse dimensions, that is the realm of a great being, but I wonder how many days it will take us to even begin to grasp the basics."

Qu Bai also felt a sense of longing.

Pride fuels everyone here, giving them a strong confidence that they can reach places that ordinary people cannot, and in their eyes it is only a matter of time.

The conversation, which seemed pointless and unrelated to the main topic, actually calmed the seven people down considerably.

What they could think of before sinking, they could also think of.

The future is uncertain, but danger is almost inevitable.

Suddenly, a cloud of black mist came towards us.

"careful!"

The seven people shouted almost simultaneously, but after attacking together, they realized that the black mist was just a wisp of smoke.

Just as everyone was stunned, a faint, aged laugh rang out.

"My young friends, please don't be nervous. Since we are welcoming guests, we should do a simple cleaning."

The aged voice sighed again, "It's a pity this place is ultimately destroyed. It used to be so beautiful here. In your human language's terms, it was a picturesque landscape."

As the black mist dissipated, a huge crater appeared ahead, under the watchful eyes of the seven.

Scattered soil covered many decaying roots in the deep pit, but in the very center, next to an incredibly thick tree stump, sat an old man in white robes.

At this moment, the old man was slowly pouring some kind of dark green liquid into several wooden cups on the table, and a faint smell of rotten wine wafted over.

The moment Chen Qian saw the other person's profile, Tong Kong shrank back.

"It really was you!"

That white-robed old man was none other than the Great Protector of the Spirit Witch Clan, whom Shen Qian had fought to the death with!

Upon hearing Shen Qian's confirmation, Lin Sanmo and the other six instantly dispersed, subtly occupying the positions of the Seven Stars and assuming a fighting stance.

This is the basic combined attack formation commonly used in the academy. It's not that they don't understand more advanced formations, but for the seven individuals, whose individual strength is exceptional, more advanced formations would actually limit each person's performance.

The old man ignored the seven people's actions, simply poured nine cups of wine on the wooden stake, picked up the first cup, and then turned around.

When they saw the other person's face clearly, all seven of them were somewhat surprised.

The left side of this Spirit Witch Clan's Great Protector's face was intact, but the right side of his face was a bloody mess, as was the entire right side of his body.

It looked as if his broken body had been forcibly stitched back together, and the "needles" interspersed within were the vines that crisscrossed his flesh.

The green vines continued to sway, their roots reaching deep into the ground.

To describe it more accurately, the Great Protector is like a kite sewn together by vines, exuding an eerie aura.

"This person is strange. He doesn't seem to be dead, nor does he seem to be alive..." Bai Fei, who is most sensitive to life and death, frowned after sensing the other party's aura.

Sha Bi said in a low voice, "Isn't this what the Corpse Puppet Technique is all about? But the Corpse Puppet Technique doesn't have its own thoughts."

"We can't judge his level of cultivation, so be careful," Cao Yi warned.

"Something doesn't seem right here either..."

After glancing around, Shen Qian frowned.

"Something's not right?" the group asked, puzzled.

"This place was once the source of life in the Spirit Witch World. After the world perished, the two poles reversed, and this place became the 'Gate of Death.' Look closely at those trenches underground. Can you see anything?"

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