Wu Changming had no doubts. "Don't worry, this guy is very skilled. He can come and go freely in the palace, so the Wu clan is naturally no problem for him."

"You'd better not get caught, or we won't be able to save you," Wu Xun said coldly.

“You really need to be careful. It’s fine if you don’t get discovered, but if you do…” Wu Changming was also a little worried upon hearing this, after all, this was the Wu Clan.

"Don't worry, I'm a first-rate fighter, how could anyone possibly find out?"

"You all stay here and wait patiently for me to take the chieftain's blood tonight." With that, he floated away.

Wu Yi looked at Wu Changming suspiciously: "Is this person really reliable?"

Wu Changming hesitated for a moment, "It seems reliable, right?"

Nan Xiangrong was planning how to defeat the Wu Clan. Perhaps she could make use of the captured Wu Clan members.

Before his thoughts could even fully process the news, it arrived.

"General, something terrible has happened! All the prisoners we brought are..."

"What's wrong?" Nan Xiangrong frowned.

"They're all dead."

"What?" Nan Xiangrong was shocked.

"Come on, take me to see this." How could this be?

Nan Xiangrong went to the secret room where they were imprisoned and found that, without exception, all of them were dead.

Moreover, their deaths were remarkably uniform: all of them had a smile on their face, but blood was seeping from the corners of their eyes and mouths, which was quite horrifying.

What exactly is going on?

Has anyone broken in?

"No signs of anyone entering or leaving were found."

"Have you noticed anything unusual before?"

"Nothing is abnormal."

"Has an autopsy been performed?"

"No, I'll go right away."

Nan Xiangrong pondered. Surely these people didn't know he was going to use them to threaten his clan and then commit mass suicide.

A moment later, the coroner was summoned.

What was the cause of death?

"Reporting to the general, I cannot determine the cause of death of these people, but they all died suddenly, in an instant."

Nan Xiangrong frowned. "I understand. You may leave."

He needs to think carefully about what to do.

Meanwhile, in Mo City, Nan Ye had come with the group of witch clan members, all for the purpose of avenging his previous humiliation.

Before he could make a move, Nan Lin caught him off guard. Who would have thought that Nan Lin would immediately send troops out as soon as he arrived in Mo City? When he tried to counterattack later, Nan Lin retreated and refused to come out.

Enraged, Nan Ye cursed loudly at the city gate, but upon seeing the several corpses thrown down from the city tower, he immediately fell silent.

this……

Aren't these the same few Wu tribe people who were sent as envoys to the Southern Dynasty?

Nanjing Forestry University is utterly outrageous!

That night, Wu Changming and the other two waited anxiously in the prison, not knowing whether Zhang Tongyang would succeed.

Late at night, Zhang Tongyang finally arrived, and the group breathed a sigh of relief.

"Look, I got it. It was so easy. In the Southern Dynasty, everyone knows me, Zhang Tongyang..." Zhang Tongyang said, holding up the porcelain bottle in his hand.

But before he could finish speaking, Wu Changming interrupted him, "Stop talking now, just release us quickly so we can resolve this sooner rather than later, lest things get complicated."

"Alright." Zhang Tongyang pursed his lips, put the porcelain bottle back in his pocket, picked up the lock on the prison door, pulled out the silver hairpin from his hair, and as if he had pressed some mechanism, he poked it twice and it opened.

“Now we can go find that cauldron,” Zhang Tongyang said smugly.

"etc."

The man in the next cell struggled and said, "Please, please let us out too, please, please."

Wuchen was about to speak when Wujun raised his hand to stop him.

"Not now, letting them out will ruin our plans."

"No, no, I won't." The man crawled toward them little by little.

"We will definitely release you once we get out."

"No, I don't believe it. If you don't let me go, I'll scream."

"When the time comes, none of you will be able to escape," the man said viciously, as if he was willing to risk everything just to flee this place.

Zhang Tongyang sneered: "Go ahead and scream. Believe me or not, I'll kill you before they even get in."

“It’s been so long since anyone dared to threaten me. I’d almost forgotten what it felt like to be threatened. Thank you for reminding me!” Zhang Tongyang suddenly squatted down and said to the man in the cell as he finished speaking.

The man suddenly felt a little scared looking at him like that.

People are still prone to bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

Looking at those three people from before, they seemed kind and would definitely be willing to take him out.

But this newcomer carried a reckless, thuggish air about him, making him difficult to deal with and unpredictable.

See, he's out of options now.

After making his threats, Zhang Tongyang added, "If you behave yourselves, we'll let you out when we're done with our business."

“If you don’t listen to us and get us all into big trouble, then you can forget about ever getting out of here.”

"You choose for yourself."

The man remained silent, too timid to utter a sound.

These two choices are before him; the decision is up to him.

But the result is already quite obvious, isn't it?

He could only wait, as that offered a sliver of hope.

Zhang Tongyang kicked the prison door. "Make a decision quickly. We're in a hurry and don't have time to waste with you."

"Okay, I promise. But you, you must remember to come back and let me go."

"I know, I know," Zhang Tongyang said impatiently.

The group quietly left.

“Now that you’ve been discovered last time, are you sure they won’t move the Devouring Cauldron to another location?” Zhang Tongyang remained skeptical.

"Probably not. That cauldron is huge and not easy to move. Besides, we've already been captured, so we're no threat at all."

"Alright, lead the way."

The group quietly arrived outside the Grand Elder's room.

"What should we do? The Grand Elder is still inside. Why don't we come back tomorrow during the day when the Grand Elder is away?" Wu Changming said.

Zhang Tongyang raised an eyebrow. "No need for all that trouble, just watch me."

Having said that, he took out an incense stick from his sleeve.

"What is this?" Wu Jun asked.

Zhang Tongyang scoffed: "You don't even recognize the most common bewitching incense?"

"How could such low-down tricks from the martial arts world possibly be effective against our Witch Clan elders?"

"You'll know if it works or not once you try it."

"These kinds of martial arts tricks don't care if they look good or not, as long as they work."

After saying that, he lit the incense with a tinderbox and inserted it into the gap.

"How about it?"

"You all stay away, I'll give it a try."

After saying that, seeing that everyone had retreated far away, he picked up a small stone from the side, tossed it a couple of times in his hand, and then threw it into the house.

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement.

Zhang Tongyang laughed, "Look, your witch clan elders can't even dodge the most common low-level martial arts moves."

“You…” Wu Yi stared at Zhang Tongyang.

"Alright, you two, stop arguing. Let's go inside." Wu Changming quickly tried to smooth things over.

The group tiptoed into the house, opened the secret room, and went inside.