The female disciple from Baihua Valley stumbled back two steps, clutching her neck. After a moment of hesitation, she said, "Senior Sister and the others have all reached the finish line."
This Zhu guy had clearly noticed something and was ruthless. If she lied, she would only lose her life in vain, so it was better to tell the truth.
Moreover, there are only two days left before the end of the first level. Even if the young man surnamed Zhu knew about it, he simply has no time to rush over.
She comforted herself and her demeanor suddenly became more relaxed.
Wang Tuo frowned as he listened. "The end? Doesn't the Tianqing Pavilion file say that this maze has no pattern and no end?"
The female disciple from Baihua Valley couldn't help but laugh and said, "Most of the files in Tianqing Pavilion are half true and half false. Do you really believe them?"
Wang Tuo looked slightly annoyed, but not angry. Brother Zhu had already reminded him not to believe everything in the files.
But he didn't feel anything at that time. It was not until now that he understood the true meaning.
At this moment, Wang Tuo suddenly thought of something. He turned to look at Xiang Sheng and said, "Brother Zhu, the quality of the cultivators we've encountered over the past two days has dropped significantly compared to the previous two days. Have they all reached the end? Is this why you're so sure I can defeat Baihua Valley?"
Xiang Sheng ignored Wang Tuo and stared at the female disciple from Baihua Valley. "Go on."
"This fellow Taoist is right."
The female disciple of Baihua Valley looked at Xiang Sheng timidly and said, "Regarding the end of the maze, there are records in the old sects.
Only by winning the final treasure at the end of the maze can one secure the title of first-level champion! Therefore, all those who know the inside story are eager to get it.
"I see."
Wang Tuo suddenly realized, but he was even more confused. What did this have to do with Brother Zhu's life?
Xiang Sheng's eyes flickered.
On the way, she happened to encounter a group of people from the Chiyan Sect being chased, and there was no sign of Xiang Hongyu among them.
The demonic essence in his body has not been dissipated. Since Xiang Hongyu is still alive, he can only be in another team.
Xiang Hongyu is most likely at the finish line right now!
Thinking of this, Xiang Sheng's expression became even more stern, and he asked in a cold voice: "How do we go?"
"I'm afraid you...can't go."
The female disciple of Baihua Valley looked embarrassed and said, "To reach the end, we need a replica of the Four Extremes Formation Plate as a guide, but I don't have that thing.
Tianqing Pavilion produces few array plates, and they are only sold to disciples of major sects worth making friends with or independent cultivators with good potential. They are not sold publicly."
"That Four-Polar Formation Plate?!"
Wang Tuo immediately remembered the joke he had made earlier, and his expression became strange. He sighed and said, "Brother Zhu, if you had taken action back then, you would have definitely gotten the Four Extremes Formation Disk."
"No problem."
Xiang Sheng pulled out a stack of storage rings from his sleeve. He scanned them with his spiritual sense and picked out the one that the earth element youth had before. He took out a square array disk from it and asked, "Is this the one?"
When the female disciples of Baihua Valley saw the pile of storage rings, they were so frightened that their hearts trembled and their faces turned pale.
How many people had this person killed in the maze? Among them was a senior disciple of the sect that Tianqing Pavilion had high hopes for.
She nodded quickly and said, "This is it. As long as I activate the array disk, I can sense the destination, but..."
Wang Tuo became impatient when he saw that she was still keeping him in suspense. "What's the matter? Stop nagging and tell me."
The Baihua Valley disciples looked embarrassed. "It's too late to go now. My senior sister and the others set off two days ago. The treasure box at the end will be opened on the last day of the first level. Calculating the time, there are less than six hours left."
"What? The first level only has seven days?!"
Wang Tuo was so angry that he glared at her. "Fuck Tianqing Pavilion, they're selling fake news. They should just close it down!"
"Six hours..."
Xiang Sheng muttered to himself, his eyes flashed, and he looked up and said, "Brother Wang, you stay and wait for Fellow Daoist Ying, I'll go."
Wang Tuo's expression became serious, and a hint of worry appeared in his eyes. "Are you really going? Let's not even talk about whether we can catch up. Even if we do, the five major sects have more people and can form a formation. Can you be their opponent?"
Xiang Sheng smiled slightly, "I have to give it a try after all."
Wang Tuo's face darkened, and he suddenly knocked the female disciple of Baihua Valley unconscious with a palm strike. He said seriously, "Brother Zhu, although we have only known each other for a short time, you rushed to save my life despite the danger. I have long regarded you as a brother in my heart.
What exactly did you mean by life-threatening situations? Tell me about it. Maybe I can find another way to save you from the risk.
Xiang Sheng was silent for a moment, then asked, "Brother Wang, do you know the secret technique of planting demons?"
"The method of cultivating with furnace and cauldron?"
Wang Tuo's expression changed slightly, "Are you a demon cultivator?"
Xiang Sheng shook his head and sneered, saying softly, "I am the furnace tripod."
"What?!"
Wang Tuo's face was filled with shock. "Brother Wang, who could have planted a demon seed in you? That person is at the end?"
Xiang Sheng nodded slightly, "Is there any way?"
Wang Tuo saw that she still looked calm, as if it was a stranger rather than his own life that was at stake. He felt awe in his heart, but at the same time, he felt as if a bottle of mixed feelings had been overturned, and it was complicated and incomprehensible.
He said with difficulty: "How long can you hold on?"
Xiang Sheng silently sensed it and told the truth: "If we don't take action, it will take at most one year."
The evil root penetrated deep into her bone marrow. Although it was sealed by her sword energy and could not overflow, it was still corroding inwards on its own, and the speed of erosion was much faster than she had imagined.
"Only one year?! And without any action?"
Wang Tuo's face turned grim. "My grandfather has great magical powers and extensive knowledge. He might be able to save you. But my home is too far away. Even if I rush over right now, I might not be able to make it in time. Brother Zhu, did you sense it wrongly?"
Wang Tuo looked Xiang Sheng up and down carefully. "I think you're doing fine. You don't look like the terminally ill furnace tripod that Grandpa described."
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