The barrier was deathly silent.
Dugu Xin and his two companions trembled with fear and huddled together for warmth.
Sure enough, the next second...
"How dare you! A mere cultivator at the Selfless Realm dares to flirt with a Quasi-Emperor cultivator? Where do you get the guts!"
The next moment, a blazing phoenix burst out from within the barrier and charged straight at Dugu Xin and his companions.
"Oh no! It's a Fire Phoenix taking form! Quickly summon the Kunpeng's feathers, or we'll be roasted!"
In the blink of an eye, Dugu Xin grabbed Hu Guangshan and Zhang Danfeng, quickly jumped onto the Kunpeng Feather, and flew swiftly towards Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.
Feihuang rushed out of the barrier, glanced at the three people who had gone into the distance, and without stopping, spread its wings and chased after them.
On the other hand, Fahai also encountered a similar situation.
“Benefactor, you have no affinity with Buddhism, please do not force it.”
"Bald monk, didn't you want me to touch you? Stop it right now, I'm going to touch you hard! I love little monks like you the most!"
Not only do you have to touch it, but you also have to wash it clean and cook it before eating it, hahaha!
Fahai was truly on the verge of tears. He sat on the feather of the Kunpeng, followed by a monk a hundred times more ferocious than himself, dressed in a manner comparable to that of the Blood Saber Ancestor.
At the highest point of the Seven-Colored Sacred Monarch Rock, Shen Zhao watched as three streaks of light flew rapidly towards the snow-capped mountains, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
"Alright, the luring has been successful. Now it's our turn. Master Ding, are you ready?"
This is the only area within the Seven-Colored Sacred Monarch Rock that wasn't covered by the magic array, and it's also the best way for us to get in.
Upon hearing this, Ding Bu'er glanced at the bottomless storm vortex below the cliff, then picked up a stone and used some of his spiritual power to throw it down.
The stone fell into the whirlpool and then plummeted at an invisible speed, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
At that moment, he panicked and immediately said to Shen Zhao, "Master Shen, as you know, I am very happy to witness this miraculous moment with you, and I also very much want to fight alongside you."
But when I agreed to follow you, I made it very clear that I would only be responsible for managing your accounts. Now, this job is no longer my responsibility.
"Let me make this clear first, it's not that I, Ding Bu'er, am afraid, it's just... this isn't something I should be responsible for. You won't go back on your word, right?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Zhao grinned at him: "Master Ding, sometimes I really envy you, really, I'm fucking envious that you can say such shameless things so brazenly."
I also hope that one day I can be like you, copying this passage from someone else's script, then calmly watching them get things done and even getting a share of the profits.
After saying that, he lowered the homemade goggles hanging on his head and then tied a package to his back.
"Remember to keep an eye on the direction of the snow-capped mountains, and use the communication talisman to contact us as soon as you get a signal!"
"Don't worry! But let's make it clear, if this deal goes through, I'll take an extra 20%, Mr. Shen, you've promised me."
"roll!"
After saying that, he took a deep breath and jumped straight down into the dense vortex.
In an instant, the wind ripped through Shen Zhao's ears, stinging his cheeks.
The alternating hot and cold air currents constantly stimulated his senses.
This entrance can only be entered without using spiritual power; otherwise, one will be swallowed up by the vortex.
However, if one does not use spiritual power, an ordinary person who jumps in will surely be smashed to pieces.
Fortunately, Shen Zhao was a transmigrator. Since he couldn't use metaphysics from the cultivation world, he decided to make use of the power of science.
After learning the information sent by Ji Bingyan, he decisively used the skills given by the Nine Lives System to make his own parachute.
As the parachute opened, Shen Zhao finally overcame the imbalance caused by the airflow and quickly adjusted his orientation to land in the designated area.
At this moment, the fourth Quasi-Emperor Ghost Wolf, who was sitting cross-legged below, never expected that a deadly crisis was quietly approaching.
After finding his target through the vortex, Shen Zhao decisively used his dagger to cut the ropes on his shoulders, crossed them in mid-air, and swooped down directly towards the quasi-emperor.
"Huh? Who is it!"
Ghost Wolf suddenly felt a sense of danger approaching from above and instinctively looked up.
*Pfft*
*Pfft*
Unexpectedly, a flash of cold light appeared before his eyes in an instant, as fast as an aurora, making it impossible to see any trace of the attack.
The next moment, it all ended.
The poor Ghost Wolf was just a masked creature; he didn't even have time to unleash a single move before his life ended meaninglessly.
Shen Zhao sheathed his dagger, not even glancing at the dead ghost wolf, and simply looked around at his surroundings.
"Legend has it that the Seven-Colored Saint King Rock has four or five wonders: the Supreme Palace, Langhuan Cave, Bibo Pool, Fengyi Pavilion, and the Water and Fire Cave. Judging from the layout here, it should be Langhuan Cave."
After assessing the environment, Shen Zhao settled down inside the cave and carefully observed the surroundings.
At this moment, at the Seven-Colored Sacred Monarch Rock, three Quasi-Emperors had been lured away from the mountain, and one had been killed by himself, leaving only two Great Emperor cultivators from the Supreme Palace to deal with.
But Shen Zhao knew that before Feng Xiunian and the others had placed the imperial aura space hidden underground, these two emperors were practically immortal and were not people he could shake at all.
After all, it's pointless to fight to the death with someone who can't be killed.
"Hey, what's that...?"
Suddenly, Shen Zhao seemed to discover something on an inconspicuous mural.
Upon closer inspection, his pupils constricted.
"Good heavens, Nine Absolute Divine Thunder! I never expected to find such a near-divine technique here!"
As Shen Zhao looked at the words on the stone wall and silently recited them, a flash of profound insight suddenly appeared in his mind.
The next moment, all the moves, techniques, and mantras of the Nine Absolute Divine Thunder were imprinted in his mind.
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