Sun Lingtong controlled the Wanli Youlong and tracked this group of suspicious hooded black-robed monks.

The Wanliyoulong shrunk to the extreme and disappeared, shuttling through the mountains and forests without a sound.

Sun Lingtong gradually went deeper into this giant pillar of heaven.

The rocks on the surface of the giant tree are quite thick, and there are countless plants growing on it, so the vegetation is quite dense.

The sound of the wind whistling kept coming, like the crying of ghosts.

Under the shadows of the intertwined plants, there seemed to be ghosts everywhere, or there might be ambushing monsters hiding, which made Sun Lingtong pay extra attention.

Following along the way, none of these hooded black-robed monks noticed Wanli Youlong.

This was not unexpected to Sun Lingtong.

This is because the cultivation base of this group of people is relatively low. The few leaders have the foundation-building cultivation base, while most of the others are only Qi-refining cultivators.

"Another cave... there are already fifty or sixty of them, right?"

"There are an unusual number of caves in this Giant Wood Mountain."

Sun Lingtong had just looked down from the sky, and now he went deep into one of the giant pillar trees to discover more details.

This giant tree mountain is covered with caves of various sizes, like dark mouths, quietly watching the people passing by.

The strange thing is that every once in a while, a lot of cold wind blows out from the cave, making different sounds. Some are low whimpers that make people shudder, and some are roars like the tide, so loud that people have to cover their ears.

The hooded black-robed men moved swiftly and lightly, like ghosts in the night, advancing silently.

When they reached the mountainside, they stopped for the first time.

Several leaders took out maps or tokens, compared them with each other, and chose a nearby cave together.

The black-robed men filed in.

Sun Lingtong followed closely behind.

The entrance to the cave was pitch black, with only a faint light coming from the magic weapon in the black-clothed man's hand, barely illuminating the road ahead.

At first, there was thick moss on the walls of the cave, emitting a damp and rotten smell, and the air was filled with a suffocating feeling of oppression.

But as we went deeper, the stone walls of the mountain path became smooth and empty.

A deep and dead silence enveloped the entire mountain path.

Suddenly, the man in black robe in front stepped on scattered stones, making a slight sound.

In an instant, all the black-robed monks stopped and stood still, like stone statues.

They all glared at the monks who made the noise, and some even showed murderous intent.

The black-robed monk who made the mistake began to tremble slightly.

Seeing this scene, Sun Lingtong became more curious: "What exactly are these people going to do? They seem very scared, as if they are afraid of waking someone up."

The structure of the mountain road was extremely complex, extending in all directions, like a huge maze. Sun Lingtong concentrated his attention and silently memorized the scenes at every fork in the road.

A specific route map was imprinted in his mind. He had been trained since childhood to have outstanding judgment and memory for routes and directions.

Sun Lingtong felt a familiar feeling in his heart. This complex terrain reminded him of the days he had spent in Huoshi Mountain.

"Compared to the tunnels in Huoshi Mountain, this one is obviously more than ten times more complicated and winding."

"However, although these mountain roads are intertwined, the terrain will not change drastically. Unlike the tunnels in Huoshi Mountain, as long as there is an eruption or a ground vibration, it will cause large-scale diversions and changes in route."

"For terrain like this, if you walk through it a few more times, you will eventually be able to thoroughly explore it."

The deeper you go, the wider the mountain path becomes, and there are no stalagmites, stalactites, etc.

This abnormal landform feature also made Sun Lingtong secretly pay attention.

About a cup of tea later, the hooded men in black came to a huge cave hall.

The cave ceiling is high and the surrounding stone walls are smooth.

Only the few people in the lead, holding magic tools, always emitted a weak light, barely allowing them to see things. This was obviously intentional.

At the other end of the cave hall was a huge cave entrance that had never been seen before.

The entrance to the cave was as dark as ink, like an ancient beast with its mouth wide open, waiting for its prey to come in, giving people the feeling that there was a huge crisis hidden.

The black-robed monks began to form their formation.

The men in black whispered spells, and the fluctuations of spiritual energy became stronger and stronger, causing the entire cave hall to tremble slightly.

Sun Lingtong tried to identify the magic circle, but failed.

He discovered that the shape of this magic circle was very different from the mainstream magic circles, and it was filled with many divine texts, so winding and convoluted that it was impossible to recognize anything.

Sun Lingtong waited patiently.

The magic circle was pushed to its limit, emitting a faint light.

The faint light was like smoke, floating into the huge cave right in front.

But as time passed, there was no movement or change.

Some Qi-refining monks who were standing in the formation could no longer hold on and became anxious.

They didn't dare to communicate out loud, but with the help of magic circles, they communicated with their minds and consciousness, expressing that they could not hold on any longer and had to stop and rest.

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However, the leaders at the foundation-building level turned a deaf ear to it.

The Qi-refining monks found something wrong and wanted to break out, but no matter how hard they struggled they were restrained by the center of the formation.

When Sun Lingtong saw this, he immediately realized that this magic circle at least had the power of sacrifice.

Sure enough, the next moment, the Qi-refining monks shrivelled up and finally collapsed completely. A pile of flesh, internal organs, etc. fell to the ground. All the bones in their bodies were pulled out, and they became objects of sacrifice.

But there was still no movement at the cave entrance.

The remaining few foundation-building monks looked at each other, then took out their daggers and stabbed themselves fiercely.

They committed suicide at the same time, and their cultivation and bones became sacrifices, pushing the power of this magic circle to the highest level.

However, it still doesn't work!

The only four remaining monks had to gradually stop the magic circle and communicate with each other using their spiritual sense.

Sun Lingtong had no ability to eavesdrop, and she felt itchy and anxious.

He speculated in his mind: "These evil monks are probably coming here to communicate with a powerful being."

But what exactly is this existence?

Sun Lingtong's eyes were shining, and her heart was still hesitating, but her hands had already started to move.

He controlled the Wanli Youlong and quietly went into the huge cave.

This mountain path is quite wide and much shorter than Sun Lingtong had guessed.

The journey was peaceful and without any danger, at most it was just a little dark and gloomy.

At the end of the mountain path is a rock as big as a house.

The stone was round like a ball, and its surface was very smooth. It still had some residual vitality, and revealed an aura that was higher than the Nascent Soul level.

Sun Lingtong's heart was pounding: "Above the Nascent Soul level, could this be a master at the Spiritualization level?"

He felt very excited.

If he were a clumsy person, he would never risk entering the cave to investigate. But Sun Lingtong was adventurous and sought excitement by nature.

But this stimulation is too great.

Sun Lingtong had cold sweat on his forehead. He carefully urged Wanli Youlong to slowly retreat.

Wanli Youlong is only at the Nascent Soul level. If he were placed under the nose of a Spirit Transformation level expert, the possibility of being discovered would be very high.

However, when Sun Lingtong retreated halfway, he took the initiative to stop.

"Wait a minute, it seems...it seems...as if..."

"This master of transformation is already dead?"

He observed carefully again, using the detection methods in Wanli Youlong to observe.

After a moment, Sun Lingtong's face looked complicated and strange.

He was sure that this master was dead! (End of this chapter)