A loud shout.
The three people in the shadows were startled.
Various defensive magical artifacts were instantly drawn, and Shen Zhuochuan even pulled Yue Hexun, who had little cultivation, to the back.
The person absorbing the power stopped, and the entire hall became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Venerable Chunwu's gaze swept across the hall. He was also middle-aged, with a long beard and a ruddy complexion.
But his stern face had a sinister and sinister air about it.
Song Tingwan and Shen Zhuochuan frowned.
During that great battle atop the Cloud Palace, Venerable Chunwu wasn't like this yet.
At that time, we were even more amicable and distant, only observing from a distance without greeting or chatting with anyone.
The three of them didn't move, but Ning Xi had already knelt down and dared not move.
They observed Venerable Chunwu's actions as if they knew someone had infiltrated, but they didn't know the exact location.
In fact, an invisibility talisman is worth a fortune, but there's a reason for its high price.
Even during the tribulation stage, it is difficult to see the person behind the concealment.
It only lasts for a short time, and new runes need to be added constantly.
The three held their breath, observing cautiously from their spot.
Venerable Chunwu's murky gaze swept over the area for a long time before he sneered, "Very good. No one has ever infiltrated Wutong Mountain in all these years. Interesting, very interesting indeed."
He finished speaking with great interest, and a dark aura condensed in his hand.
A sound like the cry of a phoenix echoed throughout Wutong Mountain.
Then, the ghostly energy hidden underground surged.
Outside the hall, countless screams of terror echoed continuously.
Then, the ghostly energy began to rise from the ground.
Song Tingwan's eyes narrowed, and with a thought, she pulled the unsuspecting Shen Zhuochuan and Yue Hexun into the Mustard Seed Space.
She was left all alone, watching the ghostly aura spread outwards.
Her heart sank.
I wish I could enter the Mustard Seed Space myself.
The thought passed by in an instant.
Her consciousness wavered for a moment.
A crisp, rich forest scent.
"elder sister--"
"Wan'er".
"Hey, how did you all get in here?"
Song Tingwan looked at the two people and the white tiger in front of her, as well as a withered leaf. Behind her was the mustard seed space that she had arranged little by little with her will.
"So... I can come in too."
But there was no time for much reflection.
"Ayao and the others are still outside."
Shen Zhuochuan nodded in reverie and tentatively sent a telepathic message to the other four.
pity.
It can't be sent.
"I'll give it a try."
As the owner of the Mustard Seed Space, Song Tingwan might be able to...
—Ah Yao, are you all alright?
I tentatively sent this message.
Her brows relaxed slightly, and Shen Zhuochuan immediately felt relieved.
"First, ask about the location and directions," he suggested, and Yuehe Xun nodded in agreement.
Song Tingwan then sent the gifts to the four people one by one.
Xiao Ao and Ku Ye, influenced by the somber atmosphere, remained quiet and obedient.
She waited intently for a moment.
There was no response.
The woman frowned and turned around. Shen Zhuochuan comforted her, saying, "Perhaps she is avoiding the scattered ghost energy. Let's wait a bit."
Song Tingwan understood the reasoning, but she couldn't help but worry.
At the same time, she did not forget to send messages to Yan Shanjun and others outside.
But it seems that it can't be sent.
"Ayao and the others' voice transmissions were only received after they entered this hall. Chunwu and Zewu's halls should both have barriers."
Shen Zhuochuan guessed that Song Tingwan thought the same thing.
"The Venerable Chunwu... can actually absorb the power of ghost energy for his own use." Song Tingwan felt a chill run down her spine when she recalled the scene just now.
“His state just now was no different from evil magic.”
“They cruelly raise so many ghost cultivators. If you ask me, the cultivation world should have eliminated them long ago,” Yue Hexun couldn’t help but say.
So many cultivators were brutally murdered; the whole mountain was filled with injustice.
The cultivation world has ignored this for so many years.
These cultivators who were harmed all harbored some resentment.
Song Tingwan rarely sighed.
But this time he did sigh.
Perhaps even Lord Yanshan and his group didn't expect that over the years, the number of cultivators killed would be so enormous.
Even if it weren't for the major powers like Yan Shanjun, ordinary people would have no idea that such a thing had happened on Wutong Mountain.
Wutong Mountain is very mysterious to outsiders, with few people visiting it, and even fewer going out to explore it.
Only the Immortal Lord Zewu came from Wutong Mountain; ordinary people just thought it was the name of a small mountain.
If we call it a force, it's only because Venerable Chunwu is a Tribulation Transcending cultivator.
Who would have thought they would be so audacious as to commit so many harmful acts without a word?
They even cooperated with outsiders, just like the two people who arrested people in Jiangcheng that day.
Those two must be in the Sword Inquiry Sect's prison by now.
We can't just stand by and watch them do evil.
Just like Wutong Mountain.
We cannot let it go unchecked.
"The cultivation world is so vast, whether they disappeared, encountered an opportunity to cultivate in seclusion, or were killed, it's impossible to know." Shen Zhuochuan stood with his hands behind his back, somewhat sighing.
He paused, then continued, frowning, "But Wutong Mountain... is just as abnormal as Guilin Mountain."
Such terrifying power was kept completely secret from the outside world.
What they are brewing is anyone's guess.
Song Tingwan lowered her eyes.
Is it destiny?
The white mist that granted them mysterious powers.
Is this the calamity we were meant to face?
Song Tingwan gave a cold, smirking look.
She was even a little confused as to whether destiny's aiding and abetting evil meant it wanted to destroy the world.
Shouldn't destiny be aligned with the natural order, hoping for a better world?
She really didn't understand.
The sky is so high that you can't see the top.
The two forces were constantly fighting.
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