"The Venerable Fang Zhi and the Venerable Zhou Ang died?!"
Jiang Yun, who had just returned to the Hall of Worship, learned shocking news: two monks from the Hall of Worship, who had only been in the Yunluo Mountains for two days, had died. One of them was fellow Daoist Zhou Ang, who had been on a mission with Jiang Yun.
"Is it true?" Jiang Yun asked Lin Chengsi next to him again.
The other party nodded gravely and led Jiang Yun to a hidden inner chamber. Five Foundation Establishment cultivators were already there, with Ge Xun leading the way. Seeing that it was Lin Chengsi who brought Jiang Yun in, the other party glanced at the two of them before returning his gaze to a mahogany table in the room. Ten special talismans were neatly placed on it, two of which were blood red, while the others were normal white.
"These are the breathing talismans used by the Offering Hall. Foundation-building cultivators who leave will input their own unique magical energy into them. For six months, as long as they are still alive, the magical energy above will appear white. If they unfortunately die, it will turn blood red."
Jiang Yun then realized that the Worship Hall actually had this unique talisman that could detect whether a monk was still alive. He only knew about the blood spirit technique of blood-related monks. He quickly examined it carefully. The two talismans that turned blood red had the names Zhou Ang and Fang Zhi on them.
"It's too fast, it's only been two days!" Ge Xun sighed. Everyone had expected that there would be casualties in this operation. Anything could happen in the Yunluo Mountains, but it has only been two days. According to the progress, they probably haven't even left the area where the first-level monsters are active.
"Could it be that we met a cultivator from the Zhang family?"
One of the monks with a broad face and a big nose among the worshippers said in a buzzing voice. Jiang Yun knew the other party. Although he was not familiar with him, he was also a senior worshipper in the worship hall.
"That shouldn't be the case. The Zhang family took the western route, and we took the eastern route. Unless the Zhang family set out early and ambushed them on the main road. And how could we, a group of five, lose two lives so quickly?"
Another priest shook his head after hearing this and everyone immediately felt that it made sense.
For this hunting competition with the Zhang family's branch, to ensure fairness, each cultivator checked their storage bags before leaving to ensure they contained no demonic beast carcasses or anything else. Furthermore, one cultivator followed the mountain road west of Ziyang City, bypassing Ziyang Mountain and entering the Yunluo Mountains, while the other followed the eastern route, bypassing Ziyang Mountain.
The purpose of all this was to prevent the Zhang family and the Worship Hall from starting a fight whenever they met. The ten monks in the Worship Hall were divided into two groups of 50:50, according to their usual team configuration, to ensure maximum safety.
At this time in the Yunluo Mountains, Zhou Ang, Hu Ming and a group of monks from the Offering Hall were experiencing the most dangerous moment of their lives.
"Hurry! Every one who can escape muster!" Zhou Ang and Fang Zhi were already in critical condition, and the remaining three cultivators were fleeing at full speed. Behind them, demonic beasts emitting pitch-black demonic energy were hot on their heels.
"roar!"
A deafening roar echoed before Hu Ming's eyes, and suddenly, a series of inexplicable visions filled his vision. There were magical treasures, precious spiritual herbs, and a female cultivator, whose beauty was beyond description, gently waving at him.
"Come on, have fun!" The female cultivator, wearing a translucent gauze dress, was so sexy that it made one's blood boil. Seeing this, Hu Ming instinctively wanted to move forward. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain. He looked down and saw a talisman emitting purple light slowly burning. Because it was close to his skin, it burned his skin black.
"Oh no! Wake up!" Hu Ming opened his eyes and saw that the three monks who had escaped had turned around strangely and slowly walked towards the group of monsters.
Hu Ming didn't care about anything else. He took out a magic whip and whipped the other two deceived monks fiercely.
"Ah, ah!" After two screams, the other two monks, whose eyes had suddenly regained clarity, were covered in cold sweat.
"Hurry!" The few of them didn't dare to think any further and quickly turned around. Zhou Ang shouted sharply, with a hint of tears in his eyes. A flash of blood and energy filled his entire body. He instantly transformed into a streak of blood and fled rapidly to the south. The other two Foundation Establishment cultivators did the same, each using their most powerful skills. Because the scene just now told them that a demon cultivator with the power of a golden elixir was approaching.
"Roar! Roar!" Seeing the three foundation-building monks escape, the roars of monsters came again.
The three people who had originally escaped, Zhou Ang, covered in blood, heard the sound and saw many illusions before his eyes. However, his body had already lost the possibility of turning. Instead, it ran rapidly into the distance.
As for the other two, one of them took a third-level talisman emitting an inexplicable aura and slapped it on himself. A gust of air suddenly blew him forward. However, when he heard the demonic roar, he mechanically used his right hand to tear off the talisman on his body and stood still.
The other one took out a small jade-colored spirit boat and poured his magic power into it, instantly transforming it into a single-person boat. He rapidly poured his magic power into it, and the spirit boat shot towards the south like an arrow. But as soon as the demonic sound reached his ears, the magic power input was immediately cut off, and the spirit boat slowly descended to the ground.
While the two cultivators were standing there, a pitch-black monster flashed by like a shadow, and opened its bloody mouth. Immediately, the two foundation-building cultivators, along with their clothes and storage bags, entered the monster's mouth.
At this moment, in the offering hall, the two originally white talismans instantly turned blood red. Two more monks died.
"This?" Ge Xun closed his eyes in pain. For so many years, the Worship Hall had never been like today. Four foundation-building masters lost their names all of a sudden. Following this trend, everyone focused their attention on this team and the remaining Hu Ming's talismans.
"You must escape!" Jiang Yun also looked at Hu Ming's breath talisman and said silently in his heart.
At this moment, despite the numerous illusions before his eyes, Hu Ming could not stop his Blood Shadow Shield once it was activated. This was only possible until he lost half his blood and energy, and his physical strength was completely exhausted. This was the solution Hu Ming had come up with in this critical moment. The other cultivators in his team were probably devoured by the beast shadow.
"No, I want to live!"
Hu Ming took out the sound transmission talisman, which was commonly used in the city, but the distance was unknown now, and there was no formation to cover it. If it was used rashly, the sound of the sound transmission would most likely alarm the surrounding monsters.
But thinking of what he had just experienced, Hu Ming gritted his teeth, picked up the talisman, and began to transmit the message word by word.
"Team A encountered a Jindan demon beast and was completely annihilated. I don't know if we can escape. Retreat quickly!"
He sent a message to Team B, which was dispatched separately, and the ten foundation-building practitioners in the Hall of Worship were divided into Teams A and B.
My team has suffered all this, and the news must be passed on to another team. If we don’t withdraw from Yunluo as soon as possible, I am afraid that all the monks in the Offering Hall will be wiped out.
At this time, Team B of the Worship Hall also suffered a devastating disaster.
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