In the quiet valley of Yunluo Mountain, a team of fully armed monks was slowly advancing.
The Yunluo Mountains, rising and falling, stretched for countless miles, and their depths from north to south were unfathomable. They blocked the connection between Xuantian Continent, the six major sects' cultivation worlds, and the Central Region. This also indirectly warded off the intrusions of demonic cultivators.
And within the mountain range, there are countless mountains and canyons, and no one knows which canyons and mountains are safe and which are not.
At this time, the leader of Team B in the Worship Hall was Song Chengli, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. He was a veteran of the Worship Hall and often went out on missions outside the Hall. He was known for his calm and resolute character, so he was appointed the leader of Team B.
At this point, Team B had been in the mountains for two days. Based on their usual experience, they had only just entered the mountains when most of the surrounding monsters were mid- to late-stage first-level monsters. Most of them were mid-stage monsters, with very few in the late stage.
But Song Chengli, cautious by nature, sensed something was amiss as soon as he entered the Yunluo Mountains. He stopped the other team members from quickly searching for the monster and hunting it, and instead began to explore cautiously, step by step.
"Brother Song, it doesn't look like there are any monsters here. If we don't quickly enter the area where the second-level monsters are active, a month will pass quickly."
The speaker was Shen Hao, a mid-level demon hunter cultivator in the team. From the moment Song Chengli instructed everyone to proceed slowly until now, they hadn't seen a single demon beast, and there was absolutely no danger at all. He didn't understand why the other party was so cautious.
"Didn't you notice there wasn't a single demon beast?"
Song Chengli replied softly, his eyes carefully fixed on the grass ahead.
"With the five of us at the foundation building stage, how could ordinary monsters dare to approach us?"
"What about ordinary beasts?"
Hearing Song Chengli's question, Shen Hao was stunned. Yes, the demon beasts were nowhere to be seen. Perhaps the cultivators were afraid of their aura. Ordinary beasts, ignorant and ignorant, were the lowest and most numerous in the Yunluo Mountains. How could there not be a single one left?
Song Chengli glanced at Shen Hao and said:
"I know you want to be the leader, but as the leader, my priority is to ensure the safety of all the monks."
Shen Hao nodded, stopped talking, and began to look around with the same caution.
So within two days, while Team A had already penetrated deep into the Yunluo Mountains, Team B had just arrived at the area where the second-level monsters were active. The spiritual energy concentration here had risen to a new level. Second-level primary monsters often roamed here.
And Song Chengli discovered something even more wrong.
"Is this a herd of beasts?" Shen Hao and other cultivators looked at the dense footprints, which all showed that a herd of monsters had passed by here.
"Could it be that a new great demon has been born?"
Shen Hao considered a possibility. In the world of immortal cultivation, third-tier demonic beasts were often referred to as "great demons." Furthermore, many great demons possessed the ability to rally demon hordes. Upon their birth, a new great demon would indeed summon nearby demonic beasts, gathering in droves to submit and pay their respects. They would often attack human cities, truly demonstrating their power.
"No, look at the direction of these footprints." After Song Chengli reminded them, Shen Hao and the others noticed that the monsters' footprints were heading south. It seemed more like they were preparing to attack Ziyang City.
"No way! What about us?" Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment at this scene. Although they couldn't be sure, judging by the situation, it was indeed possible that a monster was attacking the city. Should they return early or continue hunting monsters? It became a moment for everyone to make a decision.
"Go back and catch up with the monster tide. Something is wrong with the mountains now. We can give you an early warning. Whether we compete or not, we have already won."
Song Chengli made the decision immediately. Everyone looked at each other and nodded.
"Let's go! Always pay attention to the movements of monsters."
Song Chengli, along with the four foundation-building cultivators, immediately turned back south. Sure enough, less than half an hour after they left, a small group of solitary monsters behind the herd spotted them and roared as they pounced on them.
"Hurry up! Don't fight!" Song Chengli acted decisively and instantly threw out a series of earth-sinking talismans, turning the originally bumpy dirt road into a bumpy muddy surface. The monsters that rushed over were immediately trapped in the mud hole.
Song Chengli led everyone and quickly fled to the north.
"How is it? Are you all okay?" After running away for half an hour, everyone had already left the dangerous area. Song Chengli looked at everyone and said. As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the sound transmission talisman on his body shaking.
He looked around gently and carefully opened the sound transmission note.
Hu Ming's deep voice reached the ears of every cultivator, and immediately a layer of low aura enveloped everyone.
"Let's go east and then turn back!" After thinking for a moment, Song Chengli made a new decision.
At this time, in the inner hall of the worship hall, where a group of monks' breath-testing talismans were placed, a gloomy atmosphere permeated the crowd. Jiang Yun suddenly thought of something and immediately asked:
"What's going on with the people from the Zhang family who entered?"
Upon hearing this, Ge Xun immediately opened his eyes and glanced at Lin Chengsi. Lin Chengsi nodded, then immediately left the inner hall and began to contact his own people in the side branch.
At this time, the heads of the various branches of the Zhang family gathered in a grand mansion deep within Ziyang City. This was the residence of Zhang Hong, the commander-in-chief of the Demon Suppression Division. Although the Demon Suppression Division housed many cultivators from the Zhang family's collateral branches, it was still an official Ziyang department.
The Zhang family used the same blood spirit technique used among relatives to test the fortunes of their cultivators. Each cultivator from each branch sat cross-legged in the center of the room, a drop of bright red blood appearing before their eyes. The blood floated in mid-air, swirling around. Suddenly, five drops of blood fell, landing on the ground right in front of the Zhang family cultivators.
"Ah!" Suddenly, shrill cries came from the places where these branches of the Zhang family monks died.
"Go find the Worship Hall!" Zhang Hong saw this scene, five members of the Zhang family's side branch who had established their foundation at the same time, and immediately knew something was wrong. He quickly sent someone to notify the Worship Hall. He interrupted the competition and made every effort to investigate the cause.
"Everyone, be quiet!" Soon, in the lobby of the Demon Suppression Division, the monks from the Worship Hall and the foundation-building practitioners from various branches of the Zhang family gathered. Everyone chattered and discussed. Both sides had already known that the monks involved had suffered heavy casualties.
Seeing this chaotic scene, Zhang Hong stepped in and shouted loudly. Behind him followed Master Haoyi with a serious expression.
"Master!" Everyone hurriedly saluted, and Master Haoyi nodded.
"I already know what's going on. This competition is cancelled. Both parties should find a way to contact the monks who have entered the mountains. Also, send someone to the Yunluo Mountains to provide support as soon as possible."
"Yes!" At this point, the Zhang family no longer cared about confronting the Gongfeng Hall. Saving lives was the most important thing.
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