The Ghost Moon Maple Valley was not far from the Seventy-two Tribe Alliance. With Mo Wen's speed, he could reach it in a day.
After Ji Tong, Wu Qiliang, and the others escaped, they had been hiding here. It was not that they did not want to run further, but Old Demon Xu had issued an order to kill them all. His 100,000 henchmen were searching for the whereabouts of Ji Tong and the others every day. The nearby area was filled with their people. If they were not careful, they could be caught. Hence, Ji Tong and the others did not dare to run away.
This time, Wu Qiliang had come out of the Ghost Moon Maple Valley alone to scout the way, hoping to find an escape route.
However, not long after he came out, he was discovered by Old Demon Xu's people.
Old Demon Xu was the disciple of Patriarch Jiang Lie. Moreover, it was said that Old Demon Xu was very favored by Patriarch Jiang Lie. He was the most talented disciple among all his disciples. After cultivating for less than 10,000 years, he had already broken through to the intermediate stage of the Divine Illusionary Realm.
If there was anyone among Patriarch Jiang Lie's disciples who could inherit his mantle and break through to the next Path Integration Realm immortal cultivator, Old Demon Xu had the highest chance of succeeding.
"The Ghost Moon Maple Valley is up ahead."
On a steep cliff, Wu Qiliang looked at a valley in the distance. The valley was huge, and the sky was shrouded in a layer of strange green smoke. Looking from here, it was hazy, and it was impossible to see what was inside.
"The Ghost Moon Maple Valley used to be the lair of an old monster in the Divine Illusionary Realm. All the immortal cultivators within a million miles followed Old Demon Ghost Moon's lead. Unlike normal immortal cultivator factions, the Ghost Moon Maple Valley took in anyone. The valley was a mix of good and bad people, and evil sects ran amok. As long as one did not break Old Demon Ghost Moon's rules, anyone could come here.
"Over time, the Ghost Moon Maple Valley became a huge place to hide evil. Evil sects flourished here, and all kinds of evil cultivators treated this place as a paradise. Similarly, because of the influx of immortal cultivators, the business here was quite developed. Not only was the business booming, but it was also the largest black market in the surrounding hundreds of millions of miles.
"This used to be a desolate valley, but Old Demon Ghost Moon turned it into a treasure trove. Large amounts of resources flowed here, and it could not be said to be not powerful. However, with Old Ancestor Qiao Lie's ferocious might sweeping through the surroundings, the Ghost Moon Maple Valley can't be protected at all. Even Old Devil Ghost Moon has no choice but to submit. "
Wu Qi said calmly. In front of those heaven-defying cultivators, they were indeed no different from ants.
"Since Ghost Moon Maple Valley is Ancestor Qiao Lie's territory, why are you still hiding here? Aren't you afraid of being discovered?" Yun Xiaoman asked in surprise.
Mo Wen smiled faintly and said, "Little girl, sometimes the most dangerous place is the safest place. Also, the Ghost Moon Maple Valley has always been a place where crooks and honest people mix together. Evil demons and unorthodox sects run amok. This place is very chaotic. Even if you are subdued by Patriarch Shen Lie, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to change the situation here. Hiding here and fishing in troubled waters is actually safer than hiding in a desolate and uninhabited place. "
This was a kind of psychological suggestion. No one thought that they would hide here. They thought that this was the most dangerous place, but the most dangerous place was often the safest place.
On the contrary, it would be easier for others to find him if he hid in the desolate mountains and forests.
That was because Immortal Cultivators had some very strange tracking techniques and tracking treasures. Even the most desolate place could not escape the search of those things.
"Yes, we can disguise ourselves as people of the Heretic Path. Hiding in a place like this is actually safer," Wu Qi said with a smile.
Wu Qi said with a smile. They had been hiding here for a period of time and had not encountered any problems.
"Let's go."
Mo Wen transformed into a beam of flowing light and flew towards the Ghost Moon Maple Valley.
The Ghost Moon Maple Valley was rather large, enough to accommodate ten Yan Watchtower Cities. Back then, this place was rather desolate. Not only did it not have a vital vein underground, but even the surrounding Vital Qi of heaven and earth was very thin. Perhaps Old Devil Ghost Moon had taken a fancy to the large area here and could gather a large number of Immortal Cultivators, so he chose this place as his nest.
For thousands of years, Old Devil Ghost Moon had spent a large amount of resources to build a large number of Vital Gathering Stratagems. He had even plundered vital veins from other places and planted them underground in the valley. Step by step, he had transformed this place into a treasure land suitable for Cultivation, attracting a large number of Heretic Path cultivators to gather here.
From afar, a huge city appeared in front of Mo Wen's eyes. The city was built under the green smoke, faintly discernible. The area was most likely the size of seven or eight Yan Watchtower Cities. Even from a few hundred miles away, he could feel a terrifying energy fluctuation from Ghost Moon City. Any living creature that approached this place would most likely feel their hearts tighten under the terrifying aura.
This place was indeed the nest of an old monster in the Divine Illusionary Realm. It was much more imposing than Yan Watchtower City.
Mo Wen and the others disguised themselves and indeed, it was very easy to sneak into the city. The city was very lively. The streets were prosperous and people came and went.
However, in the midst of the liveliness, Mo Wen sensed a murderous aura. The Immortal Cultivators that could appear here were most likely not to be trifled with. Most of them were sinister and cunning people.
As he walked, Mo Wen's vision suddenly darkened. A mass of strange black shadow enveloped him.
The next moment, the black shadow seemed to bring him into another world. It was an Asura Hell that was filled with blood and was filled with despair and massacre.
Humph!
Mo Wen coldly snorted. A golden light flashed in his eyes.
In just an instant, everything disappeared in an instant.
They were still walking on the streets. Everything that had just happened happened in an instant.
On the street, a man wearing a gray straw cape gave a muffled groan and took two steps back. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
He lifted his head abruptly and looked at Mo Wen in shock. His eyes were filled with disbelief.
Mo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the man in the gray straw cape playfully. The Soul Immortal Cultivator. This fellow was actually a rare Soul Immortal Cultivator.
However, his attainments in the Soul Path could only be said to be half-baked. He could not even be considered a beginner. However, his cultivation was very strong. His soul power was infinitely close to the Divine Illusionary Realm. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to forcefully pull Mo Wen into such an illusion.
Initially, Wu Qixun did not know what had happened. By the time he reacted, he knew that someone had already attacked them. His expression changed slightly. There were many troublemakers in Ghost Moon City. Often, battles would break out without rhyme or reason.
However, he was the kind of person who was most unwilling to cause trouble. He was afraid that encountering such an incident would cause him to be exposed.
Mo Wen's gaze was somewhat cold. They had just arrived here and they had actually been attacked without rhyme or reason. As expected of the most chaotic place in a radius of ten million miles.
The man in the gray straw cape still looked at Mo Wen in shock. His figure was stiff on the spot and he did not dare to move.
Wu Qixun stood in front of Mo Wen and pulled him, afraid that he would do something shocking.
Right now, they were wanted criminals. What they were most afraid of was being noticed by others.
"If there's a next time, die!"
Mo Wen left these words behind coldly and continued walking forward.
(To be continued.)
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