Although the two sounds were suppressed, He Yiming could still hear them clearly in his ears.
He Yiming didn't even need to turn his head to know that the two sounds came from Fan Shuo and Sima Bin.
The two Five Qi Supreme Venerables from the Blessed Enclave actually let out such a sigh of relief the moment he agreed, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off their shoulders.
He Yiming's expression didn't change, but his heart was in turmoil.
Zhan Xuan's conditions were so favorable that He Yiming simply couldn't bring himself to refuse. If the four of them were still unable to kill Zhan Xuan without anyone stopping them, then unless Zhan Xuan's martial cultivation had suddenly reached the peak of human dao, it would be impossible for such a thing to happen no matter what.
However, He Yiming was surprised by Fan Shuo and Sima Bin's reactions.
They seemed to have great confidence in Zhan Xuan, thinking that they couldn't hurt him at all.
He Yiming immediately understood the reason for all of this. It must be because of the Valley of Ten Thousand Trees.
The Valley of Ten Thousand Trees, as the name implied, was a valley with countless giant trees.
He Yiming had even guessed Zhan Xuan's plan. He wanted to run in circles with him in such a complicated terrain.
If a powerful Venerable had done such a thing without any regard for face, and He Yiming was the only one in the Valley of Ten Thousand Trees, then he really might not be able to catch up to Zhan Xuan in three days.
However, now that even the White Horse Lightning could make a move, He Yiming had nothing to worry about.
After sweeping his gaze, He Yiming said loudly, "Senior Fan Shuo, please bring me to the Valley of Ten Thousand Trees."
Fan Shuo shook his head lightly and let out a long sigh that contained complicated emotions.
He Yiming did not know why, but he felt that the old man's eyes seemed to contain a trace of pity when he looked at him.
Although this feeling disappeared in an instant, it was enough to make He Yiming stunned.
However, He Yiming never had any thoughts of going back on his word. This was because he was sure that if they worked together, no matter what Zhan Xuan did, they could successfully kill him on the spot.
The eyes of both sides were filled with firm confidence. When their eyes met in the air, traces of invisible sparks splashed out, releasing their auras.
Sima Bin and Zhan Xuan's eyes had an additional trace of ridicule. This kind of gaze made He Yiming extremely angry. He had already decided that he would use the fastest speed to kill Zhan Xuan and use this to prove his and his group's strength.
"Brother He, little brother, since you've already made the bet, I, I, will not casually interfere. However, nephew Zhan Xuan said that you can gather your companions. At that time, it won't be too late for us to go together, "Fan Shuo said calmly.
He Yiming slowly nodded and said, "Since that's the case, please wait for a moment."
With a shake of his body, He Yiming had already turned around and left, heading towards the courtyard where he lived.
His movements were fast to the extreme, and in a moment, he had already entered the courtyard. As soon as he entered the room, He Yiming flicked his wrist, lifted up his clothes, and threw the mini version of 108 over.
108 reached out to catch it. The mini version of 108 immediately fused into his body and disappeared without a trace.
"Brother Bai, what do you think?" He Yiming asked in a deep voice.
Although his confidence did not waver, the trio's actions more or less made him feel slightly uneasy.
If they were not absolutely confident, why would they make such a bet that they would definitely lose?
Moreover, given great Venerable Fan Shuo's shrewdness, He Yiming was able to notice some clues. It was evident that he did not need to hide his confidence in the bet at all.
108's gem-like eyes flickered. After a brief moment, he uttered coldly, "There's too little information, so I can't make a judgment."
He Yiming glared at him snappily and was extremely regretful. If he had asked Jin Zhanzheng more about the blessed grotto-heaven in the past, he would not have been so worried at this moment.
108 slowly turned around and said, "The 10,000 Trees Valley should be related to the person who stopped you from killing him."
He Yiming smiled bitterly and replied to him, "I know, but that person comes and goes without a trace, so I can't find any traces at all." He took a deep breath and added, "That person's concealment technique is too terrifying. I'm afraid that even Great Ancestor Yellow Spring can't compare to him."
108's eyes flickered, and the light became brighter as he finally uttered, "There's no one."
He Yiming was startled. He asked, "What did you say?"
"There was no one around when you made your move."
He Yiming was startled for a long time, then he shook his head and asked, "If there's no one, where did the 2 lights come from?" He Yiming's face turned rather unsightly at this point. He could not help but think of some illusory legends.
If the blessed grotto-heaven really had the help of ghosts in the legends, he would really have to admit his defeat this time.
Nonetheless, the legends of deities and ghosts were entirely different. The existence of deities and ghosts was well-documented. Although the deities had declined, the various miracles left behind proved that they once existed.
However, the concept of ghosts was complete nonsense. Especially in the hearts of cultivators, they were even more disdainful of such a concept.
108's voice rang out again, "According to my calculations, the 2 lights came from underground."
He Yiming raised his eyebrows slightly. He hesitated for a long time before he finally waved his hand and said heroically, "Don't worry so much. Not to mention that there's no one stopping us, even if there's someone stopping us. I don't believe that with the strength of the 4 of us, apart from those at the peak of the Human Dao, there's no one who can stop us. "
108's discordant voice rang out again, "What if the person who stopped us is really at the peak of the Human Dao?"
He Yiming glared at him and said angrily, "If it's really at the peak of the Human Dao, then let Baozhu go to the Crying Ghost Ridge. Even if he has to cry and kneel, he must invite the Dragon Snake over."
Baozhu's small body trembled. He and the White Horse Lightning looked at each other. They did not understand why He Yiming had become like this after going out.
He Yiming turned back and recounted his experience of chasing after Zhan Xuan in detail.
Although the White Horse Lightning and the Baozhu could not speak, their intelligence was not inferior to that of humans, so it was not a problem for them to listen to him at all.
When they knew that He Yiming had failed twice in a row, the expressions in their eyes seemed to become dignified.
In particular, the sudden appearance of the light barrier that He Yiming could not figure out its origin was even more unfathomable.
He Yiming looked at the 2 divine beasts and mentioned the bet again. This time, both the White Horse Lightning and the Baozhu seemed to be very relaxed.
It was just a Venerable One, so they naturally would not take it to heart.
He Yiming carried the Baozhu and rode the white horse. With a gentle wave of his hand, the white horse turned into a white light. Following He Yiming's guidance, it crossed a mountain and arrived in front of Fan Shuo and the others.
They discussed in the room for a long time, so they naturally wasted some time. Even so, Fan Shuo and the others did not look impatient at all.
He Yiming looked around and immediately saw a few more people behind Fan Shuo. That said, apart from the Qilian Twin Devils, he had never seen the others before.
Apart from the Qilian Twin Devils, these people had a trace of unconcealable excitement in their eyes. They couldn't help but exchange glances. When they looked at He Yiming, their gazes carried a trace of schadenfreude.
Although there was no exchange of words, He Yiming could already tell from their expressions that these people were not optimistic about him, and even thought that he would definitely lose.
He Yiming frowned and snorted, "Senior Fan Shuo, can we head to the Valley of 10,000 Trees now?"
Fan Shuo looked at 108 and the two sacred beasts. He nodded slowly and said, "Brother He, brother He Yiming, please follow I."
Fan Shuo turned around and left first. Behind him, Zhan Xuan followed closely, followed by Sima Bin. Looking at the two of them, they were actually secretly protecting Zhan Xuan, as if they were afraid that He Yiming would recklessly hurt him here.
He Yiming gently squeezed the horse's belly, and the White Horse Lightning immediately followed slowly.
Such speed was like child's play to it. There was no pressure at all, so it was naturally impossible for it to lose track of them.
Behind them, the other Venerables slowly followed. They were all whispering secretly, and all of them had the same thought. The Five Elements Reincarnation Secret Manual had just returned to the sect, and the Five Elements Ring was about to return as well.
Once the Five Elements Ring became a God Artifact, the most glorious moment of the Blessed Enclave in the past several thousand years would arrive.
The Qilian Twin Devils glanced at each other. Even though they believed that there was no chance of losing in this bet, for some reason, there was a trace of uneasiness in their hearts.
Perhaps it was because they had interacted with He Yiming so much that they had a deep impression of his endless methods. That was why they were worried that he might have a way to turn defeat into victory.
Very soon, they arrived at a huge valley surrounded by mountains.
When He Yiming followed Fan Shuo into the valley, he looked around and his expression gradually became strange.
"Senior Fan Shuo, this is the Valley of 10,000 Trees?"
"That's right, this is the center of our Blessed Enclave." Fan Shuo's voice carried a natural arrogance, "This … is the Valley of 10,000 Trees."
He Yiming's mouth was agape as he stared at the towering tree in the Valley of 10,000 Trees.
It was a gigantic tree that stretched as far as the eye could see when looking up from below.
However, what really puzzled He Yiming was that there was only one big tree here.
A towering tree stood alone in the center of the valley, its branches and leaves covering the sky and the sun …
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