Wang Changsheng only felt his surroundings become blurry. When he came back to his senses, he was already in a spacious and bright hall. The stone walls around him were engraved with dense, mysterious runes.
In the center of the hall, there were more than a dozen formations. Sect Master Mo Wentian stood near the formations, his brows slightly furrowed. Seven Taiqing Palace disciples were sitting cross-legged in groups of twos and threes. Murong Bing was among them.
"Martial Nephew Wang, find a place to rest first. When the others come out, I'll send you off," Mo Wentian instructed Wang Changsheng through telepathy.
"Yes, Sect Master," Wang Changsheng nodded. He found a place to sit down and closed his eyes to rest.
After an unknown amount of time, Sect Master Mo Wentian's voice rang in Wang Changsheng's ears. "Alright, everyone is here. Come with me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Changsheng opened his eyes and stood up. When he scanned his surroundings, he found that there were more than a dozen people. Most of them were Qi Condensation cultivators. As for Foundation Establishment cultivators, including Wang Changsheng, there were only six of them.
A total of twenty-five Foundation Establishment cultivators entered the Secret Territory, but only six of them left alive. On the other hand, thirteen Qi Condensation cultivators left the Secret Territory alive.
Seeing this, Wang Changsheng rejoiced. Fortunately, he had made sufficient preparations. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to leave the Secret Territory alive.
In addition, Wang Changsheng noticed that Sect Master Mo Wentian's face was extremely gloomy. He looked very unhappy.
Mo Wentian shook his sleeve, and a palm-sized golden flag flashed out. On the flag, a lifelike golden Jiao Dragon was drawn.
He made a hand seal with one hand, and the golden flag suddenly emitted a golden light. It quickly flew toward a circular stone door.
The golden flag was gently stroked on the round stone door. With a bang, the round stone door opened automatically, and a few rays of sunlight drifted in.
After exiting the Devil Sealing Pagoda, Mo Wentian shook his sleeve, and a small golden sword flew out. At the same time, it expanded in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it grew to more than ten zhang long.
"Come up, all of you!" Mo Wentian ordered calmly. After he finished speaking, his figure flashed and appeared on top of the giant golden sword.
Seeing this, Wang Changsheng and the others also jumped onto the giant golden sword.
Following Mo Wentian's command, the giant golden sword transformed into a streak of golden light and flew away.
A quarter of an hour later, the golden sword landed on top of a mountain peak that was thousands of feet high.
Mo Wentian turned around, glanced at Wang Changsheng and the others, and ordered, "We're here, come down! I still have some matters to take care of. Once you enter the main hall, the other Martial Uncles will tell you how to leave. That's right, what you encountered in the secret territory must not be leaked to cultivators outside of our sect. Violators will be severely punished. "
"Yes, Martial Uncle Sect Head (Martial Ancestor)." Everyone agreed and jumped down from the giant golden sword one after another.
Mo Wentian made a hand seal with one hand, and the giant golden sword turned into a streak of golden light and flew back the way it came from.
Seeing this, Wang Changsheng didn't think much of it, and quickly walked into the main hall.
… …
Less than an hour later, a lake that was about a hundred mu in size split into two from the middle, revealing a bluestone staircase that was more than a hundred meters long.
With a bang, the stone door at the end of the bluestone staircase opened automatically, and a dozen or so Taiqing Palace disciples walked out one after another. Walking at the front was Wang Changsheng.
When Wang Changsheng returned to the ground, he was surprised to find more than twenty fellow disciples gathered near the lake. Everyone's face was full of anxiety, as if they were waiting for someone.
Among these people, Wang Changsheng saw the figure of Third Senior Brother Zhou Yiming.
"Brother Wang, I knew you would come back safely." Seeing Wang Changsheng, Zhou Yiming's face was full of joy, and he quickly walked up to greet him.
"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Zhou." Wang Changsheng smiled at Zhou Yiming and said.
"It's my pleasure. By the way, let's go back quickly! Master has been waiting for us for half a day. "Zhou Yiming nodded and urged.
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