Mu Wanwan shook his head and earnestly said, "Of course not. We passed through a canyon on our way to the inner valley. There was a strange beast there that was proficient in concealment techniques. It was very difficult to discover it with spiritual sense. I originally prepared other methods, but they were still lacking compared to the bowl that could see through the Spirit Concealment Talisman."
Wang Changsheng nodded and hesitated for a moment before taking out a short blue ruler from his sleeve and saying, "I'll give this Bluesilver Ruler and the Golden Parasol to Fellow Daoist Mu for protection! You're only at Core Formation stage. It's too dangerous for you to enter the inner valley. "
Mu Wanwan revealed a strange expression and said meaningfully, "I can't accept a reward for nothing. Fellow Daoist Wang wouldn't give me two defensive magic treasures for no reason, right?"
"After I help Fellow Daoist Mu obtain the final three layers of the Heavenly Illusion Nightmare Technique, Fellow Daoist Mu will come with me to the inner valley to search for treasures! With your Purple Cloud Mirror and my Sensory Bell that can detect spatial tears, we can avoid many dangers. With these two treasures, you shouldn't be in any danger. "Wang Changsheng took out the Sensory Bell as he spoke.
Mu Wanwan revealed a strange expression and said, "If we encounter danger, such as a battle between Yuanying cultivators, I won't be able to help much. Are you sure you want to search for treasures in the inner valley?"
Wang Changsheng's expression turned serious and he said, "Fellow Daoist Mu only needs to take care of yourself. If you encounter danger that you can't withstand, you can escape by yourself. I won't have the slightest complaint."
The inner valley was extremely dangerous. With Mu Wanwan's late Core Formation stage cultivation, it would be difficult for him to enter the inner valley. However, Wang Changsheng gave Mu Wanwan two defensive magic treasures. With the addition of the Purple Cloud Mirror and Sensory Bell, as long as he didn't encounter a group of Yuanying cultivators, Mu Wanwan wouldn't be in any danger.
"Alright! I agree. "Mu Wanwan pondered for a moment and nodded.
"There's no time to lose. Let's set off right away!" Wang Changsheng's face lit up with joy as he spoke impatiently.
Mu Wanwan took out an old yellowed map from his sleeve and pointed at a certain place on the map. "We're here now. After passing through the Black Wind Valley, we'll be able to enter the inner valley. This path leads to …"
A quarter of an hour later, Mu Wanwan finished explaining the route to Wang Changsheng, and the two of them headed east together.
Not long after, the two of them turned into two black dots and disappeared from the wasteland.
… ….
Near a black lake that was about a hundred acres in size, three men and two women were standing near a pile of rocks. Judging from their clothes, they were members of the Witch Tribe.
The leader of the group was a beautiful middle-aged woman with good facial features. Her brows were tightly furrowed as she looked at the sky from time to time, as if she was waiting for someone.
"Why isn't Fellow Daoist Tong here yet? He wouldn't have been directly teleported into the restriction, would he? "A skinny grey-robed cultivator said with a frown.
"He shouldn't be that unlucky, right? Maybe he was delayed on the way. Let's wait a little longer! "A short and stout old man in sackcloth shook his head and said in a deep voice.
"We've already waited for two days. We can't keep waiting!" A green-robed old man said with some dissatisfaction.
"Forget it. Let's not wait anymore. Let's set off! Use the language of our Witch Tribe and leave marks unique to our Witch Tribe on the way. If Fellow Daoist Tong is still alive, he should be able to follow these marks. If he's not, he's most likely dead, "the middle-aged woman raised her eyebrows and instructed.
"Fellow Daoist, why don't we wait a little longer? With one more Yuanying cultivator here, we'll have a better chance of getting the treasure. Only we know the approximate location of the cave where Wu Lingzi passed away. It won't make any difference even if we go a little later, "a white-robed old woman with white hair suggested after some hesitation.
"We can't wait any longer. We're not the only ones who know the approximate location of the cave where Wu Lingzi passed away," the middle-aged woman shook her head and said meaningfully.
"Fellow Daoist, are you talking about the Black Witch Tribe? Didn't most of the high-level cultivators of the Black Witch Tribe die in the great battle back then? Even if there are some who escaped, they might not know the approximate location of the cave where Wu Lingzi passed away, right? "the white-robed old woman asked with some doubt.
"What if this person is the Holy Son of the Black Witch Tribe? Although his physical body was destroyed, the Yuanying managed to escape. As long as he takes over a body and painstakingly cultivates for a hundred years, he'll be able to recover his original cultivation base. You should know that Wu Lingzi's cave where he passed away was discovered by the elders of the Black Witch Tribe. If it weren't for our White Witch Tribe placing people in the Black Witch Tribe, we wouldn't have known about this, "the middle-aged woman said with a serious expression. She paused for a moment before continuing, "In order to find the Holy Son of the Black Witch Tribe, I sent a large number of people to infiltrate Dongyu to gather information. There were four people who reached the Nascent Soul Stage in the past hundred years in Dongyu. These four people were from the Heavenly Demon Cult, the Hehuan Sect, the Taixu Sect, and the Underworld Corpse Sect. Among them, the two from the Heavenly Demon Cult and the Underworld Corpse Sect were the most suspicious. However, after investigation, one of these two people was a descendant of the Wanderer of Six Extremes, while the other entered the Underworld Corpse Sect with the Underworld Corpse Token. Their cultivation methods and abilities were very different from those of the Black Witch Tribe. Now that the Heavenly Witch Mountain Range is ruled by us White Witches, it doesn't matter where the Holy Son of the Black Witch Tribe is hiding. However, he might know where Wu Lingzi's cave is located. We must be one step ahead of him and obtain the things in the cave. If he obtains Wu Lingzi's inheritance, it won't be a good thing for us White Witches."
"If that's the case, then let's be on our way! We must obtain Wu Lingzi's inheritance as soon as possible, "the green-robed old man nodded in agreement.
The other three people had no objections to this. This concerned the future of the White Witch Tribe's rule, they dared not be careless.
The five of them left a unique mark and left the place.
… ….
In the inner valley of the Fallen Celestial Valley, two men and a woman were fighting fiercely with a black centipede that was more than two hundred feet long.
A green-robed old man with a goatee was controlling a huge green fork that was more than ten feet long. He kept stabbing the black centipede's body, but he only left a few shallow white marks on the black centipede's body.
A pretty woman in a blue dress was controlling five flying daggers that shone with blue light. She slashed the black centipede's body fiercely, but she only left a few shallow white marks.
The green-robed old man and the woman in the blue dress obviously did not use their full strength. They planned to use their advantage in numbers to continuously deplete the black centipede's Vital Energy. When the black centipede's Vital Energy was completely depleted, it would die.
A handsome black-robed young man raised his eyebrows and took out a palm-sized black seal from his sleeve. There were five lifelike black flood dragons carved on it.
The black-robed young man shook his wrist, and the black seal flew out of his hand. It expanded to a thousand feet in size in the wind. After a blur, it suddenly appeared on top of the black centipede's head.
The black centipede seemed to realize that it was not good and wanted to dodge.
At this moment, the black-robed young man snorted lightly. He made a gesture with one hand, and the enlarged black seal spurted out a black glow, covering the black centipede below.
The black centipede's body was stagnant and could not move.
With a loud bang, the enlarged black seal fell and smashed the black centipede into meat paste.
Seeing this scene, the green-robed old man and the woman in the blue dress looked at each other. They could see a touch of surprise in each other's eyes.
The black-robed young man ignored their surprised eyes. He waved one hand, and the black seal returned to its original size and flew back into his sleeve.
The black-robed young man shook his sleeve, and a black porcelain bottle flew out. After it expanded in the wind, it spurted out a black glow that covered the black centipede's body. A mini centipede was rolled back into the porcelain bottle.
The green-robed old man's figure flickered, and he appeared beside the black centipede's body. He dug out an egg-sized black ball from the pile of minced meat.
"Junior Han, I didn't know! You have such a rare treasure. "The woman in the blue dress said with deep meaning.
"If Senior Fellow Apprentice Zhao and Senior Sister Apprentice Liu didn't contain this beastkin, I wouldn't have succeeded so quickly. Well, let's hurry up!" The black-robed young man said vaguely. After speaking, he quickly walked toward the dense forest ahead.
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