The Forest Ocean Origin Realm was gloomy even during the day, and the night was especially dark.
In the pitch-black night, the burning red of the Mystical Dragon Incense was particularly eye-catching.
Su Qiyun's voice echoed in the darkness. "Isn't Yan Xiao already dead? Why do we still need to light the Divine Dragon Incense? "
Jiang Wang placed the Seven Azure Tree on the ground, and a flame flower blossomed from the tip of his index finger, gently floating in the air.
The flame flowers brought with them light, illuminating Su Qiyun and Wu Quji's faces, which were sometimes bright and sometimes dark.
"Yan Xiao is dead, but the 'Night Invasion' might not have disappeared," Jiang Wang said.
According to the information Su Qiyun had gathered, Yan Xiao was closely related to the 'Night Invasion', and it was very likely that Yan Xiao had created the 'Night Invasion'.
But the question was, where did Su Qiyun's information come from?
It came from the Forest Ocean Sacred Clan's study.
In other words, if the Forest Ocean Saint Clan wanted her to find out something, she could only find out what it was.
As for the truth … … who knew?
"I don't understand what you mean." Su Qiyun clearly found it difficult to accept.
She had finally found the culprit behind the 'Night Invasion' and came to the Hanging Skull Forest to take revenge for Little Yu.
Now that Jiang Wang said that Yan Xiao was dead, the 'Night Invasion' might not have disappeared.
Didn't this mean that everything she had done was useless?
Jiang Wang was about to explain when Wu Quji suddenly interrupted them.
"Did you guys notice … …" His voice was somewhat doubtful. "The bird's nest seems to have disappeared?"
The flame flower Jiang Wang had just released was very small and only illuminated the area in front of the three of them.
Upon hearing Wu Quji's words, the flame flower suddenly expanded and soared into the air, clearly illuminating the area in front of the wooden house.
Jiang Wang had long since mastered the flame flower Dao technique.
At this moment, they could clearly see that the bird's nest under the roof of the wooden house that Yan Xiao had been resting in had indeed disappeared!
Jiang Wang had been in a hurry to light the Divine Dragon Incense and hadn't noticed this. Su Qiyun was also wondering why Jiang Wang had turned back, but Wu Quji's observation was much more detailed.
"What's going on? Is Yan Xiao not dead? Or resurrected? "Su Qiyun frowned.
"No, it's already dead. He didn't revive either. "
Jiang Wang observed his own storage box and said, "My Swallow Owl's Beak is still here. According to the records, if Yan Xiao is resurrected, its previous' corpse 'will also disappear. "
Su Qiyun looked around vigilantly. "Then who can explain why the Swallow's Nest disappeared? Was there anyone else here apart from us? "
"I can't explain it now. I'm as confused as you are." As Jiang Wang spoke, he let go of the doubts in his heart and walked into the cabin. "Since you're back, let's go in and have a look."
There was a wooden house in the depths of the Forest of Hanging Skulls. Yan Xiao was resting under the eaves of the wooden house.
Just like an ordinary Tang Qianyan.
Today, the night came early. Yan Xiao died, but Yan Chao suddenly disappeared.
This inevitably made people uneasy.
The unknown was the greatest fear.
Wu Quji and Su Qiyun were not people who had not seen terror before, but at this time, they could not help but follow behind Jiang Wang, unwilling to stay outside alone.
A flame flower floated in front of them, like a lantern.
The first place they entered was the central room. They had already seen the layout outside during the day: a bench, a wooden table, simple and simple.
After entering, there were no changes.
There was a room on the left and right, separated by curtains.
Jiang Wang raised his sword and separated them. One was a kitchen with a stove and firewood. The other was a bedroom with a wooden bed.
There was nothing else.
It was a very, very ordinary wooden house.
Perhaps the only thing unusual about it was that it appeared in the Forest of Hanging Skulls.
Jiang Wang said nothing and sat down on the bench in the central room.
The flame flower floated above the wooden table like a chandelier.
Wu Quji sat across from him. "This Daoist technique of yours is very convenient. If everyone was like you, the Hanging Light Lantern wouldn't be able to be sold."
The two of them were sitting on either side of the wooden table. Su Qiyun walked around and chose to sit across from the main door. She clearly did not want to face the night with her back to the door.
The flame flower could be used as a lantern because of its high stability.
It was not as simple as just casually controlling one's origin energy to form a fireball — it could be used to illuminate the room, but the constant loss of origin energy would cause the caster to suffer greatly.
Su Qiyun glanced at him and said, "Chu's Zuo Guanglie's unique Daoist technique is much more valuable than the Hanging Light Lantern."
Wu Quji casually changed the topic in order to ease his uneasiness, and she played along.
"Ah." Wu Quji said in a muffled voice, "I don't know him."
Zuo Guanglie was indeed a prominent figure in Tianjiao, but not everyone had heard of him. Especially since he came from a small sect like the Golden Needle Sect. Just the powers within Qi were enough to give him a headache.
He directly asked Jiang Wang, "Aren't you a hereditary baron of Qi? How are you related to Chu? "
"It's just a Daoist technique, so there's no need to talk about it. Besides, the flame flower has already been deciphered by many people. "
Jiang Wang did not want to discuss this topic any further. He changed the topic and said, "The Forest Ocean Origin Realm is very dangerous at night. Rather than going out into the unknown, it's better to stay here. If there's anything else, we'll continue to observe tomorrow morning. "
Jiang Wang had thought this through very clearly.
The greatest danger in the Forest of Hanging Skulls was undoubtedly Yan Xiao. Now that Yan Xiao was completely dead, this place was actually much safer than the other places in the Forest Ocean Origin Realm.
Yan Xiao's mysterious disappearance was naturally something worth paying attention to, but it was not a wise move to search for clues in this kind of night.
Jiang Wang chose to wait patiently in the wooden hut for the night and then act after daybreak. This was a prudent choice.
He had even begun to prepare for cultivation.
Wu Quji was indifferent. He used a golden needle to poke at the wooden table, as if he was testing something.
Su Qiyun looked at him and said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, you said that Yan Xiao is dead, but the 'Night Invasion' might not have disappeared. What did you mean by that?"
Jiang Wang knew that he would not be able to pass without answering her questions. He thought for a moment, then said, "The old priestess told me a story. She said that this story could not be heard by the other members of the Sacred Race. Now that Qishu is dead, I can tell you guys about it. "
He chose to tell them about the senior Descender, Monk Guan Yan.
"I didn't think that there would be such an extraordinary man among Buddhists." Su Qiyun was clearly moved by this story. "So that's how the Forest Ocean Sacred Race's' Lovers Hunt 'tradition came about. It's truly a pity. No wonder Qing Qishu … "
Wu Quji's perspective was different. "The sect gave him so many resources to cultivate and become a Transcendent. In the end, after he succeeded in his cultivation, he ended up in a foreign land, unwilling to leave because of a woman. How could he face the sect that he came from? How could he face all the resources that he spent? "
The two of them had different backgrounds, which determined their perspectives on the matter. This was one of the ways of the world. Sometimes, it was hard to tell whether it was right or wrong.
Jiang Wang pondered over his own observations. He then explained the reason why he told this story. "From the story told by the Sacred Race's priestess, combined with their history. We know that around eight hundred years ago, Yan Xiao appeared, and the 'Offering of Heads' occurred in the Land of Divine Shadow. After that, five hundred years ago, under Guan Yan's leadership, it evolved into the 'Lovers Hunt' tradition. "
"Have you guys ever thought about what happened in the three hundred years?" Jiang Wang asked.
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