Old Devil Du's trump card
Ning Qi's group of nine didn't ride a flying Spirit Artifact, nor did they fly through the air. This was because it was easy to break into some ancient restrictions, and they might even encounter sneak attacks from some cultivators. Therefore, everyone honestly used their feet to travel, and their speed wasn't too slow. If they were lucky, they might be able to reach the Despair of Death in about 20 years.
For cultivators, 20 years was nothing. It would pass in the blink of an eye. Moreover, they might come across some fortuitous encounters along the way.
As long as he could ensure that he could safely reach death's door, even if he had to spend thirty to fifty years, it would still be worth it.
Three months later.
Soon, they arrived at the first 'resting point'. It was something like a small town. From this place to the Dire Death Zone, there were countless similar towns. All of them were established by cultivators who had been on the road for a very long time and had been passed down to this day. Cultivators on the road could replenish their supplies here. The town that Ning Qi's group arrived at had a majority of human cultivators. There were a few alien cultivators, but there were still quite a few.
Pairs of malicious gazes landed on Ning Qi's group, but after realizing that there were six third tribulation Creators in the group, those gazes retracted a little.
"Everyone, we've been lucky for the past three months, and our journey has been smooth. However, the closer we get to the Dead End, the higher the chance of encountering danger. We need to study our next journey carefully. Brother Bu, do you have any suggestions?"
After the nine of them found a teahouse and sat down, Void Butcher spoke.
"Senior Void Butcherer, from here to the next town, there are seven or eight Ancient Forbidden Techniques of various sizes. However, the power of these Forbidden Techniques is limited. As long as we detour around them, we will not fall into them. Other than that, we need to pay attention to the 'Valley of the Dead'. It is impossible to detour around this Valley of the Dead, otherwise, we will fall into greater danger. We can only force our way through. However, the zombies in the Valley of the Dead were all top-notch experts when they were alive.
Bu Shaofeng said.
"Valley of the Dead?"
Wan Long and the other two exchanged glances and furrowed their brows. They knew nothing about the outside world, and now that they heard that there was a place they couldn't go around, they couldn't help but worry.
"I've also heard of this Valley of the Dead. Those zombies don't have any intelligence, and they only have ten to twenty percent of their combat power when they were alive. It shouldn't be too difficult for us to break through."
Void Butcher whispered.
"What's going on with this Dead Man Valley? Why did cultivators become zombies? If we go there, will we become zombies as well? "
Ning Dong 'er looked at Bu Shaofeng and said.
Bu Shaofeng respectfully said, "It's like this. I've only heard that a long time ago, when the restrictive spell in the Dead Man Valley was still very powerful, the seven major sects joined forces with cultivators from the other first-rate sects. About a hundred people, they all died in the Dead Man Valley. The first batch of zombies were created by them. Later, when cultivators passed through the Dead Man Valley, if they died, they would be turned into zombies by the special restrictive spell. However, because of the restrictive spell, they never left the Dead Man Valley."
"A special forbidden technique …"
A sharp light flashed across Wan Long's eyes.
Zhang Qinghua coincidentally saw this scene and couldn't help turning to Wan Long, "Young Noble Wan, what do you think?"
Wan Long smiled and glanced at the crowd. He said in a low voice, "I only have a speculation. Could there be a powerful Zombie King suppressed under the Dead Man Valley? After those cultivators died, they were turned into zombies because of the zombie aura that leaked out from the Zombie King? "
"That's possible. However, I'm afraid this has nothing to do with our journey. Even if there's a Zombie King, it's not something we can deal with. We just need to think of a way to pass through the Dead Man Valley safely!"
Void Butcher said.
"You guys want to go to the Dead Man Valley? Haha, if you want to pass through the Dead Man Valley, you can just buy some talismans from me. I'm the current leader of the Orthodox Sect, an ancient Taoist sect. I specialize in restraining these demons and monsters! "
At a table not far away, a sloppy-looking old man was drinking wine from a gourd and eating meat. He smiled at Ning Qi as he chewed.
"Oh? Why don't you take out one of the talismans you're selling to broaden our horizons? If it can really restrain zombies, we'll buy some! "
Void Butcher's eyes lit up.
"No, no, I'll draw it if you guys buy it. I won't draw it if you don't!"
The sloppy-looking old man shook his head.
"I think you're just an old liar! I've heard of talismans, but it's just a small Dao. Compared to those spiritual weapons that can restrain demons and monsters, it's worlds apart. A talisman can only be used once! "
Ning Dong 'er cast a sidelong glance at the old man and sneered disdainfully.
"Third sister, don't talk nonsense!"
Wan Long glared at Ning Dong 'er.
At this moment, the sloppy-looking old man's eyes turned red. He looked at Ning Dong 'er furiously and said, "How dare you, little girl! You don't know anything and yet you're spouting nonsense. Talismans are a small Dao? You're making me laugh! "
The other cultivators in the teahouse looked over with smiles in their eyes.
Ning Dong 'er was furious. Just as she was about to retort, another group of cultivators walked into the teahouse. Void Butcher's expression changed drastically when he saw this. Bu Shaofeng and Bu Qingshi looked even more terrified.
"Leader of the Orthodox Sect, I heard your voice from afar. Why? Who offended you again?"
Old Devil Du looked at the old man with a faint smile.
When the sloppy-looking old man saw this, he rolled his eyes at Old Devil Du and said, "Some people have eyes but fail to recognize Mount Tai. I don't care to bicker with them. Why, Old Devil Du, you've finished the previous wave. Who's your target this time?"
Old Devil Du's expression changed slightly. He sneered and ignored the sloppy-looking old man. Instead, he looked at Ning Qi and the others and sneered, "Aiya, we meet again. This time, there are no law enforcement team cultivators from the Wasteland's Great Market to protect you."
"Old Devil Du, what do you mean by that?"
A look of fear appeared on Void Butcher's face, and he felt some regret in his heart. If he had known that Old Devil Du would follow them, they would have continued on their way. After leaving the Desolate Region's market square, there were no rules in the outside world. Anyone who wanted to kill could do so in broad daylight.
"What do I mean? Hehe, leave these three people behind and you can leave safely. Otherwise … "
Old Devil Du pointed at Ning Qi, Bu Shaofeng, Bu Qingshi, and Void Butcher and sneered, "Four members of my Flying Dragon Squad disappeared for no reason. I naturally have to take responsibility for them."
"Old Devil Du, you only have a few more people. If you really want to fight, it's just a life and death struggle."
Void Butcher frowned. Bu Shaofeng was their guide. With him around, their journey would be much safer. Naturally, they would not give up so easily.
"Do you really think that our Flying Dragon Squad only has these few people?"
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