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第四卷 七星岛 第七百一十九章 推测

The Lady Black Python exuded an aura of demonic power as she faced off against two fierce ghosts. While the array was indeed challenging, it seemed too ambitious to think that they could be trapped so easily. Her initial shock had faded, and now she fought with growing confidence. Although her charm technique proved ineffective, the Lady Black Python gradually gained the upper hand.

She extended a hand, pointing at the venomous fangs as if to strike them. The法宝 trembled and transformed into several points of cold light, piercing towards the ghosts with force.

Though needle-type 法宝 were small in size, their power was not to be underestimated.

The two fierce ghosts she had trapped earlier suddenly disintegrated without warning. Like ice melting away, the bodies of the ghosts, towering over a dozen feet tall, seemed to dissolve into fine sand under the wind's touch, vanishing almost instantly.

A look of bewilderment appeared on the Lady Black Python’s face. Could it be that her opponent was about to unleash another strange technique? She exchanged a wary glance with the one-eyed old man, who revealed a hint of seriousness in his eyes and hesitated to attack rashly.

But soon, she let out a sigh of relief as not only did the fierce ghosts vanish, but the illusory realm around them also faded away. The distant green mountains reappeared before her eyes.

As an元婴期 cultivator, this woman’s experience was vast. She knew that the array had been dispelled by their opponent.

"Comrade Daoist He, how should we proceed?"

"There's no need to discuss it further; is the Great Man still planning on pursuing them?" The one-eyed old man turned his head and revealed a twisted smile.

"I have no such interest. The opponent’s array alone was formidable enough. Their cultivation level likely surpasses that of the red-robed woman."

"Indeed, I don't intend to meddle further. Though being an enforcer brings many benefits during the grand assembly, it's not worth risking so much for a little sweet."

"Since that is the case, let’s meet up with White Deer Daoist. He probably hasn’t gained much either," the Lady Black Python said as she opened her lips.

The one-eyed old man had no objections and both of them began to use their techniques, flying towards the front.

After only a dozen miles, they arrived swiftly.

In mid-air, the White Deer Immortal Child hovered with an extremely grim expression on his face.

The Lady Black Python felt a shock. This ancient monster seemed to have suffered significant losses, despite being at the same cultivation stage as her.

"Daoist White, what happened? Why did you only arrive now?" The White Deer Immortal Child spoke slowly, his voice tinged with coldness.

"I apologize; Daoist He and I were ambushed on our way here. We got trapped in an array," the Lady Black Python sighed and explained.

"Array." The White Deer Immortal Child’s face turned serious. Someone who could control a mid-stage元婴期炼尸, and was adept at array techniques, was unprecedented among the妖灵族. Could it be that this person had broken through to the other side from the human world?

"How so? Did Daoist White also encounter unexpected trouble? Otherwise, with your abilities, the red-robed woman shouldn’t have been able to leave easily," the one-eyed old man said thoughtfully.

"Indeed; I met a mid-stage元婴期尸魔 and couldn't keep up due to my limited resources. That’s why I failed to detain her," the White Deer Immortal Child said with lingering resentment as he recounted his experience.

The two ancient monsters exchanged glances, their hearts filled with shock. They silently sized each other up, unsure of what to do next.

After a full half-hour passed.

"Daoist White Deer, who is that red-robed woman? Have you noticed anything?" the Lady Black Python asked slowly.

"No," the White Deer Immortal Child shook his head and frowned slightly: "I may not claim extensive experience, but mid-stage元婴期 cultivators are familiar to me. However, I’ve never seen this red-robed woman before; she likely came from the human world."

"Indeed, Daoist friend’s words make sense. Based on her abilities, this lady doesn’t seem like a妖修," the one-eyed old man stroked his beard and nodded in agreement.

After discussing for some time, they remained at a loss. Although they didn't say it out loud, they were secretly frustrated; they hadn’t gained any benefits but had instead unwittingly created an enemy.

Meanwhile, several dozen miles away, in a secluded valley.

A flash of light revealed a faint green shadow that gradually became clear, revealing Lin Xuan, a young man with an ordinary appearance.

"Master, they didn't follow."

"Hmm," Lin Xuan nodded and showed a hint of relief on his face. While he often helped Red Silk escape danger, he preferred to avoid trouble. Fortunately, the two ancient monsters were too cautious to pursue him.

Lin Xuan continued to carefully conceal his aura, standing still in place. Soon, countless dark shadows shot from all directions, revealing fist-sized ghost heads that looked eerie.

These ghost heads soon merged into a demonic cloud, which swirled and revealed the towering figure of a corpse demon.

Lin Xuan’s spirit sense scanned the scene, but the corpse demon had suffered some injuries. The poison dragon at the transformation stage was indeed formidable, but...

Lin Xuan's face showed deep contemplation as he formed a hand seal and sealed the corpse demon in his灵鬼袋.

"What should we do now, Master?"

"Of course, we return. We didn’t reveal our presence, so there’s no reason to miss this grand assembly," Lin Xuan said as he transformed into a faint green streak of light that vanished without a trace.

Meanwhile, at the foot of the mountain, hundreds of cultivators still gathered in small groups, discussing with varying expressions. The shocking scene they had just witnessed made them unable to resist speculating and analyzing.

The most common speculation was about Red Silk’s origins, but no one could figure it out.

This chaotic situation worked to Lin Xuan's advantage as his concealment techniques were extremely subtle, allowing him to return to his original spot without being noticed.

In addition to the foreign cultivators, several disciples of the ancient monsters stood in front of the禁制, three men and a woman, all at the凝聚丹期 cultivation stage.

As time passed, they still didn’t see their master returning, and their expressions turned anxious. However, for some reason, none of them moved to search for him.

Lin Xuan observed everyone’s reactions with cold eyes but maintained an indifferent expression on his face.

Time slowly passed until it was nearly dawn. Just as everyone was uncertain about what would happen next, a flash of fire entered their vision—a transmission talisman.

The four凝聚丹期 cultivators’ faces lit up, and the woman in court attire raised her hand to receive the transmission talisman into her palm.

She sank her spirit sense into it.

After a moment, she lifted her head with no visible expression on her face. She bowed to everyone: "I apologize for keeping you waiting. The time has come; please enter Mount Print."

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