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"Senior, why don't you go yourself? I was chased here by you before. If I had the intention to sabotage, wouldn't it be a missed opportunity?" Huangpu Xin asked in confusion.
Cao Mang's mouth twitched as he said, "Firstly, I have never killed anyone from the Wang family, and you don't need to play dead and eavesdrop over there, girl."
On the side, Wang Tingyu was no longer pretending, and sat up glaring at him.
"Secondly, although I was chasing after you, I also got rid of others who wanted to capture this girl. If it weren't for Zhou's help, I would have indirectly saved you," Cao Mang spoke confidently. "The last point is, according to our ancient records, anyone with cultivation who enters this tomb never comes out again..."
Huangpu Xin did not dwell on chasing or any strange events in ancient books, but keenly noticed a detail in the way someone was addressed.
Cao Mang said "we," indicating that he is not alone! It's possible that it's an organization, and they also possess ancient classics, likely an ancient organization...
"So, why did the senior choose me? Was the 'chase' intentional?" Huangpu Xin asked.
"Yes, you came at just the right time. I was originally thinking of finding an excuse to get rid of you, but I didn't expect you to have spatial supernatural abilities, which saves me the trouble. According to ancient records, there have been instances of Kunlun slaves entering and then coming out. It seems that a young man from the Yi tribe with supernatural abilities shouldn't be a problem." Cao Mang said, stroking his chin.
Huangpu Xin is resolute in his heart. So it seems that Cao Mang is chasing them just to have a reasonable excuse to enter here with the two of them...
Wait, why is it here? How did they know I would come here? The intelligence is from... The Secret Pavilion! Haha, what a big trap. It seems that this organization has some relationship with The Secret Pavilion, but whether it is a cooperative relationship or a double-sided one is unknown.
Cao Mang saw that Huangpu Xin was silent and thought he was afraid, so he advised, "You should think that even if you can't come out, you can still cultivate by the side of the immortal. What a great blessing!"
Huangpu Xin pursed his lips to show his lack of interest. At this moment, he just wanted to get more jade marrow powder to restore his strength.
Cao Mang looked at Huangpu Xin and saw that he had no intention of going, so he urged him on, "If you do this, I will help you all sneak out of the Sanxian Mountains. How about that?"
Huangpu Xin said, "Senior Zhou can also..."
Zhou Dian shook his head and pointed at Wang Tingyu, saying, "There is something special about her that I cannot hide. If we leave this place, I can only take you with me."
Huangpu Xin paused, looked at the girl biting her lip next to him, sighed, and said to Cao Mang with a hand gesture, "Your matters are my matters. I just hope that you will also pay attention to that jade essence powder."
Cao Mang frowned and said, "The Yu Sui Powder is not difficult to find, but from the medicine bottle left by this girl, it seems to be the residue of the Nine Revolutions Yu Sui Powder, a family treasure of the Wang family. I will keep an eye out for something of this level, but I advise you not to get your hopes up."
Huangpu Xin nodded and said, "Of course, I was just mentioning it casually."
The two signed a contract with the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, clearly stating that they must truthfully inform Cao Mang of the answers after coming out, and Cao Mang must help Wang Tingyu leave, and make every effort to collect items for recovery, and so on.
Cao Mang said no more, took out a stack of talismans, and handed them to Zhou Dian, saying, "Please help me, Daoist friend."
The mad emperor nodded and took the talisman. He pinched a tactic in his hand, and without knowing what spell he used, the talisman naturally flew up and circled around the platform, while the text on the platform gradually changed, eventually converging with the text on the talisman.
Cao Mang also acted at the same time, releasing ten different-shaped demon beasts from the beast bag and lining them up on the platform. However, they all remained motionless, obviously under a spell. Strangely, as the halo of the talisman spread, the stone platform, which was just ten feet in diameter, also lit up faintly. With the two complementing each other, it had expanded to a size of ten feet in just a few breaths.
"He took out a small knife with the same characters as the engraved talisman and went forward to cut the necks of these monsters. It seems that the small knife is also an extraordinary magical tool, capable of easily killing the demon beasts.
'Cao Mang said, 'The altar requires fresh blood to activate, and the time when these beasts are alive and bleeding is the time you will spend inside.'"
Give Huangpu Xin an old yellow paper.
Huangpu Xin looked at him in confusion, and Cao Mang explained, "This is a 'tablet'. Even if I explain, you won't understand. Anyway, when you go in, you'll know where to place it. Everything you need to ask is written on it. When they answer across from you, make sure to listen carefully. Take what they give you, understand?"
Huangpu Xin Looking at the blank yellow paper in his hand, he only nodded to show that he understood, and didn't ask any more questions. Some things are harder to get away from the more you know.
It just made him feel uneasy, as if he wasn't going to meet an elder immortal, but rather to seek some kind of evil spirit...
Looking at the monster being slaughtered on the ground that seemed to be a stone platform or altar, the three people showed no emotional fluctuations, only Wang Tingyu revealed a hint of reluctance.
As they spoke, the sun in the sky gradually darkened, no, it's a solar eclipse!
"Kid, the road is in the sky. Wait until the solar eclipse is complete, and the road will appear. The aura of the infant demon beast is continuous, probably only half an hour, so hurry up!" Cao Mang reminded.
Huangpu Xin nodded, propping up his body with a sword, fortunately he had just regained some strength. The current Huangpu Xin seemed to have returned to the days when he had just taken over someone else's body.
Suddenly feeling a tight grip on his wrist, he turned around to see Wang Tingyu holding onto his sleeve. Huangpu Xin immediately understood her intention: "Don't worry, I will come back."
Buzzing, swishing...
The dark-colored staircase emerged out of thin air, extending all the way up to the sun obscured by the solar eclipse.
Huangpu Xin bitterly smiled and thought to himself: "It really is on the sun."
The field of vision was filled with light, but this time, entering in the correct way made a difference. There was a "path" and no "path," and at least it wasn't as hot as before. Huangpu Xin didn't want to experience that hellish feeling again. Step by step, climbing the steps, the light became more and more dazzling. In the end, Huangpu Xin couldn't help but close his eyes and walk in a straight line by feeling.
Suddenly, he seemed to touch something, a soft energy supporting him, isolated from the outside world. After an unknown period of time, a feeling of passing through a certain "gateway" came, with a strange sensation similar to the previous "crossing." The light dispersed, and Huangpu Xin blinked a few times, adjusting to the suddenly dark environment, fortunately there was nothing sudden "evil" that would attack here.
Glancing around, I found myself in a city.
The city was bustling with activity, yet eerily silent. The guards at the city gate, the merchants collecting fees, and the beggars asking for alms all moved their mouths, but no sound came out, as if it were a silent play that had been going on for thousands of years.
He was pleasantly surprised to find that in this place, which he couldn't tell if it was a small world or an illusion, the erosion of himself seemed to have been paused at 75%. Huangpu Xin consoled himself with a sense of humor: "This can also be considered a good thing."
Immediately, he carefully avoided the passing pedestrians while leaning on his sword, not making contact with these people, and at the same time, looking for a place where he could use that "scroll."
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