entered the Heavenly Tower together, and their whereabouts are unknown. Several other old demons have cultivation levels similar to mine. Unless they possess an ancient treasure or have cultivated a...Listen to the monks discussing beside you.

This is the third area Su Zijian has searched.

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The previous two attempts were unsuccessful.

Several nearby islands had gathered cultivators, observing the results.

It is unknown what means Su Zinan used.

The sea surface in the distance rose high, and seawater continuously flowed outwards from inside. Qin Sang flew a little higher, and saw that the raised place was circular, forming a bottomless deep pit in the middle.

In the sea of pits, multicolored lights flickered incessantly, and one could clearly sense the fluctuations caused by the formation of magical treasures and Taoist arts.

Some figures were floating in the sea pit.

Among them, some people were clearly at the core.

Qin Sang narrowed her eyes and took a closer look, making out the features of these people.

One of them was in white robes with a jade belt, handsome and dashing. This was Su Zinan, the most popular man right now. He looked quite well-suited to Yue Fei.

"That old demon was indeed not Su Zinan," Qin Sang remembered Lao Wu.

He still remembered that the old demon didn't have the mark of the Moon between his brows, he wasn't a Moon Guard, so he wondered what his status was in Luye.

Passing by a few people, Qin Sang noticed the man beside Su Zinan.

This person was silent, standing there quietly, giving off a feeling of being out of this world.

“The number one wandering cultivator of the Northern Wasteland, Mo Xindao, what is his relationship with Lu Ye... Deservedly a master of the Divine Transformation Dao Lineage, at least three powerful cultivators hidden in plain sight! Did the old demon not come Or is he hiding in the shadows, waiting to receive Su Zinan”

Qin Sang observed Mo Xingdao for a while, then awakened the Heavenly-Eyed Butterfly to secretly search.

From Su Zinan's side to the outermost onlookers.

Qin Sang roughly scanned the area, but didn't find anyone who looked like Lao Wu.

The setting sun sinks into the sea.

As night fell, the treasure light in the sea pit suddenly went out. Su Zinan flew out of the sea pit with a gloomy face, followed closely by Mo Xindao and others. The seawater receded, returning to normal.

Then, Su Zinan ignored the others and flew straight back to the Chi Nan Island chain.

As expected, the search failed again.

More than a month later.

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Qin Sang followed Su Zinan, traveling to many places. Each time, they went with high spirits but returned in disappointment.

Su Zi'nan's activities were completely irregular, running all over the southeast, northwest.

With so many attempts, Qin Sang couldn't help but wonder if Su Zinan actually had a way to pinpoint the ruins of Wuwang Hall. Or was he deliberately delaying time

These days, there are noticeably more cultivators of unknown origin among the onlookers. Some conceal their auras, trying to remain hidden, but Qin Sang's spiritual sense can still detect them.

Here, it wouldn't affect his cultivation of the "Fire Seed Golden Lotus," Qin Sang simply continued to stall with Su Zinan.

Another half month has passed.

Qin Sang was cultivating when the innkeeper sent someone to report that Su Zinan had left the island again.

Su Zinan always made a grand spectacle of his every move, which saved Qin Sang the trouble of constantly watching him.

Qin Sang slowly retracted his power, the fire lotus disappearing into his brow.

You don't need to ask Su Zinan where he is going. Stepping out of the inn, Qin Sang looked up and saw streaks of light flying across the sky, all heading in the same direction.

He followed at his own pace.

It was quickly discovered that this time was different from before. Su Zinan flew southeast at the fastest speed as soon as he left the island, his target very clear.

Qin Sang's heart beat faster, and he sped up, overtaking most of the cultivators.

Not long after.

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All followed Su Zinan to a new sea.

Qin Sang habitually landed on deserted islands and found a place with a good view to watch.

In the distance, Su Zinan and others could be seen standing on the sea surface, forming a circle as if discussing something.

After an incense stick.

Mo Xingdao and the other Yuan Ying each received a strange-looking wooden stake from Su Zinan, then dispersed in all directions. Only a Mingyue Guard remained by Su Zinan's side.

The stake was as thick as a thigh and only three feet long. Its surface was carved with dense grooves, reflecting an eerie blood-red light under the sun. Like the veins of the stake, fresh blood flowed continuously within it.

Everyone held wooden stakes, encircling an area ten miles in radius. Su Zinan was located right at the center, suspended above the sea surface, meditating in mid-air.

Su Zinan closed his eyes tightly.

Then others began to get busy.

Being too far away, Qin Sang couldn't see what they were doing for the time being. They seemed to be setting up an array.

For a moment, Su Zinan let out a low growl that didn't seem to mean anything.

Mo Xingdao and others immediately threw the wooden stakes in their hands, straight into the sea.

'Bang! Bang! Bang!'

Water splashes everywhere.

The stake plunged into the sea, most of it submerged underwater, while a portion remained above the surface, suspended motionless.

At the same time, Su Zinan raised both hands and quickly completed a hand seal. He pressed his palm down, and a beam of light shot into the sea.

Light flows silently into the sea.

Suddenly, the wooden stakes outside underwent a change. The blood in the grooves surged at an alarming rate, erupting with a thick crimson glow. The stakes responded to each other, their bloodlights drawn together by an unseen force.

'Swish swish swish...'

Blood surged like lines, connecting all the stakes, forming a complex pattern on the sea.

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Su Zinan was the one controlling the main formation. It seemed to be a heavy burden, his face flushed red and his upper body swayed slightly.

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Just when outsiders thought something had happened to Su Zinan, Su Zinan suddenly faded away, and one Su Zinan appeared above each wooden stake at the same time, flashing into the stake.

"Open!"

... accompanied by a loud shout.

The stakes were planted firmly at the bottom of the sea, and the water in the center of the formation had all turned into blood. It was a brilliant crimson, like a ruby embedded in the depths.

"Splash!"

Blood surged and churned, forming a thick beam of crimson light that shot straight up into the sky!

Whether it's Su Zinan's actions or this bloodwood array formation, they are completely different from the previous few times. Anyone with discernment can see that there will be a change today!

Qin Sang's gaze followed the blood light, and then he saw an astonishing sight.

The blood light surged to a height of thousands of feet, then abruptly vanished. The Bloodwood Formation was still operational, with the blood light flowing continuously like a pillar, but it could only be seen for a short distance below.

In the void, there seems to be an invisible giant maw, swallowing up the blood light!

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There were constant gasps of surprise all around.

Qin Sang stared intently at where the blood light had disappeared, urging the Tianmu Butterfly to fully activate its Heaven's Eye divine ability. At first, he saw nothing; there was no invisible barrier as he had imagined.

As the blood glow grew increasingly intense, a change finally occurred. Within the blood glow, a black dot began to faintly appear, then rapidly expanded at an astonishing pace.

In a blink of an eye, the black dot grew to be half the size of a blood moon and was expanding at an incredible speed.

Even those without the Sky-Seeing Butterflies noticed the anomaly within the Bloodlight. A mysterious force ripped open a large hole in the void, resembling some sort of passage.

"I found it!"

"Are you sure it's the Wuwang Hall Last time the ruins opened, was anyone present who acted this way"

"Old Shen was here just now! Huh Where did Old Shen go"

The island was a mess.

Qin Sang stared into the black hole, his expression solemn. The inside of the black hole was pitch black, and for some reason, it gave him a sense of unease. As the black hole expanded, this feeling grew stronger.

Suddenly, a gray aura flew out from the black hole.

'Boom!'

With a deafening roar that shook the very heavens and earth, everyone was stunned into silence. They stared blankly upward, where a surge of gray energy erupted from the black hole, revealing its ferocious power as it charged down upon them.

A gray waterfall was born in the void.

Though so far apart, everyone could feel the overwhelming power that tore through everything, causing fear and trembling.

A grey aura surged downwards.

The person at the head of the Blood Eye Formation was caught in its midst.

'...whoosh whoosh whoosh...'

Streams of escape light fled the Bloodwood Formation. Su Zinan and the others were in disarray, looking back with faces full of lingering fear.

The gray aura was clearly a tempest of pure, unrestrained rage.

The Bloodwood Formation was directly torn to shreds. Now, even the black hole was gone. Limitless gray energy surged out, with chaos within, filled with incredibly chaotic currents that spread outwards at an alarming rate.

Qin Sang understood why an entire island could be leveled.

Seeing this scene, Qin Sang couldn't help but think of the scene when Ziwu Palace ascended back then.

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Even within the spatial fissures, there are terrifying space currents. Even with the protection of a ascension platform, one needs to be at least a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to have the ability to protect themselves.

Of course, the two kinds of turbulence are not the same.

Qin Sang could clearly feel that within the gray aura, there was a chaotic power of prohibition, most likely caused by the destruction of a spirit formation or secret realm.

Even a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage would probably be unable to set up such an array. It's at least the level of an ancient immortal formation. The depth of No Desires Hall's foundation is beyond imagination.

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It has been a long time.

The Wuwang Palace has long become history. Recently, some ancient texts have been unearthed, but the relevant records are not plentiful and may not be reliable.

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According to historical records, the Wu Wang Hall at its peak was a super power spanning across the landmass and East China Sea. It is also very likely that it was jointly governed by humans and demons.

It is unimaginable for today's cultivators to coexist within the same sphere of influence.

Now, humans and demons are separated, and the Wúwàng Hall has become a ruin. Fortunately, Zhongzhou is large enough, and the sea between the mainland and the East China Sea is vast and desolate enough.

The roar was incessant, deafening.

In just a moment, the turbulence covered a vast expanse of sea. Its expansion finally slowed, turning this area into a storm belt, with clouds obscuring the sky.

The surrounding waters were affected, with towering waves.

Qin Sang opened his protective zhenqi, resisting the raging wind, and turned his gaze to Su Zinan and the others at the edge of the turbulence.

Su Zinan's face was a bit pale, but luckily he escaped quickly and didn't take the full impact. He urged his true essence, his voice overpowering the storm, "Which fellow Daoist is willing to help me enter the Wumang Hall Su's previous promise still stands!"

In the distance, there was a profound silence.

After a moment, someone questioned loudly, "Does Daoist Su intend to pass through these turbulent currents and enter the deepest part"

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Su Zijian's answer was unexpected, "Su knows little about the Hall of Wumang. Whether it is deep within the turbulence, one can only know after entering."

A buzz ran through the crowd when they heard this.

There is precedent from the Eight Views Garden and the former site of Ganlu Chan Monastery.

According to common sense, these two sects should have both suffered defeat. Anyone with self-awareness would not accompany Su Zinan on this adventure to avoid repeating past mistakes.

But, Su Zinan being able to pinpoint the Wúwàng Hall so quickly, and the bloodwood formation also not being ordinary, this person must definitely know some secrets unknown to others.

Everyone was weighing the pros and cons, and for a time no one responded.

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Su Zinan shook his head, just as he was about to lead the people into the chaotic flow, someone else shouted loudly, "Can Daoist Su tell us what we're going into Wuwang Hall for Since Daoist claims to have abandoned all treasures, isn't this a treasure hunt"

Su Zinan remained silent for a moment before saying, “Look for someone!”

Looking for someone!

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar among the crowd.

There have long been rumors of a Nascent Soul being trapped in the Wúwàng Hall. First, it was Bājǐngguān and Gànlùzhēnyuán, and now Sū Zǐnán has come as well.

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>Who is it

Someone immediately followed up.

Su Zinan looked around, but couldn't find the person who had spoken. He coldly remained silent and said in a low voice, "Su will wait ten breaths more!"

Nine breaths of time, a fleeting moment.

Until his last breath, a beam of light flashed from an island in the distance. An old man with white hair flew to Su Zinan's side and nodded, saying, "I will accompany Daoist Su on this journey!"

Su ZiNan was overjoyed and eyed the old man, exclaiming in surprise, "Could you be the Master of Qiling Cave"

The old man chuckled, "I didn't expect Daoist Su to know of this old man's humble name. It's an honor."

"Master of the Cave is too modest. The Master of Nanzhou Qilinfeng Cave, who doesn't know, who doesn't understand To finally see the true face of the Master of the Cave is Su's honor!"

Su Zi Nan is very enthusiastic.

Seeing no response except from the master of Qiling Cave, Su Zinan hesitated no longer and led his team into the turbulent flow.

As soon as they entered, various colored lights flashed across the islands, flying towards the turbulent currents. After feeling the power of the turbulent currents, most cultivators hesitated and backed away.

In such a place, even a Golden Core cultivator would likely not be able to venture far. Not only would they fail to obtain treasures, but they would also risk their lives.

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However, Su Zinan made too much noise, and quite a few Yuan Ying cultivators were attracted. Some came alone, while others traveled in small groups of three or four.

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Qin Sang entered the turbulence alone.

He didn't choose to go with Su Zinan.

Back then, to deal with Wu Lao, the sword formation, demonic fire, and the Sun God Tree were all used. Once the other party knew about this, if they encountered danger inside, it would be impossible to hide.

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By then, he would face a three-pronged attack from three great cultivators; it would be a losing battle.

Moreover, Qin Sang vaguely had a feeling that Su Zinan's purpose was not simple. If Lu Lao Mo was trapped in Wuwang Hall, it did not match Yue Fei's statement.

It's still necessary to take a look.

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Qin Sang flashed into the turbulence.

At the very edge, it's still relatively easy. You can dodge the turbulence's impact, but the turbulence changes very quickly. Not too far in, it becomes incredibly dense and you have to withstand it head-on.

Qin Sang urged the Ruyi Orb, activating its protective qi shield.

Tiānmù dié substituted for him by observing the surroundings.

Traces of other cultivators can be found on both sides.

Their direction was the same as Qin Sang's, they both wanted to track Su Zinan.

Qin Sang ignored everyone else and let Tianmu Die fully activate his Heavenly Eye, locking onto Su Zinan's direction from afar.

Thus, he walked not far.

Qin Sang's figure suddenly stopped.

Though there was nothing around, in that instant, I felt something was different, as if I had entered a different space.

Wow!

Suddenly, several turbulent currents arrived at the same time.

Qin Sang's expression changed slightly, and then he was simultaneously struck by several chaotic forces. The sound of tremors echoed constantly, his protective qi shield vibrated, flickering erratically.

Qin Sang hurriedly increased his true essence, stabilizing the gang qi barrier.

"Hiss... Haven't even gotten in yet, the power of the turbulence is this strong! A cultivator at the early stage of Nascent Soul, if they don't have a strong enough body-protecting magical ability, they can only stop here."

Qin Sang was prepared and continued forward, finding that the cultivators on his left were indeed unable to keep up.

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> To continue forward was arduous, with more and more people falling behind.

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They could only remain nearby, searching in hopes of finding something.

Qin Sang's expression grew increasingly grave. He had inquired about the scene when the ruins last opened on the Chi Nan Islands, and while the power of the outermost turbulence was also strong, it hadn't reached this level.

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