[Secret Realm of Congzhu]
"I was sure that I sensed soone’s presence here."
"It must be that; they noticed our breaths, so they ran away and hid!" The man snorted coldly. He then released his spiritual sense to check.
Shenlian YingYue wore the cloak that was given to her by Wang Pei Zhi. Mu AnWen was motionless. The exquisite dark ring on his finger flashed slightly before his breath slowly disappeared, like he never existed.
Shenlian YingYue was surprised. If not for the fact that she stayed near him, she wouldn’t have found his breath at all. She looked at his finger. There was nothing there, but she knew that he must have worn the ring.
"Don’t move." Mu AnWen approached closer and embraced her body before his entire breath shrouded around her.
Shenlian YingYue "....."
These people will never be able to find her because her strength surpasses theirs. Their strengths were from stage 2 to stage 4 of the foundation establishnt.
How could they find her breath when she was already a Nascent Soul master?
"No one was here." The man frowned. Could it be that he was mistaken?
He squatted down to touch the still-hot ground. He wasn’t wrong. There were people here, but he was a step late. This remaining campfire was a sign that soone was here.
"What are we going to do now?" Another man asked.
"They must not have gone far away from here. Search!" He commanded.
The seven n separated, leaving only three n who still didn’t leave.
Shenlian YingYue looked at their costu. These people should be from the family in the Inner Domain. Are they coming to rob?
Robbing the treasure and space tools wasn’t uncommon here. Especially during the secret realm competition, they won’t let go of such a good chance to steal the good things from other people.
If they’re lucky and encounter soone who is weaker than them, they will not let that person go. The weak can only submit to the strong.
"Brother He, how many space bags did you rob until now?" A man asked.
"More than thirty space bags!" The man smiled viciously.
Shenlian YingYue and Mu AnWen narrowed their eyes. This man’s breath was very evil. Unlike Mu AnWen’s gloomy breath, this man emitted a trendous gloomy breath mixed with a trace of the fishy sll of blood.
He must have killed plenty of people. Those thirty space bags might not be the real number of people that he robbed and killed.
"Brother He, can you share so for us?" A short man said it with a flattering smile.
"Are you too impatient to live? Brother He hates the incompetent people the most." Another man stared at the short man with ridicule.
The short man’s face was pale.
The man nad He smiled and patted the short man’s body. Just as he was about to say sothing, he suddenly pushed the short man’s body in front of him.
"Puff!!" The short man’s body fell heavily to the ground. When he died, he opened his eyes wide. Blood gushed out of his opened stomach and lips.
Until he died, the short man didn’t understand why his brother He was so cruel to take him as his shield.
He called his brother He because they were from the sa family, and the man nad He was stronger than him. (They weren’t siblings.)
Shenlian YingYue’s face was expressionless. During the ti when she was in the secret realm of Congzhu, she opened her eyes a lot.
Betrayal, greed, killing, robbing, and other scenes often appeared in front of her. Firstly, she was a little uncomfortable with the people’s betrayal of each other because of the treasure. Until now, she was used to it.
People’s hearts cannot be seen.
"Xiang He, you’re still ruthless toward the people around you." A voice sounded with a mocking tone.
"Who is it? Get out!" Xiang He frowned. He looked at the person who ca with a dark expression.
"Ohhh, are you afraid of ?" A figure appeared, accompanied by the other five n.
"Yang Heisong! I thought it was soone great coming! You dog man always likes to sneak attack." Xiang He scoffed.
"Sneaking attack wasn’t as cheap as taking your fellow friends as a shield." Yang Heisong crossed his arm as he scorned.
These people were from the Xiang and Wang families.
"Yang Heisong! Damn bastard!" Xiang He was trembling with fury at these insulting words.
"Kill!" Yang Heisong said coldly before he flashed to Wang Heisong.
The five n followed. The fierce battle lasted only ten minutes. Yang Heisong stabbed Xiang He’s heart fiercely.
"I’ll never let you go!" Xiang He’s eyes were red. The gloomy breath suddenly enveloped the entire space.
"Want to blow up your Dantian? It wasn’t easy!" Yang Heisong smiled coldly when he suddenly threw the sealing array talisman around Xiang He.
"Bang!!!" Xiang His body swelled before it exploded inside the Sealing Array talisman.
"This stupid man was still as cautious as before. If I hadn’t spent almost all my spirit stone to buy this talisman, I might have buried my life here." Yang Heisong frowned.
He walked over to Xiang He and the other two n who were with Xiang He before he squatted down to pick up the space bags.
"Ahhh, he was quite rich!" He found more than 30 space bags inside Xiang He’s ring.
"His family elder must have given him the storage space device to let him store all the space bags inside." Another man said,
"This Xiang family was as vicious as the rumor." One man rubbed his chin.
"Brother, I heard that there was an artifact, and a divine tree appeared inside the abandoned temple in the secret realm."
"Should we go and compete for treasure?" The man said,.
"Of course, I’ll go! We will use the sa thod. Stay behind and await the best opportunity; when those people are exhausted, we will kill them in one strike." Yang Heisong picked up Xiang He’s ring.
This is the best-grade magic ring. No wonder; it could store the normal space bag.
This space ring has a special function that the refiner made. It is specially made to carry other space bags inside. The price of this kind of space ring was extrely costly.
"At that ti, should we be afraid that the treasure won’t fall on us?" Yang Heisong smiled coldly before he put Xiang He’s ring on his finger.
He frowned. There was a trace of spiritual power left by the Core Formation master on the ring. Did this ring belong to the elder in the Xiang family?
When a group of people disappeared, Shenlian YingYue and Mu AnWen looked at each other.
"Do you want to go?" Mu AnWen asked.
"Of course." She nodded. She wanted to see what the artifact and the abandoned temple looked like. There was only half a year left before the secret realm closed.
She has to accelerate the process of finding the real heritage hall for her brother, like in the plot of the novel.
For her, these months of harvest were prosperous. And she has learned a lot about people’s hearts and the cruelty of this world.
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