As he rolled down, he suddenly discovered many thorny objects on the slope, and quickly used his energy to shield himself.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
Sparks flew with a flash of lightning as the Murong brothers landed at the bottom of the pit.
Thanks to his tily energy burst, although he was pricked by hidden thorns mid-fall, he was only slightly scratched.
Upon abruptly hitting the bottom, the snake-like tree roots surrounding him instilled a sense of terror.
The previously confident Murong brothers now felt a chill and couldn’t help but call out, "Duan!"
He bizarrely found that the fog seed to swallow sound, his shout quickly becoming faint and weak.
With the pit being so deep and the fog so dense and eerie, Murong brothers gripped the Jade Blade, waiting.
But in this thick fog, he never t up with Duan Yun and the others.
The fog had indeed separated him from the main group.
The once vigorous Murong brothers suddenly beca much calr.
He had just been full of vigor, not only because his Sword Intent was nearly overflowing, but also because he knew Duan Yun was backing him.
Just like when he faced the Manor Master at Ghost Manor, even if he couldn’t defeat him, as long as he held on until Duan Yun arrived, their united effort would spell victory.
And now, Duan Yun should have reached the bottom of the pit too, yet because of this thick fog, he felt exceedingly alone.
"Duan!"
"Take care of Ning Qing for !"
This ti, True Qi rippled within Murong brothers, unleashing the "Lion Roar" technique.
But as soon as the sound floated out, the surrounding fog surged, causing a piercing buzzing noise.
The sound scattered chaotically, no longer resembling human words, but more like the cries of a demon, startling the Murong brothers.
He knew very well, whether it was due to the fog or so peculiar chanism array in the pit, it prevented his voice from effectively reaching out.
Or if it did, it was all scrambled, more likely confusing his comrades.
The Murong brothers, worthy of being old riverside veterans, managed to stay calm at this mont.
He suddenly dropped his pants to urinate, letting so of his overflowing Sword Intent flow out along with the urine.
Just then, several swooshing sounds were heard, terrifying the urinating Murong brothers.
In the dense mist ahead, several clusters of dark golden light appeared.
These lights appeared like clusters of dark golden fire.
He tightened his pants, wiped his hands on his clothing, and slowly approached with his knife drawn.
Now his Sword Intent was at its peak; even if it were actual demons or monsters, Young Hero Murong would not fear!
At this mont, he was only two or three steps away from the nearest glow.
In the dense fog, the Murong brothers finally saw what it was.
It was a half-human-sized pill furnace, made of stone, intricately carved with immortal crane and cloud patterns on its surface.
And the golden glow was emanating from within the furnace.
The Murong brothers pried open the pill furnace and frowned involuntarily.
Inside the furnace was a bubbling stew, with teeth and hair swirling amidst golden leaves floating.
This looked very much like human flesh stewed, utterly terrifying and disgusting.
The Murong brothers looked around and found similar pill furnaces everywhere.
Along the way, Duan Yun had vaguely ntioned the Golden Tree beneath which a large-breasted Valkyrie resided, a thought that had frequented his thoughts countless tis.
However, Duan Yun’s story omitted these details.
These pill furnaces were clearly new additions; what exactly were the devilish outsiders trying to accomplish beneath this Golden Tree?
Along the way, he squatted down and found a smoke pipe from a crack among the roots.
The Murong brothers instantly realized whose blood and flesh were in these pill furnaces.
Duan Yun and Ziyu had infiltrated the Red Tower Mountain team, reaching Taoyuan Village, and upon leaving, so disciples of Red Tower Mountain, driven by ambition, refused to leave and abandoned the team on their own accord.
They sought to find the Golden Palace, the treasure trove of the Martial God, hoping to change their lives overnight.
This group of people must have made it here, then encountered the Valkyrie under the tree, unable to defeat her even with all their might, and eventually turned into pots of dark golden broth.
Thinking of this, a chill ran down the Murong brothers’ spine.
These individuals had already perished here, indicating the Valkyrie’s hunting grounds, and he had beco prey as well.
Perhaps the legendary Valkyrie was right behind him, waiting to...
Suddenly, Murong brothers struck out, slashing the Jade Blade backward!
For he had sensed the approach of the hunter!
"Brother!"
The flowing blade ceased abruptly, and a cold fingertip was only an inch away from his back.
Duan Yun stood behind the Murong brothers, as both let out a long breath and withdrew their attacks.
Had Duan Yun not spoken in ti, he might have been struck, his hair and body hair discolored, and Murong brothers would have collapsed, incontinent, perhaps even suffering twisted, severe injuries amid the tide of sound.
The tricks of both old demons were enough to humiliate soone completely.
"Can you not sneak up on like that?" Murong brothers grumbled.
In this environnt, it’s truly terrifying to be startled by this dead ghost.
Duan Yun retorted, "Sothing’s off with the sound here; I made noises, but you didn’t hear."
"Where are they?" Murong brothers asked.
Duan Yun raised his hand, revealing a thin thread swaying on his wrist.
It wasn’t long before four beautiful won approached along the thread.
Who else would they be but Feng Ling’er and her companions?
"When did you join up without calling ?" Murong brothers grumbled.
Shen Ying retorted, "You suddenly fell into the pit walking ahead, how was I to join you?"
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