The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 982 The Strange Altar
This is a truly insightful person.

Xuan Yan greatly admired this about Song Wan Ning.

But looking at it from another angle, it feels a little heartbreaking.

Even after being together for so long, Song Wanning only considered him a friend.

It seems that in her eyes, the only people she truly cares about are family and friends, and nothing else...

Thinking about it that way, being her friend doesn't seem so bad.

Xuan Yan comforted himself for a while before he felt a little better.

He said to Song Wanning, "Take care."

"If you need anything in the future, feel free to contact me."

He left a wisp of his divine sense attached to the communication talisman, so that Song Wanning could contact him at any time if needed.

It doesn't matter what he's doing.

"Take care of yourself!"

Song Wanning smiled and cupped her hands in greeting. The two exchanged a deep look before heading off in different directions.

Song Wanning did not look back, and quickly left on her flying sword.

Xuan Yan looked back at her until her figure completely disappeared before quickly vanishing into thin air.

...

"Master, will you abandon me in the future too?"

The unlucky fellow stood on the flying sword and asked hesitantly.

He looked incredibly pitiful when he said that.

Upon hearing this, Song Wanning turned around and glanced at him, immediately knowing what he was worried about.

"will not."

After saying that, she turned around.

The unlucky guy is different from Xuan Yan.

Xuan Yan's life was destined to be legendary, and unrestrained.

After leaving her, Xuan Yan can live a very exciting life.

But the unlucky guy...

If I leave her, I might be harmed soon.

Or they'll hide somewhere and cry loudly in fear.

Thinking about that scene, Song Wanning shook her head.

Now that we've taken him in, we naturally won't abandon him.

It wouldn't be bad to keep it as a companion.

"Hehe, you're the best, Master!"

The unlucky guy finally got an answer, and his anxious heart was finally at ease.

He's committed to following his master for life.

If something happens to the owner, he might as well go with him.

Anyway, it won't survive on its own.

The master and servant stood on the flying sword and quickly left their original position.

For a long time afterward, Song Wanning's life went very smoothly, and everything fell into an eerie calm.

The remaining two systems have not contacted her.

She wandered around and didn't encounter any more intruders.

This made her anxious, as she felt the wood-plastic industry was about to collapse.

With even the invaders gone, the wood-plastic composite industry is probably truly at its wit's end.

This made her nervous.

On this day, Song Wanning accidentally came to a place where birds sang and flowers bloomed everywhere, and it looked like a dream.

At first, Song Wanning didn't think anything of it, but then she realized something was wrong because she seemed to see something strange.

It was something resembling an altar, hidden beneath a locust tree.

The dense yin energy was so powerful that even the unlucky ghost exclaimed in awe.

Song Wanning frowned and carefully moved closer...

She had just gotten a little closer when she saw a flash of light, so fast that she couldn't catch it.

She paused, sensing the presence of a spatial array. Was there a spatial formation here?
She became more cautious and moved closer to that direction with utmost care.

As they got closer, Song Wanning's face suddenly darkened.

Because beneath the altar in front of them were some very terrifying things.

"Master, there...there are human heads everywhere..."

The unlucky fellow stared in shock, his fingertips trembling as he pointed at the altar.

"This is absolutely disgusting!"

Those heads were covered with wriggling worms, constantly sucking the blood and flesh from them.

It not only looks riddled with holes, but it's also extremely disgusting.

Song Wanning also felt disgusted, but she still forced herself to keep watching, trying to figure out something.

Soon, she noticed that although the bloodstains on those heads had dried, they still left some traces.

And they are all heading in the same direction.

Song Wanning's heart sank, and she continued to look inside, following the traces of dried blood.

But the bloodstains disappeared right behind the altar.

That should be the spatial array!
She understood and began to consider the situation before her.

This scene looks like the work of an evil cultivator...

However, evil cultivators in the immortal realm are extremely rare.

Most likely, they were either desperate or had stumbled upon some kind of martial arts technique by chance; this possibility is also very high.

Song Wanning narrowed her eyes. Since she had encountered this situation, it was probably not simple at all.

She decided to go and find out what kind of evil method this was.

So, after wrapping herself up tightly, Song Wanning carefully flew towards the altar.

Just before the altar was touched, a beam of light shot out, blocking Song Wanning's figure outside.

The light formed a natural barrier, shimmering with colorful neon lights that complemented the surrounding environment perfectly.

But it just looks strange and out of place on this altar.

Song Wanning had no choice but to stop and begin to examine what was in front of her.

Unlike common formations, natural barriers are formations formed by nature itself, and are usually very difficult to break.

However, the fact that the person who set up the altar could break it means that the formation can be broken, it just takes some time.

So Song Wanning started to figure it out herself.

However, all the formations she learned were meticulously recorded by Feng Jiuxiao, so she only needed to copy them exactly.

This natural formation clearly does not belong to this type; it is impossible to decipher without a very high level of expertise in formations.

Left with no other option, Song Wanning sent a message to Feng Jiuxiao, hoping she could take a look.

However, Feng Jiuxiao's expression changed drastically after he saw the formation clearly.

"Wan Ning, whatever you do, don't touch this thing! Just wait for me nearby!"

"I'm coming right away!"

After Feng Jiuxiao finished speaking, he didn't care whether Song Wanning heard him or not, and immediately hung up the communication talisman and rushed towards Song Wanning's direction.

His nervous demeanor made Song Wanning's heart sink.

Fortunately, she didn't take the initiative to break the formation...

A formation that can make Feng Jiuxiao so nervous must have a remarkable origin.

Since Feng Jiuxiao is coming, that would be perfect.

So Song Wanning settled down nearby.

She meditates and cultivates every day, just to consolidate her foundation, not wanting to limit her future potential by advancing too quickly.

The unlucky guy was responsible for protecting Song Wanning and also playing with a few little ones, making the surroundings quite lively.

When Feng Jiuxiao arrived, Song Wanning was already eating barbecue.

Seeing her leisurely and elegant appearance, Feng Jiuxiao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Song Wanning with annoyance.

"I was so worried, and you were eating barbecue!"

Seeing Feng Jiuxiao's travel-worn appearance, Song Wanning knew how rushed she had been.

A smile appeared in her eyes as she beckoned to Feng Jiuxiao and said, "Come over here quickly, we've been waiting for you!"

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