Mortals, and even my disciple Han Li, don't mess with me!

Chapter 78 The Ancient Demon Appears!

After the Thunderfire Cone failed, Wu Yun stepped forward.

Although he didn't really want to show off, time was of the essence, so he didn't mind putting on a show.

"Leave the rest to me."

Wu Yun wasn't actually very proficient in formations.

But since Wu Yun had more valuable items, he chose to resolve the issue with his strength.

"Since Fellow Daoist Wu is willing to lend a hand, then we will trouble you."

Seeing that Wu Yun was willing to help, the others naturally showed happy expressions, as if they thought that this would wear down Wu Yun's energy.

Wu Yun's choice was also very simple; he directly used the Demon Blade Blood Sky.

Although this demonic blade wasn't specifically designed to break formations, it can still break through these formations and restrictions with a single strike.

When the demonic blade is drawn, blood rains down from the sky!

With a single strike, countless demonic energies surged forth, transforming into black demonic blades that shattered the surrounding walls into nothingness.

Instead, there was a blue stone wall, and on top of the wall was a stone gate that was about ten meters high.

"That's wonderful! I never imagined your demonic blade would possess such power. It broke through the Supreme Divine Restriction so easily."

The others who witnessed this scene were both surprised and delighted.

However, he felt even more wary of Wu Yun. He was already wary enough, but now he was afraid.

Some people have even chosen to abandon their previous plans.

After all, given Wu Yun's current strength, even if they succeed, many people present would likely be dragged down with him.

Under these circumstances, they naturally retreated.

Having finally cultivated to this level, they naturally didn't want to perish in such a place for no reason.

Even though it wasn't entirely without cause, they still felt it was a pity and a little frightened that they were killed like that.

Even cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage harbor some fear.

"Alright, enough of this useless nonsense. Let's go in quickly; there are no more restrictions here."

After saying this, Wu Yun waved his hand and opened the door. The others breathed a sigh of relief and followed Wu Yun through the door.

Once inside...

They found themselves in another large hall, even larger than the previous one.

Meanwhile, in the middle of the hall, there is a pavilion that appears to be carved from jade. It is tens of meters high, but has only two floors. It is exquisitely crafted and has the words "Jade Pavilion" written on it.

Most importantly, there was an altar in front of this attic, on which was placed a silver scroll, which was obviously no ordinary object.

Upon seeing the silver reel, Wu Yun frowned, because it was exactly the one he wanted.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, is there perhaps something wrong with this scroll?"

Seeing Wu Yun frown, Monkey was the first to react and press for answers, because he always felt that Wu Yun seemed to know more than he, a descendant of Cangkun Shangren.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked Wei Wuyai to speak to him on his behalf.

It was precisely for this reason that he remained wary of Wu Yun.

He never truly trusted Wu Yun from beginning to end, yet he was also extremely wary of him.

Because both Wu Yun's strength and supernatural abilities, as well as Wei Wuyai's politeness towards Wu Yun, were enough to make this veteran Nascent Soul cultivator extremely wary.

After all, he was one of the three great cultivators, and even the number one cultivator in the entire Tiannan cultivation world, yet he was so polite to Wu Yun and even helped him. This was truly unbelievable.

"As a descendant of Master Cangkun, didn't you realize that this scroll belongs to Master Cangkun? However, it wasn't left by him, but by someone else."

Wu Yun's words shocked Marquis Nanlong and everyone else.

"What do you mean by that, fellow Daoist? Could it be that other people have entered this place before?"

The man surnamed Wang from the Ghost Spirit Sect immediately pressed for answers. He was the one most eager to kill Wu Yun present, and he also knew that he was not strong enough to kill Wu Yun.

"No one else has entered this place, but what entered here was not a person."

Wu Yun's inexplicable words left everyone present even more bewildered—he was not human.

"Could it be a demonic beast?"

Marquis Nanlong frowned deeply and pressed for more information. Although he thought it was impossible, he also felt that what Wu Yun said was somewhat plausible.

"It's not a demonic beast, right?"

As soon as Wu Yun uttered those words, the scroll changed, and the original portrait appeared directly.

This scene left the others present both amazed and incredulous.

"This is...this is...a ghost?"

One of the cultivators couldn't help but say.

"This isn't a ghost. Should I admit it myself, fellow Daoist? Or should I reveal your identity directly to fellow Daoist Wu Yun present?" The ghostly figure that emerged from the portrait laughed and seemed very curious.

"I never imagined that a cultivator like you could appear in this small mortal realm. It truly broadens my horizons."

"You're just a fragment of a soul now, so don't be too arrogant. You should know why I revealed your identity. Since I know you're going to end it all yourself, I'll send you on your way. Don't think you can control everything here. You can't control any of this, and you should know that. Do you think I'd allow that to happen? Maybe you think you can take over anyone's body and control them to escape from here. But I can tell you clearly, you can't."

Wu Yun's words shocked everyone. Although they still didn't quite understand, they vaguely grasped one thing: the ghostly figure before them.

It was definitely not an ordinary thing; it could absolutely pose a deadly threat to them. So, they instinctively took a few steps back and then placed all their hopes on Wu Yun.

Because they weren't fools, they could naturally tell that Wu Yun's real purpose in coming here was the ghostly figure that had emerged from the scroll.

"You think you can kill me?"

The ghost's voice sounded somewhat mocking.

"I believe I have the ability, but it seems you don't quite believe me. Since you're unwilling to trust me, how about I send you on your way? However, I'm more curious about one thing: how much of your strength do you have left?"

Wu Yun spread his palm, and a vortex like a black hole appeared in his palm.

This vortex, resembling a black hole, is the manifestation of the Devouring Ancestral Symbol.

Originally, he wanted to use the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder, but now that he has the Devouring Ancestral Symbol, it is naturally more useful.