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"Gentlemen, I have no interest in the treasures behind the door. My purpose in coming here is only to retrieve the remains of an ancestor of our tribe, so that his soul may return to his homeland. You may give up my share."

Upon hearing this, everyone reacted with varying expressions.

Seeing that Wu Mutuo looked serious and didn't seem to be joking, the blue-robed man Shen Qingchang and his Daoist partner Shen Yao didn't say anything more.

The allocation method was quickly agreed upon.

Of the remaining 60%, Yunyan and Li Shen each received 30%.

The blue-robed man and woman both had some complaints about this distribution.

However, due to the fact that Li Shen's side still had two early Foundation Establishment stage experts, they allowed him to make a move first, thus preventing a conflict from arising.

Then, apart from the white-robed swordsman, the rest of them all retreated dozens of steps, making enough space for the other party to unleash his supernatural powers.

Li Shen stood at the back, observing silently.

He secretly hoped that this person could break the deadlock smoothly, which would save him the trouble of researching.

This would also prevent me from drawing too much attention and causing unnecessary trouble later.

Li Shen didn't think everyone would dutifully abide by the pre-agreed allocations.

Even with what Umoku Taku said, Li Shen remained skeptical.

After several encounters, Li Shen felt that this man was quite scheming.

Regardless of whether what the other party says is true or false, one must be cautious and vigilant.

As his thoughts raced, he saw the white-robed swordsman's fingertips suddenly flash with spiritual light, and the long sword behind him shot out and hovered in front of him.

As soon as the spiritual energy was poured in, it split into five sharp sword shadows.

Then, layers of pale golden light rippled out like water. The white-robed swordsman stood solemnly, his hands forming a hand seal, and he uttered a low shout:

"open!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the longsword and its shadow, carrying an incomparably sharp sword aura, slashed fiercely at the bronze gate.

boom!

After a brief silence, a loud bang rang out.

The patterns beneath the sword marks on the door instantly lit up and flickered, and soon pebbles began to fall.

A small opening, just large enough for one person to pass through, slowly appeared in the center of the stone gate. The inside was pitch black, and the light from the restrictive barrier at the edges flickered wildly, desperately trying to close the gap.

The white-robed swordsman flicked his wrist and sheathed his longsword.

He wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and turned his head to say:

"This opening can only be maintained for fifteen minutes. After that, the stone gate will close, and you won't be able to get in. Don't blame me for not warning you."

After saying this, the white-robed swordsman flashed into the darkness.

The old man in the yellow shirt followed closely behind.

With a snap, Wu Mutuo closed his folding fan and led his men forward slowly.

Although the man and woman in blue robes had doubts, they didn't hesitate for long and went inside.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, let's go."

Yunyan turned around and reminded her, then gestured to Qingluo and Yuezhu to follow.

Before long, Li Shen was the only one left in the place.

Standing at the doorway, a glint of blue light flashed in his eyes, but nothing could be seen.

"This opening can only last for fifteen minutes. If we can't get out by then, it will be a real problem. The outcome is still uncertain, so we must have a backup plan."

Li Shen's thoughts were in turmoil. He released a small number of Soul-Devouring Ants to look for items such as array cores.

After noting down the illuminated array patterns, he followed them.

After walking about ten steps in the dark, the view suddenly opened up before us.

What comes into view is a wide square.

The dome is over ten feet high, and the surrounding stone walls are inlaid with glowing fluorite.

It wasn't as bright as day, but it was bright enough to see everything in the square.

The people who had gone in earlier scattered to different places.

The white-robed swordsman crossed his arms, pondering the ten-foot-tall stone tablet in the center.

The old man in the yellow shirt and the man and woman in the blue robes stood on either side of the stone wall, studying the murals on it.

Umoku Taku led the group to examine the wreckage scattered on the ground.

Yun Yan didn't seem to be very interested in the content of these murals. After glancing at them casually, she walked towards Li Shen.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, these murals should record some events of that reclusive sect. If you are interested, you can go and take a look."

"Thank you for informing me, Fellow Daoist Yun."

Li Shen nodded slightly and cupped his hands in greeting.

They then walked to the left side of the square.

His gaze swept across the mural, ostensibly observing its contents, but in reality silently sensing the presence of the Soul-Eating Ants.

They are all still alive, but the search is being conducted in a scattered manner, indicating that this place is not the core of the formation.

After observing for about half an hour, Li Shen had obtained a considerable amount of information.

There is indeed a secluded sect here called the Heavenly Corpse Sect. The sect has a small number of members, no more than a hundred.

The reason for their seclusion seems to be that the sect's patriarch once offended a powerful righteous cultivator and was forced to hide here.

The final record is pretty much the same as what Mo Shouyi said.

The entire mountain range was sucked into an unknown place, and spiritual energy continued to flow out.

Centered on the suspended mountain, it broke into six pieces of land.

The people of the Heavenly Corpse Sect used some kind of secret technique to build a mist bridge, which connected the six landmasses.

However, the stone tablet in the center of the square was not carved by the Heavenly Corpse Sect, or perhaps it was originally carved but was erased by someone and replaced with new text.

This person was none other than Chu Kuangge.

The inscription on the stone tablet is very simple.

Chu Kuangge, disgusted by the Heavenly Corpse Sect's practice of using living people to refine corpses, single-handedly wiped out the entire sect.

The Nascent Soul Ancestor was severely injured and fled, and all the Golden Core Elders died. Only one remnant soul was left and suppressed here, guarding the treasures he left behind and using them to test future generations. The fate of the remaining disciples is predictable.

"One person wipes out an entire sect."

Li Shen was momentarily speechless, his thoughts churning.

"To have severely injured and forced a Nascent Soul ancestor to flee, it seems Senior Chu has successfully broken through to the Nascent Soul stage. What realm is he at now?"

The white-robed swordsman standing beside him, already in front of the stone tablet, had eyes full of fervor.

He raised his hand, his fingertips lightly brushing across the surface of the monument, and murmured softly:

"Such domineering sword intent."

"Sword intent?"

Upon hearing this, Li Shen subconsciously asked a question and scanned the document twice more.

He could only sigh helplessly; he couldn't see any difference.

Just then, the white-robed swordsman beside him glanced at Li Shen with disdain and said:

"Every word on the monument was carved by Senior Chu with his sword, and the sword intent of Senior Chu remains on it."

He paused here, his voice rising a few decibels:

"I want to meditate here, so I won't go inside with you for now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Qingchang walked towards the stone tablet, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, and said:

"In that case, this portion will be counted as one-forty percent of your share."

Upon hearing this, the white-robed swordsman's eyes flashed with a fierce glint, and he was about to draw his sword to teach the other party a lesson.

The old man in yellow raised his hand to stop him, and said with a gentle smile:

"No problem. Young friend Gu, please meditate here."

After saying that, Gu Jianting sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, and didn't look at anyone else.

Seeing this, Shen Qingchang's lips curled into a smug smile, and he turned to whisper a few words to Shen Yao.

The two exchanged a glance and then walked towards the passageway deep inside the square.

After the old man in yellow robes finished examining the last corpse, Wu Mutuo shook his head and sighed softly.

"It's a pity there are no remains of my tribe's ancestors here. Dog, let's go."

After saying this, Wu Mutuo unfolded his folding fan, summoning the beast-like boy back, and followed him inside.

"Qingluo, should we stay here and meditate?"

Yun Yan asked with a smile.

Qingluo blushed instantly, not daring to look Yunyan in the eye. She lowered her head, pondered for a moment, and then shook her head.

"No need, thank you for your kindness, Holy Maiden."

Yun Yan nodded slightly, said nothing more, glanced at Li Shen, and walked towards the depths of the square.

Li Shen naturally became the last one to enter.

He had seen all the corpses in the square; they were of little value.

What's noteworthy is that their heads and bodies are separate.

"Living people turned into corpses..."

Li Shen muttered to himself, recalling the living corpses he had encountered along the way.