Ji Mo blinked his eyes and walked straight towards a dark figure in the distance.
Bai Xiong anxiously reminded, "Mr. Ji, be careful."
He could feel a terrifying evil aura emanating from the dark figure, immensely powerful and heart-pounding, fearing that Ji Mo might suffer.
However, something incredible happened.
The colossal dark figure lunged at Ji Mo, but Ji Mo remained unfazed, reaching out his right hand to grasp it.
"Ah!"
Accompanied by a painful howl.
The dark figure twisted and, in an instant, turned into a wisp of smoke.
The surrounding dozens of dark figures also reacted in a chain, shattering like bubbles and disappearing.
"Mr. Ji, you annihilated all these evil creatures with one move!"
Bai Xiong was stunned and exclaimed in disbelief.
"What evil creatures? They were just illusions. Don't scare yourselves."
Ji Mo said dismissively, seeing only shadows in his eyes.
Illusions?
Mr. Ji, stop pretending to be an ordinary person.
Can illusions cry out in pain and bleed?
Bai Xiong stared, clearly seeing a pool of black blood appear out of thin air beneath Ji Mo's feet.
The blood quickly corroded a hole in the rocks on the ground before disappearing into the soil.
Bai Xiong was certain that this pool of blood hadn't been there before; it only appeared after Ji Mo had eliminated the dark figures.
This meant that the dark figures were not illusions but a peculiar kind of creature.
A powerful existence whose true nature he couldn't discern.
Ji Mo opened his palm, revealing a pearl the size of a dragon's eye, emitting a radiant glow.
It was precisely because he had discovered this glowing pearl that he had stepped forward to retrieve it, unexpectedly annihilating all those terrifying dark figures.
"This treasure is probably worth a fortune!"
Ji Mo played with the pearl, a wide smile on his face.
But soon, his smile froze.
For some unknown reason, the pearl gradually lost its radiance and turned into a piece of rock.
"What a useless thing."
Ji Mo, angered, threw the pearl away.
He had thought it was a treasure, only to find it was just a stone, and his joy was in vain.
"Shen Zhu!"
Bai Xiong, knowledgeable, recognized the origin of the item.
This was a dream-level treasure, and it still didn't catch Mr. Ji's eye?
He quickly picked up the pearl, examined it carefully, and confirmed it was indeed a Shen Zhu.
Du Juan, on the side, was filled with envy. A dream-level treasure, something even Emperor-level experts would fight to the death for, was now being discarded like trash by Ji Mo.
As the dark figures dispersed, the visibility improved significantly.
They could finally see their surroundings clearly.
Unexpectedly, they were no longer in Yun Kuo Gorge but in an unfamiliar environment.
"It seems we've entered a secret realm, or perhaps an ancient ruin."
Bai Xiong happily put away the Shen Zhu, surveying their surroundings and making a conjecture.
It was likely due to the anomaly that had occurred in Yun Kuo Gorge earlier, causing space to warp and transport them to this place.
Before them lay an ancient forest, but all the trees and plants were withered and lifeless, showing no signs of vitality. It was evident that they had endured for eons, and everything had completely weathered away.
Around them were also the remains of strange creatures; a slight touch would turn them into dust.
The place was deathly silent, creating an oppressive atmosphere.
"The air here contains an evil power that not only corrodes life force but also invades the soul. We must find an exit and escape this place as soon as possible."
Du Juan was filled with worry; with her cultivation, she feared she couldn't last long.
Bai Xiong nodded in agreement, the protective aura around his body had already dimmed considerably. Staying any longer would inevitably lead to trouble.
Only Ji Mo remained completely unaffected.
The three walked through the weathered forest, searching for an exit.
They did not notice that in the void above them, hundreds, even thousands, of eyes were watching them with malice.
It was a surging, terrifying phantom, covered in verdant eyes. One of its eye sockets was dripping black blood, and the eyeball within was gone.
The phantom let out a roar, "Damn humans, daring to pluck my eyes! I will make you suffer endlessly and die in boundless fear."
At the same time, it harbored a trace of apprehension. Who exactly was that person, capable of seeing through illusions and discovering its existence?
Even ignoring its corrosive power, injuring its本体, and forcefully plucking out one of its eyeballs.
"I'll deal with the others first, and then I'll deal with you slowly."
The phantom split into hundreds of black mists, scattering throughout the forest, beginning to hunt down the living beings that had mistakenly entered.
Du Juan, who was walking, suddenly stumbled, as if she had kicked something, nearly falling.
She looked down and found a human bone, but it felt different.
The skeleton was clearly taller than that of an ordinary human and emitted a faint, precious glow.
Even stranger, the bone was as translucent as jade, with a metallic sheen. Despite the passage of countless years, there were no signs of decay.
"This is... the remains of the Wu tribe!"
Bai Xiong exclaimed in shock after a thorough examination.
The Wu tribe?
Ji Mo's expression also turned excited. He had heard of this race.
The Wu tribe was one of the ten most powerful races in the Xuanling Realm during ancient times.
Unlike other races, the Wu tribe did not focus on the primordial spirit but only cultivated their physical bodies.
Their bodies were incredibly strong, comparable to various sacred bodies, making them invincible among peers.
However, tens of thousands of years ago, the Wu tribe seemed to have encountered an unknown catastrophe, vanishing as if evaporated, leaving no trace.
Unexpectedly, they found the remains of the Wu tribe here.
"I suspect this is very likely the legendary ancestral land of the Wu tribe. I never imagined we would have the chance to stumble upon it." Bai Xiong sighed.
Being able to enter here was not a good thing, as even the Wu tribe had been wiped out. Who knew what dangers lurked here? They might die here.
However, Ji Mo's heart stirred.
He couldn't sense spiritual energy, thus unable to cultivate. But the Wu tribe only cultivated their bodies. If he could find their遗留的典籍, he might find another path to cultivation.
Thinking of this, his heart was filled with hope.
The three continued to move forward, discovering more and more Wu tribe skeletons along the way.
It was clear that Bai Xiong's guess was correct; this was indeed the ancestral land of the Wu tribe.
It was certain that the Wu tribe must have encountered a powerful enemy, engaged in a fierce battle, and ultimately perished.
As they ventured deeper into the forest, the evil aura in the air grew increasingly intense.
"Ah..."
Suddenly, screams could be heard from afar again.
This time, Du Juan was not frightened, assuming it was just an illusion like before.
Before long, she saw a person lying in a pool of blood in the distance.
Upon recognizing the corpse's features, Du Juan was greatly alarmed.
This person was actually the Eighth Elder of the Asura Hall. She wondered why he had died here.