If they could obtain Thousand Insect Fruit, it would be easier for the Soul-Devouring Golden Cicada and Azure-Eyed Silkworm to advance.
"Since that's the case, let's pick the Thousand Insect Fruit first. If there isn't any Thousand Insect Fruit, we'll look for Nine Lightning Bamboo instead. Come to think of it, we've been in the Profound Spirit Grotto-heaven for quite some time, yet aside from Senior Brother Ning, we haven't encountered any other fellow disciples. Could they all have gathered together?"
Wang Changsheng said doubtfully. He knew that the Profound Spirit Grotto-heaven's territory was vast. It was understandable that they had not encountered any other fellow disciples, but they had not encountered many Human Race cultivators either. Where had the other Human Race cultivators gone? Had they all met with disaster? Or had they discovered some priceless treasure and were fighting over it?
"Perhaps they discovered some priceless treasure and are fighting over it! Or perhaps they ran into a Sixth Order Demon Beast, were pursued by it, and are healing somewhere."
Wang Ruyan guessed. They had been left in such a sorry state after being pursued by a Sixth Order Demon Beast, let alone the other cultivators.
Wang Changsheng shook his head. "Forget it. Let's not talk about them. We'll pick the Thousand Insect Fruit first, then find a way to rendezvous with Senior Brother Zhao and the others."
After leaving the Underground Cave, Wang Changsheng casually released a Blue Water Curtain that enveloped them and cut off the river water.
They stood on the Qilin Turtle's back as it swiftly moved toward the surface of the river, traveling extremely fast.
In a secluded Underground Cave, Zhao Hong sat cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by a cluster of Blue Rosy Clouds.
There was a horrifying bloody hole in