Wang Changsheng did not object either. If he could not run into any other fellow disciples, he could only cooperate with Zheng Qiuyue and try to get his hands on the Nine Lightning Bamboo that was seven thousand years old.
"The Fusion Stage old monster from the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect actually sent a clone in here. If we run into him again, we must be extra careful."
Wang Ruyan's expression was solemn. Even a clone was far beyond what an ordinary Spirit Transformation Cultivator could compare with.
Wang Changsheng glanced at Mu Yuyan without saying anything. For Mu Yuyan to escape from the clone of a Fusion Stage old monster, she was definitely no ordinary Spirit Transformation Cultivator. She might even be the clone of some Void Refinement Cultivator from Townsea Palace. If she were the clone of a Body Integration Cultivator, she would have directly taken command of them.
After leaving the Underground Cave, Zheng Qiuyue brought out a Flying Shuttle with constantly swirling red light. She struck it with a Hand Seal, and the Red Flying Shuttle expanded to over a hundred zhang in length.
The cultivators leaped aboard one after another. Zheng Qiuyue formed a Hand Seal, and the Red Flying Shuttle shone brightly, transforming into a Crimson Long Rainbow that flew toward the high sky.
A stretch of emerald-green mountain range extended for hundreds of millions of li. Within it lay a narrow valley.
Zhao Hong and four other Spirit Transformation Cultivators had gathered together. Zhao Hong's brows were tightly furrowed. He had waited bitterly for several months, but only one fellow disciple had arrived. Judging by the circumstances, most of the others had probably met with disaster.
"Senior Brother Zhao, should we keep waiting?"
Sun Yan asked with a frown, her eyes filled