The Northern Region stretched endlessly beneath howling winds.
They had been traveling for two hours without encountering any trouble.
The Pu Family members breathed sighs of relief, and smiles gradually appeared on their faces.
"Looks like this trip should go smoothly."
"We've already left the battlefield of the Righteous-Demonic War far behind. No matter how brazen those Demonic Cultivators are, they wouldn't dare stop our Flying Ship here."
Many Pu Family disciples began celebrating early.
The Northern Region Three Heroes gazed into the distance, looking thoroughly bored.
"How dull. I thought Golden Core Demonic Cultivators might come to intercept us."
Xiong Yuanshan, the eldest of the three, spoke.
He glanced at Pu Rongyun and teased, "Fellow Daoist Pu, it seems you paid us for nothing."
Pu Rongyun smiled. "I wouldn't say that. Perhaps those Demonic Cultivators are so intimidated by your reputations that they dare not show themselves."
"Haha! Perhaps!"
The three heroes smiled as well.
But just then—
A gaunt figure draped in a black robe appeared ahead of the Flying Ship.
The Flying Ship lurched to a halt, and everyone looked toward the figure.
Xiong Yuanshan shouted, "Who are you, and why have you blocked our path?"
"I'm looking for a treasure."
The man's voice was flat, devoid of emotion.
His cold gaze swept slowly over every person aboard the Flying Ship.
"The treasure is an Insect Cocoon. Have you seen it?"
Before anyone could answer,
he spoke again. "Never mind. Asking is too troublesome. I'll kill you first, then put you in my Soul Banner and ask."
"Are you a Demonic Cultivator?"
At the words "Soul Banner," Xiong Yuanshan's expression turned icy.
He summoned his Magic Artifact and barked, "You think you alone can kill anyone under the protection of the Northern Region Three Heroes? That's rather—"