(Since I'll be returning to my hometown tomorrow, I'd like to wish all fellow readers a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance!)
Immortal Yun Ling's voice was calm, but when Qin Fengming and Kou Yuxin heard it, their expressions both changed.
Clearly, that wisp of Immortal Yun Ling's divine sense had encountered some danger just now. Only then had she obtained the Sacred Soul Stone and the three tokens.
For Immortal Yun Ling to describe it as "dangerous," it naturally could not have been a minor peril.
Kou Yuxin had originally intended to go up to the second level and seek out one or two pieces of wood capable of condensing Sacred Soul Stones. After hearing this, he immediately abandoned the idea.
On this trip into this dangerous place within the Muyun Sect, he had already obtained benefits beyond words.
Those benefits were enough to make him abandon all other thoughts and stop coveting the other items here. As long as he could leave this place safely, he would already be completely satisfied.
Having reached this decision, Kou Yuxin did not hesitate. He immediately nodded, then sat down cross-legged.
Qin Fengming's eyes flickered as he looked toward the cylindrical opening, his expression shifting between light and dark.
The wood was probably truly as Immortal Yun Ling had said: it had already decayed and was completely useless. But Qin Fengming had never placed much importance on the wood itself. What he cared about in ascending to the second level was the dense soul-origin energy there.
The Soul Devouring Beast needed a vast amount of soul-origin energy to advance.
This Soul Gathering Hall of the Muyun Sect had originally been a place where cultivators' souls were gathered. After who knew how many tens of thousands of years, although it had long since lost