"Did you see clearly?"
Fei Ji looked at the last grain of sand on the ground and asked in a deep voice.
This situation had already exceeded the bounds of his understanding. He did not know what kind of existence could so easily kill Ma Fangen, a peak Fourth Realm Witch Immortal.
"No."
Shang Meng shook her head, a shadow rising in her heart as well.
Ma Fangen's strength had been roughly equal to hers. If the other party could silently kill Ma Fangen, that meant they could just as easily kill her. This was no longer a matter of strength, but a gap in levels. Even now, they did not know where their enemy was.
"Mo Ke, what exactly have you been hiding?!"
Fei Chuang suddenly turned around and grabbed Ghost Emperor Mo Ke in front of him.
All of them had climbed step by step from weakness to where they were today. They had explored who knew how many ruins and secret realms. In their understanding, secret realms contained nothing more than formations, mechanisms, and Corpse Sha. But this place before them had already gone beyond everything they knew about secret realms.
"If you want to obtain an Immortal Emperor Realm opportunity, naturally you must take some risks."
Mo Ke turned his head, black light flickering in his eyes.
The ghost qi around his body surged, instantly shaking Fei Chuang's arm away from him.
"Surely you do not think that the opportunity to become an emperor is like the inheritance of those low-level secret realms, something you can obtain with a little effort?" Mo Ke checked the compass on his body and discovered that its needle had made another movement. This Time, it pointed to his left.
Without paying attention to their reactions, he turned and walked in