Immortal Ge's Abode

"I couldn't hold myself back for a moment. We're all cultivators here, so you should understand," Chen Luo said earnestly to Ding Zhao, who was returning to his original state.

Ding Zhao's face turned black as the bottom of a pot.

If he had any other choice, he would have turned around and left immediately.

"The person you're looking for is behind the passage. Whether you go or not is up to you."

After having his head blown apart twice in succession, Ding Mao had no intention of wasting words with Chen Luo. He did not even want the Green-haired Monster anymore and retreated two steps.

His body scattered all over the ground like ink. The black fluid flowed into the giant sword through the cracks and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Chen Luo did not try to stop him again.

That little old man carried enormous secrets. Of every ten sentences people like him spoke, eleven were lies, and the remaining one had been fabricated before it even left his mouth. Doing business with someone like that without holding an absolute advantage made it far too easy to be deceived.

"Zi Tianji and the others will just have to suffer a little."

With a sigh, Chen Luo gathered the things around him and turned to leave the cave.

Going down personally was out of the question, and Puppet Clones were no good either. A Puppet Clone contained a wisp of his divine soul. If it encountered an Immortal Realm expert skilled in curses or divine soul arts, he could very well be finished. Even if he did not encounter an Immortal Realm expert, running into Mahayana Realm or Tribulation Crossing Cultivators could still bring him down.

The Immortal Cultivation World was vast. Caution was essential.

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