"Brother Su, have you discovered something new?"
Yun Wuxia immediately spoke up and asked Su Shi'er.
Su Shi'er nodded slightly. "If I'm not mistaken, beneath this formation, there should be another cultivator of the same realm."
As his voice rang out, everyone turned to look.
Just as the group focused their attention and observed...
Within the mountain mist of Tianjue Peak, a faint light and shadow suddenly lit up.
The light twisted and shifted, soon condensing into a blurred human figure.
The figure's features could not be seen clearly.
Yet a calm voice slowly drifted out from within the mist.
"To be able to find this place so quickly, Mu Yunsong and Xu Qingfeng did not plead with their lives in vain."
The voice was not loud.
Yet it clearly reached the ears of the few present.
Hearing this, their hearts could not help but give a jolt.
Plead with their lives?
So, after guarding against every possibility, they had still fallen into Cui Shaolin's scheme this time?
Sure enough, Cui Shaolin was a sly old fox, truly full of crafty plots!
In the blink of an eye, different thoughts flashed rapidly through each of their minds.
The next instant, Feng Jianxing's gaze turned cold.
Tiger Soul Sword Qi instantly swept across the air.
But just as the Sword Qi rose, Su Shi'er's voice had already sounded.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, wait!"
Feng Jianxing's movement paused slightly.
"Fellow Daoist Su?"
Su Shi'er narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed firmly on the figure in the mist.
"That is not the true body."
"Most likely, it is only an illusory shadow manifested through the formation."
"If you strike now, you may not be able to injure the other party, and instead your Sword Qi may be borrowed by the outer formation patterns."
Feng