After watching the cultivators from the four factions gradually disappear into the valley, Xu Yan considered for a few breaths, then tapped his Spirit Beast Bag and released Xuan Wuchang.
"Master!" Seeing a cultivator who looked exactly like himself, Xuan Wuchang bowed respectfully.
"Follow me into the valley in a moment and wait for an opportunity to act. Remember, I am Xuan Wuchang now, and you are merely one of Xuan Wuchang's clones." A cold gleam shone in Xu Yan's eyes as he looked at him and reiterated his instructions.
This concerned whether he could escape the Great Yan Ancient Mine smoothly. If anyone saw through his cultivation method disguise, he would not be able to leave without trouble, and his life might even be in danger.
"Yes, Master!" Xuan Wuchang hurriedly nodded in assent. By now, he had already guessed Xu Yan's intentions.
But he could only endure it in silence. Having answered, he stood respectfully beside Xu Yan, just like a clone.
"Come, let's enter the valley." Xu Yan quietly released his divine sense and flew toward the valley first.
Inside Ghost Cry Valley, the cultivators from the four factions had already advanced several miles. Along the way, they had used their various methods to slaughter over ten thousand Insect Beasts, while more than twenty cultivators had also fallen.
A layer of Insect Beast corpses covered the ground throughout the valley.
Bzzzz!
Upon hearing that sound, everyone's expression changed slightly. It was the sound of an Insect Swarm gathering.
A few breaths later, a massive Insect Cloud flew over, completely filling the valley ahead.
"Everyone, attack together! Once we break through this Insect Cloud, we won't be far from the Spirit Treasure. When the time comes, each of us can rely on our own abilities to seize