The news that can be spread out is like mud sinking into the sea, and there is no news.

I don't know if Elder Xun didn't see it or was delayed by something.

Mo Hua felt a little anxious.

what to do?

Going in alone?

Mo Hua immediately shook his head.

He won't go.

Too reckless...

But if I don’t go now, I’ll have to wait another month. By then, I don’t know what will happen.

Once something unexpected happens and the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is closed or destroyed, the Four Symbol Formations and Shinto Formations inside may not be learned.

"Four Symbol Formation and Shinto Formation..."

Mo Hua had a battle between heaven and man in his heart, but finally sighed.

Forget it.

Although I really want to learn these two types of formations, the current situation is really not suitable for taking risks.

Let's wait patiently for Elder Xun to come back and then make long-term plans.

Mo Hua nodded slowly.

We waited like this for another half an hour.

Elder Xun still hasn't come back.

Similarly, the gate to the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons was not closed.

Ink painting is a bit strange.

"Don't close the door? What do you mean?"

"Wait for me to go in?"

It can't be possible...

I don’t have such a big face either.

Mo Hua stared at the demon cultivators below again, and then discovered that there were several demon cultivators guarding a coffin at the very edge of the bone tunnel.

Separated from a long distance and covered by black robes, Mo Hua couldn't see their faces clearly, but he could vaguely sense their emotions.

They were very anxious, as if they were waiting for something.

Mo Hua frowned.

What are they waiting for?

Mo Hua was very curious, thought for a moment, then stood up gently and jumped to the nearest big tree to them.

From this distance, you can just hear the voices of these demon cultivators.

It's just that their mouths and noses seem to have been transformed into demons, and the sounds they make are a bit like the panting of wild animals, not like human voices.

After Mo Hua listened for a while, he gradually figured it out.

"...Why...it took so long..."

"It wasted time..."

"It seems there was an... accident..."

"...discovered..."

"If we don't hurry up, the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons will really close..."

Mo Hua's brows furrowed more and more tightly. Just as he was confused, he heard some movement in the distance.

Mo Hua followed the sound and saw a demon cultivator walking out of the dense forest, carrying a sack on its back.

After the demon cultivator approached, he threw the sack on the ground and said in a loud voice:

"The man kept his promise and delivered the 'goods'."

A demon cultivator came forward and opened the sack.

Inside the sack was a person, and when the mouth was opened, a wooden little head was revealed.

Mo Hua looked down and was shocked.

"Little wood?!"

How did he get caught here?

Ouyang Mu in the sack didn't know what happened and was unconscious.

When the ink painting was being puzzled, there was another movement in the distance, and two more demon cultivators came over.

One of the demon cultivators was also carrying a sack.

When he got close, he dropped the sack on the ground.

"It took a while, damn..."

The demon cultivator kicked the sack and said, "You still have a tough temper."

Mo Hua's heart tightened.

Who was arrested this time?

"Are you dead?" A demon cultivator asked.

"No, the young master has given instructions. It is useful only if you are alive. How could you kill him..."

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With that said, a demon cultivator opened the sack.

Inside the sack is a pretty boy.

The ink painting was very surprising.

Song Jian?

He was also arrested?

But Song Jian was okay, he wasn't familiar with him anyway, so whether he was dead or alive, it didn't matter.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

Then a group of demon cultivators gathered together, but still made no move, as if they were still waiting for something.

Mo Hua frowned, "Is there anyone else who wants to be arrested?"

He had a vague premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, within a moment of burning the incense, another group of demon cultivators came from a distance.

This time, there are four demon cultivators in total, and they are all at the peak of foundation-building cultivation. They are full of demonic power and look no different from demonic beasts.

One of the demon cultivators was also carrying a sack.

When it got close, it dropped the sack on the ground and opened it. As expected, there was a handsome young man inside - Linghu Xiao.

Linghu Xiao, who looked arrogant, was now scarred and unconscious.

A demon cultivator sighed: "This kid is so damn tough. He is worthy of being the swordsman genius of Chongxu Sect..."

"You four are at the peak of foundation building, and you still have such a hard time catching one in the middle stage of foundation building?"

"What the hell do you know? It's easy to kill him, but it's hard to capture him alive. We can't destroy him yet."

"And how do you know what his identity will be in the future?"

A demon cultivator sneered: "Perhaps we, who are neither humans nor demons, still depend on him and live by his face. How can I dare to be cruel and offend him?"

The demon cultivator on the side nodded, "That's true."

"However," a demon cultivator with an old voice said with emotion, "I have lived for so long, but I have never seen any sect genius who can have such terrifying sword energy attainments at such a young age..."

"It's even comparable to the geniuses of the four major sects."

"Given time, this boy's talent will be limitless."

All the demon cultivators had different thoughts for a while.

There is envy, jealousy, and even more indifference.

Some even take pleasure in others' misfortune.

The path of cultivation is long, and no matter how talented you are, if you make one wrong step, you will be doomed.

Now, they are about to take this "swordsman genius" and embark on this "eternal" step...

"Okay," one of the tallest demon cultivators said in a deep voice with a focused gaze, "Let's enter the valley as soon as possible."
To be continued...