Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

Mo Juren had some doubts, so he summoned the Vermilion Bird Firebird to inquire about the situation. However, the result he received was not what he had expected, or rather, it was much more complicated.

The Vermilion Bird Firebird can indeed manipulate the crimson longsword with some skill, but it is far from being able to truly control it.

According to the other party, the blood-red longsword contained multiple seals, and it could not be used until they were broken.

Its ease of manipulation is also related to the previous ball of crimson flames. It turns out that the long years of forging had created a special connection between the flames and the longsword.

The Vermilion Bird Firebird devours and refines the flames, so it can indirectly control them, but that's all; it can't be used to fight enemies.

"I see." Mo Juren looked enlightened, his gaze falling on the longsword in his hand. Thinking of the overwhelming power it had displayed in the illusion, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

But it doesn't matter, since even without the seal, this sword is still not something he can use right now.

Firstly, his own cultivation level was insufficient, and secondly, the sword had a special origin. Without absolute strength, it would be extremely risky to use it rashly.

Not only the Tianjue Clan, but also the mysterious, sky-covering giant hand that appeared in the illusion were things he feared. He didn't even plan to mention it to anyone after returning.

After all, nobody knows what's really going on here. Unless it's someone you can absolutely trust, it's best to forget about it completely until then.

Thinking of this, he stopped hesitating and immediately put it into his storage bracelet.

After looking around and finding nothing of value, he didn't linger. He immediately retracted the Vermilion Bird Firebird into his body and left the stone chamber.

Soon after, he returned to the main passage and continued exploring.

Having just experienced this, he was even more excited, wondering if he might make more discoveries and gain even greater rewards in the future.

However, to his dismay, it seemed that the experience had used up too much of his luck, and he was unable to find another fork in the road as he continued his exploration.

Without forks in the road, there would be no stone chamber, and therefore no harvest.

He was inevitably somewhat disappointed and could only continue along the main passage. However, the further he went, the more doubts he began to have.

He had pushed his speed to the limit and traveled for more than half an hour without encountering any forks in the road, but he still hadn't reached the end.

Why is this main passage so long?
A thought suddenly occurred to him: could there be something strange about this? However, after some investigation, he found nothing unusual.

Therefore, he had no choice but to abandon the idea and continue forward.

He had considered simply turning back, since he wasn't short of treasures and there was no need to be too greedy, but after some thought, he decided not to give up.

The ruins left by the powerful members of the Tianjue Clan are extremely rare, even in the entire cultivation world. If you miss this opportunity, you may never encounter them again.

He is indeed wealthy, but he needs much more and cannot afford to waste this opportunity.

Just think about the blood-red longsword you just got; it's enough to prove the value of this site. You might even encounter an even greater opportunity later on.

In this situation, he was naturally unwilling to give up, and if he really left, he would definitely regret it later.

As for matters outside the ruins, he left them to the team members to handle; he believed they were capable enough to complete the mission. He also left a monitoring artifact at the exit of the spirit herb garden to check the situation at any time. As long as the Wood Clan team didn't come out, he had nothing to worry about.

Once he regained his composure, he stopped daydreaming and continued his exploration.

To his surprise, after traveling for another half an hour, although he still did not encounter any forks in the road, he reached the end of the main passage.

Mo Juren had stopped. Just now, he had passed through the exit of the main passage, but instead entered a huge space.

This place is more like a naturally formed underground cave, pitch black all around, without a trace of light, but you can faintly hear the sound of dripping water.

What made Mo Juren frown even more was that, whether it was his imagination or not, just a moment ago, when he entered the cave, he vaguely sensed a spying intent.

However, it disappeared in just a moment.

Upon this discovery, he immediately became alert, and then rapidly formed a hand seal, sending beams of spiritual light flying in all directions.

In an instant, the surrounding area was illuminated brightly, but what he saw next made his expression even more solemn.

This is indeed a cave, and a naturally formed karst cave at that. Its area is quite vast, and the edges are difficult to see. However, judging from the divine sense, it should be several hundred miles wide.

Huge stalactites hang from the cave ceiling, their entire surface a vibrant green, like jade. Below, on the vast ground, countless stalagmites rise up like small mountains.

Liquid droplets, also emerald green, drip from beneath the stalactites. Some drip into the nearby underground river, while others fall directly onto the towering stalagmites.

Mo Juren had a hunch that those emerald green droplets must be something special.

However, he paid no attention to these things at the moment. Instead, he looked at a section of the stalagmite below, which was completely colorless and transparent. Inside it, there were figures sitting cross-legged.

The cave is quite large, and there are countless stalagmites. Even if not every one of them contains a figure, there are still quite a few that envelop the figure.

These figures looked no different from humans, and each of them had their eyes closed and no breath, as if they had been dead for a long time.

Mo Juren immediately checked and indeed did not sense any life force. However, he dared not relax his vigilance at all. Thinking about the faint spying he had just experienced, he was afraid that it was not so simple.

He dared not be careless and immediately pushed his divine sense to its limit to continue to investigate carefully. Unfortunately, as time passed, he still had no clue.

It seems that the being that was secretly spying must have had an extremely strong ability to hide, making it difficult for him to sense even with his divine sense.

However, one thing is certain: the other party's strength should not be too great. Otherwise, if they had malicious intentions, they would have attacked directly instead of sneaking around like this.

"What exactly is it?" Mo Juren pondered. Suddenly, he swung his arm, and a five-colored light blade shot out, striking one of the stalagmites directly.

In an instant, the stalagmite was split in two, revealing the figure encased within.

To his surprise, the moment his figure was exposed, his previously closed eyes suddenly opened, and two eerie green beams shot out.

Not only that, but a dense aura of deathly energy also appeared around him, spreading out in an instant. (End of this chapter)