From the fake emperor to the concubine

Qiu Ming and Qian Wanrong both took precautions and looked at Zheng Yi and Lin Junrong warily.

"What do you want to do?"

"Stop! If you move forward, don't blame us for being rude!"

When they spoke, one could clearly hear the trembling in their voices.

After all, no matter whether the two people in front of him were real or fake, it was an indisputable fact that they killed Zhang Hua with one move.

Although Zhang Hua is not the strongest among them, his strength as a casual cultivator is quite impressive.

Even so, he couldn't block a single move from the opponent.

Unlike the two of them, Jiang He could be absolutely sure that the two people in front of him were the real ones.

Especially Zheng Yi, with that kind of unique dress and temperament, it is almost impossible for others to impersonate him.

As the successor of Yinxin Valley, he was confident that he had this vision.

But the more this happened, the more frightened Jiang He became.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't figure out why they wanted to kill them the first time they met.

Despite the disparity in strength, they did not surrender.

While being cautious and alert, he used special hand gestures to hint to the other two people that they should be ready to run away at any time.

The two sides were so close that Jiang He didn't dare to transmit sound, as doing so would most likely be discovered by Lin Junrong, a master in the Spirit Transformation Stage.

However, Jiang He also knew that with the opponent's strength, if they really wanted to kill them, they would have no chance of escaping.

Zheng Yi and Lin Junrong ignored them and walked quickly to Zhang Hua.

"Is he dead?" Zheng Yi asked, staring at the corpse.

Lin Junrong glanced casually, and with the powerful consciousness of the Spirit Transformation Stage, he could easily grasp the situation within a radius of several miles, not to mention a corpse.

"There is no breath of life. It must be dead."

The next moment, Zheng Yi just pointed his hand and Zhang Hua's body burst into flames.

Qiu Ming had the hottest temper. Even though he was afraid of Lin Junrong, a master in the Spiritualization Stage, he dared to ask indignantly: "Senior Lin, may I ask what you mean by this? Killing people is fine, but you even won't let go of the corpse?"

Jiang He and Qian Wanrong's faces changed drastically. They wanted to stop it but it was too late.

To provoke the other party at this time is simply to seek death.

“Shut up!” Lin Junrong didn’t even look at them. Just the unpleasant voice made them feel as if the blood in their bodies had frozen.

Zheng Yi's attention never left Zhang Hua's body.

Time passed minute by minute, and just when Lin Junrong was getting a little impatient, Zhang Hua's body was completely burned to ashes by the flames.

Amidst the wisps of burnt black smoke, mixed with white smoke rose up.

Zheng Yi sneered: "I knew you weren't dead yet."

Mental thorn!
The white smoke that seemed to be floating around randomly suddenly exploded, forming a human-like figure in the air.

Ah!
Amid the screams, the figure disappeared in an instant.

Jiang He's face turned pale. He finally understood what had just happened: "Is that... the Nether Spirit Clan?"

Lin Junrong said in disbelief: "This guy can even hide from my spiritual sense detection, damn it."

Originally, he was very confident that he had completely killed the suspicious character Zhang Hua.

But I didn't expect that the other party had this way of saving his life.

"That's normal. Since this guy was able to sneak in among us humans." Zheng Yi glanced at Jiang He and the others, "Besides, even his closest people didn't notice anything. He must have some special means."

"I'm just guessing that this guy won't die so easily."

It was not until this time that Qiu Ming and Qian Wanrong figured out the key here.

Qiu Ming swallowed hard: "Senior Lin, Senior Zheng. What you mean is that Zhang Hua... is from the Mingling Clan?"

When Qiu Ming thought about the fact that he was on friendly terms with the cultivators of the Nether Spirit Clan, he suddenly felt a chill.

We have such a good relationship with Zhang Hua, could we also be regarded as spies of the Mingling clan?
"This needs to be investigated in detail, but this guy definitely has bad intentions in bringing you here." Zheng Yi chuckled.

"If you hadn't run into us, you guys would have been dead."

On the Ximing Mountain in the distance, Xingxiu Hai was still fighting with the cultivators from Qingzhu Mountain.

At this time, they were brought here by a cultivator from the Nether Spirit Clan.

Could it be that they really want them to come over and help Xingxiu Hai?

The three of them shuddered at the same time when they thought of the possible consequences.

After calming down, Jiang He looked at Zheng Yi with a complicated expression.

There were some things Zheng Yi didn't explain, but Jiang He saw the problem.

Zheng Yi and his men acted so decisively just now, but they obviously could not be sure at that time that Zhang Hua must be a spy from the Mingling clan.

In other words, there is a chance of guessing wrong.

It was just that the situation was urgent at the time and they had no other choice. If I were in their shoes, I would probably make the same choice.

As for what would happen if there was a misunderstanding...

I can only say that there are some things that you can’t think too deeply about.

Although Zheng Yi didn't know what Jiang He was thinking, he could roughly know what he was thinking just by looking at his eyes.

Although it was just a guess, Zheng Yi was very confident in his inference.

Judging from their appearance just now, several of them had clearly just arrived here.

But in this situation, the guy named Zhang Hua seemed to be very familiar with the situation on the battlefield.

It would be fine if he was in the God Transformation Stage, but with the cultivation level of a master in the God Transformation Stage, it is not impossible for him to detect the situation on the battlefield in advance.

But his cultivation is far from reaching this level.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Qiu Ming looked annoyed: "This guy has been traveling with us for such a long time, and we didn't even realize that he is a cultivator from the Nether Spirit Clan. He is really good at hiding himself."

The main purpose of his saying this was to show that he did not know Zhang Hua's background and to tell Lin Junrong and Zheng Yi that he was innocent.

Qian Wanrong also hurriedly explained: "I didn't expect that Brother Zhang... Zhang Hua is actually a member of the Mingling Clan. He hid it so well."

Jiang He frowned, opening and closing the folding fan in his hand. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Looking back now, Zhang Hua's previous behavior does seem to have many suspicious points."

Qiu Ming quickly nudged Jiang He with his elbow and gave him a look that told him not to talk nonsense.

Jiang He smiled and said, "Brother Qiu, don't worry. If the two seniors thought there was something wrong with us, do you think we would have survived until now?"

Zheng Yi laughed and said, "You're right, you guys don't have to worry. If I really suspected you, I would have taken action just now."

Qiu Ming and Qian Wanrong felt a chill on their necks and swallowed subconsciously.

"Since we've met here, the three of you should follow us first."

Zheng Yi was a little confused about how to deal with these little guys. Let them leave on their own now?

Although it can be seen from the conversation just now that these three people have no special relationship with the guy named Zhang Hua.

But the situation is special now. What if someone is just hiding very deeply?

They are now surrounded by enemies, and once their identities are exposed, they will probably be besieged by the enemy immediately.

Under such circumstances, it would be safer to keep these guys around.

There is Lin Junrong, a master of the divine transformation realm.

If these people really have any ulterior motives, they will at least not escape Lin Junrong's control.

"I'm afraid I'll delay your important work, seniors. If you don't mind, we'll let you lead us." Jiang He said respectfully first, clasping his fists.

Qiu Ming and Qian Wanrong also expressed their willingness to follow.

"Elder Lin, please keep an eye on these guys." Zheng Yi whispered to Lin Junrong, "If they do anything unusual, control them immediately."

After thinking for a while, he added: "This concerns the safety of our Xingxiu Sea, so we must not be careless."

If it were anything else, Lin Junrong might not take it too seriously, but if it involved the entire Xingxiu Sea, she would naturally not be careless.

"I understand." Lin Junrong nodded secretly.

With these three guys along, the group's movements suddenly slowed down a lot.

After all, as disciples of the younger generation, Qiu Ming and his companions are relatively not that strong.

It took more than an hour for them to arrive near the hill that Lin Junrong had seen before.

"There aren't even any sentries around?" Zheng Yi asked Lin Junrong beside him with some surprise.

According to his original idea, this should be a relatively important place for the enemy.

The formation should have been set up, and various sentries should have been arranged to deal with emergencies.

As a result, not only was there no formation, but there were not even any sentries deployed.

Lin Junrong carefully restrained his spiritual sense, trying his best not to let the enemy notice anything unusual.

Once again, they searched the area within dozens of meters around them.

"At least, I didn't detect any hidden aura. Unless the other party used some magical weapon to conceal his aura."

"However, unless he is also a master in the Spiritualization Stage, it is impossible for him to escape my detection."

Zheng Yi looked up at the sky.

The Void Cloud Whale roared from time to time, and the battle was still fierce, as if both sides were tireless.

But at this position, they can see more clearly.

From time to time, monks from Qingzhu Mountain flew by and landed on the top of the hill in front of them.

However, the top of the mountain was surrounded by trees, and they couldn't see the situation above clearly from the foot of the mountain.

In order to avoid exposing his identity, Zheng Yi did not dare to let Lin Junrong investigate the situation above.

After making sure there were no sentry formations, the few of them cautiously moved up the mountain.

Although this hill is not high, it is covered with dense forests. Even though they are cultivators, they walk very slowly as they cannot easily use their cultivation.

Especially when they were almost at the top of the mountain, the speed of several people was almost the same as that of an ordinary person walking.

"Be as careful as possible and don't make any unnecessary noise." Zheng Yi reminded everyone through voice transmission as he walked.

Qiu Ming and others did not dare to reply easily. They nodded slightly to show that they understood, and tried their best to follow Zheng Yi and Lin Junrong.

Suddenly, Zheng Yi pressed his hand towards everyone, signaling them to hide quickly.

Several people immediately leaned against the big tree, letting the leaves cover their bodies.

They had just hidden themselves when a swordsman riding a flying sword flew past close to the treetops.

Because it flew too low, the strong wind it brought made the branches rustle.

If Zheng Yi hadn't discovered it in time, they might have been discovered by the other party.

After waiting for a while and hearing no other sounds, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Zheng Yi pointed in the direction where the swordsman disappeared and motioned everyone to go that way.

Now they were getting closer to the top of the mountain, and they were worried that there might be monks from Qingzhu Mountain flying overhead, so they became more cautious in their movements.

Of course, the speed is slower.

After walking forward cautiously for half an hour, the sight in front of them suddenly lit up and they finally reached the edge of the mountain top.

There is an open space the size of a football field here, but looking at the messy ground you can tell that it must have been cleared not long ago.

In the middle of the open space, there is a huge alchemy furnace that is more than two people tall.

However, unlike ordinary alchemy furnaces, this alchemy furnace constantly emitted a black aura that made people feel chilling.

There is a formation at the foot of the alchemy furnace. Four Nether Spirit Clan monks with illusory bodies are sitting cross-legged around the formation, providing power to the alchemy furnace and maintaining its operation.

Zheng Yi and Lin Junrong looked at each other.

Obviously, the thing that allowed the cultivators of Qingzhu Mountain to fight for a long time with a strength beyond their own ability was most likely this thing.

Zheng Yi glanced behind him, asking Lin Junrong if Qiu Ming and the others had done anything unusual.

Lin Junrong shook her head slowly. She had never relaxed her surveillance on these people along the way.

As a master in the Spirit Transformation Stage, she was sure that no matter what tricks these people did, they would not be hidden from his eyes.

After making sure that these people were okay, Zheng Yi turned his attention to the alchemy furnace in the middle of the open space.

Just at this moment, a cultivator from Qingzhu Mountain flew over.

When he came to the alchemy furnace, he could clearly see that his cultivation was rapidly declining.

His eyes were red, and he roared ferociously, "Give it to me! Give it to me now!"

The cultivator from the Mingling clan who was standing next to the alchemy furnace took out a ball of black mist from the furnace and sent it to the other party.

The cultivator from Qingzhu Mountain was busy facing the mist and inhaling it desperately. Wisps of black mist flowed into his nose and mouth.

His strength began to improve visibly. He was originally only in the early stage of Golden Core, but in the blink of an eye he increased to the middle stage of Golden Core, and even reached the peak of Golden Core.

The monk's ferocious expression gradually calmed down. His whole body was surrounded by black air, which made him look sinister and weird.

"Hahaha, my strength is back. The master actually got such a magical weapon." As he said that, he leaped into the air and killed towards the Void Cloud Whale.

"Guys from Xingxiu Sea, prepare to die!"

After this person left, a cultivator from the Nether Spirit Clan who was maintaining the alchemy furnace sneered disdainfully: "These idiots..."

However, before he could finish his words, he was stopped by another person: "Shut up, don't talk nonsense, if they hear you and affect the plans of Hades Palace, a hundred of you will not be enough to kill you."

The monk who was reprimanded was not afraid at all. Instead, he sneered and said, "At this point, what else is there to worry about?"

"Even if they knew the effect of this Ten Thousand Soul Devouring Technique, they can no longer leave it." (End of this chapter)