In Zhu Xian, people start to rise from plundering entries

Su Han's heart skipped a beat: "A man in white? Is it someone whose clothes are embroidered with flame patterns?"

Alan asked in surprise, "How did you know?"

Su Han's expression was solemn.

Sure enough, the people from Burning Incense Valley have arrived!

It seems that although Master Chixia has temporarily retreated, he has not given up his struggle for the Samsara Mirror.

Two days later, the four arrived at the foot of Black Witch Mountain.

Black Mountain soars into the clouds, its body as black as if it had been dyed with ink.

The mountain has sparse vegetation and jagged rocks, giving it a gloomy and oppressive feel.

Alan pointed to a village that was faintly visible halfway up the mountain and said, "That is our Black Witch Village."

Just as they were preparing to go up the mountain, a fighting sound suddenly came from ahead.

Su Han signaled everyone to hide, and then quietly crept forward.

In the distance, on an open field, two groups of people were facing off.

The group of people were disciples of the Incense Valley, led by a middle-aged man with a cold expression, whose cultivation level seemed to be no less than Li Fen's.

The other group, dressed in strange black robes and with eerie paint on their faces, were members of the Southern Xinjiang Witch Clan.

"Protector Bai, your Incense Valley has gone too far! This is our Black Witch Clan's territory, not a place for you to run wild!" an elder from the Witch Clan shouted angrily.

The middle-aged man from Burning Incense Valley, known as the White Protector, sneered, "Black Witch Elder, the Bronze Divine Palace is ownerless; it belongs to the capable. Your Witch Clan's attempt to monopolize it is far too presumptuous!"

The two sides were on the verge of a fight and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

Su Han thought to himself, it seems that Incense Valley and the Black Witch Clan have already clashed over the Bronze Ancient Palace.

Just then, Protector Bai suddenly sensed something and abruptly turned his head to look in the direction where Su Han and the others were hiding.

"Who's lurking around like that? Come out!"

Knowing that he could no longer hide, Su Han had no choice but to lead the three women out of their hiding place.

When Protector Bai saw Su Han, he was first taken aback, then revealed a sinister smile: "It's like finding a needle in a haystack! Kid, I didn't expect you to walk right into my trap!"

The Black Witch Elder looked at Alan and frowned, saying, "Alan, why are you with outsiders?"

Alan hurriedly stepped forward to explain, "Elder, they saved my life. I was attacked by the unicorn red leopard, and it was thanks to them that I was rescued."

The Black Witch Elder's expression softened slightly, but he still warily observed Su Han and the other two.

The White Protector sneered, "Black Witch Elder, it seems your Black Witch Clan has already colluded with this brat!"

Su Han calmly said, "Protector Bai, I have no connection with the Black Witch Clan; it was just a chance encounter."

The White Protector ignored them and said to the Black Witch Elder, "Since you have chosen to be enemies of Burning Incense Valley, then don't blame us for being impolite!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the disciples of Burning Incense Valley drew their weapons, ready to fight.

The Black Witch Elder was also furious: "This is outrageous! The Black Witch Clan will not be bullied by anyone!"

Seeing that a major battle was inevitable, Su Han felt anxious.

If the two sides were to fight here, regardless of the outcome, it would alert the enemy and affect their plans to find the ancient bronze temple.

Just at this critical moment, a long, drawn-out horn sounded from afar.

The voice was desolate and ancient, as if it came from ancient times.

Upon hearing the horn, the Black Witch Elder's expression changed drastically: "Holy Mountain Horn! The Witch God Festival has begun ahead of schedule!"

The White Protector also showed a look of surprise and uncertainty.

The sound of horns echoed continuously through the valley. The Black Witch Elder glared fiercely at the White Protector: "We'll let you go for now! Let's go!"

Having said that, he hurriedly left with the Black Witch Clan.

Protector Bai didn't stop him, but merely gave Su Han a cold look: "Kid, you're lucky this time. Next time we meet, I'll take your life!"

After saying that, he quickly left with the disciples of Burning Incense Valley.

In the blink of an eye, the open space, which had been tense just moments before, was now empty except for Su Han and his three companions, and a moment of complete silence.

Alan said anxiously to Su Han, "The Holy Mountain Horn is the highest-level summons of the Witch Clan. All members of the Witch Clan must go to the Holy Mountain immediately. I have to hurry back too."

Su Han nodded: "We'll go with you."

Alan hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded: "Alright, but you must stay close to me. There are many restrictions around the Holy Mountain, and it will be very dangerous for outsiders to trespass."

Led by Alan, the four of them made their way up Black Witch Mountain along a hidden path.

The higher you go, the stronger the mysterious atmosphere in the air becomes.

Su Han could sense that an ancient and powerful force permeated the Black Witch Mountain.

Two hours later, they arrived at Black Witch Village.

The village was built on a flat area halfway up the mountain, surrounded by wooden walls, with shaman warriors guarding the entrance.

Upon seeing Alan return with three outsiders, the guards immediately blocked their path.

Alan stepped forward and explained the situation, and the guard finally let him pass, but his eyes still held a wary look.

The buildings in the village are mostly made of bamboo and wood, with a simple and rustic style. Many houses are decorated with various animal bones and strange talismans.

In the center of the village was a huge square, where hundreds of Wu tribesmen had gathered.

In the center of the square was a stone altar, upon which stood several elderly shamans, presiding over some kind of ritual.

Alan said to Su Han, "You wait here, I'll go report to the elders."

She hurried toward the altar and spoke in a low voice to an old, white-haired shaman.

The old wizard glanced at Su Han and the other two from time to time, his gaze sharp as an eagle's.

A moment later, Alan returned and said, "The Grand Elder agrees to see you, but you can only go one at a time."

Su Han said to Lu Xueqi and Biyao, "I'll go check out the situation first."

He followed Alan up to the altar.

The white-haired old wizard was standing there, holding a staff inlaid with a skull.

“Young man, I am Mo Yuan, the Great Elder of the Black Witch Clan.” The old wizard spoke slowly, his voice hoarse yet full of authority. “Alan said that you saved her, and the Black Witch Clan thanks you for your kindness.”

Su Han cupped his hands and said, "Elder, you are too kind. It is only right to help when one sees injustice on the road."

Elder Mo Yuan scrutinized Su Han with his profound gaze: "You came to Black Witch Mountain for the Bronze Divine Palace, didn't you?"

Knowing he couldn't hide it from this seemingly wise old man, Su Han frankly admitted, "To be honest, Elder, we did come for the Bronze Divine Palace, but we have absolutely no intention of being enemies with the Black Witch Clan."

Elder Mo Yuan nodded slightly: "You are very honest. However, the Bronze Divine Palace is a sacred object of the Witch Clan, and outsiders are not allowed to touch it."

Su Han calmly said, "Elder, the Bronze Divine Palace is of great importance. Not only your Witch Clan, but the entire cultivation world is shaken by it. I'm afraid the Black Witch Clan alone will find it difficult to keep this secret."

Elder Mo Yuan was silent for a moment, then sighed, "You're right. Recently, many outsiders have come to the vicinity of Black Witch Mountain, all eyeing the Divine Palace with covetous intent."

He then changed the subject: "However, the restrictions outside the Bronze Divine Palace are extremely powerful. Without the help of our Witch Clan, outsiders simply cannot enter."

Su Han's heart skipped a beat: "What does the Grand Elder mean?"

A glint of light flashed in Elder Mo Yuan's eyes: "We can cooperate. You help us defend against external enemies, and I can take you all in when the Divine Palace opens." (End of Chapter)