The Great Ruler wanted to lie down but was thrown into the Spirit Road.

"Um?"

Yun Mo took out the token, and he heard the ancient voice on it, "How long have we been in the ancestral hall? How did time pass so quickly?"

Wen Qingxuan and the others didn't quite understand what he meant.

Wu Yingying, however, raised her eyebrows, widened her almond-shaped eyes, and gritted her teeth, saying, "Mu Chen!"

"Who is this Mu Chen? How could he violate the rules of the Spiritual Path? What rules does the Spiritual Path have? Could it be that he got into a fight with someone in the Guardian Land? But that doesn't make sense. If that were the case, he should have been killed by the Mirror of Judgment long ago. Why would there be any special notification?"

Wu Ling looked at Wu Yingying's clenched teeth, somewhat puzzled. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she said, "You acting like this, could it be that he was the one who made you suffer in the first place?"

"snort!"

"..."

Wu Ling ignored her and looked at Yun Mo and Wen Qingxuan. "The selection for the Guardian Land will begin in a month. We are still quite far from there, and our tokens are only at the third level so far. We need to hurry."

Yun Mo and Wen Qingxuan exchanged a glance, feeling that there were no other problems. Their next goal was clear: to plunder the tokens and then pass the selection for the Guardian Land.

Now that we've arrived at the Spiritual Path, we should naturally obtain the highest-level token and receive the spiritual energy infusion at the end; otherwise, it would be a real waste.

I wonder what the differences will be between the second half of the spiritual path and the first half.

However, due to the long distance, it took the four people more than ten days to finally see a figure.

However, the sight of a figure caused them to fall silent.

"Hand over the token in your hands, or you will be killed in an instant."

Nearly ten people, all wounded, surrounded Yun Mo and his group of four. One of the leaders raised his long sword and said fiercely.

To be honest, after experiencing the events involving the Witch Clan, the three of them had a different feeling when they reconsidered the trials of the Spiritual Path.

Although the Spirit Path was also cruel, it could no longer stir any emotion in their hearts.

Yun Mo remained the same as always, but he was still in a very bad mood. The mark of hatred was like a thorn stuck in his heart.

The four people remained still, silently watching the performance before them.

These people were already at their limit; the intense battle had left them with many injuries, but their pursuit of the token had surpassed everything else.

Just as the leader was getting annoyed by being looked down at and silently scrutinized by the four men, and was about to make a move.

Wu Ling stepped forward, his battle staff appearing in his hand. "The protected land is not far from here, so why are you lingering here to ambush passersby? You should know that the Spirit Road is not the same as before."

There are countless chosen ones, and perhaps among those you have laid in ambush are people you are completely powerless to resist.

"Hmph, perhaps there are such people on the Spirit Road, but it would never be the four of you."

If they encounter a large group, they will naturally not step out and let them pass, but if there are only four people... nine against four, they have an absolute advantage.

The leader couldn't stand the way Yun Mo and the other three looked down on them. He brandished his long sword, let out a roar, and charged at Wu Ling.

Seeing that the leader had made a move, the others also grabbed their weapons and charged forward.

"It seems that as long as we head straight for the Protected Land, we'll encounter many groups like this. Hopefully, they'll share some of their tokens with us." Wen Qingxuan smiled faintly, a spear appearing in her hand as she swept it towards the greedy men rushing towards her.

Wu Yingying's eyes held a hint of venting. Now, even if she was alone, she could overthrow these people who were blinded by greed. Her longbow suddenly appeared, and she fired four arrows in quick succession, which flew straight towards the others with the sound of wind breaking.

Yun Mo also found an opponent. He thrust out his soft sword, combining the real and the illusory sword shadows. With just one move, he knocked him to the ground, where he remained motionless.

As for the leader, his expression changed drastically the moment his longsword clashed with Wu Ling's battle staff. He felt an irresistible force slam into him, causing his tiger's mouth to split open instantly, and then his body flew backward uncontrollably.

"Cough cough..."

He lay on the ground, blood gushing from his mouth. Wu Ling had used only one strike to completely unleash the injuries he had previously suppressed.

If they hadn't been injured, they might have had a second chance, but their pursuit of the token blinded them. Under the pressure of their injuries, how could they possibly be a match for Yun Mo and the others?

When he looked at the others, he felt even more desperate. He knew that several people in their alliance had reached the Spirit Realm level in terms of physical strength, and they were confident that they could pass the selection for the Guardian Land.

But the people in front of them were able to wipe them out in the blink of an eye, leaving them no chance to fight back. This time, they had truly encountered someone they could not resist.

The second half of the spiritual journey is like this: one wrong step and you have no chance left.

"Heh, I told you, there are some people you can't handle. Take out the tokens you have." Wu Ling found that he had lost the will to fight these people. Perhaps only those similar to those on the Spirit Path could make them feel some resistance.

It's unclear whether anyone can stop this small group of four.

The leader gave a bitter smile. The alliance of nine had collapsed, and he didn't know how many were still alive.

He took out the token hidden in his pocket, not wanting to joke with his life. Even if he didn't gain anything from the Spirit Path Trial, it would be best to survive. However, he might have to wait until the selection began before he could take action on the road ahead.

With his injuries flaring up, he wasn't confident he could safely reach the place he was protecting.

"Not bad, it's surprising that someone like you has a level 5 token. It seems you've laid an ambush for quite a few people." Wu Ling tossed the token in his hand, gave a sigh of admiration, and then ignored the man's life or death.

He turned around and looked at Yun Mo and the other two. "How are things going on your end?"

"Not bad, the lowest level is level four tokens, and there are even two level five tokens." Yun Mo looked at the tokens that Wen Qingxuan and Wu Yingying threw over and said.

"Let's try fusing them all into four pieces and see how far we can go?" Wu Ling handed the token in his hand to Yun Mo.

Yun Mo didn't waste any words and merged with it on the spot.

The tokens overlapped, emitting a red glow, and soon they all merged together, forming four darker blood-red tokens.

"These are all level six tokens. It seems that the number of tokens required will increase as we go further. Level nine tokens are a long way off." Yun Mo returned the tokens to the group.

"Let's incorporate the previous level three tokens as well, and see if we can go a step further."

As expected, the token didn't change much, except that the color became a bit darker.

"Let's go, keep going. There's no need to worry too much about the token. Let's get to the Guardian Land and pass the selection first. If we really can't handle it in the final stage, we can just steal someone else's level nine token."

"That makes sense. Hopefully, there are enough people with level nine tokens." Wu Ling was taken aback, his eyes gleaming with eagerness.