Chapter 825

Just as Han Li and his companion were closely pursuing Elder Zhong and his group with the help of the flying mouse, the Ghost Spirit Sect Master and Wei Wei Wuya's group had already crossed that giant mountain and appeared in a basin. Net

This basin was dark and damp, with water pits of varying sizes scattered across the ground, making the group, who were forced to travel on foot, feel very depressed.

Although they could cast some minor spells to block out the silt and sewage, their speed naturally dropped again and again.

But this time, neither Wang Wang Tiangu nor Wei Wei Wuya complained about anything.

Because when they had previously crossed the peak of the giant mountain, they had looked down from a high vantage point and seen from afar that there was a massive object resembling an altar located in the center of the basin.

At this, everyone who had followed the Ghost Spirit Sect Master here immediately felt their spirits lift, casting their previous doubts to the back of their minds.

One must know that since entering the valley, this was the first time they had seen such a complete structure. There was no need to ask; that place was certainly no ordinary location. It was highly likely that it really had some connection to the Spirit-Miao Garden mentioned by the Ghost Spirit Sect Master.

Therefore, the group's movements became even slower, yet everyone appeared unhurried and calm.

It was not that they hadn't tried to use a levitation spell to travel a few feet off the ground, but the only result was that a moment later, a blood-colored lightning bolt struck from the sky, nearly shattering the cultivator's protective magic treasure. It seemed that the closer they got to the center of this basin, the more stringent the flight-prohibition barrier became.

As a result, the others no longer thought of any shortcuts and could only line up to advance slowly.

A Ghost Spirit Sect disciple cleared the path in front; when they encountered things like bushes blocking the way, a few fireballs would easily open up a small path.

After walking for the better part of a day, the group finally approached the altar, seeing its incomparably massive figure from afar.

This altar was built entirely of white mountain stone, presenting a giant trapezoidal shape with stairs on all four sides. The whole structure towered into the clouds, reaching several hundred feet in height, truly magnificent. It was just that the altar was a bit far and a bit too high, making it truly impossible to see clearly what exactly was on it.

"Finally, we are almost there. It looks like we will be able to walk there in at most another hour or two. Sect Master Wang, I am now even more curious about how you, Fellow Daoist, knew about the Spirit-Miao Garden." Although Wei Wei Wuya was also walking on foot, his whole body emitted a pale green luster, and after taking a light step, he slid silently for several feet, looking extremely relaxed.

"Brother Wei, rest assured. Afterward, I, Wang, will certainly explain this matter to you, Fellow Daoist." The Ghost Spirit Sect Master smiled slightly, as if he didn't care.

Wei Wei Wuya nodded and was just about to ask something else when suddenly, the Ghost Spirit Sect disciple walking at the very front had a flash of spiritual light on his body, stumbled, and then was silently sliced diagonally into two halves from shoulder to waist, his corpse falling silently to the ground.

"Space rift!" The Ghost Spirit Sect Master's expression changed drastically upon seeing this.

Wei Wei Wuya and Wang Wang Tiangu behind him also had their expressions sink upon seeing this.

Although they didn't know what the Ghost Spirit Sect Master was planning, they had never encountered any hidden space rifts since entering the valley following the route he pointed out. Their tense hearts had already relaxed quite a bit. But now, a space rift had suddenly appeared. The two of them couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

The remaining three Ghost Spirit Sect disciples also had somewhat pale faces.

The entire group stopped in their tracks, ceasing their advance.

The Ghost Spirit Sect Master looked at the corpse sliced by the rift, his expression uncertain. Wei Wei Wuya closed his eyes, seemingly sensing something with his spiritual sense, but opened them again a moment later.

"It's no use. This space rift cannot be sensed just by having a powerful spiritual sense. I cannot sense the existence of the rift." Wei Wei Wuya shook his head expressionlessly.

Hearing this, Wang Wang Tiangu raised his hand and flicked his fingers repeatedly, shooting five fireballs toward the front in a scattered pattern.

After a few "puchi" sounds, three of the fireballs vanished into thin air, but two flew several feet to the sides, hitting the ground and exploding, revealing two large pits.

"This rift is very small. As long as we deviate slightly, we can bypass it." Wang Wang Tiangu said in a relaxed tone.

"Although this rift is not large, who knows how many more rifts will appear on the remaining stretch of the road. We don't have that many lives to throw away. And according to what I know, there shouldn't be any space rifts blocking our route. Could it be that that person concealed something and didn't tell us?" The Ghost Spirit Sect Master did not look happy; instead, he muttered a few words with a hint of gloom on his face.

Hearing this, Wei Wei Wuya's expression shifted, but he didn't ask anything. Wang Wang Tiangu, on the other hand, looked at the distant altar and then at the corpse on the ground, feeling somewhat puzzled.

"What does the Sect Master mean?"

The Ghost Spirit Sect Master frowned tightly, not answering immediately, but looked up at the sky. After a long while, he let out a long sigh.

"I originally intended to reveal some things to you only after reaching the altar, but now it seems I can no longer hide it. I might as well reveal some of the truth to you here." He said with a strange expression.

Wei Wei Wuya and the others were startled upon hearing this, looking at each other.

The Ghost Spirit Sect Master ignored everyone and shook his sleeve. With a flash of silver light, a scroll appeared in his hand.

This scroll was several feet long, shimmering with silver light, and looked exceptionally ancient.

"This is..." Wang Wang Tiangu exclaimed in surprise upon seeing the scroll.

"Hehe! It seems you recognize this item too. You were the one who personally handed it to me. Everything regarding the Spirit-Miao Garden was obtained from this scroll." The Ghost Spirit Sect Master glanced at Wang Wang Tiangu and said indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Wang Wang Tiangu was completely stunned.

This scroll was exactly the one obtained from the treasure cache in the Mulan Grassland, suspected to be the portrait scroll of the ancient cultivator Cang Kun.

The Ghost Spirit Sect Master tossed the scroll, and a ball of spiritual light wrapped around it, holding it in the low air. Then, with a solemn expression, he pinched a spell and pointed lightly at the scroll.

With a "zila" sound, the scroll opened rapidly, revealing the image inside.

The back of a Confucian scholar carrying a long sword and gazing at the sky appeared vividly on the scroll.

Wang Wang Tiangu and the others opened their eyes wide, staring fixedly at the portrait for a long time, trying to discover something, but they all gained nothing.

Wei Wei Wuya also gazed deeply at the image, but when his spiritual sense swept across the entire scroll, his expression couldn't help but shift, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

"Brother Wei is truly worthy of being a great cultivator at the late Nascent Soul stage, discovering the mystery within so quickly. I, Wang, was only able to discover the anomaly of this scroll by relying on a secret technique I cultivate, which was pure luck." Seeing Wei Wei Wuya's expression, the Ghost Spirit Sect Master felt a stir in his heart and offered a word of praise.

"It is nothing. I haven't seen this kind of mustard-seed space magic treasure for many years. If you hadn't reminded me beforehand, Fellow Daoist, I wouldn't have been able to discover it so easily." Wei Wei Wuya said with a strange expression.

The Ghost Spirit Sect Master smiled and did not pursue the matter. But he immediately raised his hand, and a black spell shot out, hitting the open scroll. At the same time, he suddenly snorted coldly and spoke to the scroll:

"Are you still not coming out? Do you really want me to use demonic fire to force you out?"

Hearing this, the others were startled and felt somewhat baffled. Wei Wei Wuya also raised his eyebrows in surprise, a hint of shock and suspicion flashing in his eyes.

As a result, an incredible scene occurred.

"Wasn't it already agreed? You wouldn't summon me again until we reached the predetermined place. Now you summon me in front of so many people. Don't you want to continue with the transaction!" A clear male voice came directly from the scroll.

Following that, silver light shone brightly on the scroll. The Confucian scholar, who had been facing away from them, suddenly turned his body, facing them, revealing a refined middle-aged man's face with a three-strand long beard. But his face was cold, full of displeasure.

This scene not only left the remaining Ghost Spirit Sect disciples dumbfounded, but even Wang Wang Tiangu, who had personally handled the scroll, had his mouth wide open in shock.

Only Wei Wei Wuya, after a moment of shock, quickly calmed down. But he stared at the Confucian scholar's portrait on the scroll with a thoughtful look.

"Hmph! You still ask me. Didn't you repeatedly guarantee that the route you gave me was absolutely safe? What is this space rift about? It caused my sect to lose a disciple for nothing." The Ghost Spirit Sect Master looked at the portrait and asked without ceremony.

"The route I chose back then was absolutely safe. How could there be a problem." The Confucian scholar's portrait on the scroll moved its lips and retorted directly.

"Then take a look for yourself at what is over there?" The Ghost Spirit Sect Master glanced sideways at the direction of the space rift and said coldly.

The Confucian scholar in the portrait was stunned. But after pondering for a moment, the portrait faded away, and the surface of the scroll shimmered with spiritual light, turning into a pale green expanse, with a layer of light screen appearing on it.

Then, with a flash of light, a ball of green light shot out from the light screen, turning into a blurred human figure. It was exactly the person in the Confucian scholar's portrait.

At this moment, the Confucian scholar's body was like an intangible form, composed entirely of turbid gray-white light and shadow, emitting a faint spiritual light, as if a single breath could blow it out.

"How should I address you? Could it be that you are the Cang Kun of those years? How could you possibly keep your primordial spirit from being extinguished and live until today?" Wang Wang Tiangu felt his voice was dry, and he himself felt a hint of shock in his words.

"The time I can leave the scroll is limited. If you have any questions, ask your Sect Master later. Let me look at the rift first." The Confucian scholar didn't pay much attention to Wang Wang Tiangu's shock; instead, he stared at the direction of the space rift, frowned slightly, and spat out a ball of gray light.

After a "bang" sound, the ball of light was silently swallowed by the space rift there. The Confucian scholar's expression suddenly became somewhat strange.

"Strange! There was definitely no such hidden rift here back then. It seems this must be one of the rare newly formed rifts. You fellow daoists don't need to worry too much about this. It is just a coincidence. I am returning now." The Confucian scholar was first slightly startled, then pondered for a moment, and finally became exceptionally calm.

Following a "puchi" sound, his figure instantly faded, turning back into a ball of green light and flying into the scroll, seemingly not wanting to linger outside for even a second.

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