"And the feng shui spiritual穴 we are looking for should be here..."
"If this is the case, once our Wu family monopolizes this place, won't it be killing two birds with one stone?"
Wu Jian nudged Wu Jian, who had spoken out of turn, and told him to look around before speaking.
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At this moment, Wu Jian realized that everyone in the hall was looking at him.
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At this time, the crowd exchanged glances, their eyes filled with wariness.
Originally, the six second-tier aristocratic families could have united to suppress the smaller families and rogue cultivators, and jointly divide the Demon Abyss.
However, with the appearance of the demon tomb, they had all become rivals!
No one was willing to give up such immense benefits, as occupying the demon tomb was enough to allow a family to prosper for hundreds of thousands of years.
The cultivators in the early Nascent Soul stage leading the Pang, Ma, Ji, and Xiong families had grim expressions.
They had underestimated the Demon Abyss, believing that as long as they represented their respective families, they would get their share of any benefits.
Therefore, they had all brought dozens of their juniors, which gave them less of a chance to obtain many treasures compared to the Wu family, who were the hosts.
Unexpectedly, the benefits this time were so great that it was enough for the Wu family to completely fall out with them.
Only the cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage leading the Mao family still had a smiling expression, and no one could tell what he was thinking.
"The origin of this demon tomb is unknown. How can we take such a risk? It would be best to discuss it carefully for half a month. During this period, no one is allowed to enter!"
Ma Nanning, the cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage leading the Ma family, his eyes changed, and he immediately found an excuse to delay time.
Wu Jian and Wu Jian, knowing his intentions, both smiled slightly and retorted, "It is evident from this that this is the remnant of a great demonic sect from ancient times. It is a heaven-sent opportunity at this very moment. If we do not seize it, and others get there first, will we not regret it immensely?"
"Moreover, once this opportunity is missed, the dangers of the Demon Abyss will greatly increase. It will be difficult to be as peaceful as it is now for at least ten years."
"We cultivators have firm Dao hearts, how can we be afraid of danger?"
There were tens of thousands of cultivators who came to the Demon Abyss to search for treasures. Although less than one-tenth of them could break through to this point, there were still thousands of people.
Wu Tao and Plato and others followed the main group, heading towards this demon tomb.
After they entered this demon tomb, they were surrounded by gloom, desolation, resentment, and poisonous energies.
Pang Wei, the cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage leading the Pang family, held a feng shui compass and excitedly said, "The location of this demon tomb definitely has a great dragon vein."
"In terms of feng shui, the luck of the eight directions is rolling in, the direction is circular, and Ziwei is in the center."
Pang Wei narrowed his eyes slightly, a gray-white light flashing in his eyes, and then pointed.
"Look ahead, the dragon's energy is surging, forming a dark yellow color, like the head of a true dragon, comparable to a feng shui treasure land!"
Ma Nanning looked up at the feng shui formation ahead and exclaimed repeatedly.
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"What a grand gesture, what a grand gesture..."
Ji Nian'an, the cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage leading the Ji family beside him, also said solemnly.
"The terrain is like a dragon's head, the corpse sea is like a tiger's body, the Vermillion Bird is above, and the Black Tortoise is hidden. The form is one, it is truly mouth-watering..."
Xiong Tongtian saw this and also burst into laughter, saying, "What a good place, it's truly a good place, it was worth my old Xiong's hard journey."
Wu Jian and Wu Jian of the Wu family, although they did not speak, also had expressions of excitement.
Only the young cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage leading the Mao family, Mao Changan, always scanned the surrounding people with an inscrutable look.
As a member of a feng shui family, he naturally understood more than these people. Coupled with the information he had seen in the stone tablet before, he was already confident of victory.
And the news of the treasure land in the Demon Abyss was also spread by Mao Changan, the cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.
After entering this demon tomb, they saw a road paved with blood bricks, stretching out in front of them.
On both sides of the road were pale green phosphorus fires, and rows of ancient bronze lamps were lined up on both sides.
The road, which seemed to have no bottom, exuded an ominous aura.
After Wu Jian and Wu Jian exchanged glances, they pointed at Wu Tao and the other smaller families and rogue cultivators and said.
"You go ahead first, we'll follow behind."
The tone of Wu Jian and Wu Jian was chilling, with an unyielding dominance.
Pang Wei, Ji Nian'an, Xiong Tongtian, Mao Changan, and Ma Nanning, the five cultivators in the early Nascent Soul stage, did not speak, but their intentions were the same.
The smaller families and rogue cultivators looked at each other.
The strongest among them was only in the late Core Formation stage, but the seven cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage on the opposite side were formidable.
There was nothing they could do; they were like fish on a chopping block, and they could only lament their fate.
A burly man named Jin, with a dejected expression, quietly said to those he knew, "We have so many people gathered here, yet these grand aristocratic families of the 'Junwang' level still act so tyrannically."
The old patriarch of the Huang family, in the late Core Formation stage, said slowly, "Although we have a large number of people, without anyone to take the lead, we can never unite into a single force."
"These 'Junwang' level grand aristocratic families, with cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage, naturally will not take us seriously."
"Now, we only have one path. Once we enter, we will disperse, and it will not be so easy for them to find us!"
"None of us are fools, how could we be used as scapegoats by them?"
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"I can feel it, the residual power of curses within the floor beneath us!"
Among the crowd, a cultivator who understood the art of tomb raiding spoke.
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The man named Jin, who was forced to walk at the front, heard this and his hair stood on end.
He quickly turned around and asked, "Who, who is it? Saying such inauspicious words..."
"If you are truly capable, come to the front and we'll switch places!"
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A feng shui master heard this and stepped forward, saying slowly, "It is normal to have the aura of curses here, isn't it?"
"This great tomb was built on a sea of corpses!"
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After the smaller families and rogue cultivators entered, Wu Jian, Wu Jian, Pang Wei, Ji Nian'an, Xiong Tongtian, Mao Changan, and Ma Nanning, the seven cultivators in the early Nascent Soul stage, led their respective juniors and followed behind.
It was clear that Wu Jian, Wu Jian, Pang Wei, Ji Nian'an, Xiong Tongtian, Mao Changan, and Ma Nanning were planning to use them to test the dangers of this place.
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Wu Tao mingled in the crowd, observed for a long time, and noticed some unusual things.
He muttered to himself, "This place doesn't seem right!"
Countless statues of demon gods stood on both sides of the tomb path.
These demon gods had different appearances, some standing, some sitting, in various poses. The only similarity was that they were all holding a worm-like sculpture in their hands.
Mao Changan had been paying attention to the demon god statues on both sides. His expression changed, but he did not speak.
However, among the rogue cultivators, a demonic cultivator named Song exclaimed, "This seems to be the lost secret technique of the demonic path, the Longevity Blood Gu!"
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Those who could reach the depths of the Demon Abyss generally had some skills, but they had obviously never heard of such a secret demonic technique.
So someone asked doubtfully, "What is the Longevity Blood Gu?"
"In ancient times, a great demonic cultivator, seeking immortality, refined female infants born in yin years, yin months, yin hours, and yin moments, along with insects, evil spirits, and poisonous creatures, to create a type of Gu worm that could prolong life."
This refining method was extremely cruel. Female infants born in yin years, yin months, yin hours, and yin moments were placed among insects.
After the insects had gnawed away the infant's flesh and internal organs, 365 demonic patterns were carved into the remaining human bones, which were then steeped in blood water for three years.
After the blood water had permeated the human bones, the original insects were then refined together in a furnace.
After the combined refining, a formation was set up to refine the evil spirits into Gu spirits, and then all of this, along with dozens of poisonous creatures, was sealed in a jar for a hundred years to obtain a Longevity Blood Gu.
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At this moment, a sound suddenly came from the side of the tomb path ahead.
In front of a demon god statue, a dried corpse appeared.
The dried corpse knelt on the ground, its hands clutching the statue, its expression before death filled with extreme unwillingness.
Someone familiar following behind exclaimed, "How did Old Patriarch Situ die here? Although his lifespan was nearing its end, his cultivation at the mid-Core Formation stage was not inferior to anyone!"
The feng shui master who had spoken earlier chuckled and continued, "It was precisely because his lifespan was nearing its end that he took a risk, but it just failed."
An old patriarch, also advanced in age with white hair, said solemnly, "His identity and cultivation level are not important now. What is important is to figure out how he died!"
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"Do we still need to think about it?"
"He was probably too greedy and provoked the Longevity Blood Gu on both sides of the road, which is why all his vital essence was drained!"
The demonic cultivator named Song replied with a cold sneer.
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"Longevity Blood Gu?"
"A worm pupa descends to the Nine Underworlds, accompanied by yin souls and fierce ghosts, stealing the essence of the world to prolong its master's life..."
At this time, Mao Changan, who had been silent, from the renowned feng shui family, said softly.
Seeing this, Wu Jian, though he did not dare to test it himself, in order to prolong his family's lifespan, grabbed a rogue cultivator in the early Core Formation stage and threw him out.
Unexpectedly, as soon as this unlucky rogue cultivator landed near the demon god statues on both sides of the road, the Longevity Blood Gu in their hands immediately lit up, as if burning something.
A group of terrifying insects, appearing dazed and resembling curses or vengeful spirits, suddenly appeared.
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