"And the geomantic spiritual aperture we sought 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, to look around before speaking.
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At this moment, Wu Jian realized that everyone present was looking at him.
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At this moment, everyone exchanged glances, their eyes filled with apprehension.
Originally, the six second-tier aristocratic families could have united to suppress the smaller families and rogue cultivators, and jointly divide the Demonic Abyss.
However, with the appearance of the Demonic Tomb, everyone had become rivals!
No one was willing to give up such immense profit. Occupying the Demonic Tomb would be enough to ensure a family's prosperity for hundreds of thousands of years.
The Nascent Soul stage cultivators leading the Pang, Ma, Ji, and Xiong families, their expressions were grim.
They had underestimated the Demonic Abyss, believing that as long as they represented their families, they would get their fair share of any profits.
Therefore, they had each brought dozens of juniors with them. Compared to the Wu family, the local residents, their chances of obtaining numerous treasures were much slimmer.
Unexpectedly, this time the profit was so great that it was enough to make the Wu family completely turn against them.
Only the Nascent Soul stage cultivator leading the Mao family maintained a smiling demeanor, making it impossible to guess his true thoughts.
"This Demonic Tomb has an unknown origin. How can we risk it so easily? Let us discuss it carefully for ten days and a half a month, and only then will it be appropriate. During this period, no one is allowed to enter!"
Ma Nanning, the Nascent Soul stage cultivator leading the Ma family, his eyes flickered, and he immediately found an excuse to stall for time.
Wu Jian and Wu Jian, how could they not understand his intentions? They both smiled slightly and retorted, "It's clear at a glance that this is the legacy of a great demonic sect from ancient times. It is still a heavenly bestowed opportunity at this moment. If we don't seize it, and someone else gets there first, won't we regret it immensely?"
"Moreover, after missing this opportunity, the danger of the Demonic Abyss will greatly increase. Within ten years, it will be difficult to be as peaceful as it is now."
"As cultivators, our Dao hearts are firm. How can we be afraid of danger?"
The number of cultivators who came to the Demonic Abyss to search for treasures was as many as tens of thousands. Although less than one-tenth of them managed to reach this point, there were still thousands of them.
Wu Tao and Plato, along with others, followed the main group and proceeded towards this Demonic Tomb.
After they entered this Demonic Tomb, they were surrounded by a pervasive aura of gloom, death, resentment, and deadly poison.
Pang Wei, the Nascent Soul stage cultivator leading the Pang family, holding a feng shui compass, excitedly exclaimed, "This Demonic Tomb's location definitely has a great dragon vein."
"In terms of feng shui, the luck of the eight directions is rolling in, encircling the area, with the Ziwei constellation in the center."
Pang Wei squinted his eyes, a grayish-white light flashing within them, and then pointed, saying.
"Look ahead, the dragon qi is surging, forming Xuanhuang energy, like the head of a true dragon. It is comparable to a feng shui treasure land!"
Ma Nanning raised his head and looked at this grand feng shui formation ahead, also exclaiming in surprise.
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"What a grand undertaking, what a grand undertaking…"
Ji Nian'an, the Nascent Soul stage cultivator leading the Ji family, standing beside him, also said with a grave expression.
"The terrain is like a dragon's head, the sea of corpses is its body, the Vermillion Bird above, and the Black Tortoise hidden below. The situation is all one. It truly makes one's mouth water…"
Xiong Tongtian saw this and also laughed heartily, "A good place, indeed a good place. It was not in vain that I, Old Xiong, made this difficult journey."
Wu Jian and Wu Jian of the Wu family, although they didn't speak, also had excited expressions on their faces.
Only Mao Changan, the young Nascent Soul stage cultivator leading the Mao family, constantly scanned the surrounding people with an inscrutable gaze.
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 earlier, he was already confident of victory.
And it was the Nascent Soul stage cultivator Mao Changan who had sent people to spread the news about the treasure land in the Demonic Abyss earlier.
Upon entering this Demonic Tomb, they saw a road paved with blood bricks stretching ahead.
On both sides of the road were pale green phosphorescent fires, and rows upon rows of ancient bronze lamps were lined up on either side.
The road, which seemed to lead to an unfathomable depth, exuded an ominous aura.
After Wu Jian and Wu Jian exchanged glances, they pointed at Wu Tao and the other small families and rogue cultivators, saying.
"You go ahead first, and we will follow behind."
The tone of Wu Jian and Wu Jian was cold and imperious, brooking no refusal.
Pang Wei, Ji Nian'an, Xiong Tongtian, Mao Changan, and Ma Nanning, the five Nascent Soul stage cultivators, did not speak, but their meaning was the same.
The various small families and rogue cultivators exchanged glances.
The strongest among them was only at the late stage of Core Formation, but there were seven Nascent Soul stage cultivators on the opposite side.
There was nothing they could do. They were like fish on a chopping block, and they could only sigh in despair.
A burly man named Jin, with a gloomy expression, whispered to those familiar with him, "Even with so many of us gathered here, these Marquis-level aristocratic families are still so overbearing."
The old family head of the Huang family, at the late stage of Core Formation, said with a sigh, "Although we have numbers, no one is taking the lead, and we can't form a cohesive force."
"These Marquis-level aristocratic families with Nascent Soul stage cultivators will naturally not take us seriously."
"Now, we only have one path. Once we go in, we'll scatter, and they won't be able to find us so easily!"
"No one is a fool. How could we be their scapegoats?"
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"I can feel the residual power of curses within the floor beneath our feet!"
Among the crowd, a cultivator who understood the art of tomb raiding spoke out.
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Forced to walk at the front, the man named Jin, his hair stood on end.
He quickly turned back and asked, "Who, who is it? Saying such inauspicious words…"
"If you're so capable, walk at the front, and let's switch places!"
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A feng shui master heard this and stepped forward, saying with a sigh, "It's normal to have the aura of curses here, isn't it?"
"This great tomb was built in a sea of corpses!"
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After the various small families and rogue cultivators entered, Wu Jian, Wu Jian, Pang Wei, Ji Nian'an, Xiong Tongtian, Mao Changan, and Ma Nanning, the seven Nascent Soul stage cultivators, followed behind with the juniors of their respective families.
It was clear that Wu Jian, Wu Jian, Pang Wei, Ji Nian'an, Xiong Tongtian, Mao Changan, and Ma Nanning intended to use them to test the dangers of this place.
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Wu Tao, blending in with the crowd, observed for a long time and also noticed something amiss.
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 stood, some sat, their postures varied. The only commonality was that in their hands, they all held a worm-shaped sculpture.
Mao Changan had been paying attention to the demon god statues on the 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 legendary, long-lost demonic secret technique, the Longevity Blood Gu!"
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Cultivators who could reach the depths of the Demonic Abyss generally had some skill, but they had 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, in pursuit of eternal life, refined female children born in yin years, yin months, yin hours, and yin moments with insects, evil spirits, and poisons. It could extend one's lifespan."
This refining method was extremely cruel. Female children born in yin years, yin months, yin hours, and yin moments were placed among insects.
After the insects had gnawed away the child's flesh and internal organs, 365 demonic patterns were carved onto the remaining human bones, and then they were soaked in blood for three years.
After the blood had permeated the human bones, the original insects were used to refine them in a cauldron.
After co-refining, a formation was set up to refine the evil spirits into Gu spirits. Then, all of this, along with dozens of poisonous substances, was sealed in an urn for a hundred years to obtain a Longevity Blood Gu.
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At this moment, a noise suddenly came from the side of the tomb path ahead.
In front of a demon god statue, a desiccated corpse appeared.
The desiccated corpse knelt on the ground, clutching the statue with its hands, its expression before death filled with extreme unwillingness.
A familiar person following behind exclaimed, "How could Patriarch Situ have died here? Although his lifespan was nearing its end, his cultivation at the mid-Core Formation stage was not weak at all?"
The feng shui master who had spoken earlier chuckled and continued, "It's precisely because his lifespan was nearing its end that he took a gamble, but it just failed."
Another old family head, also quite old with graying hair, said grimly, "His identity and cultivation level are not important now. What's important is to figure out how he died!"
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"Do we still need to guess?"
"He was probably too greedy and disturbed the Longevity Blood Gu on the sides of the road, causing all the vital energy in his body to be drained!"
The demonic cultivator named Song replied with a cold smile.
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"Longevity Blood Gu?"
"A worm sheds its mortal coil, accompanied by yin souls and fierce ghosts, stealing the essence of the world to extend its master's lifespan…"
At that moment, Mao Changan, the esteemed feng shui master who had been silent, said softly.
Upon seeing this, Wu Jian, though not daring to test it himself, in order to extend their own lifespan, grabbed a rogue cultivator at the early Core Formation stage and threw him out directly.
Unexpectedly, as soon as this unlucky early Core Formation stage 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 like curses or vengeful spirits, suddenly appeared.
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