Chapter 79

"Alright! Let's go in quickly!"

Jiang Feixue nodded, rubbed his hands together, and immediately took the lead, walking into the evil pit.

Su Shier followed closely behind. As soon as he stepped in, he felt a chill and evil aura rush towards him.

The evil aura invaded, making his body hair stand on end, giving him an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

"Brother Zhu, this evil aura is mixed with a large amount of impure and murky energy. If this murky energy enters the body, it will taint a cultivator's true essence. You can open the Yang Umbrella; it is a supreme yang treasure, the perfect counter to this murky energy."

As Jiang Feixue's voice sounded, Su Shier decisively took out the Yang Umbrella.

True essence infused into it, and the Yang Umbrella trembled slightly, immediately opening.

A surge of yang energy enveloped both him and Jiang Feixue.

Immediately, he felt his body become light, and he felt incredibly relaxed.

"Brother Jiang, let's go!"

Just as he was about to continue deeper with Jiang Feixue, a sound of footsteps came from behind.

The two instinctively turned to look.

They saw a group of twenty people hurrying over.

These twenty people were all dressed in white robes, each with a dignified and extraordinary aura.

At the front was a tall, middle-aged man with a bronze complexion and a face as sharp as if carved by a knife.

The man had thick eyebrows and large eyes, with a deep and stern gaze. His cultivation was at the ninth level of the Qi Condensation stage, as solid as a mountain.

As soon as he stepped into the evil pit, he threw a fiery red circular canopy into the air. The canopy rose, emitting a fiery red glow that enveloped the twenty people.

"Which force are these people? They actually have such a supreme defensive treasure!"

Su Shier's eyes widened in surprise.

He could see at a glance that the fiery red canopy was an excellent defensive magical tool. Even if it wasn't a pseudo-spiritual tool, it was a top-tier supreme magical tool.

Compared to his Yang Umbrella, it was on par, and even a bit stronger!

Beside him, Jiang Feixue's body trembled slightly, and a look of panic flashed in his eyes.

He quickly reached out and tugged at Su Shier's arm, saying hurriedly, "Brother Zhu, let's go!"

As he spoke, he pulled Su Shier's arm and walked onto a deserted narrow path.

Behind them, the bronze-complexioned middle-aged man also noticed their presence.

His gaze fell on Jiang Feixue's back, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Master, is there a problem with those two?" A long-faced cultivator in his fifties hurriedly asked the man.

"Nothing, have you found any clues about Xue'er yet?" The man shook his head and then asked.

The long-faced cultivator quickly replied, "According to the people at the market's forging shop, Miss Xue'er did come here. A few days ago, she said she was going to forge something and went out to find materials. She hasn't returned since."

"I've already arranged for people to search for her. There should be news in a few days! Miss Xue'er is smart and resourceful; she will be fine."

"Hmph! When we find her this time, I'll make her pay!" The man nodded solemnly and then added, "Let's go. If we can really find the Golden Holy Spring, we can also quickly enhance that little girl's strength."

With that, the man led his group deeper into the evil pit.

Su Shier didn't say much and followed Jiang Feixue forward.

They walked until they were in a deserted area, and then he squinted his eyes and turned to Jiang Feixue, asking,

"Brother Jiang, do you know those people?"

"No... I don't know them. They are just many, and if we want to find the treasure, we need to take a shortcut and get there first!"

Jiang Feixue shrank his neck, shook his head hurriedly, and then put on a confident look.

"Alright!" Su Shier nodded and didn't ask further.

But he was also aware that Jiang Feixue probably had some connection with those people.

The two continued along the narrow path.

Midway, they saw several corpses lying haphazardly on the road ahead. Su Shier stopped in his tracks.

"Huh... Are those... cultivator corpses?!" Jiang Feixue also saw the situation, exclaimed, and stopped.

"From the looks of it, these people have been dead for some time!" Su Shier squinted his eyes, activating the Heavenly Eye Technique to observe the scene.

With the Heavenly Eye Technique, he could clearly see that these corpses contained astonishing yin energy, making him instantly alert!

His true essence was secretly accumulating, ready to flee at any moment.

"Strange! This place is so remote, how could so many people die here? And they don't have any obvious wounds?!"

Jiang Feixue looked surprised, stepped forward, and began to investigate.

These corpses showed no signs of life, but there were no visible fatal wounds, which left her greatly puzzled.

She propped her chin in her hand, her eyes sparkling with intelligence.

Just as Jiang Feixue approached one of the corpses, Su Shier clearly noticed that the yin energy within the corpse began to fluctuate violently.

"Watch out, Brother Jiang!"

Su Shier's face changed, and he quickly warned.

"Huh?" Jiang Feixue was taken aback and didn't have time to react.

The corpses on the ground suddenly sprang up, spewing black evil energy from their mouths.

The corpse closest to Jiang Feixue, with its fingers forming a claw, nails gleaming with a dark green light, lunged at Jiang Feixue's shoulder with lightning speed.

"Thud! Ah..."

A muffled sound, Jiang Feixue's body trembled, and his shoulder instantly became a bloody mess, a deep, bleeding wound appearing.

The pain made her scream, her face turning as white as snow, and sweat beads covering her forehead.

The claw attack didn't stop there. The corpse bared its fangs and lunged at Jiang Feixue's delicate, white neck.

"Damn!" Su Shier's eyes turned cold, and he used the Phantom Step, appearing beside Jiang Feixue in an instant.

Before the corpse could attack again, he swung his silver sword, a sword beam directly sending the corpse flying.

At the same time, Jiang Feixue's body went limp, and she fell to the ground.

Su Shier quickly caught her, asking, "Brother Jiang, how do you feel?"

Before he got a response from Jiang Feixue, the corpse that had landed nearby sprang up again, its eyes glowing with a cold, blue light, and it charged at Su Shier.

Behind it, over ten other corpses locked their gazes on Su Shier.

"Roar!"

The over ten corpses emitted low, eerie roars, baring their fangs and forming their fingers into claws.

As they ran, a terrifying cold wind followed.

Su Shier's expression was grave, clearly feeling the increased consumption of true essence by the Yang Umbrella.

"Brother Zhu, run! These are cultivated corpses, with strength comparable to high-level beasts. You are no match for them!"

At this moment, Jiang Feixue suddenly lifted his head, looking weak, and shouted to Su Shier.

After speaking, her body went limp, and she completely collapsed, falling unconscious.