Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Song Wen was shocked when he saw the corpse of the second-order dark fox in the coffin, but the expressions of Gou Jun and the other five people were much more complicated.

There was both incredible consternation, deep reluctance, and even a bit of anger.

They went through all kinds of hardships to come here for the blood of fallen immortals and the opportunity to transform into gods.

However, the fact was like a cold joke, shattering all their illusions and hopes.

Gou Jun, Yang Yu, and Mi Hai stopped attacking the formation controlled by Mo Yexue at the same time, staring at the sarcophagus with wide eyes.

"How is this possible?"

"Why is it just a second-level monster corpse?"

"Where's the blood of the fallen immortals?"

Although Mo Yesue was also extremely disappointed, she knew that this was not the time for sadness and anger.

She conspired with Lan Chen to monopolize the blood of fallen immortals that might exist in the sarcophagus, which already made Gou Jun and the others furious.

But right now, the blood of fallen immortals does not exist at all. This will undoubtedly add fuel to the fire and will bring the anger of Gou Jun and the others to its peak.

Gou Jun and the other three are likely to vent their anger on her and Lan Chen.

Mo Yesue raised her hand, put away the nine-hand formation flag, and ducked to Lan Chen's side.

Lan Chen looked at Gou Jun and the others warily, but couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes.

She and Mo Yexue not only offended Gou Jun and the others, but they also used a forbidden-breaking bead and a drop of All Souls Immortal Dew. In the end, their efforts were in vain. It could be said that they lost both their wives and their troops.

In Lan Chen's hand, he held an ancient talisman with an earthy yellow luster.

This talisman is called the 'Escape Talisman', and it was passed down from the ancestors of the Hehuan Sect.

There is only one in the entire Hehuan Sect, and even in the entire world of immortality.

The Earth Escape Talisman can help monks move freely through rocks, just like fish swimming in the sea and birds flying in the sky, free and unobstructed.

She and Mo Yexue originally planned to get rid of Gou Jun and others with this talisman after obtaining the blood of the Fallen Immortal.

Gou Jun, Yang Yu, and Mi Hai moved their eyes away from the sarcophagus and focused on Lan Chen and Mo Yesue. The cold light flashing in his eyes was like the most biting frost in winter, extremely cold.

The air around him seemed to be tightly grasped by invisible hands, suddenly becoming heavy and oppressive, and a chilling air arose spontaneously.

Just then.

The sarcophagus on the high platform suddenly changed.

A wisp of black smoke curled up from the sarcophagus.

Black smoke floated above the sarcophagus, slowly condensing into a human-shaped shadow.

The shadow was very blurry, and its face could not be clearly seen. It could only be vaguely seen that it was an old man with an immortal demeanor.

Gou Jun and the other five suddenly looked tense and stared at the shadow warily.

They felt an aura of divine consciousness in Xu Ying, which could only be possessed by monks in the transformation stage.

The phantom in front of him was clearly a being in the realm of transformation into gods.

"You don't need to panic. I am just a trace of my spiritual consciousness left here. I am not a threat to you. I have no ill intentions in leaving me here. I just want to see how many years it will take to have descendants. Set foot here.”

Xuying said slowly, with a majestic tone that looked down upon all living beings.

He changed the subject and continued, "However, you juniors are really a little disappointed. It's pitiful that the glorious God Blood Sect has been buried for tens of thousands of years before it can be seen again."

Seeing that the shadow was indeed not much of a threat, the five of them slowly felt relieved.

"I dare to ask, senior, what do you mean by 'the glory of the Divine Blood Sect'?" Gou Jun asked.

Xuying said, "Of course it's the Minghu in this sarcophagus. This is the biggest gain of our Divine Blood Sect in the Tianyuan world."

"Senior, this is obviously just an ordinary dead fox corpse, why do you pay so much attention to it?" Gou Jun said.

Xuying said, "This is indeed just an ordinary corpse. But its appearance is an act of repairing the sky and helping the world. It is so powerful that you are not qualified to know it."

Gou Jun and the other five had no interest in Xu Ying's talk.

Even if the dark fox in the sarcophagus has saved this world and all the people in the world. At this time, it was just an ordinary corpse and had no value to everyone.

"Senior, I wonder what the blood of fallen immortals is? Where can I find the blood of fallen immortals?" Gou Jun asked.

"Blood of the Fallen Immortal!" There seemed to be a smile on Xuying's slightly blurry face.

"It turns out that you are here for this thing. Yes, for your current cultivation level, the blood of the Immortal Fall is indeed a rare treasure. However, I am afraid you will be disappointed. The Immortal Fall in the Divine Blood Palace The blood was used up before I ascended and left this world. As for the origin of the blood of the immortal, you are also not qualified to know."

Gou Jun and others' faces suddenly turned earth-colored.

Xuying's words were like a death sentence to them. The faint hope of advancing to become a god was completely shattered in their hearts.

At this time, I heard the shadow speak again.

"However, I remember that there should be some residual blood of fallen immortals in this world. Where did it come from? It was so long ago that I can't remember it at the moment."

"Bang."

There was a muffled sound.

It turned out to be Gou Jun.

He bent his legs and knelt on the ground.

"I beg you, senior, to inform this junior about the whereabouts of the fallen immortal blood. This junior will definitely remember your senior's great kindness in this lifetime."

After Gou Jun finished speaking, he kowtowed.

It hit the ground and made a loud banging sound.

"I beg you, senior, to inform this junior and others about the whereabouts of the blood of the fallen immortal."

The other four people also knelt down and worshiped.

"Hehe..." The shadow's tone was slightly disdainful, "You don't even know my name, how can you remember my kindness?"

The five people were stunned. Just when they were about to ask, they heard the shadow say again.

"Remember, my name is 'Xu Geng', and I am the deputy leader of the God Blood Sect. There should still be some blood of the fallen immortals in the Ten Thousand Beasts Hall."

When they heard this, a trace of confusion appeared in their eyes.

"Senior, where is the Ten Thousand Beasts Hall?" Gou Jun asked hurriedly.

Xu Geng did not answer again, and his eyes looked to the west.

That was the direction where Song Wen and Xue Mei were hiding.

"There is actually a little guy hiding in the dark, and I almost didn't find it. But why does your breath make me feel a little familiar."

After Xu Geng finished speaking, his figure gradually began to dissipate.

"Alas! I wanted to say a few more words to you. Unfortunately, even with the warmth of the treasure, after tens of thousands of years, this divine consciousness has become extremely weak and is about to dissipate."

"Senior, where is the Ten Thousand Beasts Hall?" Gou Jun asked anxiously.

Xu Geng ignored him and whispered.

"I almost forgot that there is a little thing in this cave. Some of you should be interested. Maybe you will fight for it."

There was a hint of gloating in Xu Geng's voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he completely dissipated in the air.

The five people suddenly stood up and stared at the mid-air where Xu Geng dissipated, with complicated expressions.

What others did not notice was that when Xu Geng mentioned the 'Ten Thousand Beasts Hall', a strange light flashed in Yang Yu's eyes.