Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

“Damn it! It must have been those beasts from the Incense Fire Dao! I don’t understand why the Sect Master doesn’t let us act. If we allied with the other four sects, we could easily wipe out those bastards from the Incense Fire Dao!”

One cultivator spoke with resentment in his voice.

The leading cultivator frowned and said:

“Alright, enough. The Sect Master had his reasons for this decision. Let’s go find Junior Brother Xiong’s remains, perhaps we can still find them.”

“However… it is a bit strange. In the past, as soon as we arrived here, the people from the Incense Fire Dao would immediately rush over. Today, they haven’t shown up yet.”

“What’s so strange aboutthat? Those beasts, probably took a severe hit fighting with Junior Brother Xiong earlier. They must be hiding now to recover.”

Someone dismissively said.

But the leading cultivator merely shook his head, unable to think of any other possibilities.

The five of them then flew down the mountain.

On a desolate hill located four hundred miles from Luolan Mountain.

Looking at the exhausted cultivators beside him due to their enduring sprint, Wang Ba quietly exhaled a breath of relief.

To prevent being captured by the Incense-burning Dao Cultivators while being separated, hence leaking information,

everyone gathered on the way back.

Thankfully, so far, the journey back has been smooth.

Aside from encountering two waves of Incense-burning Dao Cultivators and that cultivator from Mountain Sea Sect, they hadn’t encountered anyone else.

” If we head northwest for another twelve hundred miles, we should be safe.”

“But it’s best if we take this route. This is where the Incense Fire Dao’s strength is weakest, and it’s a route we often take.”

Hua Meng was flipping through the map. Pointing at a spot on the map, he spoke.

Wang Ba nodded in agreement: “Let everyone rest a bit, then we’ll move on together.”

“But only for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.”

Rushing a long journey may lead to disastrous consequences if an ambush catches them off-guard because of depleted mana and poor condition.

Therefore, although Wang Ba was eager to return, he would stop every now and then to rest and recover.

Thankfully, they hadn’t encountered any Incense-burning Dao Cultivators on the way, nor had the expected Mountain Sea Sect cultivators shown up. The journey was much simpler than expected.

An incense-burning time later.

After Wang Ba finished his adjustment, his condition was largely recovered, so he gave the order for everyone to move on.

By now, no one dared to defy Wang Ba’ s orders, and this was exactly what everyone wanted.

So they set off again.

However, what puzzled Wang Ba was that they still did not encounter any Incense-burning Dao Cultivators on the way.

Even when passing some towns, it could be sensed that many followers of the Incense Fire Dao reside there, but there were no cultivators.

This caused Wang Ba to feel an inexplicable unease.

Before long, Wang Ba’s spiritual sense caught a whiff of something amiss, and he abruptly raised his hand:

“Everyone stop!”

All quickly halted. Hua Meng immediately flew over to Wang Ba:

“Senior.”

Wang Ba didn’t speak, his face solemn as he flew forward a distance.

Hua Meng, not understanding why, commandeered his flying tool and followed Wang Ba.

However, when he passed a dense grove of trees and saw the sight before him, he felt an uncontrollable urge to heave in his stomach.

In front of him.

It was a veritable living hell!

Everything was bathed in red!

Limbs and organs were strewn everywhere; eyeballs, severed fingers, intestines…

Some belonged to Incense-burning Dao Cultivators, but more belonged to Tianmen Cult cultivators!

But when Hua Meng’s eyes swept over a mangled body, he froze instantly. “ZhuZiji?!”

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