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Chapter 44 The Stele from Mount Mang

After Wu Tang said that, Wen Yanke was speechless.

He wanted to ask again, but they had already reached above where the demon cultivators were. Wu Tang looked at the team of demon cultivators below, and immediately held his breath and did not ask any more questions.

"Go down and have a look." Wu Tang sent a voice transmission.

Wen Yanke lowered the flying boat and dragged Wu Tang down into the forest.

They concealed their bodies and fell far away tens of meters away from the team of demon cultivators.

Now that they were getting closer, Wu Tang could clearly see that the team of demon cultivators were following each other with no expressions on their faces, and they followed each step in a uniform manner, and they didn't even talk to each other.

It would take at least ten days and a half a month to complete this mountain forest with their way of walking.And they showed no signs of stopping halfway to look for anything.

Wu Tang frowned more and more tightly, and followed behind, not daring to let them go.

Wu Tang didn't dare to release his consciousness for fear of being discovered by them, so he could only observe with naked eyes. After a long time, his eyes became dry, and Wu Tang blinked in discomfort.

However, the moment he opened his eyes, the team of demon cultivators in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Wu Tang was startled, he had been staring at them all the time, he didn't see any spells or talisman movements used by these demon cultivators at all, it was just a blink of an eye and they couldn't move so fast even if they had.

Besides, Wu Tang made sure that his concealment spell could not be seen through by them, and there was no need for them to hide.

"Is it a teleportation formation?" Wu Tang asked via voice transmission.

"It's a formation...but it's very strange here, brother, don't separate from me." Wen Yanke's voice was a little condensed, and even Wu Tang was a little nervous.

Before he finished speaking, he purposely leaned beside Wu Tang, three points closer than before.

The golden bell rang all the way along Wu Tang's journey, and it rang even more when he got here.

Wu Tang took two steps forward, and at the same time, he saw the place where the group of people had just disappeared - a stone monument was treed in the shade of the forest.

The stele was covered with moss, and there was no inscription on the stele, so Wu Tang didn't notice the stele at first.

Wu Tang was observing the stele, and suddenly saw that the soil under the stele suddenly became wet, and it seemed that something was about to come out from below.

The next moment, gurgling blood gushed out from under the stone tablet, and the thick bloody smell permeated the entire mountain forest.

Wu Tang was shocked, and the golden bell on his wrist rang even louder.

The sudden disappearance of those demon cultivators presumably had something to do with the stele.

Subconsciously, he wanted to get closer to see what was unusual about the stele, but when Fang took a step forward, someone grabbed his wrist.

"Don't look at that stele." Wen Yanke's voice came from behind.

Wu Tang covered his eyes with his hands, and Wen Yanke stood behind him, and a faint fragrance came from him, completely blocking his sight.

After Wu Tang's line of sight was blocked, he realized what was unusual about him just now. It seemed that he was controlled by the stele. He had clearly noticed that the stele was not right, but he still wanted to get close to it.

Now that he is awake, Wu Tang is suddenly afraid.

This formation was so real that he didn't react at all.

"Is there a way to break this illusion?" Wu Tang asked.

"This is not an illusion." Wen Yanke's voice came from behind Wu Tang's ear.

Not an illusion?

At this moment, Wen Yanke moved his hand away from Wu Tang's eyes, and he saw the stone tablet in front of him unexpectedly.

The blood flowing out from under the stele turned dark red, and had already spread to Wu Tang's feet, almost covering the soles of his and Wen Yanke's shoes.

Wu Tang suddenly clicked his tongue in disgust, and cast a clear water spell on both him and Wen Yanke, and then Yu Jian took Wen Yanke to sit in the air.

The position of the sword is not high, just enough to allow their feet to fly into the air.

Wu Tang glanced at the stele again, her heart skipped a beat, the stele... seemed to be much closer to them than before.

Wu Tang was in a hurry, cold sweat broke out on his back.

There was a bloody smell all around, and more and more dark red blood poured from the stone tablet underneath, soaking the mountain road they had just walked through with mud.

Even the illusion that Wu Tang encountered in the secret realm last time was not so weird, the bloody smell wrapped in the deadly air permeated the sky, which made him shudder from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing that something was wrong, he hurriedly tried to run away with his sword, but no matter how fast he tried to stay with his sword, the stele was still biting tightly behind them, getting closer and closer to them.

Wu Tang gritted her teeth, took out two instant talismans that could tear space from the storage bag, and handed one to Wen Yanke: "This stele is too evil, let's leave quickly."

These two talismans of his can be passed back directly to the sect, which is extremely rare, even Wu Tang only has these two, so it is quite distressing to take them out.

Wu Tang endured the pain, and decided to use the spell, but Wen Yanke suddenly said: "I have figured out the formation here, if you are afraid, brother, you can go back to the sect and wait for me."

There seemed to be an undercurrent in Wen Yanke's eyes, but Wu Tang only paid attention to the stone tablet behind her and didn't notice it.

Hearing this, Wu Tang subconsciously grabbed Wen Yanke's sleeve, and a look of joy flashed across her eyes: "Then are you sure you can break this formation?"

"It can't be broken, I plan to follow in." Wen Yanke shook her head.

Wu Tang calmed down a little more than before, and said slowly: "Then I will go with you."

After all, he was also reluctant to part with his two instant talismans, but he did not take back the one he had given to Wen Yanke.

Firstly, he is embarrassed to take back what he gave away, and secondly, there are dangers hidden in this mountain.Even if Wen Yanke doesn't use it now, she might need it in the future, and it would be troublesome to take it back.

Wu Tang knew that his junior brother was a prudent person, acted prudently and thoughtfully, and would never take any risks. Although Wu Tang was surprised that he planned to go in this time, after thinking about it, it showed that his junior brother was determined to win this, and there probably would not be any danger inside, so he did it. Let go of my heart.

Wen Yanke turned her head and took a deep look at Wu Tang: "Okay..."

Wu Tang turned Yu Jian's head and flew towards the stele again.

The moment they approached the stele, a strong white light flashed in front of Wu Tang, causing his eyes to hurt and he had to close them.

When Wu Tang opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the sect.

Without the stele, without Mangshan and Wen Yanke behind him, there are only clouds and mist in his sect and fellow sects who come and go.

After a short daze, Wu Tang realized almost instantly - he had that dream again.