Chapter 385
After the prying eyes of those spiritual senses, all the machines at the scene stopped working, and the flying plates and brooms were slowly drifting towards Mu Lan.

Each magic weapon is inlaid with shiny spar, which was also seen on the head of the previous iron puppet. Mu Lan thinks this should be a source of power, perhaps a condensed spirit stone.

"We've been discovered, let's move on," Mu Lan said.

One of the sources of spiritual consciousness suddenly discovered that those strange intruders disappeared. A moment later, a monk in silver robes appeared instantly.

His age looks equally young, but no one will underestimate his strength, and several people are hidden in the field of nothingness, motionless.

The man frowned and looked at where the others were, but there was nothing there.

"Strange."

He said to himself, then sniffed at the tip of his nose.

Mu Lan and the others started to leave the place lightly and approached the stone steps.

Seeing how cautious they were, Segus couldn't help but sneered mockingly.

The cultivator continued to leave his consciousness outside and carefully searched every corner here, but gradually, his expression began to look strange, as if he found it incredible.

"What about people?"

At this time, Mu Lan had already left this place. She turned her head and looked at the monk again, thinking that if she was targeted by such a strong person, everyone present would probably have to confess here.

Everyone here is a master of the realm of deification and transformation. In Dongji Prefecture, where the cultivation base is stagnant, it is big news to have a monk like Daoist Yunxiao, but ordinary disciples of Penglai Xianzong have such strength.

The more you go up, the more you feel the abnormal climate. It stands to reason that the temperature here will decrease as the temperature increases, but the surrounding climate is very warm, and the sun is not dazzling.

This hit Zhao Ziyu's blind spot of thinking. No matter how strong the sci-fi sense is, those miraculous magic tools are still within his thinking range, but if Xianzong can even control the climate, it would be a bit too scary.

"What kind of opponent are we fighting against?"

Mu Lan was very silent along the way, and most of the structures from here to the top of the mountain were mentioned by Seggs, so she didn't look too shocked when she saw things that were far beyond common sense.

The reason why she seemed a little preoccupied was because of what Seggs said.

"I smell a familiar scent."

As a special creature from the Well of the Abyss, although Segas is full of interest in all the disputes in the world, there is only one place where he can stop his teasing and become serious in an instant.

The smell Seggs is familiar with can only be the Well of the Abyss. When the old ruler Saratos appeared, he said the same sentence.

But this is the spiritual world, a world of cultivation where spiritual energy nurtures all things, and a world of reincarnation that is inextricably linked to ancient civilizations.

Why does the power of the abyss appear from here?A thing that can make even Seggs fearful is obviously an existence at the same level as Saratos.

"I don't know what this existence is, and this familiar smell is very distant and ethereal." Seggs said: "Sometimes I even think it's an illusion."

He rarely showed doubts, "But when I stood at the top, I was sure what I thought in my heart, it really exists."

"Is it another evil god?" Mu Lan thought about it, "Could it be that the reason for the disappearance of the spiritual energy in the Lingyin world comes from this?"

Seggs remained silent and did not answer, but Mu Lan suddenly thought of something and immediately looked at him.

"You said that your Abyss clan can survive as long as you absorb energy. You have a unique way of converting energy."

"Could this be the same for this existence? It is crazily absorbing the aura of the hidden spirit world."

"I don't deny this possibility." Seggs was noncommittal, and then fell silent again.

"Your abilities have recovered a lot, and your memory has also recovered." Mu Lan said: "The evil god and your people live together in the well of the abyss, but you are hostile to each other. Why?"

Segues glanced at Mu Lan lightly, and through the pure black pupils, he could vaguely see a trace of blood.

"about this issue."

"My memory is still fragmented. If I recall, I will tell you."

After finishing speaking, Segus continued to remain silent. Before reaching the top of the mountain, he didn't say another word. The hidden connection between the host and the demon seemed to be closed.

Mu Lan felt that he was hiding something, and couldn't help but feel strange. The devil was becoming more and more independent, and there were already signs of losing control.

As several people continued to speed up, the top of the mountain was already visible when they looked up. This fairy mountain that pierces into the sky turned out to have an end.

The sky has darkened. Looking down from the sky, the clouds seem to be stepping on my feet, and they have been dyed crimson by the setting sun.

The continuous climbing caused a great loss of physical fitness. Except for Gu Qingyuan who was more relaxed behind Zhao Ziyu's back, everyone was a little out of breath.

But fortunately, everyone is not taking the real mountain road. The infrastructure of Penglai Xianzong is also very strong, with wide white stone steps almost circling to the top of the mountain.

After nightfall, there are no buildings on the upward mountain, and naturally there will be no stone steps connecting the buildings, but Mu Lan knows that there is a magnificent palace at the highest point of the mountain through Seggs' report.

That is the highest point of the entire Penglai Immortal Sect, and it is also the source of the spiritual energy of the Lingyin World according to Ye Lingyu's calculations.

"There is no way, we need to climb up." Zhao Ziyu raised his head and said after putting down Gu Qingyuan carefully.

"Sarges will fly me up. It will be more convenient for people to move behind. Just wait where you are." Mu Lan confessed, "I will go back as soon as I go. If you are discovered by the Xianzong monks, don't resist, just teleport away." "

"Where to teleport back?" Zhao Ziyu knew that many places had been covered by the magic circle along the way, but there were almost no absolutely safe places in the entire Xianzong.

"Go find Ye Lingyu."

"Okay." Zhao Ziyu nodded, "You have to be more careful, remember to run away if there is a situation, there is no pity if you don't get the karma point."

"That's right!" Lin Yiyi also became worried: "We must protect ourselves first!"

Ah Feng also nodded to Mu Lan, and after Mu Lan bid farewell to the group of partners, Seggs took her into the air.

Flying at such a high speed, the air hit her face fiercely. The feeling of flying was not so wonderful. Facing the rushing air, Mu Lan simply released a Thrall Shield.

The palace on the top of the mountain is huge, but it seems to be due to lack of repair and protection. The appearance is somewhat dilapidated, and most of the glazed tiles are broken.

The buildings here are different from those under the mountain. It is more accurate to describe it as a temple, because the walls here are astonishingly high, and the square in the center is more like an altar, where a majestic statue stands.

It was a statue of a male monk. His face seemed to have been eroded by countless years, and it was already blurred. Only the long beard on the lower jaw could be vaguely seen.

Under the bright moonlight, the top of the mountain was strangely quiet. There were no iron puppets or Xianzong guards here. There was only a dilapidated temple and the weather-beaten statue.

(End of this chapter)

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