God Destroying Pearl

Not long after, Song Yun and Wang Jiuling found a hidden cave entrance not far outside the valley by relying on the dragging marks on the ground and the overturned vegetation.

The entrance to the cave was large enough to accommodate them easily.

They moved cautiously into the cave.

When they went some distance into the cave, they suddenly heard voices coming from the front.

They immediately stopped, hid in the dark, and listened carefully.

A voice said, "Where did you say the blue python went? Why can't we find it in its cave?"

Then, another voice sounded, with a hint of doubt: "Is your information reliable? Don't let me make a wasted trip."

Another voice sounded, seemingly responding to the previous question: "Senior Brother Lin, this information was obtained from the sect's mission hall, so it should be reliable."

Song Yun and Wang Jiuling looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

They realized that these voices were most likely coming from other monks, and they also seemed to be looking for the Blue Spirit Python, perhaps to complete a mission.

Song Yun noticed the subtle changes in the situation and decided to exit the cave first to avoid unnecessary trouble.

He winked at Wang Jiuling, indicating that he should prepare to retreat.

Wang Jiuling immediately understood, and the two of them began to retreat quietly.

However, just as they were about to leave, the man called Senior Brother Lin spoke again: "After you get out of the cave, look around nearby and make sure to find the blue python. It will be of great use to me."

These words made Song Yun and Wang Jiuling even more certain that these cultivators had an urgent need for the Blue Spirit Python.

Song Yun and Wang Jiuling carefully and quickly exited the cave, trying not to make any noise.

But at this moment, an accident happened - Wang Jiuling accidentally stepped on a loose stone, making a crisp sound, which was particularly prominent in the silent cave.

"Who?" Senior Brother Lin behind him immediately asked vigilantly, his voice echoing in the cave.

Song Yun turned to Wang Jiuling and said, "Let's go!"

The two men knew they had been discovered, so they no longer concealed their actions and ran out of the cave at high speed.

The people behind heard the noise and Song Yun's shouting, and immediately realized that someone had sneaked into the cave and was escaping.

They reacted quickly and shouted, "Chase them, don't let them get away!"

Then, hurried footsteps were heard in the cave, and it was obvious that the monks had begun to chase.

Song Yun and Wang Jiuling shuttled through the winding cave, using their preliminary understanding of the cave to try to get rid of their pursuers.

During this tense escape, both of them felt a sense of urgency.

They knew that if they failed to escape from the cave in time, they might face an unpredictable conflict if they were caught up by the monks.

Unexpectedly, the pursuers behind them always seemed to be able to find their tracks accurately and chase them closely.

Song Yun's heart sank. He guessed that there must be a cultivator with strong spiritual awareness behind them who could capture their breath or the subtle clues they left behind.

Not long after, Song Yun and Wang Jiuling finally rushed out of the cave and saw the light of day again. As soon as they stood outside and took a breath, the pursuers behind them also rushed out of the cave.

Song Yun looked carefully and saw that the visitor was wearing the uniform of the Divine Sword Sect, but he was obviously different from ordinary disciples of the Divine Sword Sect. There were special marks on his clothes, indicating that his status or strength was higher.

Following closely behind were five disciples of the Divine Sword Sect. They all had a calm and steady aura and were obviously well-trained monks.

As soon as these people from the Divine Sword Sect came out of the cave, they quickly dispersed and surrounded Song Yun and Wang Jiuling in the middle, forming an encirclement.

Their movements were swift and orderly, and they were clearly no strangers to this type of round-up.

Song Yun and Wang Jiuling stood back to back, vigilantly observing the enemies around them.

Song Yun whispered to Wang Jiuling: "It seems that we are in trouble, prepare to fight."

Wang Jiuling nodded. He had secretly held a few pills in his hands, ready to use when necessary.

Both of them knew that facing a powerful enemy like the Divine Sword Sect, they could not be careless at all.

The leading monk of the Divine Sword Sect looked at Song Yun and Wang Jiuling coldly and said, "You two are quite courageous. Why don't you surrender quickly?"

Facing the tough attitude of the leading monk, Song Yun tried to solve the problem in a peaceful way. He said, "Who are you? We just didn't mean to break in here. We will leave immediately."

The leading cultivator laughed, seemingly not buying into Song Yun's words. He responded coldly, "Unintentional intrusion? I am Lin Jianxiao from the Divine Sword Sect. Leave your storage bags, and I may let you leave."

When Song Yun heard the name, he was stunned. He had never heard of the name Lin Jianxiao.

He turned to look at Wang Jiuling, only to see Wang Jiuling's face change, as if he realized the seriousness of the matter.

Wang Jiuling said softly to Song Yun: "He is Lin Tianjian's third son. It is said that he was born with the spirit of thunder and has practiced the thunder sword technique. His strength should not be underestimated."

Song Yun's heart sank, he knew that Lin Tianjian was the leader of the Divine Sword Sect, and his son Lin Jianxiao possessed thunder spiritual roots and thunder sword skills, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty of their escape.

Song Yun realized that what they were facing was not just a contest of strength, but also a contest of power between the sects behind them.

Song Yun said to Lin Jianxiao, "Mr. Lin, we have no ill intentions and do not want to be enemies with the Divine Sword Sect. There are some important items in the storage bag. Can you be flexible? We are willing to compensate in other ways."

When Lin Jianxiao heard this, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes. He did not intend to let Song Yun and Wang Jiuling go.

He said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense. I'll count to three. If you don't hand over the storage bag, don't blame me for being rude."