God Destroying Pearl

Song Yun was puzzled and asked, "Brother Wang, do you know this jade pendant?"

Wang Jiuling explained: "This is the famous Inquiry Pendant. As long as you inject the breath of the person you want to track into it, it will guide the direction and location of the tracking target. This kind of jade pendant is extremely rare, and I didn't expect Lin Jianxiao to have it."

After hearing Wang Jiuling's explanation about Xunxi Pei, Song Yun suddenly realized it and thought to himself, "No wonder when fighting with Lin Jianxiao, he could always easily find the location and direction where I appeared."

Afterwards, Song Yun divided the items in the storage bag he got from the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect equally with Wang Jiuling.

The two had consumed a lot of resources in the recent battle, so these replenishments came at the right time.

They distributed resources such as spirit stones, spirit talismans and elixirs fairly to ensure that both sides could receive timely supplies.

After the distribution was completed, the two began to rest.

Song Yun found a more comfortable corner, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to regulate his breathing.

He looked inward to check his meridians and the flow of his spiritual energy to make sure everything was normal.

At the same time, he also reviewed the battle with Lin Jianxiao in his mind, thinking about how to improve his combat skills and strategies.

Wang Jiuling also sat down on the other side and began to regulate his breathing.

After a night's rest, Song Yun and Wang Jiuling both felt refreshed, and their physical and spiritual strength had returned to their best condition.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and shone on the entrance of the cave, the two packed up their luggage and prepared to leave.

They walked out of the cave and out of the valley into the morning breeze.

After making sure that there were no other cultivators following them, Song Yun and Wang Jiuling began to fly on their swords, flying towards the plain.

Their figures flashed across the sky, turning into two streams of light, moving at an extremely fast speed, as if they were chasing the rising sun.

During the flight, Song Yun and Wang Jiuling remained vigilant. They used their spiritual sense to explore the surrounding situation from time to time to make sure they were not being followed or encountered any accidents.

At the same time, they also admired the scenery below and felt the freedom and pleasure brought by flying.

After two short rests, the two finally crossed the vast plain and arrived near a village.

They lowered their flight altitude and landed slowly in a forest outside the village to avoid attracting the attention of the villagers.

The tranquility and peace of the village was in stark contrast to the battles they had experienced previously.

Smoke from cooking rises up, the sounds of chickens and dogs can be heard, and the villagers begin their day's work.

Song Yun and Wang Jiuling took a short rest in the woods and discussed their next plan of action.

They decided to stop near the village to replenish some food and water.

In the village, Song Yun and Wang Jiuling found a simple-looking small restaurant and ordered some local specialties.

Although these foods do not contain rich spiritual energy, they are fresh and natural. The cooking methods are simple but retain the original flavor of the ingredients.

After eating, Song Yun said with emotion: "After eating so much food containing spiritual energy, eating these ordinary foods really has a different flavor."

He discovered that although these simple foods could not directly replenish spiritual power like spiritual food, they brought a long-lost sense of familiarity and made his taste buds experience a different kind of joy.

After listening to Song Yun's words, Wang Jiuling nodded in agreement.

He also felt the unique charm of this ordinary food.

For monks like them who have been eating spiritual food for a long time, occasionally tasting mortal food can indeed bring a different kind of enjoyment.

Not long after, Song Yun and Wang Jiuling simply replenished their food and water in the village and prepared to leave the village and continue their journey towards Qingyun Sect.

When they walked out of the village and were about to fly away on their swords, Song Yun suddenly felt something in his storage bag seem to be beating, and it trembled as if it had life.

But the feeling was fleeting and soon disappeared.

Song Yun was shocked and confused. He stopped what he was doing and carefully checked the storage bag.

The storage bag contained their belongings, including the spoils obtained from the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, as well as some of their own necessities.

Song Yun used his spiritual sense to check the storage bag, but found nothing unusual.

He thought about it and felt that it might be his illusion, or that something in the storage bag was vibrating slightly due to the fluctuation of spiritual power.

He decided not to delve into it for now, and chose to continue their journey.

He said to Wang Jiuling: "Brother Wang, let's go."

Wang Jiuling nodded, and the two of them flew up on their swords and left the village.

Their figures drew two streaks of light in the sky and moved towards their next destination.

After they left, the village returned to its former tranquility.

After a period of continuous travel, Song Yun and Wang Jiuling finally arrived at the outskirts of the Tiger Roaring Mountains.

Song Yun stood at the entrance of the mountain range, looking at the rolling hills in front of him, and said to Wang Jiuling: "Brother Wang, after crossing this mountain range, we will reach our Qingyun Sect."

There was a hint of excitement in his tone, because it meant that they were not far from their destination.

Since they were already close to Qingyun Sect, and this mountain range was not known for the presence of powerful monsters, the two decided to travel overnight in order to reach Qingyun Sect as soon as possible.

They knew that once they entered the Qingyun Sect's sphere of influence, they would be safer.

Then, the two of them stepped into the Tiger Roaring Mountains.

In the night, the surrounding trees and rocks cast mottled shadows.

Suddenly, a dark shadow attacked Song Yun from the darkness. The movement was so stealthy and swift that it almost caught people off guard.

Song Yun's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly used the ability to teleport, disappearing from the spot.

After standing still again in the distance, Song Yun's eyes were fixed on the mysterious attacker.

The visitor was dressed in black and had a black veil covering his face, revealing only a pair of fierce eyes.

These eyes flashed coldly in the night, revealing a desire for killing.

The attacker did not rush to attack again, but looked at Song Yun.

Song Yun realized that if he had not been warned and reacted quickly, he would have been seriously injured or even killed in this raid.

Although Song Yun was alert in his heart, he remained calm on the surface. He asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"