God Destroying Pearl

"Look, those flying insects seem to be very afraid of light. Every time the flame burns over, they will subconsciously avoid it. And the green mucus seems to lose its corrosive effect under strong light." Another monk shouted at this time.

When everyone heard it, they thought it made sense.

Ling Rufeng immediately decided: "In this case, let's concentrate our strength and cast strong light spells together to break out in one direction. It's better than sitting here and waiting to die."

Everyone nodded and performed their own light magic.

For a moment, all kinds of dazzling lights lit up from everyone's hands, gathering together to form an extremely dazzling beam of light, rushing towards a relatively weak part of the Nether Bee Swarm.

The Nether Bee Swarm was indeed afraid of the strong light and moved to both sides, resulting in a gap in the encirclement.

"Now, let's go!"

Ling Rufeng shouted and rushed towards the gap first.

Everyone followed closely behind, using their skills to rush away into the distance.

After the Nether Bee Swarm reacted, it chased after them again.

Fortunately, with the help of strong light, everyone temporarily created some distance and finally got rid of the entanglement of the Nether Bee Swarm and continued to move towards their destination.

Not long after, everyone finally found a relatively safe open space to rest.

This open space is surrounded by some tall trees, whose lush branches and leaves are intertwined together, as if forming a natural big umbrella.

Everyone looked tired, some were sitting on the ground, and some were leaning against tree trunks with their eyes closed.

Everyone had scars on their bodies, their clothes were tattered, and they looked in a miserable state.

In this silent atmosphere, a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building slowly raised his head. His face was slightly pale, his eyes were filled with a mixture of fear and fatigue, and his lips trembled slightly, breaking the silence.

"I... I regret coming here. When we set out, there were ten of us. We were talking and laughing, and we were all looking forward to finding some precious treasures in the ancient monk's cave. We thought that even if this trip was difficult, it would all be worth it as long as we could gain something." He said with a hoarse and helpless voice.

As he spoke, he slowly looked around at the few people left, his eyes revealing deep sadness, and continued: "But look at us now, there are only six of us left. I feel like my life is hanging on the edge of a knife, and I don't know when it will end. If I don't return, I'm afraid I will really die here and never be able to go back."

At this point, his voice was tinged with tears, and the despair in his eyes became more intense, as if he had already seen his tragic end of being buried in Yunyin Mountain.

After a pause, he seemed to have finally made up his mind. He gritted his teeth, stood up, clasped his fists towards everyone, and said with a guilty look on his face, "I really don't have the courage to go on. I have decided not to move forward. I'm sorry, everyone. I was greedy for the treasure, but I didn't have the ability to do it. I also caused trouble for everyone to take care of me along the way."

After that, he bowed deeply to everyone, then raised his head, his eyes full of apology, and said again: "I'm sorry."

He was ready to turn around and leave. The movement of turning seemed extremely slow, and each step seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, but it also revealed a sense of determination. After all, in his mind at this moment, saving his life was the most important thing.

At this time, a cultivator in the late foundation building stage hurriedly stood up, took a few quick steps, and shouted to the cultivator who was about to leave: "Daoyou Cui, please stay!"

The sound was particularly loud in this quiet open space, attracting everyone's attention.

The monk who called out was named Xu Ran. He looked at the monk surnamed Cui sincerely and said, "I will go with you. The danger along the way is beyond my imagination, and I am also very scared. Let's go back together. At least we can have someone to look after us. It is safer than going alone."

As he spoke, he walked over to Fellow Daoist Cui and patted him on the shoulder, as if to encourage each other. In fact, his heart was filled with fear, but when he saw someone was about to leave, he didn't want to take any more risks.

Seeing this, another cultivator in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment in the team hesitated for a moment, a look of struggle showing on his face, but soon, fear took over and he quickly stood up.

"I have also decided not to move forward. I will return with you. This Yunyin Mountain is too scary, and I don't want to gamble with my life anymore. Even if I can't get those treasures, as long as I can return alive, it will be fine."

As he spoke, he walked towards the two of them, his eyes full of desire to leave this place, and his pace unconsciously quickened a bit.

Ling Rufeng stood aside, watching all this quietly, feeling mixed emotions.

He knew very well that it had not been easy for everyone along the way and that everyone was under tremendous pressure. It was only natural for these people to choose to leave at this moment. After all, everyone wanted to save their own lives.

He sighed softly, then raised his head, his eyes swept across the faces of the three people, and slowly said: "Since you have all made your decision, I will not try to keep you. I just hope that you can be careful along the way and leave Yunyin Mountain smoothly."

The three were moved when they heard Ling Rufeng's words. They bowed to Ling Rufeng and the others who were still in the team and said gratefully, "Thank you for your concern, Brother Ling. We will be careful and wish you can find the treasure successfully and return safely."

After saying that, they turned around and walked back the way they came.

Soon, the three figures who chose to leave gradually merged into the white fog around them, leaving only a slight sound of footsteps echoing in the air.

After a while, even the sound of footsteps disappeared completely.

At this moment, there are only three people left in the team of ten: Ling Rufeng, Song Yun, and a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of foundation building named He Zhizong.

Several people looked at each other and saw determination in each other's eyes. Although the team suddenly became so thin, none of them had the slightest intention of retreating.

Everyone rested for a while, checked the magic weapons and elixirs they carried with them, and after confirming that there were no problems, they continued to move forward according to the instructions on the map.

Along the way, the atmosphere was particularly solemn. There was no longer the lively discussions that they had when they were together before. There were only the steady footsteps of the three people and the occasional calls of birds and beasts in the mountains.

Not long after, several people found the corpses of several level four monsters in a slightly open area.

The monsters fell to the ground in a mess, and the grass around their huge bodies was crushed to the ground. The blood had dried up and turned dark red, leaving mottled marks on the ground.

The monsters' originally majestic appearance was no longer there. There were obvious wounds on their fur, and the flesh at the wounds were turned inside out, looking horrifying.

The most crucial thing is that the monster's demon core has been dug out, leaving only empty wounds.

Ling Rufeng hurried forward, squatted down and carefully examined the monster's corpse.

"All the monsters were killed in one blow. The spiritual power remaining in their wounds was extremely pure and powerful. This should be the work of a Jindan cultivator. It seems we have taken the right route. This Jindan cultivator should also be heading towards the ancient cultivator's cave. We have to speed up." He frowned slightly, with a solemn look in his eyes, and spoke as he checked.

After saying that, he stood up, dusted himself off, and took out a map from his storage bag.

After comparing the surrounding environment, he looked along the route on the map, and his expression became more focused.

After a moment, Ling Rufeng raised his head with a look of joy.

"According to the map, there is a valley ahead. Our destination should be there."

When He Zhizong heard this, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes and he clenched the magic weapon in his hand.

"Then we have to hurry over there. Maybe we can find the treasure before those Jindan monks."

Song Yun didn't say anything, but just nodded slightly.

He knew in his heart that the valley must be full of dangers. Even if he reached his destination, it was still unknown whether he could successfully obtain the treasure. However, he had no time to think too much at the moment and could only take it one step at a time.

So the three of them quickened their pace and headed towards the valley indicated on the map.