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After a long silence, Cheng Sangjie spoke first: "This place is strange, everyone should be careful."

As he spoke, he flipped his wrist, revealing a string of red beads. Dozens of agate-like beads, bright red like blood, shimmered with light, creating a hidden world. The beads were inlaid with gold and stone. Regardless of their efficacy, their appearance alone was enough to tell they were extraordinary.

Cheng Sangjie looked at the dim light emitted by two of the beads, turned around and gave detailed instructions to Tushan Xixiang, asking him to take good care of Nan Rongrui.

Nan Rongrui, who was receiving special care, glanced at Lu Zhaozhao, feeling a little embarrassed, and retorted in a low voice.

Cheng Sangji was not annoyed. He just reached out and rubbed her head, saying softly, "Be obedient."

Lu Zhaozhao took in this picture of family affection and thought to himself: Ancient books once said that the demons were brutal, bloodthirsty, and cold-hearted. Now it seems that this is indeed biased. At least these three people in front of him are truly kind.

Perhaps she had been looking for too long, for after giving instructions to his two younger brothers and sisters, Cheng Sangjie turned and walked towards her, stopping three steps away from her.

"Miss Guannan seems to have some doubts?"

"Yes," Lu Zhaozhao answered readily. She shifted her gaze from his face to his wrist, which was hidden by his wide sleeves. She raised an eyebrow and asked, "Your bracelet doesn't look like it was made by the demons, does it?"

"It was made to imitate the human race." Cheng Sangjie answered while raising her hand, allowing the necklace to appear clearly in front of her eyes again.

Lu Zhaozhao didn't expect him to be so open about it. She was a little surprised and looked up at him.

"My tribe lives in Luwu Mountain, where there are many gold and stones, all of which have special powers. Before a child of our tribe is born, the elders will use secret techniques to find the jade stones that are destined for us and create magical instruments."

Cheng Sangjie spoke slowly, as if he was telling an interesting story, but Lu Zhaozhao's focus was not on this.

"Lu Wu?" she asked curiously.

Cheng Sangjie lowered his head and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, a low laugh escaping his throat. "This Luwu is not that Luwu. Luwu Mountain is also known as Luwu Mountain. My tribe often calls the sun the three-legged golden crow, and Luwu means the place where the sun shines. As for Luwu, you are already very familiar with Changyu Lan Mountain."

It's more than just familiarity; they're practically on the verge of fighting. Lu Zhaozhao secretly complained in his heart, but didn't show it on his face. He just nodded in understanding and continued to ask: "Your magic weapon seemed to be unusual just now, so did it notice something?"

"Yes." Cheng Sangjie suppressed his smile and turned his head to look into the depths of the dense forest, his eyes full of meaning. "There are powerful enemies ahead, far more powerful than us."

Lu Zhaozhao understood.

The strength of the third-level monsters has reached the early stage of out-of-body experience, which is naturally far superior to them. Correspondingly, the points obtained from hunting them can be equivalent to nearly twenty second-level monsters. This is also the reason why they came together to cooperate.

But apart from this, Lu Zhaozhao also had selfish motives.

She was already hard to find a rival in the Nascent Soul realm. If she wanted to improve, she had to strive for a higher level. Although there was only one level between the Out-of-Body Realm and the Nascent Soul Realm, the difference was worlds apart.

Only when you reach a desperate situation do you know what you can do.

A bamboo sword stands horizontally in front of him, with scriptures on the sword shining brightly.

Cheng Sangjie looked at the sword in her hand thoughtfully, then immediately lowered his eyes to hide his emotions. He turned to Tushan Xixiang and Nan Rongrui and nodded, indicating that they should move forward.

The four of them stood closely together, taking one step at a time, and only dared to move forward after they had firmly established their footing. They held their breath and slowly approached the interior of the dense forest.

The surroundings were silent, except for the slight friction sound of the leaves brushed against her as she walked past. There was no other unusual sound in the entire forest. If she had not just come out of the illusion and the breath in the space was still flowing, the surrounding environment would probably make her think that she had stepped into a new illusion.

Lu Zhaozhao tried to slow her breathing, to minimize her presence. Her heart was beating rapidly, as if something ahead was calling her, tugging at her mind. She took a deep breath, trying to suppress this inexplicable feeling.

Cheng Sangjie noticed that she was distracted and seemed to want to say something. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he heard a strong sound of wind in his ears.

The four of them immediately became alert, standing back to back, taking out their own magic weapons and ready to fight at any time.

The wind came from all directions, blowing through the forest and hitting the leaves, then gathered together to form a huge vortex, with the wind column reaching the clouds.

There was a rustling sound in his ears, mixed with the calls of a few unknown birds. Lu Zhaozhao tilted his ear, wanting to listen more carefully.

"Arui, what's wrong with you?" Tushan Xixiang's voice came, attracting everyone's attention.

From Lu Zhaozhao's point of view, Nan Rongrui's condition seemed to be a little bad.

Somehow, a dense mass of feathers appeared on her neck, their bluish-green luster reflecting a strange light in the daylight. The closer they got to her face, the clearer the outline of the feathers became, spreading all the way across her face. Her beautiful, upturned eyes became narrow, as if they had lost their ability to focus. A stream of sweat streamed down her forehead, dripping down her cheeks onto her collar.

"What happened?" Lu Zhaozhao didn't know what had happened to Nan Rongrui, but the current situation was very clear. Nan Rongrui must have suffered some attack, so she turned her head to Tushan Xixiang who had been following Nan Rongrui.

Tushan Xixiang was also in a panic at this moment. He shook his head repeatedly and looked at Cheng Sangjie helplessly.

Cheng Sangjie pondered for a moment, channeling his spiritual energy to form seals with his hands. He muttered a few unclear incantations, and the blood-red beads on his wrist suddenly glowed brightly. At the same moment, his finger pointed toward Nan Rongrui's brow. A complex symbol appeared at his fingertips, then immediately disappeared into the space between Nan Rongrui's brows.

After a flash of light, the true energy in Nan Rongrui's body suddenly rushed outward, causing her hair to fly. Then, her eyes regained focus and the feathers on her neck gradually faded away.

"What did you hear?" Cheng Sangjie asked with a frown the moment she woke up.

"It seems to be a cry, and the sound carries a sense of pressure that makes me want to reveal my true form and pay homage to it."

Nan Rongrui had just woken up, and his voice was still weak.

Not only did Cheng Sangjie frown even more tightly, but even Lu Zhaozhao realized that something was wrong.

Nan Rongrui's original form was the ancient demonic beast Guhuo Bird. Legend has it that this bird absorbs obsessions and resentments to increase its cultivation. Its tribe is vast and powerful, ranking among the eight major tribes in the Western Territory, where the weak face no chance of survival. They are also related by marriage to the Gu Diao and Di people. As a legitimate descendant of the Guhuo Bird clan, Nan Rongrui possesses pure blood and exceptional talent, destined to become one of the new leaders of the demonic path.

Even though she was like this, she was shocked by an unknown cry and revealed her true form. It can be seen what kind of terrifying thing is hidden ahead.

The uneasiness in his heart emerged again. Lu Zhaozhao blinked and turned his head inadvertently. The place where the wind column was originally formed seemed to be stained with blood, and the red light in the sky quickly spread around.

In an instant, a strong murderous intent swept through the space. The remaining three people immediately looked sideways. The red light had passed over their heads and spread to a farther place.

"What's happening here!"

Along with Nan Rongrui's scream, the temperature around him suddenly rose and a golden light pierced the sky.

Lu Zhaozhao stared at the direction of the light, and the next moment he and Cheng Sangjie spoke in unison.

"coming!"