I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

Just as Mingchuan and the others disappeared into the depths of the woods, the five people from Yuelun Pavilion who had left earlier came out from behind a thick ancient tree.

The arrogance on the face of the leading monk in a silver brocade robe, Lu Jingming, the Holy Son of Yuelun Pavilion, had long since faded, replaced by a sinister look.

He stared at the direction where Mingchuan and others left, his fingers unconsciously stroking the jade-handled sword at his waist.

"Holy Son, why didn't you just attack? With the cultivation level of the five of us, it would be effortless to deal with them, except for that old Lingxu!"

A cultivator in the middle stage of the Jindan realm behind him asked in confusion, his tone full of unwillingness.

Lu Jingming glanced at him coldly and said, "What do you know? Lingxu, that old fellow, was already at the Nascent Soul stage five hundred years ago. Even though he was trapped in the Demonic Abyss for so long, his foundation is not comparable to ours."

"If we really fight, we might not gain anything, and it will only waste time. The Moon Soul Crystal deep in the secret realm is the key. That thing can help me break through, and we must not let others take it away."

Another cultivator came closer and said, "But the sword in Mingchuan's hand is extraordinary. The golden light that shone on the sword just now made it look like an ancient magical weapon. And the beast cores and spiritual herbs in their hands are also valuable items... It would be a shame to just let them go."

"What a shame?" Lu Jingming's lips curled up into a calculating smile, "When did I say I would let them go? Mingchuan's cultivation is not weak, and he can even attract Lingxu to protect him. If a head-on fight doesn't work, can't he use a trick?"

He turned to look at the cultivator beside him who was best at concealment and setting up restrictions: "Junior Brother Zhao, you will quietly follow them later and set up a soul-splitting formation in the canyon they must pass through. That formation will disrupt people's consciousness and force their team to separate.

When the time comes, we will split into three groups. One group will entangle that old man Lingxu, and the other group will deal with Chu Huai and Lin Ruowei. I will go to meet Mingchuan in person and steal his sword and treasures!

"The Holy Son is wise!" Several people's eyes lit up and they all agreed.

They all knew that the "Soul-Separating Formation" was the Yuelun Pavilion's unique restriction. Once activated, it would cause the cultivators to hallucinate in the formation and automatically leave the team. It would then be easy to defeat them one by one.

A trace of greed flashed in Lu Jingming's eyes. "The sword in Mingchuan's hand looks like the legendary Nine Dragon Sword to me. If I can get such an ancient magical weapon, not to mention the cultivators in the Spirit Realm, even the saints of other sects in the Holy Realm will have to give me some money!"

"He might have other treasures on him, so we must grab them this time."

"What about Senior Lingxu..." Junior Brother Zhao had some concerns. After all, Lingxu's name was widely known in the world of cultivation. If he really offended him, it would probably cause trouble.

"What are you afraid of?" Lu Jingming snorted coldly. "The secret realm is full of dangers. Even if that old Lingxu dies, they can blame it on ferocious beasts or other forces. Who would suspect us, Yuelun Pavilion?"

He paused, then added, "Hurry up and send me a signal after you've set up the formation."

"Remember, we must separate Mingchuan and Lingxu. Without Lingxu's protection, Mingchuan will be like meat on the chopping board, at our mercy!"

"Yes!" Several people responded in unison. Junior Brother Zhao immediately activated his spiritual power, and a faint silver light appeared around his body. His figure instantly disappeared in the woods, and he chased in the direction Mingchuan and others left.

The remaining three followed Lu Jingming and walked towards the depths of the secret realm, preparing to ambush near the canyon, waiting for the formation to be activated so that they could rob.

The woods returned to peace, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind. However, no one knew that a conspiracy against Mingchuan and others had quietly unfolded.

At this moment, Mingchuan felt a little uneasy...

They walked deeper into the secret realm for about half an hour. The spiritual energy in the forest became increasingly dense, and spiritual herbs emitting spiritual light could be seen everywhere on the ground. From the common Qi Condensation Grass to the rare Purple Rhythm Flower, one could be found almost every few steps.

Ye Chuhan followed Mingchuan and never stopped talking. He chattered non-stop, collecting all kinds of gossip from all over the world. Fortunately, he was still bending over to collect while talking, and was not idle.

Chu Huai and Lin Ruowei also had a clear division of labor, sorting the collected spiritual herbs and putting them into storage bags.

The green-faced fox would stop from time to time. With the fox clan's sensitivity to spiritual energy, it could always find rare spiritual herbs hidden behind tree roots or rocks.

Zhenren Lingxu followed at the end, occasionally instructing a few people on how to identify the age of the spiritual herbs, and they seemed to be in harmony.

Mingchuan walked in front, but the uneasiness in his heart did not dissipate. Instead, it became more intense as he went deeper into the secret realm.

He subconsciously tightened his grip on the Nine Dragon Sword and glanced around vigilantly.

The forest was unusually quiet. Even the faint roars of monsters that could be heard before had disappeared. Only the rustling sound of leaves in the wind seemed particularly strange.

"Everyone, be careful, it's too quiet here." Mingchuan stopped and reminded.

But just as he finished speaking, the ground beneath his feet suddenly shook, and then a thick green vine suddenly sprang out from the soil and headed straight for Ye Chuhan!

Ye Chuhan reacted extremely quickly, immediately summoning a wind blade to chop at the vines, but the wind blade only left a shallow mark on the vines. Instead, the vines became even more violent, instantly wrapping around his ankles and dragging him deep into the woods.

"Oh no! It's a spiritual herb with consciousness!" Lingxu Zhenren was horrified. "This is the Soul Devouring Vine. It can devour the spiritual power of cultivators and create illusions. Get out of the way!"

Before he finished speaking, more vines came from all directions, some wrapped around Chu Huai's wrist, and some whipped towards Lin Ruowei!

Just as the green-faced fox was about to cast the fox fire, a vine entangled its waist. Most of its spiritual power was instantly sucked away by the vine, and its face turned pale.

Mingchuan drew out the Nine Dragon Sword and slashed at the vines that were entangled with Ye Chuhan.

The sword flashed, and the vine broke with a sound. The dark green juice splashed on the ground, making a "sizzling" sound!

"Everyone, don't get entangled by the vines! Use your spiritual power to protect your body!" Mingchuan shouted, but at this moment, a layer of light green mist suddenly rose in the forest, and the mist penetrated into the nasal cavity, bringing with it a strange sweet smell.

Mingchuan felt dizzy, and when he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him suddenly changed...!

Ye Chuhan was tightly entangled by the vines, and his body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a handful of ashes!

Chu Huai and Lin Ruowei tried to resist, but were pierced by more vines. Their spiritual energy instantly dissipated, and they fell to the ground, breathless!

The green-faced fox's fox fire was useless against the vines, and it was eventually rolled up into a ball, letting out a shrill scream...

Although Master Lingxu fought hard, he could not resist the vines. His old body gradually lost strength and finally turned into ashes and dissipated!

In just a short moment, all his companions died, leaving Mingchuan alone standing there, surrounded by flying ashes!

The vines continued to surge forward, with the murderous intent of devouring everything.

This...how is this possible? !

"Do not--!"