Starting with the Magic Absorption Technique: I swept through the fantasy world.

After saying that, he took out the glass bottle he had just obtained and looked at it. Inside, the elixir was struggling restlessly, but because Wang Mu had put a restriction on the glass bottle, it could only struggle for a moment and had no chance to escape.

Just then, the group of anacondas that had fled earlier rushed back after seeing the golden light. They looked at the throne on the steps with reverence and quietly lay down on the spot.

“Great Lord, we have finally seen your glory once again. We have all missed you so much,” the King of the Anacondas said, tears streaming down his face.

Upon hearing this, Wang Mu merely glanced at it silently before turning back to stare intently at the throne on the platform. The two people, the ghost, and a group of pythons stood waiting in that spot.

Two days and two nights passed, and suddenly, the throne on the platform once again emitted the same dazzling light as before. A sacred aura descended, and a figure appeared on the throne—none other than Xiao Chuan, who had disappeared earlier.

"Welcome, new master. From now on, please feel free to give me any orders. I will be your most loyal servant," the King of the Anaconda said, looking at Xiao Chuan with adoration.

Wang Mu was taken aback by this, and a sense of unease crept into his heart: "It seems that Xiao Chuan has already completed the inheritance, but I don't know if he is still the real him now."

"Genius...I did it...I succeeded."

Xiao Chuan, his face filled with tears of excitement, rushed from his throne to Wang Mu and spoke, his previous domineering aura completely gone.

“Genius… The owner of this tomb is called Ten Thousand Serpents Celestial Venerable. In his lifetime, he was a Transcending Tribulation Realm cultivator and a master alchemist. There are many treasures in this tomb. Genius, I will take you to find them now.”

"it is good."

"This is the space created by the Celestial Serpent before his death. It can be taken out and released by this Serpent Lord's Ring in my hand."

Noticing the surprised expressions on Wang Mu and the others' faces, Xiao Chuan spoke frankly to them.

She owed this opportunity entirely to Wang Mu, and going back a bit further, she might not even be alive now if it weren't for Wang Mu.

Xiao Chuan obtained this inheritance entirely because of his belief that he would not become a burden to Wang Mu in the future, and he risked his life to complete this inheritance.

Meanwhile, the many magical beasts in the desolate land were clearly taken aback by the sudden appearance of this group of people, and wondered to themselves.

"Who is this person who can suddenly appear here, bypassing the spiritual senses of so many of us! Could it be a powerful human being who has arrived?"

However, when they saw the faces of this group of people, almost all the monsters showed an expression of disbelief.

What appeared before them was a bunch of immature children. They could sense that the strongest of these young people was only at the Nascent Soul stage. This was something that had never happened before.

It should be known that this desolate land is a gathering place for magical beasts, and ordinary humans dare not come here. Moreover, the central area of ​​this desolate land is not a place that ordinary people can enter. It is said that no one in the Nascent Soul Realm has ever seen anyone reach the central area alive.

This is why these magical beasts were surprised.

"What... what is going on? Why are so many magical beasts gathered here? Genius... what should we do?" Sha Youlang said in a panic as he looked at the magical beasts in front of him.

"I don't know what happened either. Everyone stand beside me, we'd better leave quickly," Wang Mu said, trying to calm them down.

They then used their spiritual energy to activate a concealment shield, and their figures vanished instantly before everyone's eyes.

"What... what exactly is going on? Just now, a strange light appeared here, and these people appeared. Now they have suddenly disappeared. Could it be that something big is about to happen in the desolate land?" a serpent-headed, dragon-bodied magical beast said.

Upon hearing this, a burly bear beside him frowned and said, "Brother, there's definitely something strange about this. We'd better be careful lately."

Meanwhile, Wang Mu and his companions had quietly left the extremely dangerous central area and headed towards the edge of the region, unaware that their appearance had triggered a major event in the desolate land.

They didn't encounter any magical beasts along the way in the central area, only some low-level ones, presumably all of which had gathered at the place they had just been. The group quickly returned to the entrance of the desolate land.

After coming out, Wang Mu took a deep breath and said with shining eyes, "This treasure hunt was a complete success. We need to hurry back to the Holy Domain. I have a bad feeling about this."

This ominous feeling suddenly appeared in Wang Mu's heart. His chest would always ache inexplicably, but it was not caused by any physical reason.

Wang Mu, eager to return to the Holy Land, did not hesitate and led the group to a dock where they could return to the Holy Land after three days and three nights of travel.

Seeing the many boatmen in front of him, Wang Mu immediately spotted an older boatman and went over to ask him a question.

"Grandpa, do you still have any ships going to the Holy Land?"

Upon hearing this, the boatman's expression changed, and he looked at Wang Mu in horror, saying, "Young man, do you want to go to the Holy Domain? Don't you know that it's under attack by the Demon Clan? It's very dangerous there."

"What? The demons have attacked the Holy Land? When did this happen? What's the situation now?" Wang Mu asked anxiously, grabbing the old boatman's shoulder.

Only then did Wang Mu realize the source of his unease. He hadn't expected that the demons would attack the Holy Domain so soon after he left.

"Young man, don't worry, it's not at its most dangerous point yet." The old boatman sighed and continued:

"The demons are currently launching a massive attack on the Linghai Sect. The Linghai Sect is quite powerful and has not been defeated yet. However, I heard that today is the day the demons launch their final offensive. Sigh."

Wang Mu quickly calmed his emotions, took out a thousand-year-old ginseng from his pocket, and handed it to the old boatman, saying sincerely, "This is a small token of my appreciation. I hope you can take us to the Holy Realm, sir."

Seeing the ginseng that Wang Mu handed over, the old boatman's eyes were filled with longing. After a moment of inner struggle, he said in a deep voice, "Since you are so sincere, young man, I will take the risk with you. Let's get on the boat immediately, or we might not be able to make it across."

After saying that, the old boatman jumped onto the boat as if he had regained his former vitality. After Wang Mu and the others boarded the boat, he started the boat without saying much.