Chapter 115 The Secret Realm Is Closed

The seven people who were still stranded in the secret realm became more and more anxious. At this time, there were less than two quarters of an hour left before the exit of the secret realm was closed.

If they were trapped in the secret realm, with their strength, it would be difficult for them to survive until the next thirty years when the secret realm was opened again.

Just when they were somewhat desperate, they suddenly found that the bronze corpse on the top of the mountain became furious and chased after them.

The seven people were overjoyed and no longer cared about anything else. They all performed flying skills and flew towards the exit in the air on the top of the mountain.

To the surprise of the seven people, they entered the exit smoothly.

After making sure that there were no other people around, Song Wen also flew to the top of the mountain.

Under his command, the two Wujia Gu of the ninth level of Qi training that led the bronze corpse away flew towards the exit of the secret realm.

The bronze corpse followed closely behind and chased after it.

A little cold light passed by.

It cut on the exposed bones on the chest of the bronze corpse.

The strong force of the Cold Moon Blade broke the hard bones with a coppery color into several pieces, but the bones were not broken. However, the speed of the bronze corpse was greatly reduced.

The bronze corpse was furious and exerted force on his feet, running wildly again.

The cold light swept past again and cut the bronze corpse's ankle.

The Cold Moon Blade only broke the rotten flesh of the bronze corpse's ankle, but the huge force made the bronze corpse's body tilt and roll to the ground.

The bronze corpse ran very fast and suddenly lost its balance. It rolled on the ground like a rolling gourd, breaking countless trees.

Retracting the Black Armor Gu and the Cold Moon Blade, Song Wen watched the bronze corpse, who had just stood up and was roaring, turn around and walk towards the exit.

A white light flashed at the dark exit of the secret realm, and Song Wen's figure disappeared without a trace.

Before the bronze corpse chased to the exit, it stared at the dark exit for a long time, and finally seemed to understand that it was extremely dangerous for it to pass through the hole.

It finally turned around and headed towards the Falling Eagle Stream.

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After a brief period of weightlessness, Song Wen soon felt grounded again.

Looking up, he saw the seven people who had come out before him standing in front of him. Four people were standing in the air above his head.

Three of them were Jindan cultivators he had met before, Xiu Yun, Xiang Qi, and Fairy Huan Yu.

The other person was a thin old man whom Song Wen had not met yet.

That person was Wu Ren, who had sensed Wu Sui's death and rushed to the entrance of the Dry Blood Secret Realm.

Wu Ren's spiritual consciousness scanned back and forth over Song Wen and the other eight people unscrupulously.

Song Wen and the other eight people suddenly felt a powerful spiritual consciousness covering their entire bodies, as if they were stripped naked. No secrets could be hidden under this spiritual consciousness, and their bodies were completely seen through by this spiritual consciousness.

With it came a strong sense of oppression, which made the eight people dare not move at all.

Among the eight people, Song Wen was undoubtedly the most nervous person, because he had too many secrets.

The storage ring in his heart, the poisonous insects hidden in various parts of his body, the hidden cultivation, and the righteousness from practicing the "Eternal Life Skill". If any of these four secrets were exposed, he would not be able to leave safely today.

Although Song Wen had previously used his spiritual consciousness to explore and could not find the storage ring in his heart or the existence of the poisonous insects, this old man was a Jindan cultivator.

The spiritual consciousness of a Jindan cultivator was many times stronger than his newly condensed spiritual consciousness.

Song Wen was not completely sure in his heart.

This was his first time facing a Jindan cultivator head-on.

Fortunately, after Wu Ren repeatedly scanned the eight people, he did not find anything unusual, and looked at the three spaceships in the sky with a disappointed look.

On the three spaceships, there were the group of cultivators who came out of the secret realm first. The cultivators who came out first had higher cultivation and stronger strength, and they were the most likely to kill Wu Sui.

The strongest of the eight people who just came out was only at the seventh level of Qi training. Even if these eight people were tied together, they were not Wu Sui's opponent.

Xiu Yun, the Jindan ancestor of Xuanyin Sect, saw that Wu Ren had explored for a long time and found nothing, so he asked.

"Wu Ren, every disciple who came out of the secret realm has been thoroughly explored by you. What are you looking for?"

Wu Ren's face was gloomy. After a long silence, he spoke.

"My grandson Wu Sui was killed in the secret realm. I once separated a divine thought and left it on Wu Sui. When Wu Sui died, I had a sense of it."

"Originally, this divine thought would be attached to the murderer, but for some reason, the divine thought inexplicably dissipated, and I couldn't sense who the murderer was."

"Now, the only way to find out the murderer who killed my grandson is to check the storage bags and corpse bags of these people. Anyone who has my grandson's magic weapon or corpse puppet on them must be the murderer who killed my grandson."

Hearing that Wu Ren's grandson was killed, the three Jindan masters were stunned at first, and then a playful smile appeared on their faces, even Xiang Qi, who was also from the Corpse Demon Sect, was the same.

It seemed that it was a very happy thing to see a Jindan cultivator being humiliated.

But when they heard that Wu Ren was going to check the storage bags of all the disciples who came out alive in the secret realm, the faces of the three people sank again.

Fairy Huanyu of the Red Blood Sect was the first to disagree.

"Wu Ren, your grandson was killed because he was weak. It is impossible for you to check the storage bags of my Red Blood Sect disciples."

"Besides, the secret realm is full of dangers. The one who killed him may not be a cultivator, but a monster."

"Don't forget, a pseudo-second-order bronze corpse was born in the secret realm. Wu Sui's death may be related to that bronze corpse."

Wu Ren snorted coldly and said.

"Hmph! I left a lot of trump cards for Wu Sui. It's just a fake second-level bronze corpse. He has a strong body but no brains, so he can't kill him. Even if he is defeated, there is no problem in escaping."

Xiuyun said, "Wu Ren, your grandson is not the only one who died during this trip to the secret realm. The ghost patrol of my Xuanyin Sect also died. Do I also need to check each disciple's storage bag to find the murderer?" Revenge for it?"

"Every time you explore a secret realm, not even one of the living will be left. This is a common thing. Now that you have entered a secret realm, be prepared to die. Life and death are up to you. If you are afraid of death, don't enter the secret realm."

Xiuyun's voice was harsh and did not give Wu Ren, the golden elixir monk, any face at all.

Xiang Qi, who is also from the Corpse Demon Sect, also chimed in, "Wu Ren, you did break the rules by asking to check each disciple's storage bag."

Wu Ren's face turned livid when he saw his fellow disciples confront each other tit for tat.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little solemn, almost as dull as before a violent storm.

At this moment, the entrance to the secret realm in the mountain col suddenly closed.

This means that this exploration of the Withered Blood Secret Realm ends here, and no more monks will come out alive from the Secret Realm.