The two concealed their aura, communicating through thoughts, each speaking in turn.
Song Yan silently gazed into the distance.
The Formless Ancestor used An Li and Yu Xuanwei as bait to fish, likely with the contribution of Ancestor Ningxin as well.
At this moment, the two deliberately left, essentially just letting out a long line.
If he set up the scheme, there was no reason not to use the "Demon Mother Lock" to imprison the bait, making their life and death depend on his whim.
Putting oneself in others’ shoes, the Formless Ancestor would do the same.
If he dared to appear, there were only two outcomes:
First, he ignored Tang Ningxin’s threat, and then, after An Li and Yu Xuanwei tragically died, he barely defeated the Formless Ancestor and slew him to avenge the two women;
Second, he lost, and to get revenge on him, An Li and Yu Xuanwei would be tortured to death in front of him, after which his body would become part of the Formless Ancestor.
However, at this moment, his mindset had changed.
Having been a piece on the chessboard for so long, he started to enjoy sitting at the table.
Since everyone had met, and all stood on the same land, while I was in the dark and you were in the light, there was plenty of time.
You do it first, I’ll follow suit on the fifteenth, no rush.
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A few days later...
Several figures landed in Cyan Phoenix Valley.
The leading person looked at the already dried heads hanging on the branches, and the scattered corpses on the ground. After a slight perception, he coldly stated, "Thinking they’ve got outside help, they’re going to challenge my Sword Alliance. Since you’ve come, it’s just perfect to hone the sword hearts of my Sword Alliance disciples!"
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The already perilous level 2 Cultivation Profound Land became increasingly chaotic.
Although a full-scale war had not yet erupted, this incident with the "Cyan Phoenix Valley" served as a wake-up call to the Sword Alliance, prompting them to secretly lay an ambush at the next "Earth Energy Burst Point." For a while, the surrounding Earth Energy Burst Points and even the areas around the Soul Threshold became chaotic scenes.
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In the blink of an eye, three years passed.
By a lakeside, the lake reflection shimmering.
The morning fog had not yet dissipated.
A petite female cultivator was busying herself with rolled-up sleeves in front of the Spirit Field.


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