#138 - Maybe I'm more handsome.

Jun Wuxie and Yan Qingcheng discussed many things about the Soul Hunters.

He now had a preliminary understanding of the existence of Soul Hunters.

The organization behind the Soul Hunters is called the Soul Hunter Palace.

Its existence has been so long that it is untraceable.

Soul Hunters are not active in every era.

But in any era where they are active, there are more ancient bloodline holders of the epoch.

Every epoch has one or several golden ages.

Yan Qingcheng said that the current era may be another golden age, meaning that Soul Hunters will become known to more and more people in this era, leaving an indelible dark history on this era.

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They continued forward.

At the end of the long corridor, an ancient stone door was half-open.

A sharp intent of the spear permeated from within.

Jun Wuxie and Yan Qingcheng passed through the stone door and saw more than a dozen people in front of a stone bridge spanning a deep abyss.

Above the stone bridge, two decayed war spears floated, covered with rust, and the runes on them were almost invisible.

However, they still had a sharp and unparalleled spear intent.

On the stone bridge, dozens of corpses, each nailed to the bridge by the decayed war spears, were covered in blood, shocking to the eye.

On the opposite side of the stone bridge was a huge stone platform.

In the center of the stone platform, there was a cyan stone coffin, covered with complex runes.

The entire cyan stone coffin was burning with golden-red flames on its surface, as if it were placed in a raging fire.

In front of the stone wall behind the coffin, there was a carved phoenix stone sculpture. In front of the stone sculpture was a small stone platform, on which was placed something resembling an egg.

The Blazing Sun Flower was rooted there between the small stone platform and the cyan stone coffin, converging all the light of the Blazing Sun, very calm.

"The Phoenix Divine Gold is in that coffin!"

The mysterious woman's voice sounded in his mind.

Jun Wuxie's heart suddenly accelerated!

The ultimate goal of this trip to the Nanshan Secret Realm—the Phoenix Divine Gold—was right in front of him!

Along the way, he had been uneasy.

He didn't know if he could find the Phoenix Divine Gold and solve the crisis brought about by the Zhenyu Tower.

Now, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

All that remained was to open the coffin and take out the Divine Gold.

At that time, the evil spirits at the bottom of the Zhenyu Tower would no longer have the opportunity to cause trouble.

At this time, the dozen or so people at the bridgehead heard footsteps and looked back together, their eyes flashing with cold light.

Only then did Jun Wuxie see clearly that these people were all from the Qingshan Sword Sect.

He did not expect that the Qingshan Sword Sect had actually sent two groups of people.

"You, come here."

A middle-aged man from the Qingshan Sword Sect said to Jun Wuxie and Yan Qingcheng.

"I say, everyone, are you enjoying the scenery at the bridgehead?"

Jun Wuxie walked forward with a smile. He had already seen clearly that the people nailed to the bridge by the war spears were also all from the Qingshan Sword Sect.

It was just that those people seemed to be disciples of the Qingshan Sword Sect, while these people in front of him were high-level members of the Qingshan Sword Sect.

"Boy, do you see the coffin over there?" The middle-aged man from the Qingshan Sword Sect pointed to the opposite bank of the stone bridge, a sneer rising from the corner of his mouth, and said, "That coffin must contain the treasure that the master of the secret realm possessed before his death. Now, we're giving you a chance to cross the stone bridge, open the coffin, and take out the treasure inside."

"What if I don't go?"

Jun Wuxie met the middle-aged man's cold gaze.

The situation on the stone bridge was clear at a glance.

The decayed war spears floating in the air were deadly weapons.

As long as one stepped onto the stone bridge, they would be attacked by them, which could be said to be a sure kill!

No one here could stop it.

Just look at the corpses on the bridge to understand.

These high-level members of the Qingshan Sword Sect did not want to die, and they happened to see him and Yan Qingcheng coming, so they wanted to use their lives to consume the last two war spears, clearing the way for them.

"Do you think you have the right to choose?"

The middle-aged man's eyes were gloomy, and a cold look was on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, don't scare them." An old man came forward to stop him, then looked at Jun Wuxie and Yan Qingcheng kindly and said, "Which sect are you from? Tell the old man. Today, you are clearing the killing intent above the stone bridge for my Qingshan Sword Sect, which is an honor. After you go out, the old man will take care of your sect."

"Our sect doesn't need your care. We are enough." Jun Wuxie looked at the old man with a smile and said, "Since you want to go to the opposite side of the stone bridge to obtain opportunities, why don't you go yourself? Why do you have to use other people's lives as stepping stones? Do you think we are easy to bully?"

"Young man, I don't blame you for being frivolous and confident, but you still have to face reality." The old man said earnestly, "With the strength of my Qingshan Sword Sect, what does it mean to take care of your sect? Do you understand? Before you die, the old man is giving you benefits, which is the utmost benevolence and great kindness. You two should be grateful. Why repay kindness with hatred?"

"I have to say, you Qingshan Sword Sect are all so thick-skinned."

Jun Wuxie mocked, using their lives as stepping stones, and still speaking so confidently and righteously.

The muscles on the old man's face twitched fiercely, and his kind eyes became as cold as knives.

"Forget it, for the sake of the precious potion, I'll let you live for now."

Jun Wuxie said this, and before the people of the Qingshan Sword Sect could attack, he pulled Yan Qingcheng directly towards the stone bridge.

As soon as he moved, the few people of the Qingshan Sword Sect who were about to attack immediately controlled their killing intent.

Clearing the killing intent on the stone bridge was the main point.

At that time, the Blazing Sun Flower on the opposite side, as well as the egg that was unknown what it was, and the treasure that might be buried in the coffin, would all belong to their Qingshan Sword Sect.

"Little bastard, are you sure?"

Yan Qingcheng secretly transmitted her voice, very afraid of the war spears floating above the stone bridge.

This was a method left by a Sovereign Saint expert.

Although the war spears had long decayed, in this secret realm with realm suppression, it could still kill anyone who stepped on the stone bridge!

Jun Wuxie did not answer, but his steps were very firm.

He was naturally confident, how could he joke about his own life.

When talking to the people of the Qingshan Sword Sect, he secretly tried to communicate with the two floating war spears through the Dragon's Roar, and successfully received a response.

Whether it was the floating war spears or the Dragon's Roar, they were all from the hand of the master of the secret realm, of the same origin, and connected to each other.

Watching them walk onto the stone bridge, the faces of the people of the Qingshan Sword Sect all showed light smiles.

Finally, it was going to be unimpeded. Everything facing the stone bridge would belong to them!

"What's going on?"

The smiles on their faces suddenly stiffened, their eyes widened, and they looked at the stone bridge in disbelief.

The young man and woman had already reached the center of the stone bridge.

The two floating war spears were floating above their heads, but they did not fall, as if they had not noticed their existence at all!

How could this be?

The faces of the people of the Qingshan Sword Sect were very ugly.

Why didn't those two war spears attack them?

Before this, more than a dozen of their disciples had stepped onto the stone bridge one after another, and without exception, all of them had been nailed to the bridge by the war spears!

But these two people were safe and sound!

Why didn't the war spears attack them?

Jun Wuxie stopped in the center of the stone bridge, turned to look at the people of the Qingshan Sword Sect, and waved to them enthusiastically: "The scenery here is really unique. Would you like to come and appreciate the beautiful scenery?"

"Boy!" The faces of the people of the Qingshan Sword Sect were extremely gloomy, and they said in a cold voice: "Why weren't you attacked by the war spears?"

"Ah?" Jun Wuxie was stunned, looked up at the two war spears floating in the air, frowned and pondered for a moment, and then looked at the people of the Qingshan Sword Sect and said, "Maybe it's because I'm better looking, and you Qingshan Sword Sect are all ugly monsters."

"You!"

The middle-aged man of the Qingshan Sword Sect was trembling with anger, his eyes as gloomy as water.

"Boy, why bother being glib," the old man said lightly, "Since you were not killed by the war spears, that's a good thing. Now, you go to the stone platform on the opposite bank, take the Blazing Sun Flower and the egg, then open the coffin and take out the things inside, and then personally hand them over to us. As long as you listen carefully, the old man guarantees that we won't kill you."

Jun Wuxie couldn't help but laugh.

This group of people from the Qingshan Sword Sect really felt good about themselves.

They put themselves in a high position, bossing people around, with the posture of a master.