Chapter 153 Entering the Cave

Unable to find a gap in the surrounding rock walls, Wujia Gu went to the top of the cave again.

Hard work pays off!

It took nearly an hour to finally find a small hole in a pit at the top of the gourd-shaped, small cave.

After Wujia Gu went up more than ten meters along the hole, the hole gradually began to grow larger. After going up a few meters, the hole became a vertical hole that people could pass through.

The vertical hole twisted and twisted, winding upward.

After flying nearly a hundred meters upward, Wujia Gu appeared in a karst cave.

The karst cave was full of stalactites, crisscrossed cracks, and water dripped from the top of the cave from time to time.

Song Wen came out from the bottom of the lake and headed towards the karst cave with the help of the induction between him and Wujia Gu.

This karst cave is located inside a small hill. With the guidance of Wujia Gu, Song Wen successfully came to the vertical cave.

He jumped down and fell a hundred meters along the vertical cave. The vertical cave suddenly became smaller and could no longer be passed by people.

Song Wen took out a mid-grade magic sword, which he bought in Donghua Market to conceal his identity.

Holding the sword, Song Wen began to cut the rocks, and the waste rocks he cut were placed in an unused storage ring.

This storage ring originally belonged to Wu Ren, and it was the largest storage ring in Song Wen's hands. It had a space of 200 cubic meters, enough to hold all the stones dug out from the more than 20-meter vertical hole.

After spending more than half an hour, he finally opened the vertical hole and successfully entered the underwater cave.

In the rocky cave, he walked for several miles and finally saw the mysterious altar.

Song Wen walked around the altar and found that the altar and the formation on the ground exuded an ancient and mysterious feeling, unlike the style of the current cultivation world.

Lei Tianyu obviously used this formation to devour Sun Ru's talent for thunder.

This was the first time that Song Wen had heard of a formation that could devour other people's talents. He felt both mysterious and horrified.

Even talents could be plundered. This formation and altar were truly a gift from heaven and earth.

"Thunder talents can be devoured, but I wonder if spiritual roots can be devoured."

If even spiritual root talents can be devoured, wouldn't it be possible to create the legendary ninth-grade spiritual roots!

Song Wen had a vague feeling that this altar should not be able to plunder other people's spiritual root talents, otherwise Lei Tianyu would have directly transformed himself into a ninth-grade spiritual root, and his cultivation would naturally advance by leaps and bounds. There would be no need to devour thunder talents and enhance the power of thunder.

In the face of absolute cultivation strength, no matter how strong the magic is, it is meaningless.

"But according to Ai Kun, the mainstream guess in the world of immortal cultivation about the ability of cultivators to practice thunder magic is that the fire attribute spiritual root has undergone a mutation and has a thunder attribute spiritual root."

"How can this formation devour a person's thunder spiritual root?"

"Is the speculation about thunder spiritual root in the world of immortal cultivation wrong?"

After thinking for a long time, Song Wen had no clue, so he stopped thinking about it.

He turned his head and looked at the rubble pit full of corpses.

Sun Ru's body was still lying in it, face up. Due to the great pain she suffered before death, her eyes bulged out and opened wide, and she died with her eyes open.

Next to her body, there was a corpse of an unknown monster with four hooves. It was unknown how long it had been dead, and it had weathered into a rotten skeleton.

Seeing the corpse of the monster, Song Wen suddenly flashed through his mind the image of Kou Chang riding a Cang Niu.

With a smile on his lips, Song Wen murmured in a low voice.

"Interesting!"

Song Wen turned around in the cave again. There was nothing else in the cave except the altar and the formation.

He came to the bottom of the vertical cave, flew up, and went to the cave above.

When digging the vertical cave, he consciously dug the vertical cave into a shape that was small at the bottom and large at the top, so that he could use stones to block the vertical cave.

He found a suitable large stone from the storage ring and blocked the excavated vertical hole.

After blocking for more than ten meters, the large stones were used up, and the remaining small stones were no longer suitable for blocking the vertical hole.

Song Wen flew directly to the cave and found a huge stone in the cave.

He picked up the huge stone, walked to the entrance of the vertical cave, and blocked the cave entrance with the huge stone.

Turning out of the cave, Song Wen went to Donghua Market. On the way, he threw the stones in the storage ring into some inconspicuous corners.

When he returned to the market, it was already afternoon.

Walking to the gate of the courtyard, Song Wen glanced at Sun Daxiong's house next door. The gate was still closed, and the courtyard was very quiet. Sun Daxiong, who went out to hunt monsters, had not returned yet.

No one had discovered Sun Ru's death.

Song Wen pushed open the gate of his own courtyard and walked in.

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Two days later, early morning.

Sun Daxiong appeared at the door of his house with a wound on his back, but he was in high spirits. Obviously, he had a good harvest this time when he went out hunting.

Pushing open the gate, Sun Daxiong shouted loudly when he did not see his daughter.

"Xiao Ru, Dad is back, come out quickly, Dad hunted a blue wolf this time. Dad bought you the middle-grade magic weapon flying sword that you liked last time."

After waiting for a while, he found that his daughter did not run out of the house happily as usual as he imagined.

The smile on Sun Daxiong's face suddenly withdrew, and he muttered with some doubts.

"Where did this girl go today? Did she go to the market to hang out?"

Sun Daxiong, talking to himself, walked into the house. When he reached the door of Sun Ru's room, his face changed drastically.

The door of Sun Ru's room was wide open, but there was no one in the room.

What really frightened him was that the Liujia formation he bought to protect his daughter who was alone at home was forcibly broken. The formation was on the couch in the house, the formation flags were still there, and there were still spiritual stones with unused spiritual energy in the formation.

But the formation stopped working.

The formation was forcibly broken from the outside!

A bad premonition instantly climbed into Sun Daxiong's heart.

He turned around and ran out of the yard anxiously, shouting loudly while running.

"Xiao Ru, Xiao Ru... Where are you...?"

Sun Daxiong, who did not get a response, ran all the way out of the yard and went to the market law enforcement team.

Two quarters of an hour later, the law enforcement team composed of seven Beastmaster Sect disciples in the late stage of Qi training arrived outside Sun Daxiong's yard.

After investigating the scene and visiting the neighbors, they did not get any useful information.

There was no trace of Sun Ru's voluntary departure, nor any trace of the intruder's breath.

All neighbors, including Song Wen, said that they had not seen Sun Ru in the past two days, nor did they notice anything unusual in the past few days.

The law enforcement team, which did not find any useful information, attributed Sun Ru to a missing person, and hastily withdrew and left.

There are many independent cultivators in Donghuafang City. Every year, a large number of independent cultivators leave, and new independent cultivators join. The disappearance of Sun Ru does not cause any waves here.

Only Sun Daxiong was lost and knelt at the door of his yard.

This tall and burly man, who was seriously injured by the monster beast, did not groan.

With a wooden expression and dull eyes, he looked at the empty yard and house, and slapped himself in the face one slap after another.

His face was swollen from the beating, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, but he was unaware.

It was as if he was blaming himself for not taking good care of his daughter and for his dead wife;

It was also as if he was blaming himself for not coming back earlier...

He knew clearly that the market was not peaceful recently, and more than 20 independent cultivators had disappeared inexplicably in the past few months, so why did he still go out to hunt monsters.