Chapter 773: Escape

"This actually makes me feel more relaxed."

Shen Yuan smiled faintly and walked along Mo Lin's cave in Mo Lin's memory.

However, we also need to pay attention to the controller of Mo Gui Cult, Mo Feiming.

This person's strength belongs to the first echelon even in the Qi Refining Realm. He has made a name for himself on the front line, so it is not surprising that he has left behind some back-up in the sect.

In the entire Mo Gui Sect, these two people are the only ones who need to pay attention. Those few in the body refining realm can't make it past one round in his eyes, and the rest are not even worth worrying about.

It can be said that from now on, his plan has been 80% successful.

The plan of "Wolf Crying" is just to prevent accidents from happening. Even if the identity is really exposed, you can use this time to escape and avoid being a turtle in the jar.

There were not many people in the secret realm, and it seemed a bit deserted. It must have been because of the war that most of the disciples were transferred away.

He was not traveling very fast, and it took him a stick of incense to reach the outside of Mo Jing's cave.

"Mo stingy..." Chen Yuan's eyes were deep, and he used the Space Refining Space to surround the cave layer by layer.

As Ji Yuening's signature move, Lianyu Space has long been changed beyond recognition by Shen Yuan.

Concealment and defense capabilities have been greatly enhanced. As for the useless ability to absorb attacks, he has canceled it.

In the void that cannot be observed with the naked eye, countless white dots are connected together to form an invisible cube, surrounding the entire cave.

As long as they are not actively exposed, even the White Walkers will not be able to detect the changes outside the cave.

The power of vibration already exists in the heaven and earth, just like the air. You can sense its existence, but you cannot observe it with your five senses.

Chen Yuan stepped forward slowly. When he was still two or three feet away from the gate of the cave, the stone gate turned into powder silently.

His figure disappeared instantly, and when he reappeared, he had reached the depths of the cave.

"Where are the people?" Shen Yuan's hand froze in mid-air. The cave was completely empty, with no trace of Mo Jing at all.

He had learned about Mo Jing's information. Although this person was a little timid, he was a complete ascetic monk. He was not very interested in power, beauty, or property. He usually practiced in seclusion and only drank tea at most.

It can be seen from the simple decoration of the cave, otherwise he would not have reached this point with his ordinary talent.

"Could it be that you are in the main hall?"

He frowned and suddenly found a black letter on the futon on the ground.

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes and stepped forward cautiously. The black letter floated in the air and he opened it. When he saw the content on it, even he couldn't help but be stunned.

It reads:

[Your Excellency, when you read this letter, I have already left Dazhou. From now on, I will sever all ties with Mo Guijiao. Please let me go and see you again by chance.]

It was followed by a fist-clasping emoji.

Shen Yuan's mouth twitched and he was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "Old guy, with your decisive running style, it is normal for you to be able to break through the Qi Refining Realm."

As the saying goes, if you can run away from the monk, you can't run away from the temple. But if someone is so determined that they don't even want the temple, then there's really nothing they can do.

You must know that the strength of the Mo Gui Sect is quite good. In this war, not only did it not decline, but it had a momentum of improvement.

But for such a backer, even Shen Yuan couldn't help but admire him because of the slightest hint of danger.

After calming down, the letter was shattered into powder.

"It's okay to leave. It saves me the trouble. It's time to deal with the other three people." Shen Yuan walked out of the cave with an expressionless face and chose a direction.

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Just when Shen Yuan sneaked into the secret realm.

Great Zhou Coast.

An old man with a wretched face and small mung bean eyes was sitting on a cargo ship, looking at the sparkling sea. He seemed to sense something and murmured: "I think the other party has seen the news. I have been like this, I should." Don’t catch up again.”

Half a month ago, he secretly left the Mo Gui Sect, then hid his traces and came to the coast in the southern part of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Today, he was preparing to head to the outer sea to avoid the limelight.

"It's a pity for the resources of the Mo Gui Sect." Every time he thought of this, his heart couldn't help but ache.

He joined the Mo Gui Cult halfway, and he got to where he is today entirely through time.

That's why Mo Feiming and other pure disciples of the Mo Ghost Sect have been secretly targeting him.

"That person helped me make up my mind. He has been tied to the Mo Gui Cult. The further we go, the harder it is to leave." Mo Jing comforted himself.

He always maintained a pessimistic attitude towards this war.

"Old man, it's time to set off." A voice shouted.

"Come on." Mo Jing regained his thoughts, hit his waist, stood up and left.

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Secret realm.

An hour later.

Shen Yuan eliminated the last person, Mo Shan.

He did not kill any of the three in the Body Refining Realm, but let them have a good sleep.

Although Mo Feiming is on the front line, he may have a way to sense the life status of Mo Shan and others. It is best to keep them safe before collecting the source of chaos.

Arriving at the inheritance hall, the disciples stationed around him had fallen into coma.

Shen Yuan swaggered and stood outside, looking at the central hall. The outside was completely black, but the decoration inside was pale.

The white curtains hung weakly to the side, swaying gently with the wind, making a subtle 'rustling' sound.

Behind the curtain was a table as tall as a person. Two white candles as thick as arms were burning with dark flames. The flames jumped and the wax oil flowed slowly. Under the light of the fire, the surroundings fell into darkness.

Further back, there were two statues standing side by side. The faces of the statues were blurred. Under the light of the black fire, the other half of the statues fell into shadows.

The statue on the left had his hands together, palms facing up, holding a ball of black ink in his hands.

The statue on the right had his hands half-clenched, holding a white brush.

This was Shen Yuan's goal this time, the last pen, the magic ink, and also the inherited ghost soldier of the Mogui Sect.

After arranging the means, Shen Yuan walked into the hall slowly.

In an instant, the originally swaying curtain stopped, and the temperature in the hall suddenly dropped to a low point. The ghost rhyme swarmed towards him like a tide.

"Fire!" Shen Yuan exclaimed.

The Yang fire rose up and turned into a golden light shield, easily blocking the attacking ghost rhyme.

The two reacted violently like cold water and hot oil.

The ghost soldier just exploded subconsciously, and was restrained, so the power was still controllable.

He lost the "extreme" of the Supreme Yang Warrior, but the Supreme Yang Fire did not dissipate together, and he could still resist the attacks of the aliens, but the required true energy was huge.

However, for Shen Yuan, he had as much true energy as he wanted, and he didn't worry about the consumption at all.

He jumped onto the high platform and grabbed the "final pen".