647: Big search!

Duanmu Qin said through gritted teeth:

"The nine of them joined forces, and with a charged attack, they broke through the Mountain Protection Grand Array. Afterwards, a chaotic battle ensued, only stopping when both sides were on the verge of mutual destruction!"

Duanmu Qin indignantly recounted everything that had just happened to Ji Tongxiu.

"Supreme Treasure?"

Ji Tongxiu gently tapped his fingers on his knees.

The river of magma slowly flowing beside Ji Tongxiu instantly boiled, erupting in fire waves hundreds of meters high.

"Do you have any news?"

Duanmu Qin respectfully said:

"No, the seven of us guarded that godforsaken place for a hundred years and didn't see a single hair. I don't know where Heavens Mandate Sect got their information."

After Duanmu Qin finished speaking, he lowered his head.

"What exactly is it..."

Ji Tongxiu murmured, and after a long while, he sneered.

"No matter what it is, transmit my order: seal off a million-li radius around Chaotic Soul Mountain. Not even a fly is allowed to escape. You all must dig three feet deep and see what exactly is in this Chaotic Soul Mountain!"

Duanmu Qin's heart tightened: "Yes!"

The light screen dissipated.

Ji Tongxiu sat in the darkness, pondering for a moment.

Since Heavens Mandate Sect dared to act so openly, it meant their source of information was extremely reliable.

There must be a great secret hidden within Chaotic Soul Mountain.

Duanmu Qin and his few men alone might not be able to handle the situation.

He slightly tilted his head, looking towards the shadows of the magma river.

"Go."

Splash.

The shadows writhed.

A colossal creature, three zhang tall, slowly emerged.

It had a green face with fangs, twin wings on its back, and its entire body was covered in thick green scales. With every step it took, the rocks beneath its feet were corroded into ash.

An ancient Yao Beast, Qingyan.

It said nothing, only bowed its head slightly, then flapped its wings, transforming into a green lightning bolt that instantly shot into the earth above... Chaotic Soul Mountain.

A chilling aura permeated every corner.

"Everyone! Get out immediately! Gather!"

Roars echoed above the mine pit.

All the Black-armored Soldiers, like a black tide, surged into the various mine tunnels, driving out the Cultivators within.

The whistling of whips cutting through the air, the dull thuds of flesh tearing, and suppressed screams rose and fell in succession.

Lu Hao stood in an inconspicuous corner.

He patted the dust off his body and put away that Clone.

The Demonic Thought and Luck Little Beast had already been stored in his System space.

He had a premonition that this mountain search was mostly related to the mysterious Little Beast that had inexplicably appeared by his side.

If it were discovered, he didn't know what would happen.

"Hurry up! What are you dawdling for!"

A Black-armored Soldier rushed over, his long whip, embedded with barbs, fiercely striking down towards Lu Hao's head.

Lu Hao slightly dodged.

The tip of the whip grazed his clothes and struck the nearby rock, sending sparks flying.

The soldier was stunned, seemingly not expecting this seemingly ordinary miner to be able to dodge.

Before he could react, Lu Hao had already blended into the crowded group ahead and disappeared.

"Consider yourself lucky you're fast."

The soldier cursed under his breath and turned to lash another person.

Little did he know, an imprint had already appeared within his body, slowly operating within his Divine Soul, yet the Black-armored Soldier remained completely unaware.

Lu Hao lowered his head, slowly moving with the crowd towards the central plaza of Chaotic Soul Mountain.

Within his body, an ancient jade pendant emitted faint fluctuations.

An Emperor-grade stealth Magic Treasure.

He still had a few similar Magic Treasures.

Therefore, he was not at all afraid of his cultivation being seen through.

Moreover, his original cultivation was only that of a Seven Origin Supreme, not enough to attract much attention.

Above the plaza.

Millions of Cultivators were densely packed together, like a flock of lambs awaiting slaughter.

The air began to fill with a strong smell of sweat and blood.

Duanmu Qin hovered in mid-air, looking down at the vast crowd.

The other seven Gold-Armored Cultivators were arranged around him, their Divine Senses fully open, weaving into an impenetrable net that enveloped the entire world.

"The search begins!"

Duanmu Qin coldly uttered four words.

The vast Divine Sense instantly flowed like mercury spilling across the body of every Cultivator.

Divine Sense after Divine Sense, it took a full seven passes before the first round of searching ended.

"Ah!"

A Cultivator suddenly screamed, bleeding from all seven orifices, and fell to the ground.

His Divine Soul was too weak to withstand such an overbearing Divine Sense Impact, and it shattered directly.

After the first, there was immediately a second, a third... sparsely, many Cultivators began to fall continuously.

Duanmu Qin didn't even bat an eyelid.

What did a few deaths matter?

As long as that Supreme Treasure could be found, even if all several million people were killed, it would be worth it.

Lu Hao stood in the middle of the crowd, feeling the Divine Sense sweep over his body.

It was like a gentle breeze passing by.

Without a ripple.

Half an hour later, Duanmu Qin's brows were tightly furrowed.

They had searched through millions of people, but apart from a few ants who had secretly hoarded Magic Treasures and Legacies, they had found nothing.

"Big Brother."

A nearby Gold-Armored Cultivator transmitted his voice:

"We've searched everywhere, no discoveries."

Upon hearing this, Duanmu Qin coldly said:

"Although the Heavens Mandate Sect people are crazy, their goal is very clear: they came for Chaotic Soul Mountain. If the item isn't on a person, then it can only be..."

The gazes of the seven simultaneously turned towards the majestic black mountain beneath their feet.

It's in this mountain!

"Search the mountain!"

Duanmu Qin gave the order.

Seven beams of Divine Sense instantly converged into a single point, like seven sharp swords, fiercely piercing into the body of Chaotic Soul Mountain!

Rock layers were penetrated one after another.

One hundred meters.

One thousand meters.

Ten thousand meters.

The originally incredibly hard chaotic soul stone ore veins were transparent before the Divine Sense of a Supreme realm expert.

In the depths of Chaotic Soul Mountain, within a very hidden rock crevice in the mine shaft where Lu Hao had once stayed.

Netherworld Cold was pressed against the cold rock, and at this moment, he didn't dare to breathe heavily.

He had cast a secret Family spell, perfectly fusing his Physical Body with the rock, even stopping his heartbeat and breathing completely, not a single trace of his aura was emitted.

And on his chest, the protective jade talisman bestowed by his father was glowing hot, helping him resist the waves of Divine Sense probes from outside.

Netherworld Cold was not concerned about the other party's probing; the Magic Treasure on him was not something they could see through.

What made him uneasy was: what exactly were these people looking for?!

Could it be that they discovered my tracks?

Impossible! My movements have been secretive all along. Besides that person named Lu Hao, no one else has discovered my tracks!

Could it be that they discovered the altar below?!

This thought made Netherworld Cold uneasy.

A powerful Divine Sense once again swept over this rock wall.

Then it quickly departed, not detecting a Cultivator here.