The Infant Crying Master said, "But don't worry too much, even though that thing can't be killed, as long as you can withstand its first illusion, its harm will reduce significantly. If it senses that you can completely ignore its illusions, it won't attack you anymore."

As they were speaking, a fluctuation suddenly arose from the direction of Chopper Ridge.

Song Yan turned his head to look, only to see a male cultivator and a female cultivator appearing at the entrance.

This scene had also appeared in the illusion realm before.

He instinctively glanced at the Profound Robe female cultivator, only to find that her figure was petite, her face was a mix of cuteness and aloofness. Although she didn't look like Junior Sister Xiao Jiu, their physiques were remarkably similar.

But then, Song Yan felt puzzled.

Because, in the illusion, this female cultivator was a "captive," but now... the aura she emitted was of the Purple Mansion Realm.

Needless to say, this female cultivator, like him, belonged to the "lackeys of the demons."

Sure enough, the female cultivator walked briskly, looked into the distance, and saluted, saying, "Master, General, Sir..."

She clearly knew more demons than Song Yan.

After saluting, the female cultivator nodded slightly at Song Yan and said, "Han Yuling."

Song Yan returned the salute, saying, "Zhang Han."

After speaking, the "treasure hunter" brought by the female cultivator tactfully met with the middle-aged person who had been captured before, while the female cultivator sat beside Song Yan, choosing a spot opposite to him.

The group waited for several more days...

Newcomers started pouring in from the direction of Chopper Ridge again.

Most of these newcomers were of the Crimson Palace Realm, scatteredly totaling fifty-three, an amount nearly five times the number of Elders in the Nanwu Sword Sect.

However, in the fifteen kingdoms under the Fox Wolf's control, this number seemed not to be too many.

What's more intriguing was that all fifty-three Crimson Palace cultivators wore sect uniforms, and the names of their sects were clearly displayed on these uniforms.

Song Yan swept his gaze over them, discovering that they came from fifty-three different sects, and most wore a bitter expression, evidently not volunteers but coerced into responding to the Upper Envoy's orders.

As his gaze swept through these fifty-three individuals, he suddenly noticed a gaze returning his.

Song Yan looked and saw it was Han Yuling.

She did not avoid his gaze but met it with a friendly smile.

Song Yan also returned the smile.

His eyes moved again, realizing that although only the Infant Crying Master was talking and laughing, everyone was actually communicating with their eyes, forming small circles and alliances invisibly among them.

The demons gathered together.

The fifty-three Crimson Palace level elders each formed their own circles.

The "treasure hunter" brought by Han Yuling was mingling with the middle-aged man who arrived initially.

And Han Yuling herself was with him.

Truly a gathering of like-minded individuals, with a strict hierarchy.

In the Jianghu, there are techniques to transmit messages in secret, and both the Refining Profound and Crimson Palace possess such secret techniques, but no one dared to use them here, for any sneaky transmitted messages would be overheard by the Purple Mansion elders.

However, the Purple Mansion elders could transmit thoughts.

The exchange of thoughts was one-on-one, impossible to eavesdrop on.

The powerful entities of the Purple Mansion Realm naturally learned to convey information through their thoughts upon mastering the power of thoughts.

Han Yuling was the first to transmit a thought, saying, "Comrade, how do you serve the masters?"

Song Yan replied, "And you?"

Han Yuling said, "I am from the National Guardian Purple Mansion of the Great Qi, sent by order."

Song Yan said, "What a coincidence."

Han Yuling said, "Then, comrade, we are truly kindred spirits; we should get closer. After entering the Soul Threshold, why not form an alliance?"

Song Yan asked, "Did you encounter anything strange on your way here?"

Han Yuling replied, "I entered an illusion, fortunately broke free, but I have no idea what it was."

Song Yan said blandly, "Sea of Suffering phantom."

Han Yuling asked in amazement, "What is that?"

Song Yan explained everything he knew, causing Han Yuling to be dumbfounded, and after a long while, she burst out cursing, "That damn thing nearly killed me, such a pain, looks like this Soul Threshold won't be easy to conquer?"

Song Yan: ...

A cute face, a petite figure, a National Guardian Purple Mansion, a generation of ancestors; none of these elements fit with that statement.

Han Yuling laughed, "Comrade, don't mind my words. Great Qi is a land of rampant bandits; even the immortal cultivators are robbers, so speaking crudely is no surprise.

In the past, I have to maintain the appearance of an ancestor in the Qi Kingdom, and in front of these demon masters, I must be respectful and cautious. It's only in front of a comrade like you that I can speak this way.

I'm finally relieved, feeling comfortable now."

As she spoke, she stretched her body.

And at this moment, Chopper Ridge suddenly shook violently, with the forest on both sides quaking like piles of dirt, and the rocks on the ground bouncing up and down like beans on a drum surface.

Following this, a fierce wind rushed from afar, and when it settled, it revealed a giant demon wolf about a zhang tall.

The fifty-three outermost Crimson Palace cultivators hurriedly bowed their heads in salutation.

The giant demon wolf ignored them but eagerly walked towards the Infant Crying Master, then grinned, revealing a mouth full of fangs.

"Ancestors, Little Gu is late."

The Infant Crying Master laughed, "Little Gu is not bad, about to reach the middle stage of the Purple Mansion Realm, isn't it?"

The giant demon wolf nodded and then said, "Those useless things, before I could react, they were directly killed by the illusion!!"

Saying this, the giant demon wolf lifted its paw and scooped out from the void, throwing out a full seven corpses on the ground.

All these were clearly Crimson Palace cultivators.

The giant demon wolf said, "Trash! All of them are trash! Couldn't even hold out until I came to wake them up! These sects only know to send trash over here; I must trouble them later!"

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