The Celestial Demon is like a spider, waiting patiently after weaving its web for someone to walk into it.

He must go up to assist.

Otherwise, with Long Yinghai's group's vigilance, that mysterious Celestial Demon may not succeed.

Elder Jin Ming asked in a deep voice, "What is that?"

Song Yan said, "If fellow Daoist Jin Ming trusts me, then follow my lead."

Elder Ming Cai was about to say something, but was pulled back by Elder Jin Ming, who said, "Fellow Daoist Sword Wielder is a Sword Cultivator, trust him! If there's confusion, it's easy to flee from here. If there's treasure, going closer doesn't ensure we can seize anything."

Elder Ming Cai was helpless and could only nod.

Song Yan glanced at An Li and said, "You also stay here and act according to the situation, prioritize your own safety."

An Li nodded, showing concern, "Be careful."

Around Ziwu Village, on the barren, ragged wasteland, groups were communicating, yet most were moving toward the direction of the treasure's light, only a few remained where they were.

At this time, the pervasive golden light suddenly began to reveal an old and dark tone, followed closely by a streak of black light shooting up to the sky, forming a vague divine statue in midair.

As soon as the statue appeared, a terrifying oppressive force rumbled down.

All cultivators felt their legs turn to jelly and instinctively knelt, covering the ground in an instant kneeling.

Even the Divine Tiger King was shocked and directly knelt down.

An Li was naturally no exception.

But as young An Li's knees were about to touch the ground, they were gently supported by a soft force. She came to her senses and saw Song Yan's face when she turned her head.

"Don't kneel!" Song Yan was earnestly kneeling, but he held her up with power, preventing her from kneeling, simultaneously transmitting his thoughts, "You may kneel for your own goals and ambitions, but don't be scared into kneeling for this ghostly thing. This kneel might give rise to a Heart Demon, guard your mind, don't be afraid."

He gradually released his power.

Young An Li crouched her body in a half-squat, wryly transmitting her thoughts, "Then why did you kneel so willingly?"

Song Yan transmitted, "I didn't kneel, I was just posing to blend into the atmosphere. I'm blending in, but you are kneeling out of fear and submission, even though it's the same action, they are worlds apart."

Young An Li realized, then also knelt down, transmitting, "I'm kneeling with you! Not because I'm afraid of it! I'm following you!"

Song Yan smiled and transmitted, "That's more like it."

The oppressive force only lasted for a few moments before dissipating.

Everyone hurriedly stood up.

Song Yan gave a signal, then quickly moved forward.

The ground's collapse became more evident, large chunks of rock falling down, echoing with a rumbling sound.

Everything inside was presented before everyone's eyes.

This was a large ancient tomb bathed in light mist.

A divine statue holding a Sword Banner, treading on black clouds, was on a shrine below the ground, now fully exposed to everyone.

The momentum that just shot to the sky clearly came from this statue.

The Divine Tiger King gaped in shock, "How could the Formless Celestial Venerable be here?!"

Ye Congyun sneered, "What Formless Celestial Venerable, this is probably a real ancient Celestial Venerable statue. Unexpectedly, a mortal worshipped ancient statue appears in an ancient tomb, it is somewhat interesting."

He murmured again, "It seems that Tang Han, that fool, is not fated to obtain the treasure here. No wonder, his Formless Ancient Race makes a big show slowly, how could they compete with our swiftness?"

This Night King Ancient Race Elder talked while secretly observing Long Yinghai.

Long Yinghai's pupils also contracted, apparently, despite excavating tombs for a long time, he had never seen such a thing. He hurriedly stepped forward but suddenly stopped, glanced at the faintly glowing ground below, unable to probe with Divine Sense, his pale face showing some vigilance, so he started to scan the surroundings, looking for cannon fodder candidates.

Inside the ancient tomb, in the darkness at the edges of the thin mist, a pair of fierce, raptor-like eyes were gleaming faintly, containing a bit of anxiety, like a hunter waiting for its prey to take the bait, but the prey paused at the trap's edge with anxiety.

The air was silent and dead still.

A group of loose cultivators seemed to sense something and slowly retreated.

At this time, a figure unafraid of death moved upstream, leaned forward for a look, and exclaimed, "Isn't this the Celestial Venerable Statue? Won't there be more treasures inside?"

After speaking, the figure lowered its head, those enchanting red lips hidden in the shadows.

But the words inflamed everyone's hearts.

Everyone was thinking there were treasures inside, that sentence merely confirmed it for them, promisingly igniting their desire further.

Inside the ancient tomb, those raptor-like eyes were startled, then showed ecstatic joy.

Long Yinghai also laughed.

He had seen foolishness, but never so foolish.

This is truly cannon fodder chosen by heaven?

"You."

He suddenly raised his hand to point at the figure, commanding without doubt, "Since you mentioned treasures, then go down there and see."

The figure became alarmed, hurriedly waving his hand, "I... I..."

The Divine Tiger King rumbled, "Boy, go down, this is a great opportunity."

The figure sighed helplessly, gritted his teeth, eyes shifting.

The Divine Tiger King sneered, "Don't think about escaping."

Only then did the figure reluctantly summon a Flying Sword and cautiously descended.

He descended carefully bit by bit, and halfway down, his cold eyes met the fierce ones in the distance, confirming each other's gaze, both revealing mocking and joyous expressions.

Once fully entering the light mist, Song Yan also clearly saw the form of the Celestial Demon.

A young man in a loose cultivator's robe, bright red lips and white teeth, age unknown, his realm about the same as Song Yan's, as for what Celestial Demon he is, Song Yan couldn't tell, but definitely not the Nine-Child Demon Mother.

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