Zhu Zhen knew the seriousness and immediately took action, leaving one person behind. "The political altar is uneasy and the senior is seriously injured. Let Daoist Liu protect the senior."

They also just learned that Zuo Zhenren cultivated the Golden Seal Altar and had no demon soldiers under his command.

Zuo Zhenren's injuries could no longer be suppressed. His face turned pale, he closed his eyes and nodded. He stayed away from the green fire, found a stable place, and took some elixir to heal his injuries.

Master Liu stood beside Master Zuo, his face full of vigilance, but his eyes couldn't help but be attracted to the Rudraksha tree.

When they were out of danger, the Rudraksha tree could no longer be seen, only a group of golden flames that gradually dimmed.

I had not cared to look carefully before, including the few real people who had left, but they had never noticed the vajra reality.

But the flames of light were between them and the target. They might have to pass by Zhenren Zuo after he recovered from his injuries. Not knowing what this vision meant, Zhenren Liu couldn't help but take a few more glances.

…

Just as groups of monks and demon cultivators were marching towards their targets, Qin Sang was also taking action.

He walked out of the flower field space, with wings sprouting from his back, turning into lightning and piercing the sky.

At this moment, the political world is in chaos, and crises are hidden. Many Qin and Sang have traveled back and forth many times. The very familiar illusion has become beyond recognition, and it is difficult to use escape techniques.

However, with Qin Sang's understanding of Zhitan and the help of Tianmu Butterfly, he constantly changed directions, detoured, and avoided, and he was always able to turn danger into safety, and the speed was not slow.

While flying, Qin Sang always stared at the Rudraksha tree.

As time passed, the Rudraksha tree disappeared faster and faster. Qin Sang could only try his best to see every detail and deduce the location of the Rudraksha tree and the distance between it and himself.

"It doesn't seem too far..."

Qin Sang thought to himself.

The shadow of the tree disappeared too quickly. Based on this momentum, it was certain that he would not be able to arrive before the shadow of the tree disappeared.

However, Qin Sang has memorized all the scenes around the tree shadow.

His only hope now is not to be taken advantage of by others.

'call!'

A cold and strong wind suddenly struck from beneath my feet.

Qin Sang's eyes did not leave the shadow of the tree, but his reaction was not slow at all. He flapped his phoenix wings vigorously.

Along with the roar of thunder, the speed increased by 50%.

When Qin Sang was far away, a strong wind came, and it turned out to be a strange silver tentacle.

The tentacles flew into the air, twisting unwillingly in place, and the suckers on them kept sucking, as if they were alive.

Qin Sang did not look back. Tianmu Die saw the tentacles clearly and found that there was more than one tentacle. The silver mist below rolled, and thousands of tentacles stretched out from the mist, with the tips of the tentacles all pointing towards Qin Sang.

Hearing the sound of "swish" breaking through the air, Qin Sang's scalp suddenly became numb. He used his escape technique with all his strength and almost escaped the attack of countless tentacles.

When he rushed out of the tentacle attack range, Qin Sang couldn't help but look back. He remembered that this silver mist was very calm before, and he didn't expect that there were so many weird things hidden there.

Compared to the tentacles behind him, the surroundings seemed much calmer and safer.

Ahead is a fragment of ruins.

This place must have once been a magnificent palace, but now nothing is intact. Not even a broken wall that is taller than a person can be found, and the collapsed parts are nowhere to be found.

Even though it is a ruined wall, it still has something magical about it.

Qin Sang once tried it and found that the remaining wall was so strong that not even a single brick could be knocked down. At this moment, the remaining wall had a jade-like luster, which was very extraordinary.

He still took the initiative to slow down his escape speed, observed carefully, and confirmed that the remaining wall was not threatening. Just as he was about to speed up, his eyes suddenly froze, and he disappeared without a trace.

Not long after.

A spiritual light flashed on the right side of the ruins, and several figures flew in, looking at the place with vigilance.

These are all Taoist people.

Time was tight and it was impossible to investigate carefully. Zhu Zhen followed the previous strategy and divided two people to explore the way while the others were on guard.

The two people exploring the path successfully flew to the center of the ruins and were safe and sound. As if there was no danger in the ruins, the others speeded up.

A group of people whizzed by.

After these people left, a figure appeared on the edge of the ruins. It was Qin Sang who had discovered the uninvited guest in advance and had gone into hiding.

"Another top powerhouse!"

Qin Sang looked at the direction in which the Taoists were leaving.

To avoid causing unnecessary complications, Qin Sang only peeked quietly from a distance, but felt threatened by one of the real people.

This person's strength is probably on par with the old Taoist priest around Zhenren Wan.

In addition to the immortal officials on the surface, there are so many powerful people in the hidden world. The Taoist court has such a deep foundation that it is hard to imagine.

If the other party hadn't been in a hurry, he would have probably been noticed by the other party at the same time he discovered him.

"There are so many masters in the political arena! However, their goal is indeed not Vajra Reality..."

Qin Sang's expression softened slightly.

Just as he expected, these people were rushing to the place where the great formation of inspiration gathered. That was the battlefield between Daoting and Guifang Kingdom. The Rudraksha tree was just an accident.

Judging from their eagerness, the thing they are fighting for must be extremely important.

In this way, his opponent should not be too strong.

Thinking of this, Qin Sang felt relieved, smiled, turned into lightning, and flashed across the ruins.

The golden light is ebbing.

Qin Sang shuttled between familiar and unfamiliar illusions, eyes fixed on the direction of the ancient tree.

However, at this time, the shadow of the tree could no longer be seen clearly, there was only a vague golden flame that was slowly fading away.

In the end, even the golden flame was extinguished, and there was no sign of it being taken away.

"We should be there soon. In the illusion ahead, I wonder if anyone is looking for..."
Chapter completed!