The small town of Kulsa is more than thirty miles away from the Kunlun Mountains.

But this short thirty-mile journey is like a clear dividing line.

On one side is the uninhabited Gobi Desert, and on the other side are the snow-capped mountains.

The Xieyue Cult group drove two off-road vehicles, while we drove a dilapidated van.

According to what Mr. Sang said, they borrowed this car from the forest farm.

Yin Tianhua is worthy of the title of God of Agricultural Machinery. He drove a broken van all the way from Laolingou to the small town of Kulsa.

Meng Yang and Xinxin both chose to ride with us, and Yu Cangming didn't have any objections to this.

Two large jeeps, one on the left and one on the right, drove side by side with our little bread in between.

"Ma Dan, these guys from the Xie Yue Sect seem to have plenty of funds!"

Yin Tianhua couldn't help but spit out the window, and a mouthful of phlegm landed on the reflector of the jeep.

"Uncle Master, if you like it, I can buy one for you later.

Now that we have money, we may not be able to afford a plane, but a big Jeep is still affordable."

Yin Tianhua rolled his eyes at me.

"No, no, why did you buy this expensive thing? With that money, you might as well buy me some good wine.

If you want it, we can just grab it from them. Why spend that wasted money!"

I couldn't help but smile bitterly and gave Yin Tianhua a thumbs up.

"Uncle Master, you are far-sighted.

But if your injuries are not healed, why are you still drinking so much?"

Yin Tianhua spread his hands and showed a faint smile.

"You don't understand this!

In the past, I drank alcohol to suppress the cold air, and what I wanted was the air.

Nowadays, drinking is purely a hobby, and what I drink is that taste."

Junior uncle and I sat in the front row talking nonsense, while Mr. Sang and Mengyang Xinxin sat in the back row without saying a word.

Seeing Kunlun Mountain getting closer and closer, Meng Yang suddenly looked towards Sang Ye, hesitating to speak.

Master Sang raised a finger to his mouth to signal Meng Yang not to speak, and quietly handed a piece of paper into Meng Yang's hand.

I turned back and looked at Mr. Sang. His face was gloomy and he shook his head at me.

He signaled us not to stop and continue chatting.

Two vehicles from the Xieyue Sect were driving alongside us.

With the abilities of Yu Cangming and Brahma, they will probably hear everything we say clearly.

"Uncle Junior, do you think that red-haired girl is big?"

"It looks quite big, but to me it looks like it's been padded. After all, I'm quite old..."

Yin Tianhua understood and smiled evilly.

On the jeep next to me.

Yu Cangming's eyes were slightly closed, Brahma placed a hand between his eyebrows, and there were flashing runes all over his body.

She could hear everything we said clearly.

"These two bastards..."

Brahma looked furious, and blood surged around his body.

"Did they say something?"

Yu Cangming narrowed his eyes and looked towards Brahma.

"It's nothing, I was just talking nonsense all the way."

Brahma gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, and could only suppress his anger for the time being.

Not long after, several cars stopped in front of Kunlun Snow Mountain and could no longer move forward.

According to what the great uncle said, Kunlun Mountain is a restricted area for flying, so we can only walk the rest of the way.

"Go straight along the mountain pass in front and you will enter the hinterland of Kunlun Mountain, where the Kunlun Ruins are located."

Yu Cangming's eyes flashed with sparkle, and he spread his hands towards Meng Yang.

"Clan Chief Meng, it's up to you to lead the way."

Meng Yang nodded, turned around and looked at me.

"Xinxin, please take care of me."

Although Yu Cangming and I both came here for the artifact, Meng Yang was obviously more willing to believe me.

Meng Yang then walked to the front and led everyone slowly towards the hinterland of Kunlun Mountain.

"Venerable Brahma, keep an eye on him."

Brahma nodded slightly and walked closer to Meng Yang.

For the first time, Brahma did not wear the black velvet robe that exposed his legs. Instead, he put on a pair of tight jeans and a large, tight windbreaker on his upper body.

"What are you looking at? If you look at it again, your eyes will gouge out."

As if sensing my gaze, Brahma couldn't help but roared angrily.

"It's so cruel! If you look at it, you'll dig out your eyes, but if you touch it, you'll chop off your hands."

Yin Tianhua stroked his beard and echoed: "It's really fierce."

Yu Cangming saw this and raised his hand towards Brahma.

"Venerable Brahma, business matters are important."

Brahma snorted coldly and simply ignored it.

Under the leadership of Meng Yang, we soon entered the hinterland of Kunlun Mountain.

There is white snow everywhere, and it is difficult to tell the specific direction. From time to time, you can hear the roar of beasts.

"Clan Chief Meng, how long will it take to arrive at Kunlun Ruins?"

Meng Yang glanced around and pointed towards a deep snow valley ahead.

"The end of the snow valley is the entrance to Kunlun Ruins, which is also a forbidden area for our clan.

Even though I am the head of the Xia Yi Clan, I have never been inside.

Don't blame me for not reminding you that this valley is a forbidden area for the gods, and there may be various dangers in it.

If you regret it now, it may still be too late."

Yu Cangming glanced towards the depths of the snow valley. The snow valley was filled with white cold fog and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Clan Chief Meng, no need to say much, just lead the way!"

Meng Yang didn't say anything more, turned around and walked towards the snow valley.

Whoosh!

The mountain wind was howling, and waves of white snow were blowing towards us.

A group of more than ten people walked towards the depths of the snow valley.

Meng Yang walked in the front, and Brahma followed closely beside him.

Xinxin and I walked in the middle, and Yu Cangming followed us leisurely.

Yu Cangming knew very well that as long as he controlled this child, he was not afraid of any tricks Meng Yang could play.

Mr. Sang and my junior uncle followed closely behind me, while the rest of the Xie Yue Sect stood on guard on the left and right.

ah………

Suddenly, a Xie Yue cultist who was leaning back screamed, covered his neck and fell to the ground crookedly.

Yu Cangming frowned slightly and hurriedly walked towards the Xie Yue cultist.

The Evil Moon cultist's face turned blue, and there was a blood hole like a pinprick on his neck.

In the blink of an eye, the body of the Evil Moon cultist quickly shriveled up and turned into a puddle of viscous juice in the snow.

Yu Cangming knew very well that the eight Xie Yue cultists he led were all masters comparable to first-class heavenly masters.

But now he died silently, without even the slightest resistance, as if he had been poisoned.

ah…………

At this time, another Evil Moon cultist fell to the ground, clutching his neck. There was also a needle hole in his neck, and his body quickly festered into a pool of blood.

"No one moves."
To be continued...