"Your Majesty the Consul, according to this person's star chart, we have to sail for at least two months before we can reach that continent."

The person who answered at this time was actually the red-haired old man who had been tricked by Zhou Yang.

The second child, Red Beard, and the third child, Short Man, are also on board.

"Well, it's useless. Let's destroy it." The green-faced middle-aged man said solemnly.

"Yes, Your Excellency." The red-haired old man bowed in response, then sneered and looked at the little green man in his hand.

"Sir, my lord, I'm still useful, I'm still useful!" The soul screamed in horror.

This soul is very vague and extremely weak. It seems that it has been tortured quite a lot.

Judging from the appearance of the soul, it was clearly the Martial God Lord whose body was destroyed by Zhou Yang.

"Oh? Could it be that I didn't search the soul thoroughly?" The red-haired old man raised his eyebrows.

"No, it's not!" Lord Wu Ling shivered in fright and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Three breaths." The red-haired old man held out three fingers.

"The ruins of the Tongtian Holy Sect!" Wuling Shenjun said six words quickly, fearing that it would take three breaths.

The red-haired old man was stunned and said fiercely: "Why is there no memory of this matter in your soul?"

"My lord, please forgive me, my lord, please forgive me!" Wu Ling was so frightened that his whole body trembled and he begged bitterly.

"Speak quickly!" the red-haired old man scolded sternly.

"Well, this is a secret technique passed down from the family. It can spread certain information on the altar in a secret technique to avoid searching for souls." Wu Ling sighed.

"Humph, go on." The red-haired old man snorted coldly.

"As for the ruins of the Tongtian Holy Sect, I found it by chance and wanted to go and check it out. But because the Celestial Clan is so powerful, I didn't dare to go there rashly."

"That is an ancient sect, and it must have the mantle of a powerful person in the realm of controlling gods. It does not even exclude the inheritance of the ultimate realm of gods."

"Although I have told you this, no matter how you search for the soul, you will not get the detailed information. If you swear a blood oath and promise not to kill me, I will reveal the complete location of the ruins."

The inheritance of the God Control Realm or even the Heavenly God Realm is definitely a great temptation. Needless to say, even the red-haired old man at the peak of the Void God will be tempted by it.

But Lord Wu Ling Shen was not stupid. If he told everything, he would die in the end, so he asked the red-haired old man to swear a blood oath so that he could tell him the exact location.

"Bold, you have no right to bargain!" The red-haired old man was furious and pointed at Wu Ling's soul.

"Ah..." The little green man screamed miserably.

"That's enough!" The green-faced middle-aged man waved his hand, and the red-haired old man stopped torturing Wu Ling.

The green-faced middle-aged man thought for a moment and said calmly to the red-haired man: "Do as he said."

"Archon, there is a chest-piercing evil cultivator!" At this moment, the captain of the main ship came to report.

The green-faced middle-aged man released his consciousness from the ship, then smiled cruelly, waved his hand and said, "Kill it with a blast!"

"Well, Archon, such evil cultivators only need a few seventh-grade divine stones to get rid of them. Why should we waste higher-level divine stones!" the captain suggested respectfully.

As long as some seventh-grade divine stones are scattered, the evil cultivator through the chest will absorb them and will never pursue them again.

"I get upset when I see these trash fishes. Stop talking nonsense and blast me!" the green-faced middle-aged man said impatiently.

"Yes!" The captain had no choice but to take the order and leave.

A moment later, there was an earth-shaking loud noise in the starry sky, and eight colors of brilliance merged into one.

In the ruins of the Tongtian Holy Sect, amid the wriggling of strange patterns, the stone door changed from a single leaf to a double leaf, and then slowly opened, and a bone-chilling cold air hit the face.

Zhou Yang and Mu Han both shivered in excitement and couldn't help but stare at the door with their eyes wide open.

It was still pitch black, completely invisible to the naked eye.

The two of them tried their best to use their spiritual consciousness to explore, and then they could clearly see the scene inside the door.

In a hall paved with bluestone, there are actually two giants like iron towers standing.

However, there are some broken parts on the bodies of these two giants, but they are much better than the puppets in the passage outside. At least their bodies are complete.

"A complete god-level puppet!" Zhou Yang was overjoyed and took a step forward.

"Brother Zhou, be careful!" Mu Han behind him screamed.

"Hoo!" One of the puppets punched instantly, and its huge fist hit Zhou Yang who rushed in.

Zhou Yang's mind, overwhelmed by the joy, cooled down in an instant, and he retreated out of the hall.

"What!" The next moment, Zhou Yang's expression changed drastically.

The puppet's arm actually extended for tens of feet. Even though Zhou Yang tried his best to move back, he was still hit by the end of the arm.

Zhou Yang bowed down in pain, and it seemed that several of his ribs were broken.

With his body comparable to a divine treasure, he could not withstand this blow, which shows how powerful this god-level puppet is.

After reluctantly taking the sixth-grade Blood Flower Pill, he straightened his body.

"Are you okay?" Mu Han supported him and asked concernedly.

"It's just a minor injury, no problem." Zhou Yang gritted his teeth and waved his hand.

"It seems that this puppet can only use one arm and cannot move anywhere else." Chi Lingzi said through the message.

"Well, the other end shouldn't be able to move either, otherwise this junior will have to be killed." Zhou Yang said with lingering fear.

"It seems we have to use blood essence." Chi Lingzi shook his head.

"Still, I still need to use it!" Zhou Yang couldn't help but exclaimed.

"For what?" Mu Han looked at him doubtfully.

"Essence and blood." Zhou Yang said weakly.

"Are they used on puppets?" Mu Han asked with a frown.

"Probably not." Zhou Yang shook his head and once again gathered his consciousness to look into the hall.

"Behind the puppet, there is a stone platform!" After a moment, Zhou Yang suddenly said, the blood in his body had a tendency to boil.

"What's on the stone platform?" The spiritual consciousness was suppressed so much that Mu Han couldn't detect the puppet's back at all.

"There are two crystal balls, and there seems to be blood and essence in the balls!" Zhou Yang's eyes widened.

The strong heavenly clan bloodline aura emanates from the two crystal balls.

"Blood, is it the essence and blood of the most powerful person in our clan?" Mu Han's beautiful eyes sparkled.

"Those two puppets were seriously injured. Otherwise, they would have been able to distinguish the power of your blood. Next, you only need to condense a drop of blood essence on your fingertips." Chi Lingzi said.

"Oh." Zhou Yang nodded and did as he was told.

Zhou Yang stretched out his fingers and led Mu Han slowly towards the stone door.

"Quickly retreat!" The next moment, Zhou Yang suddenly shouted.

The long arm of the puppet struck out again, and the target was not Zhou Yang, but Mu Han.

Fortunately, Mu Han had not yet entered the stone gate and was on guard, so he avoided the attack while retreating.

Mu Han smiled bitterly and had no choice but to condense a drop of blood and move forward slowly.

The puppet that had retracted its arm did not make any move and stood still.

After the two people completely entered, the stone door merged into one again and slowly closed.
Chapter completed!