Two of the twelve foundation-building monks died, leaving only ten, and the atmosphere became noticeably more solemn.
No one will be in a good mood if they are faced with the risk of death at any time.
As the group continued to move forward, they encountered more and more monsters, and there were even two instances of Jindan-stage monsters appearing.
The number of casualties was also increasing, and those with incomplete bodies were all burned to ashes by the old man in black robe.
Those who were lucky enough to have their bodies intact were collected by him.
At the end of this journey, apart from the two Jindan cultivators, the only ones left alive were Xu Chunniang and four others, and another pair of siblings in the late foundation building stage.
At this time, the feeling of oppression was everywhere and almost affected the circulation of spiritual energy.
After the black-robed old man led them to a giant magic circle, the powerful aura emanating from it made the feeling of oppression reach its peak, making people unable to help but want to worship, surrender, and sacrifice everything.
"Six of them are still alive. The people chosen by Old Seven are pretty good."
A voice suddenly sounded, it turned out that someone had arrived first.
There were a total of sixteen monks in the group she led, but only four survived, with a mortality rate twice as high.
"Haha, they are just lucky."
The old man in black robe smiled with his face but not his heart when he heard this.
The monk who spoke earlier obviously thought so too. After saying that, he turned his attention back to the formation behind him, his eyes filled with expectation and enthusiasm.
She has been trapped in the pseudo world for nearly two hundred years. In the outside world, she is a talented cultivator who has formed a pill at the age of one hundred. Everyone believes that she can successfully form a fetus and even has a chance to reach the realm of spirit transformation.
But things don't go as planned. After she formed the elixir, she went out to gain experience and accidentally fell into the pseudo world.
At first she felt unwilling and desperate, but she finally cheered herself up and more than a hundred years ago, she saw a glimmer of hope.
The formation has been deployed. As long as we can successfully open up the space channel without alerting the evil-eye beast, we can complete the final teleportation and return to the Qianluo Realm!
She took a deep breath, suppressed her slightly excited emotions, and checked the formation in front of her for the umpteenth time.
We have waited for two hundred years, so a little while won’t make a difference.
"Junior Sister Xu, can you understand what kind of formation is in front of you?"
Zhuge Yun glanced at the huge formation and asked softly.
In fact, after seeing this formation, Xu Chunniang had been looking at it, but this formation was too complicated. In addition, she was afraid that if she used her spiritual sense, she would be noticed by those Jindan cultivators, so she looked at it a lot but couldn't figure out what kind of formation it was.
"I can't tell. It's not any formation I know."
At first Xu Chunniang thought that this was a teleportation array because there was a faint aura of space inside it.
But this formation seems to be more than just a teleportation formation.
Hearing this, Zhuge Yun did not show any disappointment.
The complexity and precision of this formation can be seen with the naked eye. Although Junior Sister Xu has a natural talent for formations, she lacks the time to accumulate and settle her knowledge.
Kong Huan glanced around and lowered his voice, "That person once said that all we need to do is hunt down the monsters, but I feel like it's not that simple."
Xu Chunniang deeply felt the same way. Killing the monster was just the first part. Perhaps what to do next was the key.
Under the watchful eyes of many Jindan cultivators, the few of them did not want to say too much. After exchanging a few simple words, they shut their mouths and silently waited for the arrival of the other teams.
Half an hour later, all nine teams arrived.
Some teams encountered powerful monsters and were wiped out. Except for the two Jindan monks who led the team, no one survived.
Some teams were luckier and apart from one or two people being injured, no one died.
Of the more than one hundred foundation-building cultivators previously, only about forty are left.
After the eighteen Jindan monks gathered together to discuss, they looked at the survivors and said, "Come over here."
The Foundation Establishment cultivator walked in front of them and soon discovered that the path the Golden Core cultivator had them take was full of difficulties and contained many space cracks.
Moreover, the further they went, the more space cracks they encountered along the way. Many people were injured, and the spiritual energy was unable to block these space forces and could only play a small buffering role.
If we go any further, we will definitely be completely torn apart by the space cracks.
These people were shocked and hesitant, and stopped, refusing to move forward.
"Senior, we can't go any further, otherwise we will die."
"You said you would give us a chance to return to Qianluo Realm, but you didn't want us to die in this space crack, right?"
The Jindan cultivators behind them remained indifferent when they heard this.
The leader spoke in a sinister tone, "If you want to go back, you have to pay a price. As long as you open up this space channel, you can go back to Qianluo with us."
Upon hearing this, these foundation-building monks were not happy but shocked. Just by standing here, they could feel the threat from the space cracks at all times.
If you seriously try to open up the space channel, you will die.
A female cultivator who had completed her foundation building said with a stiff upper lip, "Senior, our strength is meager, I'm afraid we can't do anything..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a strong sense of life and death crisis, as if she would die completely as soon as she finished speaking.
The female cultivator was sweating profusely and kept silent in horror.
After a long time, the feeling of being on the verge of life and death slowly disappeared.
The leading Jindan cultivator sneered, "Do you think you are qualified to negotiate terms?"
They have been preparing for over a hundred years and have made so many preparations. They finally waited for the Evil Eye Beast to fall into a deep sleep. How could they allow anything out of their control to happen
He didn't care whether these low-priced monks were willing or not. From the moment they were targeted, restrictions were placed on them.
Either die or surrender.
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy, and all the cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage looked unhappy.
They finally realized that they had been cheated by these Jindan monks.
These people were just using them as rafts, and were willing to let them die in order to achieve their goals, and they even called their death bad luck.
Most of the foundation-building cultivators who can make it here alive are those who want to leave the pseudo-world and have strong expectations for this journey.
Because those who were captured to make up the numbers had almost all died at the hands of the monsters.
"Haha, I'm going to die anyway. What's the difference between dying in a space crack and dying in your hands? If I can't escape the fate of death, then why should I help you open up a space channel?"
"Yes, from the beginning you said we could leave, it was all a lie! You just wanted to trick us into working for you for nothing."
The Jindan cultivator who was in the lead had a completely cold expression on his face, and he slowly glanced at the people who were talking.
"So, you are so uncooperative because you want to die now?"