"Forget it. I have already brought them to the City of Dolls. I have fulfilled my previous promise. I can just let them go on their own from now on." Shen Luo said to himself.
The purpose of these people coming to this doll city is different from mine. Since our paths are different, let's just go our separate ways.
"I don't know what's happened to Brother Fu. I made him suffer a lot by asking him to accompany me this time." Shen Luo felt annoyed, and a trace of terrifying murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
It would be fine if Fu Donglai was still alive, but if he had unfortunately died at the hands of Gui Yan, he would never give up.
Thinking of this, Shen Luo slowly closed his eyes and began to release his spiritual sense to sense the magical imprint he left behind.
But soon, he opened his eyes again, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.
What he had told Elder Mei before about the perception of the mana mark was not a lie. They were already quite deep in the Black Abyss Cave, and the yin energy was thicker than before. The range of his spiritual sense exploration had also shrunk again, to less than one-third of the usual range. Although he could still sense the existence of the mana mark, it was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.
Shen Luo glanced at the wide empty passage in front of him, and after a moment of hesitation, although he was already wearing the soft smoke silk robe, although the blue cloud that the robe had transformed into was pierced by the golden cannon, the robe itself was not damaged.
He then took out an invisibility talisman, injected a bit of magic power into it, and placed it on his chest.
Along with a bright light shining from the talisman, a layer of white light slowly spread out, covering his entire body, and his figure then disappeared from the passage.
After Shen Luo hid his body, he began to rush towards the depths of the passage.
While rushing forward, he took out the golden cannon he had just seized, examined and studied it, and probed inside with his spiritual sense.
But as soon as his spiritual consciousness entered the cannon, it was immediately and rudely pushed out by a flexible force, just like when he had previously explored Yan Wu Shi's Feiyan Boat.
"Just now, Master Yan Wu and Elder Mei seemed to recognize the tall female corpse king. Could it be that she was a disciple of Tianji City before? Then this golden cannon looks like some kind of Yan armor." Shen Luo said in his heart.
He then raised his eyebrows and imitated the disciples of Tianji City, condensing his spiritual consciousness as much as possible and slowly infiltrating it into the golden cannon, while also injecting magic power into the cannon.
This time, his spiritual sense probed slightly, and a faint golden light appeared on the cannon.
But that was the end of it. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't really penetrate into the golden cannon, let alone control it to attack.
"It seems that these Yanjias require unique secret methods to control." Shen Luo shook his head regretfully, put away the golden cannon, and concentrated on moving forward.
The passage was dimly lit and filled with the smell of dampness and decay. Slippery moss began to grow on the ground. The passage was not too long. It soon reached the end and several forks appeared.
Shen Luo pondered for a moment, then stepped into the passage that was closest to the direction of the magic mark and flew forward quickly.
Not long after walking, a "sha, sha" sound suddenly came from the front, which sounded like something was being dragged and rubbed on the ground.