The two teams were clearly in a standoff, with tensions high.
The arrival of Chu Ming and his companions immediately drew their attention, and joy appeared in Mo Ling’s eyes!
Facing both Black Crow and Jiang Wudi at the same time, the pressure on them was immense, especially from Jiang Wudi, whose presence was overwhelmingly oppressive.
However, as soon as Chu Ming arrived, all that pressure dissipated in an instant.
Black Crow and Jiang Wudi’s faces changed; with three more members from the Celestial Travel Sect, their side now held an absolute advantage.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
But just as Chu Ming and his team landed, three more swift figures appeared, and everyone looked up to see three disciples from the Sun Moon Lake sect landing beside Jiang Wudi.
Hao Reran, Hao Yueqing!
With this, both sides had an equal number of seven-on-seven!
However, Chu Ming was indifferent. Among these seven, only Jiang Wudi’s strength barely caught his eye; the others were nothing but trivial obstacles to him.
"Hehehe, the palace is right here; why should we fight? Let’s enter together, and what we get depends on our own luck, how about that?"
Black Crow smirked coldly, his face twitching with his black birthmark twisting ominously, making him look terrifying.
The Golden Sand Domain members said nothing but looked towards Chu Ming!
Among the seven from the Celestial Travel Sect, Chu Ming was undoubtedly the strongest. Mo Ling and Ning Fei said nothing.
Chu Ming said indifferently. Entering the palace might not bring fortune but could lead to deadly peril.
Jiang Wudi glanced defiantly at Chu Ming, actually hoping he would refuse, giving her a reason to attack him.
Though she was a woman, her combat instincts were no less fierce than any man’s.
The seven from Golden Sand Domain, led by Jiang Wudi, headed toward the palace, disappearing from Chu Ming’s sight in no time.
Chu Ming said calmly, stepping into the palace first!
From the outside, the palace was enormous, stretching for over ten miles, with giant crystals every few steps emitting a faint glow, illuminating everything.
When Chu Ming’s group of seven entered, Jiang Wudi’s group was nowhere to be seen.
"Did you see anyone else?"
While observing the surroundings, Chu Ming asked instinctively.
Everyone looked at each other; after a moment, Bai Hanyan’s face turned pale as she said, "Junior Brother Xiao Huang was killed by Black Crow of Black Moon Mountain."
Chu Ming’s face darkened, a cold light flashed in his eyes. Xiao Huang was a prodigy of the Celestial Travel Sect, unfortunately meeting his end at the hands of Black Moon Mountain’s Black Crow.
"Don’t worry, he won’t leave this palace alive!"
After a while, Chu Ming said solemnly.
Everyone was stunned; they did not think Chu Ming was boasting, especially Mo Ling and Ning Fei. Before the competition, they could gauge Chu Ming’s strength, but now, he was a mystery, shrouded in enigma.
They moved a hundred meters with no findings but dared not relax in the slightest.
Another half-hour passed, and everyone’s nerves were tense.
"Senior Brother Chu, look there!"
Qi Long exclaimed in shock, pointing to the left side.
Following his direction, everyone’s gaze changed.
Hundred meters ahead was a huge silver lake, the water glistening faintly. The most startling thing was a black-clad, sinister man lying on the lake’s surface.
The man’s eyes were closed, with no sign of life, as if he had been dead for thousands of years.
His face was sinister and handsome, exuding a faintly regal aura, like an emperor.
However, Chu Ming’s eyes were fixed on the storage ring on the man’s right hand, feeling a slight temptation.
This black-clad youth must have been extraordinary in life, and his storage ring must hold countless treasures and cultivation techniques!
Just as Chu Ming had this thought, the white light plate in his mind began trembling violently, warning him.
Chu Ming said slowly, taking a deep breath.
The others said nothing but looked a bit regretful, obviously tempted as well.
This time, Chu Ming saw the palace differently. Recalling the black-clad young man earlier, he felt a slight chill.
A red light suddenly shot out at great speed from in front of them, reaching them before they could react.
In a critical moment, Chu Ming drew his sword, sending out a dazzling sword light to intercept the red light.
Chu Ming’s face changed, feeling immense power from the red light, making him retreat three steps, his sword hand trembling slightly.
However, Chu Ming’s warning was unnecessary; under his strike, the red light shattered, and a red crystal fell to the ground.
"Is this...White Blood Spirit Stone?"
Mo Ling’s eyes burned with fervor as he looked at the stone.
"White Blood Spirit Stone?"
Others were puzzled, looking at Mo Ling.
"White Blood Spirit Stone is a variant of Spirit Stone. Regular Spirit Stones replenish Dantian and enhance cultivation, but White Blood Spirit Stones strengthen the body!"
Mo Ling slowly explained.
Their eyes immediately became enthusiastic.
Although none of them were Body Refining Martial Artists, no one would mind having a stronger body, enhancing their vitality and maintaining peak condition in battle.
However, there was only one White Blood Spirit Stone.
"Let Mo Ling have this White Blood Spirit Stone. Anyone objects?"
Chu Ming said calmly.
Everyone nodded. Besides Chu Ming, Mo Ling was the strongest, and his improvement would ensure their safety.
Also, the White Blood Spirit Stone technically belonged to Chu Ming, and since he had no objection, neither did they.
Mo Ling cupped his hands sincerely. With this White Blood Spirit Stone, he was confident in further strengthening his body.
Mo Ling picked up the stone, found a secluded spot, sat cross-legged, and began refining it under the group’s protection.
During the refining process, Chu Ming watched the White Blood Spirit Stone, amazed. Through his spiritual sense, he saw the stone turning into vital energy, merging with Mo Ling’s body, and strengthening his physique.