Lu Yaoyao looked full of regret.
It is said that the Five Sects Trial, held once every sixty years, offers extremely generous rewards, with treasures from the five sects’ own collections as prizes.
Senior Brother Li Daoxuan has won first place twice.
"Conceal your aura, be careful!" Zhou Qing reminded with a solemn face.
Then, the two cautiously and slowly headed toward the direction of the abyss.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
At this moment, sharp whistling sounds occasionally came from the sky. Lu Yaoyao looked up and then whispered, "They don’t seem to be from the Five Sects. They should be cultivators from small sects."
After all, this place is not anyone’s private territory. People from various sects can come here to try their luck and explore opportunities.
The news that several Spirit Severing Realm masters fought for treasures here couldn’t be sealed off, so now everyone is thinking of trying to get a piece of the action.
"Unexpectedly, twenty days have passed, and instead of the number of people decreasing, more and more people are coming!" Zhou Qing sighed.
Moreover, those passing through the sky include many Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators.
"It seems it was right to bring Lu Yaoyao this time. Maybe we can take this chance to boost some Ignore Points!" Zhou Qing’s eyes brightened.
Thus, the two of them gradually approached the abyss.
Soon, they saw a massive pitch-black abyss appear within the sea of trees, with many figures continuously diving into it.
However, some were hiding around the abyss, quietly lurking, seemingly intending to reap the benefits without doing the work.
In the next moment, several Divine Senses probed toward them.
Zhou Qing saw this and let out a cold snort, then released a powerful Divine Sense, causing those in hiding to groan and withdraw their senses in fright.
Then, the two of them plunged into the abyss without hesitation.
As soon as they entered the abyss, a thick, pervasive aura of death surged towards them like an icy tide, enveloping them instantly.
Lu Yaoyao couldn’t help but shiver, but soon regained normalcy as Spiritual Power flowed within her.
As they continued to descend into the abyss, the aura of death became increasingly chilling, causing an involuntary oppressive feeling to creep into their hearts.
Zhou Qing didn’t expect the Old Peng King’s burial ground to be so full of lifeless energy.
He lightly waved his right hand, and a layer of Spiritual Power-formed Golden Crow Flame covered Lu Yaoyao, ifluminating the icy look on her face.
"Thank you, senior brother!" Lu Yaoyao said with a happy smile.
They continued their descent, soon seeing from above a giant concave area,
the shape of which precisely outlined the silhouette of a Golden-winged Roc, with the marks of its extended wings clearly discernible.
Obviously, this was the resting place of the Golden-winged Roc’s corpse.
This scene caused Zhou Qing to feel a bit dazed, recalling when he entered the third coffin with his Second Uncle and saw the skeleton of a giant crow.
"This Golden-winged Roc is truly enormous, worthy of being at the Demon Emperor level!" Lu Yaoyao exclaimed again, her eyes full of amazement.
As they descended, they saw many figures anxiously searching for something.
Their outfits suggested they belonged to different sects and factions, with wary and cautious looks in their eyes towards each other.
Zhou Qing first carefully scanned the surroundings, his eyebrows slightly furrowing.
This place looked empty, not even a piece of ground tile, just as the Supreme Elder said, it’s not the inheritance ground of the Old Peng King, merely his burial place after being slain by some strong individual.
"Stay close!" Zhou Qing turned to remind Lu Yaoyao.
Lu Yaoyao hurriedly nodded vigorously, sticking close to Zhou Qing.
After all, the surrounding figures were all casting hostile glances.
Thus, the two walked and stopped in the abyss, continuously using various methods to probe and search. Fresh chapters posted on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⚑𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⚑𝙣𝙚𝙩
But after a long time, they found nothing of value, as if it was just an ordinary abyss.
"Something’s wrong—" Zhou Qing suddenly thought of something, a strange light flashing in his eyes.
Recalling that at the beginning, there was a powerful Barrier Restriction above this abyss, preventing Divinity Transformation and Spirit Severing cultivators from entering.
Even the silver-haired woman with Spirit Severing Realm cultivation quickly withdrew after slightly touching the barrier, not daring to risk it.
Later, after the Golden-winged Roc absorbed the blood of several Demon Race members, it awakened and broke free.
Since then, the barrier vanished mysteriously.
From this series of events, two suspicious points arise.
Firstly, if the Old Peng King was straightforwardly killed, how would he have time to set up such a barrier?
Such a massive corpse lying exposed here, even without mentioning passersby, the slightly sensitive-nosed Demon Beasts would have easily found it, after all.