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"However, the danger is endless. It's just that the two clans have moved ahead a bit, and according to the agreement, they won't arrive until next year. This time, even I can't make heads or tails of it."

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master said, "All of the disciples of the three clans are elites, and they also followed their elders to temper their wills. It is unknown when the Demonic Heart Forest appeared, but according to the books, the devil's home underwent a change, and all of the demon disciples died."

"However, the souls of the demons and devils have never left that place."

"Although this trip is dangerous, there are still some benefits. For example, the demon spirits there can be used to cultivate. At the level of us True Sun cultivators, refining a demon spirit can increase one's cultivation speed."

Ling Hao listened. He knew about the Demon Soul. After the Demon died, the concentrated soul would not have a consciousness. It would rely on its will before dying to survive in this world.

However, if a cultivator were to use it, it would be twice the result with half the effort.

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master's words were very clear, the pros and cons were clearly analysed.

Ling Hao agreed. This was in itself beneficial to him.

"Only, this time, I always feel that it's very strange. I can't say it, but you have to be more careful when you head over here this time."

"Alright."

Ling Hao nodded and left Vermillion Bird Hall.

After chatting with Yang Linglong for a while and bringing them home for dinner, the two of them sat in the yard. When Ling Changfeng and his wife saw this, they all smiled with a pleased expression on their faces.

Yang Linglong and Bai Ruoyun chatted for a while, and also understood why Ling Hao left half a month ago.

The more Grandma looked at her daughter-in-law, the more she liked her. Bai Ruoyun held her hand and chatted nonstop.

It was finally the day of departure.

The Vermilion Bird Hall Master and the Azure Dragon Hall Master stood outside the entrance, staring at the disciples before them.

"This trip to the Heart Forest will be led by me and the Green Dragon Hall Master."

"Ling Hao, Yang Linglong, Lan Ruozhi, Bai Qing, Li Mingxue, Lin Wuhen."

"The six of you are the elite disciples of my academy, as well as the pride of my academy. I hope that you can take care of yourselves, as opportunities and danger coexist in this trip."

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master took out an ink chessboard from his Cosmos Sack. The chessboard floated into the air and gradually grew larger.

Eight people were enough to sit down.

A gentle breeze caressed his cheek as the chessboard soared into the sky.

Li Mingxue looked at Ling Hao. At this moment, she had completely given up on trying to reunite with him. What he had lost would eventually become the past, no matter how many cracks there were.

On the way, Lan Ruozhi had talked a lot with Ling Hao. When she later saw that he didn't even want to talk to her, she immediately became a little disappointed.

"Is her beauty inferior to Yang Linglong?"

Bai Qing had an ice-cold personality as she quietly sat on the platform. Her emotions were mixed in her heart as well. The white-robed young man who wielded the fragmented sword was still clearly visible to her.

Lin Wu Hen was a true disciple of the new budding sect. He looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old and had a black treasure sword strapped to his back. He naturally did not believe that a lot of disciples had taught Ling Hao a lesson like this, because he had never seen it with his own eyes.

At this moment, he saw Ling Hao's appearance, who was about his own age.

It was just average.

The group of eight sat on the black board, each of them hiding their thoughts.

In the distant entrance of the forest, there were layers of dense fog that gave off a strange feeling.

There were around twenty people in front. Their clothes were all different, and there were both males and females; all of them were cultivators.

"Green Carp, with the strength of your race, how can you possibly destroy the elite disciples of the Spirit Flame Race?" Zhou Yuanlin was dressed in black, and his eyes were filled with violence.

He was from the Mo Luo Clan, the son of the clan leader, and also Zhou Cheng's father, Zhou Lin Yuan.

This time, the reason that they had opened the Heart Forest in advance was to kill the elite disciples of the Spirit Flame Race to avenge Zhou Cheng.

After hearing Zhou Lin Yuan's words, she said, "I don't know if she can be destroyed, but this time, we have done our best to repay the Mo Clan's favor."

Her Carp tribe wasn't very close to the Mo Luo tribe. This time, she followed the Mo Luo tribe into the demon heart jungle to help Zhou Cheng destroy the Spirit Flame race. After that, she would return to the carp tribe.

Therefore, it could not be said that the relationship between the two races was deep.

"Of course, we still need to rely on Elder Qing Cara." Zhou Lin Yuan cupped his fists respectfully.