After another hour, a sudden underground fissure appeared a few dozen feet away from the five people. Their divine senses swept over it and discovered that the fissure led directly to the volcano ahead.

"As expected," Mo Wuji stopped placing the array flags. The reason he could open this concealment array wasn't because his array skills were truly that high, but because he had seen this type of concealment array before.

Back in the Sick Wood Plain, when dealing with the Ma Zei, Wuchang and Wushuang, he had encountered such a powerful concealment array. If a Ma Zei hadn't led him to the entrance of that array, he estimated that he wouldn't have found it even after searching for a hundred years.

"Alliance Head Mo, entering from here could very likely mean certain death," Feng Zhe said with a slightly worried tone, looking at the fissure leading directly to the bottom of the volcano.

Mo Wuji calmly said, "The location has been found. Everyone is welcome to enter with me, or you can stay here. It's all up to you."

After speaking, Mo Wuji was the first to jump into the fissure. Putting aside the fact that he was the Alliance Head of the Hundred Sect Alliance, he had to save Linglong because she was the number one Heavenly Pill Master of the Lost Continent and a True God Stage expert in trouble. Moreover, considering their personal friendship, he had to save Linglong.

Seeing Mo Wuji enter, Xing Huang followed without hesitation.

Feng Zhenqiu laughed heartily, "How can we let the Alliance Head lead the way to save my Wen Tian School's number one Pill Master..."

Feng Zhenqiu stepped into the fissure, following after Xing Huang.

Feng Zhe was a bit stunned. He looked at Fang Zhentian, who smiled slightly, "Since my Tian Mo Sect is a member of the Hundred Sect Alliance, naturally we cannot fall behind. Moreover, Alliance Head Mo has shown me kindness. The Tian Mo Sect values gratitude and grudges clearly."

While speaking, Fang Zhentian also jumped into the fissure.

Feng Zhe sighed. If he didn't go in, not only would the Da Yan Sect be ridiculed, but he wouldn't be able to hold his head up. Despite still feeling some resistance in his heart, he could only follow the others and jump into the fissure.

Despite being under a volcano, Mo Wuji and the others still didn't feel any heat, and even felt a bit of coolness. The space below seemed naturally formed, without fixed steps. There was only a winding fissure leading into the distance, uneven and looking more like an underground crack caused by an earthquake. There wasn't a trace of light either, but fortunately, everyone had their divine senses, so the lack of light didn't affect them at all.

After circling up and down for a full half hour in this underground passage, a sliver of light finally appeared in front of them.

Mo Wuji sped up, and the others quickly arrived at the source of the light.

It was a basin hidden at the bottom of the mountain, with the bottom and surrounding areas all uneven. However, dozens of large night-luminescent pearls made it clear that someone had been here, even if the place was naturally formed. That trace of coolness was rising from the bottom of this basin.

Above them, a stream of azure Qi descended directly, permeating into the bottom of the basin. The top of this azure Qi was several feet in diameter, while the bottom was only a foot in diameter, looking like a cone.

Even if Mo Wuji was inexperienced, he knew that this azure Qi was likely a part of the Qing Jin Heart Flame outside.

When Mo Wuji turned his gaze to the edge of the basin, he saw Linglong amidst the hazy blue light. Linglong was lying horizontally in the air next to the azure Qi, without a trace of life. Even her face was deathly pale, and he couldn't sense any vitality. Mo Wuji could already refine Grade 5 Earth Spiritual Pills, making him a true Grade 5 Earth Pill Master. He could tell Linglong's condition at a glance; nearly ninety percent of the blood in her body had been drained.

Then he saw the earthen niche on the earthen wall closest to Linglong. Sitting in this niche was a man almost like a skeleton. At this moment, this man was staring at Mo Wuji.

Feng Zhenqiu and the others also saw the skeletal man and instinctively scattered.

"Qi Laoshi?" Mo Wuji recognized the skeletal man at a glance. Even though this Qi Laoshi was just skin and bones compared to the Qi Laoshi he knew, Mo Wuji could still remember his faint appearance.

He didn't understand what Qi Laoshi had gone through to become such a monstrous, inhuman being.

"So it's you, very good, very good..." The skin-and-bones figure emitted a chilling sound, and the killing intent on his body could no longer be concealed.

A familiar feeling surged into Mo Wuji's heart. Mo Wuji's heart trembled, and he immediately took a step back, staring calmly at the skeletal man in front of him, "You are not Qi Laoshi, you are Jing Gumu. You seized Qi Laoshi..."

As Mo Wuji said this, he was secretly shocked. Jing Gumu's remnant soul had been ambushed by him and Pu Qian, and was heavily injured and escaped again. He thought Jing Gumu would never be able to recover, but how many years had it been? Jing Gumu had actually seized Qi Laoshi. Judging by his appearance, his strength was probably restored a lot.

This Qi Laoshi was too useless, actually being seized by a remnant soul, what an idiot! No wonder he wondered why Qi Laoshi had never come looking for him. It turned out this guy had been seized.

"Haha..." The skeletal man laughed, "Your eyes haven't gone blind after all, you actually recognized me as Jing Gumu. Originally, I only wanted to find some powerful souls and essence blood to replenish my spiritual soul, but I didn't expect you to deliver yourself to my door, and you even brought four good fellows with you. Do you know whose blood I want to drink the most right now? It's yours, you little ant."

Jing Gumu was laughing, his laughter hiding endless anger and killing intent.

"Jing Gumu?" Almost at the same time as Mo Wuji called out Jing Gumu's name, Feng Zhenqiu and the others' expressions changed drastically, and they all grabbed their magic treasures, becoming extremely vigilant.

They might not know many other people, but everyone knew Jing Gumu. Back then, the Tian Sect was even more powerful than the Wen Tian School in the Lost Continent. The Sect Leader, Jing Gumu, had overwhelming cultivation, and no one dared to say half a word in front of him.

"Everyone, don't worry, this person has only been seized recently, and his cultivation hasn't recovered to even a tenth of its original strength, so he won't be too strong..."

Before Mo Wuji could finish his comforting words, Jing Gumu pounced over directly. His withered hand reached straight for the top of Mo Wuji's head. Mo Wuji was the person he hated the most, and if he didn't kill Mo Wuji, he would always have a thorn in his heart.

The terrifying suppressive force swept over, and Mo Wuji felt cold all over. The feeling of being stared at by a poisonous snake made him unable to move even a little. The difference in strength was too great, and even if he reacted, he couldn't escape.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Three consecutive bursts of violent spiritual essence exploded, hitting Jing Gumu's palm.

"Pfft!" Jing Gumu spat out a mouthful of essence blood, and his entire body crashed back, smashing his earthen niche into pieces.

Jing Gumu looked at Feng Zhenqiu and the others in shock, "How is this possible? How could you bring three True God Stage cultivators..."

He then looked at Feng Zhe, who hadn't made a move, "Could it be that you brought four True God Stage experts here? When did the Lost Continent have so many True God Stage cultivators? Four of them at once?"

He hadn't stopped Linglong's message because he was severely lacking in blood and spirits. He needed the blood of some strong cultivators to enhance his cultivation and the powerful spirits to forcibly strengthen his own soul. However, he hadn't expected to attract four True God Stage experts at once.

The Lost Continent indeed didn't have that many True God Stage experts, but Mo Wuji was the Alliance Head of the Hundred Sect Alliance, and he had brought almost half of the True God Stage experts from the Hundred Sect Alliance.

"Alliance Head, if I'm not mistaken, Jing Gumu should be planning to use Linglong's blood as a guide to refine the Qing Jin Heart..." Fang Zhentian of the Tian Mo Sect stared at Jing Gumu in the distance, speaking in a grave tone.

Hearing this, even Jing Gumu, who had been shocked by Mo Wuji bringing four True God Stage experts, looked at Fang Zhentian in disbelief. He didn't understand how others knew about such a secret.

"How do you know?" Mo Wuji asked, puzzled.

Fang Zhentian looked at Jing Gumu and replied in a deep voice, "If that's really the case, then Linglong should be of the Ice Spiritual Body. This type of body isn't really suitable for refining pills, but Linglong not only refined pills, but also became a Heavenly Pill Master, which shows that Linglong has extremely strong talent. According to the records in the Tian Sect's scriptures, when the Qing Jin Heart is first born, it can use the blood of the Ice Spiritual Body as a guide to stabilize the Qing Jin Heart, and then slowly refine it."

"Who exactly are you, and how do you know my Tian Sect's secrets?" Jing Gumu stood up, staring at Fang Zhentian with an icy gaze, his eyes like the cold air shooting out from an ice cave.

Fang Zhentian calmly said, "Because I am the Sect Leader of the Tian Mo Sect, and the Tian Mo Sect was once a branch that split off from the Tian Sect."

Jing Gumu was stunned. He knew about some of the Tian Sect's disappearance. Now that his strength hadn't fully recovered, he didn't have the time or energy to manage the Tian Sect's affairs. Once his strength recovered, he would cause rivers of blood to flow in the Lost Continent and then restore the Tian Sect's position.

"Since you are a disciple of my Tian Sect, quickly come and pay respects to the ancestral teacher and listen to my orders," Jing Gumu immediately shouted sternly.

Fang Zhentian stared at Jing Gumu, his tone turning cold, "Jing Gumu, you are not worthy to be called my, Fang Zhentian's, ancestral teacher. My ancestral teacher, Qu Chengzi, was imprisoned by you under the Tian Sect's Demon Binding Cave. If he wasn't lucky, my ancestral teacher would have long fallen in the Demon Binding Cave. Would I recognize you, a trash who almost killed my ancestral teacher? Jing Gumu, even if your face is whiter than someone's ass, it's no use."

"So you are a disciple of that little demon brat, Qu Chengzi, no wonder you have the aura of a little demon brat all over you. Since you dare to come here today, then stay here."

As Jing Gumu spoke, he raised his hand and threw out dozens of array flags. The surrounding scenery changed instantly, and the five people quickly lost sight of each other.

At this moment, he already knew that Mo Wuji had brought four True God Stage experts. Using force to confront him was no longer an option.

Before Mo Wuji could understand what array they were trapped in, a series of loud explosions came. Without even looking, the others knew that their retreat had been sealed off.