Pei Xiaoqin reached out and picked up the spear. There was no resentment on his face, only helplessness.

The woman put away her spear, stood up and came to Wang Shuo's side: "Senior Wang, it's my wildest dreams. I don't dare to dream anymore, but my son... I just beg you to spare his life!"

Wang Shuo opened his eyes: "Don't worry, your son Shangguanjie will be fine, but if I get angry, I don't know if he will be unscathed!"

"Yes, senior, you are right, I will obey your words from now on!" Pei Xiaoqin begged.

Wang Shuo nodded and pointed at the Nascent Soul monks: "You see they are all in low spirits. This is not going to work. Try to find a way to cheer them up!"

"Ah?" Pei Xiaoqin looked embarrassed: "This..."

"Just go ahead and do it!" Wang Shuo's eyes flashed coldly.

"yes!"

Pei Xiaoqin turned around and entered the group of Nascent Soul monks, whispering something to them, mostly saying that there was still hope of survival, and that Wang Shuo would not let them sacrifice blood!

"Brother Wang is so bad, using other people's children as a handle!" Xue Yuyan said with a smile.

Lin Ying let out a long sigh: "Although I have been at odds with this woman for many years, I can use Shangguanjie as an excuse. It's really..."

Wang Shuo naturally understood what Lin Ying meant and shrugged: "Why not use the dead!"

"Dead man? Why is he dead? I didn't hear before that you controlled him to go to the Elder's Hall..."

Wang Shuo nodded: "It is true that he controlled Shangguanjie, but he is indeed dead!"

Then Wang Shuo closed his eyes again and established mental contact with the Nascent Soul monks through the soul spells in their bodies.

"Don't panic, everyone. I know that you were coerced by that woman to come to this secret realm, and you will all become blood sacrifices when the time comes. But I can save your lives. After all, I care about the four treasures, not some strange beasts!"

The eyes of those who had listened to Pei Xiaoqin's persuasion suddenly lit up, as if they could see light again in the darkness, and they all showed expressions of joy.

Especially those monks who heard Pei Xiaoqin's whisper looked at Wang Shuo with conviction.

After a while, Wang Shuo opened his eyes: "These old ghosts who have lived for hundreds of years are just different!"

"What's wrong?" Xue Yuyan asked curiously.

The corner of Wang Shuo's mouth curled up slightly: "I told them that I could save them. Their consciousness fluctuated and they were ecstatic at first. Although they believed it on their faces and showed their trust in me, they were half-convinced in their hearts!"

"It's said that monks in the Nascent Soul stage are old ghosts. Otherwise, how could they survive to the Nascent Soul stage?"

"makes sense!"

…

After three hundred miles, everyone walked slowly in the fog in the early morning and rested at night, walking and stopping. It took four days before the woman informed Wang Shuo that the entrance was approaching.

Wang Shuo walked side by side with the woman: "In other words, if we go a little further, we will reach the south entrance of Wuxin Palace. We just have to find it?"

The woman nodded: "That's true..."

"ah--"

A scream came from the side, Wang Shuo and the woman stopped, and a group of Nascent Soul monks also stopped.

The sound came from the rear right, and a smooth gash was made in a man's waist, as if a sharp blade had passed through his waist.

Fortunately, the wound only lasted half of the waist, otherwise this body would have been destroyed.

"What happened?" the woman asked coldly.

The man's waist has been affixed with a healing talisman, and his wounds are recovering little by little. His face is ferocious, and he is pointing not far away.

Everyone looked towards where he was pointing and saw a piece of blood hanging in the void, with a flat and slender shape.

"The space crack is a permanent crack caused by destruction!" Everyone exclaimed: "There was no such thing in this poisonous forest last time!"

Wang Shuo frowned slightly. He had seen space cracks in the classics. Spell space cracks could achieve the effect of teleportation. The teleportation array fell into this category.

But the permanent space crack caused by the destruction is a hole in the space, which is extremely destructive.

The man's body passed through the space crack, and his body was forcibly separated due to the space crack. Fortunately, he only touched the corners, otherwise he would have been cut off in the middle!

Thanks to the weak nature of this space crack, it is said that powerful space cracks can absorb and shatter the surrounding space.

At this time, everyone was frightened by this scene. If there was such a crack on the road at any time, who would dare to move forward rashly?

When the man was almost recovered, the woman said coldly: "Keep going!"

However, everyone stopped and were very resistant.

The woman was about to get angry, but Wang Shuo suddenly stopped her and said to the Nascent Soul monks: "Hurry up and set off. Those who resist the order, don't forget the wedding curse in your body. I can make your souls fly away with a single thought."

"But this space crack..." Everyone was still unmoved.

Wang Shuo sighed and looked at the woman: "You figured out a way to solve it!"

The woman gritted her teeth, grabbed the nearest man, strangled his neck, and lifted him up: "Do you believe I will kill you now?"

"Kill us...you...why do you, a demon, offer a blood sacrifice...if you don't get the beast...you have to die too!" the man said with difficulty.

The woman naturally knew this truth, snorted coldly, and threw him to the ground. The force was really not small.

The man rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

The woman looked at Wang Shuo and said, "Senior must have some idea, I wonder if it is possible?"

Wang Shuo smiled slightly: "If you want me to take action, it's easy, but I won't do it in vain..."

The woman secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Her turbid eyes could not tell what she was thinking, and she took out various techniques, magic weapons, elixirs, talismans, and formations from the gourd.

All the Nascent Soul cultivators looked at it with eyes wide open. Any item in it would be enough for them to fight to the death. Now that there are so many items in front of them, how can they not make people excited.

Wang Shuo was also shocked by this. He really didn't expect that the monk's gourd could contain so many treasures. However, his face was unmoved, and he kept shaking his head with an impatient look.

"Do you think I can understand the skills and spells of this lower realm?" Wang Shuo frowned and said angrily.

The woman's face froze, these things are all her treasures. If any of them were put into the world, they would be fought over by many people. If these things are not in Wang Shuo's eyes, then they really don't know what they should do to please Wang Shuo.

Wang Shuo let out a long sigh: "Do you have... some foreign objects that cannot be cracked, or special books?"

"Uh..." The woman took out a bunch of nameless foreign objects and various books from the gourd: "Senior, these are the only ones!"

Wang Shuo looked around casually, and his eyes quickly locked on an animal skin book. The written words were exactly the characters that Wang Shuo couldn't understand before.

"What is this?" Wang Shuo picked up the book and asked.

"This is an ancient talisman book. It is tens of thousands of years old. It is a dictionary written by our ancestors to translate ancient texts!"

Wang Shuo smiled: "That's it!"
Chapter completed!