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"That's right, could it be that that beast has already …"
The top ten disciples of the Qing-Yun Sect all looked at Ling Jian with curiosity. They, who were used to seeing Ling Jian perform miracles, could not help but think of the possibility of Ling Jian killing that beast.
"You must be thinking too much. How easy is it to deal with a tenth heavenly death level beast?"
Ling Jian shook his head. He immediately suppressed these unrealistic thoughts of his. Soon after, he smiled towards the three great elders and said.
Well, it's good enough that we can come back. Speaking of which, our Young Lord is also a legendary figure, and he could actually escape from the mouth of a ten layer death level berserk beast.
Although he was unwilling to admit that Ling Jian and the Chaotic World Sword combined possessed the means to kill this kind of existence, at the very least, it was already an outstanding feat for this young man to be able to escape from such an existence.
The ten great disciples of the Qing Yun Sect and the three great elders looked at each other. The three great elders looked at each other, and they could see the shock and astonishment in each other's eyes.
Especially the Third Elder, the hidden displeasure between his brows was even more vivid.
"Damn it, this little bastard's luck is really not ordinary."
At the side, Xiao Lingyun cursed under his breath, feeling quite displeased.
"This vicious beast has already left the Abyss of Flames. I was the one who lured this beast away. Everyone, make some preparations and we will immediately head back into the Abyss of Flames."
Ling Jian looked at everyone before replying.
"Ah?" This fierce beast is no longer here? "
"In that case, it's very good, very good. In that case, we won't have any concerns if we go to the Wildfire Abyss again."
The top ten Qing-Yun disciples glanced at each other and said with a smile.
"Third Elder, do you have any objections?"
Ling Jian looked at the silent Third Elder, and could not help but snort in his heart as he spoke.
"Young Sect Master, even though the beast is gone from this Wild Flame Abyss, the harsh environment inside will cause us to consume quite a large amount of energy ourselves. Unless we consume a Grade 7 Desolate Spirit Pill now, we might really end up dying if something unexpected happens."
Third Elder Xiao Lingye could not help but let out a bitter laugh.
Alright, you don't have to worry. Since that beast has already left, the safety of the Desolate Flame Abyss will be my responsibility. Everyone, listen to the Junior Sect Leader.
Allheaven Yan's tiger-like eyes swept over the place before smiling as he glanced at Ling Jian. After which, his powerful voice directly sounded out.
"Also, this time, I have a serious suspicion. The timing of the appearance of this Death Level Ten Heaven Beast in the Desolate Flame Abyss is a little suspicious …"
Luo Tianyan's eyes were deep as they swept across the entrance of the Desolate Flame Abyss in the distance. His voice was low and deep.
"Third uncle, you actually have the same feeling?"
Upon hearing Luo Tianyan's words, Ling Jian, who was walking beside him, paused for a moment before he started laughing bitterly.
"Young Sect Master, you noticed it too?"
Luo Tian Yan's eyes widened as he stared at Ling Jian. The shock in his eyes had long since been extinguished. He was already used to Ling Jian's abilities and his heaven-defying abilities.
"Although I'm not certain, I believe that as long as we join hands with them, we can definitely clarify the matter. Hmph, I hope my guess is not true, or else I will make these damned fellows pay a heavy price."
Ling Jian clenched his fists and sneered. Then, he suddenly increased his speed as he advanced towards the depths of the Desolate Flame Abyss.
"This time, I hope that nothing bad will happen. I hope that none of the disciples of our Qing-Yun Sect in the Abyss of Flames are left."
Luo Tianyan frowned. He tossed the displeasure in his heart to the back of his head and then rushed over.
"..."
The moon was high in the sky, and it was early in the morning.
In the depths of the Desolate Flame Abyss, at least a few hundred miles away.
Under the bright moonlight, the group of people streaked across the dark night like ghosts. If one looked carefully, they could see more than ten figures. This group of people were none other than the people from the Qing-Yun Sect.
"Fourth Elder, are you sure that the disciples of our Qing-Yun Sect are here?"
Ling Jian took the lead and directly appeared at the very front. Looking at the extremely dense arena in front of him, his brows slightly furrowed as he opened his mouth and spoke.
This place was the deepest place in the entire Wildfire Abyss, and it was also the only place with a scenery. Compared to the previous bare spots, this place was much more lush and flourishing.
At this moment, they had already completely entered into the depths of the Wildfire Abyss, and were nearing the vicinity of the Hundred Miles Continent.
"Young Sect Master, this is absolutely true. They are inside."
The Fourth Elder Li Jue Tian didn't hesitate. He directly said this after hearing the Fourth Elder's words. He was in charge of the disciples here, so he was clearly more clear about the specific locations.
This was the last point of reference for the Qing-Yun Sect disciples. Previously, when they had entered the depths of the Ancient Desolation, they had met with many sources of information. Without exception, all of them would be destroyed.
Between Ling Jian's brows, some of his bad emotions were throbbing, and his right eyelid was constantly twitching.
His subconscious told him that something bad was about to happen.
"Since that is the case, let us enter. The desolation aura inside is even stronger. Therefore, everyone should slowly enter to avoid wasting too much energy."
This was a black vegetation, and under the bright moonlight, it looked just like the claw of a devil, extremely sinister and shocking. It emitted waves of rotten air, an ancient aura, and it could be said without any hesitation that the desolation and decay of a part of the Desolate Flame Abyss was caused by this place.
"If they were really forced into this place, the disciples of our Qing-Yun Sect would definitely suffer greatly."
Ling Jian's heart turned heavy. Even though the disciples of the Qing-Yun Sect were carrying a large amount of Desolate Spirit Pills, it was obvious that they would be consumed even faster here …
"Alright."
The top ten disciples of Qing Yun, as well as the third elder and others, had also noticed the abnormality in front of them. Their eyes grew serious as they slowly walked in.
Under Ling Jian's lead, everyone slowly walked into the entrance, with their hearts in their mouths. The sharp-witted ones all felt that the moment they stepped in, there seemed to be a rich desolation, a decaying aura, that rapidly followed the crevices in the ground, and rapidly wound up.
"..."