Flames rose into the sky, and the body and soul of the old man with Hawkeye completely perished at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yun stretched out his hand, and the storage bag lying on the ground and the bright red sword jumped into his palm.

After dealing with all the more conspicuous traces left at the scene, Chen Yun controlled the magic weapon carrying Feng Yue into the air and teleported towards the original location.

As his cultivation has not yet released the seal, he must remain highly vigilant at all times.

But then again, Chen Yun felt a little confused deep down at this moment.

Even though his spiritual awareness was powerful and strange, it was enough to rival a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage.

However, in most cases now, he could not risk releasing his spiritual sense too far, and instead had to forcibly suppress most of his perception power.

Otherwise, once he is discovered and tracked by other top immortal masters of the Tuwu people or Tuwu masters who practice the secret arts of spiritual consciousness, then death will surely await him.

However, if he over-contracted his spiritual consciousness, it might give the more powerful Tuwu Immortal Master a chance to quietly approach him, putting him in unknown danger.

When he was cultivating gold-eating bugs in the center of the prairie, he was careless and relaxed his sensitivity to distant places, which resulted in him being discovered by a powerful man in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

However, the more important reason was that he narrowed the range of his spiritual awareness to the nearby area.

This resulted in a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul being able to track him as fast as lightning, with the astonishing speed even approaching that of a cultivator in the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

Only a few dozen miles away from the other party...

However, when Chen Yun returned to the Canglu tribe's camp, Ying Lu and others had already made preparations for the trip in an orderly manner.

And the carriage has been prepared, waiting for the return of the immortal master Chen Yun.

Ying Lu was very happy to see Chen Yun return, and hurriedly and respectfully invited Chen Yun to get on the carriage.

Then he urged the carriage to leave its original position and head towards the exit at the front entrance of the base at full speed.

Chen Yun sat quietly in the original carriage, closed his eyes, and planned to take a rest.

Unexpectedly, just as the carriage was about to reach the exit, there was a sudden creaking sound, and then the carriage stopped abruptly.

Chen Yun opened his eyes with a frown on his face, but did not lift the car curtain. He just quietly released part of his spiritual sense to sense the surrounding situation.

After a long time, several small convoys arrived here one after another.

The leaders of each team greeted Ying Lu politely and then merged their teams together.

At this moment, Chen Yun suddenly realized that in just two days since he left, the leader of the Heron Tribe had successfully united many small tribes and embarked on the journey together.

Each of these convoys was equipped with a cultivator as a guard, but their strength seemed quite weak.

The immortal masters of two of the teams had only reached the Qi Refining stage. According to local customs, this level was not enough to qualify for a formal career as an immortal master.

Chen Yun speculated that these two tribes might have joined the convoy based on some kind of compromise conditions.

After being sealed, Chen Yun's cultivation level dropped to the middle stage of foundation building, but he became the most powerful cultivator in the team.

Chen Yun lowered his head in thought, then shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

In his opinion, bringing these people along would not bring much substantial help, but on the contrary, would become a burden.

At this time, the Red Wolf Tribe's convoy also eagerly came into view.

When Chen Yun's eyes fell on the carriage in their convoy, his eyes flickered slightly.

Just as he was about to retract his spiritual sense, he discovered another extremely subtle spiritual sense passing over the convoy.

If it weren't for his extremely powerful spiritual sense, he would have found it difficult to detect the existence of this spiritual sense.

Chen Yun's expression changed instantly. Without having time to think, he immediately restrained and concealed his aura.

Sure enough, after investigating the entire convoy, this ray of spiritual consciousness quickly turned around and began searching for vehicles that carried the aura of immortal cultivators.

After a brief search, this wisp of spiritual consciousness stayed on Chen Yun for a moment, but finally returned empty-handed and disappeared into the air.

Chen Yun looked gloomy and coldly glanced in the direction of the base they had just come out of.

"No need to deliberately dress up as an old man. If this man had not been seriously injured, even if two or three of us gathered together to fight, we would not be able to defeat him."

"But now, considering that the other party is restrained by the Immortal Capture Hand, there is no need to worry too much."

"For a period of time to come, I will stay here to ensure that the other party cannot escape."

"We must obtain the top-secret method of breeding gold-eating bugs in the bodies of foreign races, and the seizure of this information will become the primary task of the Temple."

"Not only your place, but also the surrounding garrisons will send high-ranking immortal masters of the same status as me to station there, and gradually form a strict defense system."

"Once the deployment is complete, the Saint and another Saint Master will also rush to the nearby temple to wait for the opening ceremony to end."

"At that time, the Saintess and the two Saint Mentors will use the holy tools to summon the Saint Beast clones and use the power of the Saint Beast to quickly locate the other party's hiding place. By then, the foreigners will be in a desperate situation with nowhere to escape."

The bald-browed old man explained calmly.

"I see. We originally thought that the immortal masters who issued the order had not sent anyone to supervise us in carrying out the mission since issuing the order."

The woman in palace dress breathed a sigh of relief.

"Humph! How could your tricks be hidden from others? However, this matter cannot be entirely blamed on you. Although this person has been severely injured, you are still unable to resist."

"Not only you, but also those with weaker cultivation in other search teams are facing similar difficulties."

"We old men never had any hope of finding this man by alerting him."

"After all, the foreigners' escape techniques are first-rate. They are proficient in earth escape techniques, and the blood escape techniques they use to escape are even more bizarre and unpredictable."

"Even if someone notices it, it will be difficult to intercept it without the presence of the Great Immortal Master."

"We are fully aware of this. However, you need to be aware of this. We still need to continue our surface work and search nearby from time to time."

The old man snorted coldly and gave a warning.

"Yes, sir! Senior (Uncle Master)" The middle-aged man and the woman in palace dress looked at each other and responded happily.

After all, their previous perfunctory response made the two of them worried.

However, now that I know the truth, my doubts have disappeared.

"By the way, Senior Ying, since you just noticed that the person who was poisoned in the convoy was quite abnormal, do you need me to detain him so that you can find out the reason?"

The big man asked flatteringly.

"That person..." The bald-browed old man's mind moved, and he twirled his beard and fell into deep thought.

"That's all. This person may have taken some kind of magic medicine, or he may have a poison-avoiding treasure, so he can resist the attack of toxins. In fact, there is not much mystery."

"However, his master should have a certain background. From what I have observed, there is already death in his body." "It is estimated that his life span will not exceed a few days. If he dies in our hands during this period, it will probably cause many disputes."

The bald-browed old man finally waved his hand and made a decision.

"Follow the teachings of our predecessors."

The big man's flattery failed to bring the desired effect, but instead made him feel embarrassed.

At this time, the bald-browed old man turned to the direction of the convoy again, his eyes cast into the distance, and his brows inadvertently frowned.

That moment just now might have been just an illusion when he first examined the convoy.

His eyelids suddenly twitched slightly, and he unexpectedly felt an unusual sense of oppression from the cultivator in the other carriage.

However, this feeling was too short-lived. When he searched carefully for the second time to confirm it, he did not find anything abnormal on the cultivator.

This made him feel a little doubtful and he became hesitant.

That person gave him such a feeling that there were only two possibilities for the truth.

Either there was something wrong with his spiritual sense just now, or this person's spiritual sense far surpassed his, and it was very likely that he was the foreigner.

However, no matter which situation is revealed, it does not seem to be a good thing for him.

If it was the former, at most it would just be embarrassing in front of the two juniors and damaging his reputation. But if it was the latter, it would be a real big trouble.

Although in front of the middle-aged man and the woman in palace dress, he acted as if he could easily deal with the seriously injured foreigner.

But in fact, as one of the immortal cultivators who had participated in the blocking war, he felt deeply afraid of the magical powers of foreigners and their ferocity of fighting against many enemies alone.

The bodies of those monks who had fallen all turned into purple ice.

Even his Nascent Soul was frozen. He still remembers this tragic ending vividly.

Even if the other party was really seriously injured, it would be easy to drag him down with him.

Forget it, there are no other Nascent Soul cultivators around.

It is better not to risk verifying such ambiguous and life-threatening speculation.

Anyway, it won't be long before the Great Immortal Master and the Saintess personally take action to deal with this foreigner.

After careful consideration, the bald-browed old man sighed softly and gave up the idea of ​​chasing the vehicle and stopping it.

If he were two hundred years younger, perhaps he would really choose to take the risk and give it a try.

But now, as time goes by, he cherishes his life more.

Watching the convoy gradually moving away, the bald-browed old man stood there motionless.

This surprised the man and woman behind him, and they looked at each other, but they didn't have the courage to ask the reason.

……

After Chen Yun and others drove for more than ten miles, they still did not see the master of the spiritual consciousness in the base catching up with them, so he felt relieved.

The divine consciousness just now came very quickly. Although he reacted in time, he was still not used to the sudden decrease in his cultivation.

It seemed that his spiritual awareness was slightly hesitant, and he was not sure whether he had really deceived the other party.

Moreover, that spiritual consciousness was so subtle and hidden, it was obvious that he had practiced a special secret method related to it.

With his heart somewhat settled, he still sat in the car, carefully continuing to hold his breath.

After walking for half a day, Chen Yun looked relaxed.

He began to slowly release his spiritual sense again, automatically covering all abnormal phenomena within a radius of more than 20 miles.

Then, he flipped his hand and took out the storage bag of the Eagle-eyed old man from his arms. He turned the bag upside down, and a large number of various items poured out in the flashing white light.

His eyes quickly scanned the items before he reached for a small bottle, opened the cap and took a sniff.

After a moment's thought, he shook his head and looked away.

He then picked up another bottle and repeated the same action, as if he was looking for something specific.

Finally, when the cap of an inconspicuous green jade bottle was opened, before Chen Yun could figure out what was inside, a wisp of purple smoke floated out from it.

Chen Yun's face suddenly turned gloomy. He opened his mouth without hesitation, and a ball of green light gushed out, instantly enveloping the purple air.

However, in an instant, the green light began to spread outward from the inside and gradually turned black.

Chen Yun's face changed drastically. While the green light had not yet been completely contaminated, he blew hard and the light ball instantly rushed into the small bottle. Chen Yun immediately picked up the bottle cap and quickly sealed the bottle mouth.

Only at this moment did he breathe a long sigh of relief.

Finally, the effort was not in vain, and some residual toxins were obtained, which was also a considerable gain. Things like the Ten Deadly Poisons were usually hard to come by.

And the Kong family actually possessed this kind of poison, it seemed that they were indeed extraordinary.

After he carefully put the small bottle into his storage bag, he had an idea and sent a ray of spiritual consciousness into a carriage of the Fire Wolf Tribe.

Deep inside the cave, Feng Yue was concentrating on holding a round bead about the size of a fist in his hands.

With his eyes closed, he sat cross-legged on the ground, devoting himself to the practice.

At this moment, streams of black aura were continuously flowing from his hands into the round bead, causing the originally pure white bead to gradually turn into dark black and become brighter and brighter.

In front of him, there was a row of medicine bottles neatly arranged, most of which had their stoppers opened, with pills of various colors scattered on the ground.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Yun shook his head slightly and then withdrew his spiritual consciousness.

He soon realized that although the bead seemed to be some kind of rare treasure that could absorb some of the toxins, in fact, it had reached the upper limit of its carrying capacity.

Moreover, these inhaled toxins are likely to reappear soon after, and will hardly have any substantial impact on the poisons that have already penetrated deeply into the body.

It was undoubtedly an unrealistic fantasy for Feng Yue to try to eliminate the toxins in his body within just a dozen days.

Chen Yun pondered secretly in his heart, then closed his eyes expressionlessly and entered a state of deep meditation.

For the next seven or eight days, the journey was relatively peaceful.

Only two low-level iron-hoofed beasts with no eyes accidentally broke into the convoy.

As a result, it was bombarded with several magical weapons by several immortal masters of the Tuwu tribe who were eager to try, and naturally became their trophy.

Only Chen Yun, Feng Yue and another Tuwu tribe immortal master who was in charge of escorting the team stayed in the carriage and did not participate in the battle. (End of this chapter)