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Right now, the two sides of the road were overgrown with weeds. The only path that stretched out into the distance was the ancient path. The three meter wide road was overgrown on both sides, and mountains could be seen in the distance, flickering in and out of the clouds.

"This terrain is quite strange. There are mountains on both sides of the road. If we want to pass through, I'm afraid this ancient path is the only one." Qingyang carefully observed and sighed in his heart, "No wonder the caravan was so worried. If there were bandits lying in ambush on both sides, then no Xiantian master would have a narrow chance of survival."

Indeed, just as Qingyang had thought, because this Ancient Road was not within the boundaries of the two countries, Beitang and Nan Rong were too lazy to bother with it. Furthermore, the continuous mountain range provided excellent cover for the bandits.

The bandits were familiar with the terrain, and they could rely on ambushes and sniping attacks. Even without the remnants of the South Rongjun Dragons, they might be able to scatter the ordinary guards and escape.

Even if Nan Rong and Yan Long wanted to send troops to annihilate the remaining tribes, once they left the Black Tortoise Mountain, they would not be able to escape from the eyes of Beitang Tang. If they were not careful, they might even trigger a war between the two countries.

Suddenly, Qingyang spread out his divine sense and discovered a large group of people dozens of miles away in a cave wrapped in a mountain wall. To be able to gather so many people in such a desolate place, what else could it be other than bandits?

"Oh? Three of them are at the Xiantian Foundation Establishment stage, two of them are at the Xiantian Spirit Refinement stage, and one is the Great Void Sect. Qingyang stared at the depression in the distance, thinking to himself, "It seems that the chances of the Junlong hiding here is quite high."

Generally speaking, if a remnant tribe like Zhou Yan had a Spirit Refinement expert, they would be considered extremely strong. However, in this place, there would be several times stronger experts than Zhou Yan, and there would also be Void experts. According to Qingyang's Spiritual Sense, the limit would be the Great Void, so Qing Yang did not know if there were experts above the Sun God.

"Brother Fang, where are we sleeping tonight?" Qingyang said softly as he turned to look at Fang Cheng.

Lifting his head and looking at the sky, he estimated the time. Only then did Fang Cheng say slowly, "It should be near the corpse mountain thirty miles away."

"Corpse Mountain? "What a strange name." After hearing what he said, Qingyang asked in surprise.

"Hehe, this Corpse Mountain is originally a nameless mountain, it only resides in the middle of two mountain passes, and most caravans that passed by would stay there for the night." Pausing for a moment, Fang Cheng smiled and said, "And this bandit is not an idiot. Naturally, he would choose to set up an ambush near the corpse mountain, so there are often people who lose their lives here, not just in the thousands. Over time, it became known as the corpse mountain."

So it was like this, no matter when the caravan set out, if they wanted to travel from one country to another, they would have to spend the night on this mountain pass.

"Are the two countries not going to send troops to annihilate them?" Qingyang thought for a moment and said, "Being able to be called Corpse Mountain, I am afraid that many caravans have been killed."

"Surround and annihilate? "Before the soldiers and guards from one country come out, the army stationed in another country will probably already be on alert. The government will not start a war for the caravan." A trace of resentment appeared on Fang Cheng's face as he curled his lips.

"Looks like we have to be careful." Azure Sun began frowning again.

Shaking his head, Fang Cheng said with a bitter smile, "It's a pity that we, the travelling merchants, have to pass through here." It's a pity that we, the traveling merchants, have to pass through here.

He seemed to be complaining about the suffering of businessmen. Every time he ran back and forth, he would be drenched in cold sweat. If he wasn't careful, he would probably die in a foreign land.

"No worries, just let the guards be on their guard today. At the moment, I have yet to discover any spies who have come to spy on our caravan." Qingyang let out a soft laugh as a hint of amusement flashed across his eyes, "It's not peaceful again tonight."

Ever since Zhou Yan had attacked the caravan the other day, Fang Cheng did not have any doubts towards what Qingyang said. He did not wish for his caravan to be robbed clean by the bandits, and he did not wish for there to be any massacres or injuries.

"What did Brother Taiyi mean by 'not being calm' just now?" Fang Cheng's hearing was quite good, and Qingyang's mutterings entered his ears as well, causing him to immediately feel puzzled.

"Hehe, you will know tonight." Qing Yang naturally would not tell him that he was going to explore the bandit's nest. After what Fang Cheng said, as well as his own Spiritual Sense, he found that the concave at the center of the corpse mountain was where he had gathered the people.

Seeing that Qingyang was still trying to keep up his suspense, Fang Cheng shrugged helplessly and began chatting with Qingyang for a bit before leaving on his horse.

After Fang Cheng left, Qingyang turned around and saw Qing Yangming looking at him with a smile. "What? Did you hear everything just now?"

"Master, it seems like you are planning to go to that corpse mountain again tonight, right?" Qing Yangming inquired with a smile as he looked at Qingyang.

Nodding his head, Qingyang suddenly said in a deep voice, "Just now, I used my Spiritual Sense to investigate. There are many experts in this Corpse Mountain. There are actually two Spirit Refinement practitioners and one Great Void.

After hearing what Qingyang said, Qing Yangming's expression also became serious. After all, if it was an ordinary Xiantian Foundation, he would still be able to deal with it.

"That's why I'll let Fang Cheng rest for a few hours in the afternoon, then we'll hurry on our journey through the night." That's why I'll let Fang Cheng rest for a few hours in the afternoon, and then we'll hurry through the night. Azure Sun whispered.

"With so many experts present, I'm afraid that you'll be in danger if you scout them out by yourself. It would be better if I go with you to look after them." After pondering for a moment, Qing Yangming said softly.

He waved his hand and immediately explained, "I'll go alone. Even if I have a Sun God Stage powerhouse, I won't be able to win against him. If I want to escape, he won't be able to, and he won't be able to keep me.

He swept a glance at Qingyang, whose face was filled with confidence. Qing Yangming knew that this grandpa wouldn't speak empty words. He knew that this grandpa definitely had the ability to escape, so he didn't insist on going.

Nodding his head, Qingyang pulled open the curtain and called Fang Cheng over. "Brother Fang, let everyone start resting in the afternoon and continue on their journey when night falls. I will go lure those bandits away."

Fang Cheng stared at Qingyang in confusion and inquired, "Didn't Brother Taichi say that he didn't detect any scouts spying on him?"

"Within the Corpse Mountain, I can detect a total of six Upper Sky users, one is the Great Void, two are at the Spirit Refinement realm, and the rest are at the Foundation Establishment stage. Although there are no spies, it is still difficult to protect the warriors with their soul consciousness." "That's why I chose to rest in the afternoon and travel during the night. That way, I could disrupt their plans," Qingyang thought to himself in a soft voice.

Every time Qingyang spoke, Fang Cheng's heart would violently twitch. The Great Void, Spirit Refinement, in his eyes, were figures comparable to level 1 immortals, yet he was acting so recklessly. What was even more terrifying was that there was a high possibility of him making a move against his own caravan.

"Corpse Mountain, Nannan Junlong, are you really in there?" Laughing softly, Qingyang then closed his eyes and began to adjust his breathing. Perhaps the night he was waiting for was just like the night he was born, with rivers of blood and mountains of corpses and seas of corpses.