Time passed to yesterday, when Xi Jiuye, Situ Qingsong and his son and others first arrived at Wangwu.

After choosing their respective witchcraft weapons, the Holy King of Shanyin also prepared more than a hundred soldiers for Xi Jiuye and others.

Most of these soldiers are wizards.

They did not have witchcraft weapons, so they followed Xi Jiuye and others into the mountains on this trip. They had the mentality of dying soldiers and never returned.

Xi Jiuye arrived at the outskirts of Wangwu Mountain with them.

"That's Wang Wushan? It doesn't look like much."

Situ Mu stood outside Wangwu Mountain, looking at the misty mountain with a disapproving look on his face.

In foreign lands, there are many mountains more majestic than Wang Wu.

Unexpectedly, Situ Mu's voice was so good that he heard a rumble on Wangwu Mountain, like a tiger roaring in the mountains or an angry dragon rolling over the river.

Everyone's feet suddenly felt a vibration, and Situ Mu was startled.

"Shut up, you kid, you want to die, this is the legendary holy mountain."

When Situ Qingsong saw it, his expression changed and he scolded Situ Mu for being private.

Wang Wushan is an existence that even the Great Elder dare not offend. This mountain is not an ordinary mountain. Its color is filled with spiritual consciousness.

I don't know what is hidden inside the mountain. If this mountain really helps them practice, it must have its magical power.

"It's just a mountain..."

Situ Mu muttered a few words and did not dare to say any more.

"You go up the mountain first."

Situ Qingsong looked at the group of witches behind him.

There are hundreds of shamans accompanying them, most of them are between one and two hundred years old, and they are shamans with good cultivation in Shanyin world.

The shamans made a promise and headed towards Wang Wushan.

From the outside, it doesn't look like there are any restrictions on Wang Wushan. Situ Qingsong is a cautious person and will only act if he makes sure there is no danger when entering the mountain.

Situ Qingsong always acted like he was in charge. Xi Jiuye did not object and followed the others into the mountain.

Ahead, the fog parted a bit, revealing a narrow path.

Back and forth, there are no side roads, there is only one way into the mountain.

The route they took was somewhat similar to that taken by Emperor Ye Lingyue earlier. They both passed through the ancient battlefield first.

Naturally, they saw a large number of mummies and the depression of the ancient battlefield.

"This place is simply a tomb for the dead. Why don't I feel any of the heavenly power?"

Even Situ Mu and his son, who have lived for a long time, can't help but feel frightened when they see such an ancient battlefield with corpses everywhere.

"grown ups."

The wizards in front hurriedly arrived in front of Xi Jiuye and others.

"It happened..."

Situ Qingsong said impatiently.

But when he saw the sorcerer's appearance clearly, his expression couldn't help but change.

The shaman who looked like he was only in his twenties or thirties was rapidly aging in appearance and body just a short time after entering the mountain.

The more than one hundred witches in front of me already looked to be in their forties.

When someone has reached their level of cultivation, it stands to reason that their appearance will not change unless they experience a major accident or trauma, let alone in just a quarter of an hour.

"It seems that Wang Wushan does have something special."

Xi Jiuye also noticed this.

Looking at Situ, his son and himself, their appearance has not changed much.

The three of them looked at the witchcraft weapons in their hands. After entering Wangwu Mountain, the witchcraft weapons that were originally worn out and looked very worn out had a shiny luster.

"Thank you for having these witchcraft tools."

Situ Mu breathed a sigh of relief and waved the witch spear in his hand quite proudly.

Among the three, Situ Mu's witchcraft weapon looks the most amazing. After entering the mountain, the witchcraft weapon itself is also the most useful.

If it weren't for the witchcraft's body protection, I'm afraid they would have aged rapidly like those witches.

"Sir, brothers, we dare not go any deeper. If this continues, we are afraid that we will soon die of old age here."

Although the hundreds of witches knew that they would definitely die if they entered the mountain this time, they did not expect that they would encounter such an encounter as soon as they entered the mountain.

Watching himself transform from a prime man into an old man with crane skin and white hair, this kind of process is not acceptable to everyone.

These witches were already thinking of retreating.

"The Holy King asked you to go into the mountain to help us. If we don't come out, none of you can come out."

Situ Mu looked proud.

In his eyes, these so-called shamans from the Shanyin Realm were just subordinates, and their life and death had nothing to do with his father and son.

Even Xi Jiuye, if his father had not been saying that he wanted to have a good relationship with that boy for the time being, Situ Mu would not have taken him seriously.

After hearing this, the wizards all looked angry.

It is true that they are subordinates of the Holy King of Shanyin, but they are not members of Situ and his son.

"Everyone, please be patient. Xi knows that you are worried in your heart, but it is easy to get out of the mountain but difficult to get out of it. Please look back."

Xi Jiuye cursed Situ Mu secretly in his heart, how could such a guy become the master of the Heavenly Demon Palace?

The hundred wizards looked back to see if there was any way into the mountain.

There is only a way into the mountain, but no way out. What's going on?

There was fear and caution on the faces of the witches.

"It seems that the rumors are true. It is said that King Wushan is the place where the Witch King rules. When a wizard enters the mountain, he can only leave the mountain after paying homage to the Witch King and obtaining the Witch King's permission."

One of the witches was a little older and had heard more rumors about the witch king.

"Is there a wizard king in the mountains?"

After hearing this, the shamans all showed reverence on their faces.

"The rumors may be true. The great elder of the Heavenly Demon Court stayed in King Wu Mountain for a few days before becoming a Heavenly Witch."

Xi Jiuye took advantage of the situation to add fuel to the fire.

The faces of the shamans who had been panicking earlier suddenly turned gloomy when they heard this.

For witches, becoming a witch is a lifelong goal.

But only those who combine the power of heaven and witchcraft can become a witch.

If there is really a Witch King in Wang Wu Mountain, if he can be enlightened by the Witch King, merge the power of the two, and become a Heavenly Witch, then there is nothing to fear even if he is a little older.

"If that's the case, then I'll do my best to help Master Jiuye."

Those witches immediately changed their attitude and were willing to accompany Xi Jiuye and others into the mountain to explore.

Situ Mu snorted coldly when he saw it, and cursed secretly in his heart.

"Xi Jiuye is a hypocrite."

"That kid can confuse people with just a few words. He's quite a talent."

Somewhere in Wangwu Mountain, every word and deed of Xi Jiuye and a group of witches was seen by the Witch King in the dark.

The Witch King sensed that the witchcraft was entering the mountain and expected that new sacrifices would be brought into the mountain. However, he did not expect that the quantity and quality of the sacrifices would be much better than the previous times.
Chapter completed!