Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

Qian Wen lowered his head.

He nodded slightly, the bodyguard in front of him did not lie.

"Do you have a token?"

"Master, the token is here."

The leading bodyguard quickly took out the token and handed it to Qian Wen, then stepped back two steps.

The bodyguard who came with him stood half a step in front of him.

The mental pressure was reduced by half.

At this moment, the leading bodyguard, facing the terrifying Qian Wen, had a few beads of sweat on his forehead.

He couldn't help but curse in his heart.

But fortunately, after Qian Wen took the token, he put away his oppressive aura.

He didn't even look at the two people, allowing the pressure in their hearts to greatly decrease.

They couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"What is this?"

Qian Wen looked at the ghost ship owner lying on the ground, unconscious.

The two looked at each other, about to speak.

But they saw Qian Wen walking over and lifting up the ghost ship owner.

"Such a strong soul power."

Seeing his sharp teeth and looking at the ghost ship owner as if he had discovered some rare delicacy.

He took a bite, and in just a few breaths, the ghost ship owner turned into a dried skin and fell to the ground.

The two bodyguards suddenly felt their souls tremble and dared not look, lowering their heads.

This was too brutal.

They used secret methods to absorb blood, but they refined it first.

Qian Wen went straight for it.

No different from a demon.

"Go back and tell Lord Mikong that the Emperor is in seclusion."

"I will come to assist him."

Qian Wen didn't even care about the two Body Integration experts from the Life Island.

Since he came out and encountered this matter, he didn't mind taking action.

After all, they were two excellent sources of blood.

"Thank you, Lord Qian Wen. We will take our leave!"

The leading bodyguard bowed and walked away slowly, not daring to turn around or raise his head.

They left the hall and closed the door.

Fortunately, Qian Wen didn't attack them.

He glanced at the skin on the ground, licked his lips, and looked satisfied.

Then, a wave of magic lifted up the floor.

Revealing one cell after another below, he felt a strong appetite.

At this moment.

In the underground prison area.

In a corner of the prison area, a group of people who didn't know when they were freed followed two cultivators, one fat and one thin, through a narrow underground passage.

They escaped from this hell on earth.

These two people were Chen Chude and his companion who had planned to test the waters. When they saw this scene of purgatory on earth, they couldn't bear to look.

They rescued a small group of people and escaped through a tunnel they dug.

After walking for a long time, they finally emerged from a narrow crack in a canyon.

"You're free!"

"In the future, be careful. I can only escort you here, Daoist me can't do more." Chen Chude said to the rescued, a thin Gold Core cultivator.

There was a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

This was a small cultivation family, with only a few surviving members.

And some mortals under their command.

"Thank you, senior, for saving our lives. If I survive, I will definitely repay senior's kindness and never forget it!" The Gold Core man was extremely excited, breathing in the fresh air around him, and bowed solemnly to Chen Chude.

His eyes were full of sincerity.

"Mm."

"Let's go, Hu Daoren."

Chen Chude naturally didn't care about his words of gratitude, and patted Chen Muli, who had brought out all the mortals and low-level cultivators.

Hu Daoren was their alias when they came out to explore the cultivation world.

Chen Muli sighed and looked at the thousands of people kneeling in front of him.

With his and Chen Chude's abilities, they could only save this small number of people while ensuring their safety.

It probably wouldn't take long for them to be discovered.

In the dark and sunless prison, there were at least over a million prisoners.

"This dynasty is truly beastly!"

"Even more evil than demons!"

Chen Muli cursed, feeling resentful and blaming himself for his lack of power.

"When we return to the clan, we will inform our father about this matter!"

"This place, filled with filth and corruption, should not exist in this world!"

Chen Chude also showed signs of anger, waving his dusting cloth and restoring the passage.

"If we don't leave soon, someone will catch up to us."

He turned back and looked at the Gold Core cultivator still kneeling on the ground.

"I thank you, senior, and please tell us your name. Our clan, and even future generations, will surely come to repay the debt of saving our lives, even if it means death!"

"Even if it means death, please inform us, two esteemed benefactors!"

The leading Gold Core cultivator shouted, followed by thousands of others.

They knew better than anyone what fate awaited them if they stayed in the prison.

Not only would they be drained of their blood, but even their souls would become food for others.

"Very well."

The two exchanged glances and revealed their names.

"I am called Long Daoren, of the Chen clan."

"I am called Hu Daoren, of the Chen clan."

"We will never forget the kindness of the two seniors!"

"Wang Qiang will forever remember the two esteemed benefactors!"

After obtaining the names of the two, even with just a few words of information, this group of people was overjoyed.

Wang Qiang, the leader, even directly bowed down.

Unwavering determination.

When they raised their heads again, the two had already disappeared.

Wang Qiang led his remaining clan members towards the sparsely populated mountains.

In these mountains, there were countless ferocious beasts.

It was likely that more than half of these thousands of people would not survive.

Just as Wang Qiang and his group entered the mountains, they began to rebuild their lives.

A figure in armor appeared, a military commander. After a brief search, he determined their location and wanted to pursue them.

Suddenly.

The earth trembled, and five talismans representing gold, wood, water, fire, and earth descended, forming a large formation that trapped him.

"I am the commander of the West Spirit City Garrison. Who are you people, daring to attack me?"

He shouted angrily, forcefully shaking his spear towards the ground, wanting to send a wooden token underground for communication.

But he found that this place had already been sealed off, obviously prepared very well.

His expression changed instantly, holding the spear and looking around, threatening incessantly.

After waiting for a long time, only he arrived.

In the air, a helpless voice sounded.

"Long Daoren, I told you, how could we catch so many fish."

"If we wait any longer, a giant crocodile might come and swallow us all."

"Who's there!" The commander, who had been struggling to break the restriction, changed his expression and became extremely vigilant.

"It's me!"

Chen Chude appeared in front of him with a wave of his dusting cloth, exuding an air of superiority.

The commander was first startled, then his pupils contracted. "The Dragon and Tiger Thieves?!"

"What kind of nickname is that? It sounds terrible!"

"Call us the Dragon and Tiger Immortal Heroes!"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in his ear, followed by a long sword piercing through his heart from behind.

"Ah...!"

Just as he cried out in pain, Chen Chude took out a large seal and smashed it towards his head.

In an instant, there was silence.