From a height of over a hundred zhang, Mo Zi Chen felt as if her whole body was floating lightly, like falling from the clouds. Dazed for a moment, she suddenly realized that she was in someone's arms, and the wooden box was being held tightly in her own arms. The man wearing white robes was now holding her body firmly with both arms.

  Mo Zi Chen's father was the Emperor, her mother had been a heroic knight of the rivers and lakes. She herself wasn't that kind of palace noblewoman who stays alone in the inner palace, so she wouldn't scream at the sight of a man, but being held in someone's arms like this was something she had never experienced before.

  She subconsciously wanted to push the man away, but at this moment, she suddenly felt a scorching breath, making her entire neck feel hot and stuffy.

  She turned her head, only to find that the man's head had already tilted to the side, resting on her neck, and the warm flow she felt on her neck was actually fresh blood flowing from his mouth.

  Her heart skipped a beat as she suddenly remembered that she was now hundreds of feet in the air, while this powerful man had fainted at this moment!

  He hugged his own hands, which were still tightly grasping the wooden box.

  Mo Zi Chen took a deep breath, and at this critical moment, she became clear-headed and calm. Her arms shook lightly, and her two hands escaped from the man's embrace, after which, two long ribbons shot out from her hands simultaneously.

  It was her from a few days ago. Even if she had the highest martial arts skills, she would still be unable to resist the forces of nature. Falling from a height of hundreds of feet, death was certain.

  But now, she feels that her body is somewhat different from before.

  The body feels a bit lighter, just like after soaking in a warm spring bath, with that floating feeling.

  It was as if a mysterious power had been hidden in her body, which was suddenly awakened. At this moment, she felt that even in the midst of thousands of troops and horses, she could still come and go freely.

  The silk ribbon flew quickly in the air, like a phoenix flying in the sky, and several times it rolled on the large rocks that protruded from the four walls of the mountain. As they fell, their momentum slowly weakened, and after a few breaths, Mo Zi Chen fell to the ground.

  The tremendous impact force made her whole body feel a bit sore, and it was only then that she managed to struggle free from the man's body. It was only then that she discovered that the white robe on the man's body had almost been completely soaked through with blood. Mo Zi Chen couldn't help but be shocked - she hadn't expected that one person could lose so much blood. If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have died several times over already.

  Probably because he's an immortal, so there will be some differences from others, right?

  Mo Zi Chen reached out to check his breath, and found that this person was not dead after all. His hands were still tightly grasping the wooden box, with all ten fingers firmly clasped on it, unable to be pried open.

  Mo Zi Chen was at a loss for what to do, she couldn't even find where he was hurt, so she could only use her hand to support his shoulder and called out: "Hey, are you awake?"

  She called out a few times, but the other side was completely silent, only faint and long breathing sounds indicating that he had not died.

  She turned her head, only to find that the little beast she had named DouDou, along with the Xuan Yue Zi Wang Chanyou, had both disappeared without a trace. It was unclear whether they had been scared away by the scene before them.

  She was at a loss when she suddenly sensed an extremely dangerous aura, quietly descending. Mo Zi Chen subconsciously raised her head and couldn't help but exclaim: "It's you!"

  It was Zhang Jian who appeared at the entrance. He had taken the Xuanji Dan from the body of the mysterious purple toad king in the tunnel and rushed over without stopping, but before he entered the entrance, he saw the scene of flying up. He couldn't help but clench his fists and stamp his feet, sighing with regret.

  This is clearly the remains of an ancient cultivator's flying ascension. This is a rare sight that was hard to come by even in ancient times. It also means that there must be an ancient cultivation cave beneath the ground! If one can gain even a tiny bit of benefit from it, it would be a great fortune that is hard to come by in this lifetime.

  He didn't have time to indulge in self-pity, and rushed over quickly. Unexpectedly, he saw Mo Zi Chen at the entrance of the cave. However, his gaze soon fell on the wooden box in the man's hand on the ground.

  That's Dalbergia wood!

  A rare wood that grows only an inch every 10,000 years at the deepest part of the ocean, used to make defensive magical instruments. A piece as big as a palm can defend against five-element attacks.

  Obviously, this is the magical treasure left behind by the ancient cultivator!

  His eyes revealed an undisguised greed, and he felt that a golden road was right in front of him.

  Compared with these, what are Zhū Jī and Jīn Dān?

  One day, he may become a great figure in the sea, standing out from the rest like the master of Floating Wave Island!

  He saw clearly that the man from the Jiuhua Xianzong was seriously injured and on the verge of death, probably only half a breath left. This woman, although she had a spiritual root, had not yet embarked on the path of cultivation, and in his eyes, she was nothing more than a lamb to be slaughtered.

  His face involuntarily revealed a sly smile, and he didn't say a word. He raised his hand, and the dust flew up instantly. Hundreds of red threads suddenly flew out from the duster. It turned out that he had made a killing move. He was going to take their two lives!

  Mo Zi Chen was startled, she didn't expect the Taoist to not even say a word of courtesy before wanting to take action. Suddenly remembering how he had ambushed her that one day, she took out the jade seal from her bosom and threw it at him without hesitation.

  Zhang Jian burst out laughing: "You little girl, you scared me that day, thinking there was something strange, but it turned out to be just an unrefined spiritual stone protecting your body."

  He muttered the magic spell in his mouth, and hundreds of red threads flew back and forth in the air, like a large net falling from above. The jade seal was thrown into the air, emitting a burst of treasure light, which was rolled up by the red thread, and the treasure light stopped immediately, and fell back into Mo Zichen's hand. Countless pungent smells rushed to her face at this time, but Mo Zichen only felt a suffocating feeling in her chest, and she wanted to vomit, but there was always a coolness protecting her heart pulse on her chest, which made her not fall down.

  Zhang Jianyue was a bit strange, the "Wu Xing Peach Blossom" he refined was obtained from the ten million large mountains where the miasma had accumulated for tens of thousands of years, which was extremely toxic. Ordinary people would die with skin ulcers if they came into contact with even a thread of it. However, this woman seemed to be unaffected by it.

  But he hesitated for a moment before once again activating his technique, and a flying knife shot out from behind him, heading straight for Mo Ziyu's head.

  An unusual phenomenon has occurred here, it will inevitably attract attention, and may even shock those famous sects or high-ranking cultivators to come and investigate. He must settle these two people within the shortest time possible.