"What do you mean? Why aren't we moving further in?"

"Hey, calm down. The snack is right in front of us; it can't escape."

"I'm just puzzled. Why did this mortal suddenly change direction and stop in front of the formation? Isn't it strange? Could our Concealment Formation have failed? Can he see us?"

"No, the formation is working fine."

The demonic cultivators were discussing among themselves, but only Shadow Fiend furrowed his brows deeply. He looked at the young man outside the formation, feeling as if he had been seen...

Just as the demonic cultivators were losing patience and wanted to grab Chen Xun directly, Chen Xun stroked his chin and spoke up, "What are you guys whispering about over there?"

The demonic cultivators: "..."

What the hell!

The demonic cultivators snapped out of their stupor, falling backward in shock, looking at Chen Xun outside the formation with disbelief.

What did he mean? Could he really see them, or was he just talking to himself?

But the demonic cultivators dared not deceive themselves any longer, believing it was the former. It couldn't be a coincidence.

At this moment, even Shadow Fiend felt a chill down his spine, his heart racing, and his body itching with unease.

Shadow Fiend, with a stiff expression, asked, "C-can you see us?"

Chen Xun nodded, "Of course."

Upon hearing this, the faces of the demonic cultivators changed, and their gazes toward Chen Xun transformed completely.

This was no ordinary mortal!

Moreover, their Concealment Formation couldn't be seen through by anyone below the Divine Transformation Stage!

Thinking about it carefully, it was quite terrifying.

Shadow Fiend swallowed hard and said, "How is it possible? Our Concealment Formation..."

Before he could finish, Chen Xun pointed at the invisible barrier in front of him and said, "Oh, are you talking about this?"

With that, Chen Xun gave it a gentle poke, and the barrier shattered and dissipated.

Immediately, the formation flags planted nearby exploded simultaneously, falling to the ground in disarray, completely destroyed.

At this, the faces of Shadow Fiend and the other demonic cultivators turned deathly pale, their eyes filled with terror as they looked at Chen Xun!

Could he be at the Divine Transformation Stage?

With a thud, Shadow Fiend's legs gave way, and he was the first to kneel, trembling.

Hundreds of demonic cultivators also knelt, their hearts filled with fear!

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Why!

Why would a Divine Transformation Stage senior appear in the Dao Heaven Sect's territory!

Judging by the appearance of this Divine Transformation Stage cultivator, he was someone they had never seen or heard of before!

"Spare us, Senior!"

Shadow Fiend hurriedly pleaded in a trembling voice.

Chen Xun chuckled, "Weren't you planning to drink my blood? So I came over. Now what? Not drinking anymore?"

The demonic cultivators were so frightened they nearly fainted. Indeed, the Concealment Formation hadn't blocked anything, not even the part about drinking blood, which this person had overheard.

Seeing that there was no room for negotiation, Shadow Fiend and the demonic cultivators instinctively wanted to resist, but facing the young man's leisurely smile, they couldn't muster any courage.

Chen Xun saw that these demonic cultivators were too scared to speak and lost interest, turning to leave.

"Forget it."

Shadow Fiend and the demonic cultivators breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if all their strength had been drained, collapsing to the ground, watching Chen Xun leave.

"Farewell, Senior."

Suddenly!

Shadow Fiend and the others' pupils contracted, their hearts seized with fear!

They saw the wooden sword on the young man's back suddenly soar into the sky!

Like a beam of light, it shot toward them with a chilling sharpness!

Swish—

In the next moment, hundreds of heads flew up in unison, falling to the ground moments later.

Each face bore the same expression: terror, despair, eyes wide open in horror, unable to rest in peace.

Whoosh.

The wooden sword swiftly returned, sliding back into the cloth sheath on Chen Xun's back, once again silent.

Chen Xun paused for a moment, then continued walking without looking back, laughing to himself:

"I didn't want to bother with you, but my sword wouldn't forgive you, so there's nothing to be done."

...

After leaving the Dao Heaven Sect's territory, Chen Xun inadvertently arrived at a Spirit Market.

What is a Spirit Market? It's a place where cultivators trade, using spirit stones for purchases or bartering. With enough spirit stones, one can buy many resources for cultivators.

As soon as Chen Xun entered the Spirit Market, he attracted many curious and flickering glances.

This was because, in the Spirit Market, almost all cultivators wore bamboo hats, veils, or even masks. After all, if one found a treasure in the market, it was easy to become a target.

Someone as open and unguarded as Chen Xun was indeed rare and quite surprising.

Chen Xun naturally didn't care about the many gazes and walked straight ahead.

Most of those who came to the Spirit Market were rogue cultivators, with only a few from cultivation families or sects.

This also indirectly showed the difficulties of being a rogue cultivator. For someone like Zhao Ting, who joined a sect, obtaining resources was relatively easier.

However, everything has its pros and cons. Rogue cultivators have their advantages, and joining a sect has its benefits.

At least sect disciples don't have the same freedom as rogue cultivators.

The Spirit Market was very quiet, with only the sound of footsteps and faint conversations, and no other noise.

The cultivators sitting at their stalls were also quietly seated, not calling out for business, quite different from the mundane world.

Chen Xun rarely stopped at a stall.

The other treasures in the Spirit Market were like dregs to Chen Xun, losing interest after a glance, but this stall was different; it was selling wine.

At this moment, the stall was manned by a masked cultivator. Seeing someone stop at his stall, he opened his eyes to look, and upon seeing the unmasked young man, he was visibly taken aback.

"You are quite an interesting person," the cultivator said.

Chen Xun glanced at the wine on the stall and smiled, "What do you mean by that?"

The cultivator replied, "In such a large Spirit Market, I guess you're the only one showing your face."

Chen Xun squatted down, picked up a wine jug from the stall, opened the stopper, and sniffed it before saying, "What's the difference between showing my face and not showing it?"

The cultivator paused and then said, "It's nothing, really. It's just that I admire your courage."

Chen Xun curled his lips into a smile, raising the wine jug in his hand, "This wine is not bad. I didn't expect to find it in such a remote Spirit Market."

This wine was even better than the one Nangong Yao, the Dao Heaven Sect Master, had given Chen Xun, which is why he said so.

The cultivator's eyes lit up, "Are you a connoisseur of wine?"

Chen Xun replied, "At least it smells rich and mellow, with over a hundred ingredients, yet the aroma is pure. This wine must have aged for quite a few years."

The cultivator looked at Chen Xun, his gaze gradually showing appreciation.

Chen Xun asked, "How much is this wine worth? I'll buy it."

To his surprise, the cultivator waved his hand and smiled, "You're an interesting person and a wine connoisseur. I'll give you this jug of 'Flavors of the Mortal World' as a gift, as a token of friendship."

Chen Xun was slightly surprised, giving the cultivator a meaningful look.

"Are you sure you want to be friends with me?"