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Daoist Master Sun's skin was beginning to crawl at the mere sight of the menacing deity murals, but he forced himself to remain composed as he carefully pulled a miniature compass out of his sleeve.
The compass may have been very small, but it was extremely complex, consisting of thirty-six total layers. If a mortal had come into possession of this compass, they would've most likely struggled to even count all of its layers.
This compass had cost Daoist Master Sun virtually his entire wealth to purchase, and as he held it in his hand, he began to walk around the eight trigrams formation, as if he were taking a stroll at the feet of the four deities.
"I suggest you make haste, Daoist Master Sun," Di Yuanfeng urged in a quiet voice. "If that feudal lord's son enters this place after us, then we'll be completely cornered. According to the vagrant cultivator who managed to leave this place alive, the ground should be safe, and we can do whatever we please as long as we don't touch the four deity murals.
“He wouldn't dare to lie about this. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to leave the Northern Pavilion Nation alive."
Droplets of sweat had begun to bead up on Daoist Master Sun's forehead, and he said in a solemn voice, "This process can't be hurried. It's best for us to proceed with caution."
Huang Shi cast his gaze toward the tip of the sword-wielding deity mural's sword, then turned his gaze to the strings of the lute.
As for Di Yuanfeng, he was crouched down on the ground, carefully examining the pair of engraved dragons that had already lost their jewel.
All of a sudden, Huang Shi's gaze settled on the spot where the tip of the sword-wielding deity mural's sword was pointing. He strode...
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