Large burn marks and sharp scratches were all over the surrounding trees.
Obviously, there had just been a fight here.
"This place is not far from the Wushen Cult. Could it be someone from the Wushen Cult did it?"
Qin Mo looked suspicious.
In southern Xinjiang, the Wushen Sect is unique and other sects dare not set foot in this rainforest.
If you dare to use force here, other than the Witch God Sect, you can't think of any other possibility.
"Looking at these traces of fighting, it should not be the Witch God Cult, or it is not just the Witch God Cult."
Bai Linglong walked under a big tree and touched a deep mark with her fingers.
This deep mark was so exaggerated that it almost cut off the tree.
"Judging from the angle and method of entry, it is not caused by any flying sword magic weapon, but more like the claw marks of some kind of spiritual beast."
Bai Linglong's calm analysis.
"Claw marks?"
Qin Mo was thoughtful.
In the rain forests and mountains of southern Xinjiang, there are countless strange spiritual beasts, so this possibility is not impossible.
However, ordinary spiritual beasts would not dare to run wild here unless something unexpected happens.
"No need to guess, it's probably the work of a beast master."
Black Buddha raised his arm, holding half of the beast-taming card in his hand.
"This was found not far away, from the Beast King Sect."
Black Buddha handed over half of the beast control card to Qin Mo.
Qin Mo played with it for a while and said in surprise: "The Beast King Sect is only a second-rate sect in southern Xinjiang. It is not at the same level as the Witch God Sect. How dare they come here to run wild?"
Black Pagoda was silent.
Bai Linglong also frowned slightly and said, "Just go to the Divine Witch Sect and have a look."
The three of them did not dare to delay and arrived at the Witch God Religion as quickly as possible.
In the hinterland of the rainforest, deep in the mountains.
Thick black smoke, like several long dragons, rose from the mountain.
The humid wind carried a pungent smell of blood.
There were corpses scattered along the road. Each corpse was covered with claw marks and looked miserable.
"These are all disciples of the Witch God Cult."
Qin Mo's expression changed drastically.
Although the clothes of these corpses are in pieces, it can be seen at a glance that they are the robes of the Witch God Cult.
These disciples of the Witch God Sect were all killed by the attacks of spiritual beasts.
Looking forward, the Witch God Cult no longer exists, leaving only a huge ruin.
"Is this done by the Beast King Sect?"
Black Buddha looked in disbelief.
What rank is in the Beast King Sect?
It wouldn't even count as shit if you put it in Xihuang.
The Witch God Sect at least still has people like the Great Pharaoh sitting in charge, how could it be destroyed by the Beast King Sect?
"Looking at the traces of the battle, it probably ended not long ago. Go in and see if there are any survivors."
Bai Linglong quickly entered the depths of the ruins.
Qin Mo felt extremely heavy now. The first possibility that came to his mind was that the Witch God Sect had been retaliated by the Spirit Realm.
Xuannv suffered a great shame and humiliation, how could she just let it go?
However, various signs from the scene indicate that the person who took action this time was not Xuannv or someone from the spiritual realm.
People in the spiritual realm carry a special aura that cannot be simulated by monks in the lower realm.
Whenever someone from the spiritual realm takes action, the traces left behind will be very unique.
"Come on, there are still people alive here."
From deep in the ruins, Bai Linglong's voice came.
Qin Mo and Black Buddha hurried over.
Under a pile of rubble, an old man in black robes was lying, surrounded by more than a dozen corpses, which had been uncovered by Bai Linglong.
If he hadn't been buried by these corpses, the old man in black robe would have died.
"Why doesn't he show any signs of life?"
Qin Mo looked at the old man in black robe in surprise.
"This is a kind of witchcraft from the Witch God Cult. It can temporarily enter a state of suspended animation. However, if no one wakes it up, it will truly cause death."
Black Buddha saw this trick at a glance.
When Tongyoujing was still there, he resurrected a pharaoh from the Witch God Sect. It was because he used this kind of witchcraft that he couldn't be awakened in time, and he never woke up again.
This kind of witchcraft is extremely risky, but after you fake your own death, no one will be able to discover it.
"How did you find out?"
Qin Mo looked at Bai Linglong in surprise.
"He left a hint."
Bai Linglong pointed to a broken wall beside her.
A special mark was left on the wall, and Bai Linglong happened to understand it.
"I have seen this kind of mark once and know its meaning."
Bai Linglong pondered.
"This is the 'Forgotten Talisman' of the Witch God Sect. It is a distress signal. Generally, only the higher-ups of the Witch God Sect can understand it."
Black Buddha explained.
"In that case, wake him up quickly and ask what happened here."
Qin Mo was more concerned about the destruction of the Witch God Religion.
"This is simple."
Black Buddha smiled.
He stretched out his finger, and a black light fell on the old man.
If you want to awaken the old man, you only need to inject a ray of soul power, which is not difficult.
"Ahhhh..."
Soon, the old man in black robe jumped up as if he was electrocuted, and let out a shrill scream.
Before he entered the state of suspended animation, he had already witnessed the collapse of the Witch God Cult, and the heartbreaking emotion had not yet passed.
"What happened here? Who destroyed the Witch God Cult?"
Qin Mo asked impatiently.
The black-robed old man's eyes were blurry, as if he was in a daze, and he didn't hear Qin Mo's words at all.
"Dead, all dead, dead..."
He kept repeating this sentence as if possessed by a demon.
"This guy is quite frightened!"
Black Buddha looked surprised.
Who can destroy the Witch God Cult?
Can it drive a pharaoh crazy?
"Forget it, I'll just extract his memory."
Qin Mo shook his head helplessly.
The power of thought unfolded, penetrated into the body of the black-robed old man, and began to extract memories.
Some messy memory fragments quickly appeared in Qin Mo's mind.
Because the pharaoh was greatly frightened, his memory was chaotic, and all Qin Mo could see were fragments.
For example, a group of people riding spiritual beasts break into the Witch God Cult.
There is also a scene of the Great Pharaoh leading everyone to fight against the enemy.
The Wushen Religion suddenly collapsed, and there was a scene of rivers of blood.
These memories are so messy that they can't even be connected together to form a complete paragraph.
Many key points in the middle are blurry.
However, Qin Mo still captured a crucial piece of information from these messy memories.
"The great pharaoh is not dead yet. He is probably still on the run. We have to rescue him quickly."
Qin Mo's eyes flickered.
"As long as the Great Pharaoh is still alive, we have a way to save him."
Black Pagoda was not in a hurry.
"What did you see? Is it true that the Beast King Sect destroyed the Witch God Sect?"
Bai Linglong was equally curious.
"No, that is a team a hundred times more powerful than the Beast King Sect. Even the Fulong Sect is unable to compete."
Qin Mo took a deep breath.
In those blurry fragments, he could feel the powerful aura of those beast masters.
That is no longer comparable to the Beast King Sect.
Even on the Beiling Continent, there may not have been such a powerful beast master.
