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One after another, fireballs of Samadhi True Fire were launched, reducing the corpses of the four individuals to flying ash.
"Fellow Taoist Wang, may you successfully reach Foundation Establishment in your next life," Ning Daoran sighed.
He wasn't speaking without sympathy; he felt that Wang Chongyan shouldn't have participated in this exploration of the Secret Realm.
After all, unlike those who could rely on farming Spirit Rice to strengthen themselves, Wang Chongyan, like all cultivators, had to seize every opportunity that came his way, or else he would inevitably die with regret.
Having collected everyone's Storage Bags, he glanced at the entrance of the Ancient Cultivator's Cave Mansion, secured by a complex array.
He felt not the slightest desire to explore its secrets, not even the desire to breach the array and take the Liuhe Stones.
This cave mansion was likely more than ten times more dangerous than the outside world!