In the mist, seven figures were moving.
They didn't take out any treasures, and there wasn't even a trace of divine light on their bodies.
"Fellow Daoist, you must not activate your celestial core power. Otherwise, those Yin corpses will sense it. The death aura outside is not strong. We can block it with the celestial robe alone!"
The Azure-robed Daoist led the way.
He would occasionally turn around to give Tang Hao some advice.
"We can't make any big movements or we'll alert the monsters in the depths. There are many immortal materials and immortal level herbs here. Look, there's one over there."
After a moment, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed to a place not far away.
There, a ball of black divine light could be vaguely seen.
The seven of them rushed over and saw that it was a black flower, exuding an extremely heavy aura of death.
