The confrontation between the powerful beings came so suddenly.

Two vast wills collided with a bang, the ripple of will unleashed instantly causing Zhao Sheng to become dizzy, almost fainting.

Fortunately, the intensity of his will had improved significantly, allowing him to barely stay conscious.

Sha Jiutong wasn't so lucky; he lost all consciousness immediately, collapsed to the ground, and if it weren't for Jin Heng grabbing him, he would have already crashed into the ground.

"Hehe! I was just joking, why take it seriously!" After probing that the opponent's strength had not waned, the Paper Child's attitude changed immediately, speaking with a mischievous smile.

Humph!

The Mo Xian Venerable let out a cold snort, not bothering to acknowledge the Paper Child, for the latter's intentions were too obvious, not fooling anyone at all.

Being one of the ignored ants, Zhao Sheng tried to withdraw his aura, very cautiously avoiding any attention, and absolutely not looking at the four old monsters in the air.

He had already realized that the strength of the other three old monsters was not inferior to that of the "Mummy", with significant likelihood that they were Tribulation Crossing Realm experts.

On the other side, Jin Heng held Sha Jiutong's Ghost Child True Body, secretly shrinking behind a bone crack, not daring to expose himself easily.

Mo Xian regarded the three of them as reserve food; actually, the three old monsters like Shi Gong were more or less the same.

Buzz...

A dozen or so breaths later, a streak of golden light suddenly appeared at the edge of the sky.

The golden light crossed most of the Heavenly Curtain in an instant, arriving over the Sealed Mound.

Afterwards, the golden light converged, revealing a golden glowing small shield in mid-air.

This shield was round, the surface imprinted with a three-legged, golden-winged Great Sun Golden Crow, emanating burning hot flames.

In the next second, the small shield expanded to about three feet with the wind, then a burst of golden True Fire rose, enveloping the entire golden shield.

The golden True Fire twisted and wriggled, soon transforming into a short, chubby old man.

The old man's face was compassionate, with a large golden beard, standing no more than three feet tall, draped in a Golden Crow Daoist robe, looking like an old dwarf.

This was the Great Venerable Hao Yang.

This person had long refined his flesh into his personal Spiritual Treasure, merging Divine Soul with the Primordial Spirit of the Spirit Treasure, becoming a unique Spirit Treasure True Spirit.

His personal spiritual treasure was called the Haoyang Shield, which had reached the level of Primordial Yang Spirit Treasure before the fusion.

After the fusion, the Haoyang Shield's power increased several times, nearly reaching the legendary Heavenly Spirit Treasure.

Above Magical Treasures are Spirit Treasures, which are further divided into ordinary Spirit Treasure, True Form Spirit Treasure, Primordial Yang Spirit Treasure, and the even rarer than True Immortals, Heavenly Spirit Treasure.

From True Form Spirit Treasure upwards, Spirit Treasures have the power to transform, taking on various Life forms at will, including human forms.

Typically, a Spirit Treasure True Spirit is considered an extremely unique type of outcast Life form, usually without a lifespan limit, able to achieve immortality as long as the True Spirit doesn't get lost.

Therefore, choosing to become the True Spirit of a Spirit Treasure near sitting down isn't a bad alternative path to longevity.

However, this path to longevity is not easy, with very few ending well; most end up being controlled by others, or simply becoming someone else's Magical Treasure.

Anyway, back to the point.

"Haha, this old fellow is a step late, Fellow Daoists, please don't mind, don't mind!" Great Venerable Hao Yang slowly descended, casually clasping his hands towards the other four, and said with a smile.

"We just got here a bit earlier." The Mo Xian Venerable's attitude was noticeably lower than before, clearly very wary of the other.

Great Venerable Hao Yang had stayed in the Endless Corridor the longest, having witnessed two fellow Tribulation Crossers successfully leaving this place.

Thus, when it comes to who best understands the secrets of the Endless Corridor, Great Venerable Hao Yang is second; no one present dares to claim first.

"Since we have enough people now, let's send out the summons!" Shi Gong, being the most powerful of the five, usually hosts the meeting.

"Very well!"

"This Venerable can't wait any longer."

"Sigh, I wonder how many survived from the last time until now?"

Seeing the other four without objection, the massive eye in the black demonic cloud slowly looked towards the Sealed Mound below.

Rumble...

At that moment, the Sealed Mound began to shake violently, then slowly crumbled down.

Then, a thick transparent Crystal Column rose into the air, surrounded by the five Tribulation Crossing Realm beings in its center.

As five immense wills simultaneously infused into the giant column, it suddenly shone brightly, then a thick black light beam shot from the top.

The light beam soared into the sky, piercing into the Heavenly Vault. The higher it rose, the larger the cross-section of the light beam, resembling a massive "funnel-like" pillar piercing the heavens.

Zhao Sheng looked up at the sky, his entire view occupied by the black light.

Due to the Endless Corridor's uniqueness, even from tens of thousands of miles away, one could see the black light beam's glow.

Shi Gong, Paper Child, Jade Skull, Mo Xian, and Hao Yang, the five old monsters focused most of their energy on maintaining the giant pillar, preventing the light beam from dissipating.

For a moment, they couldn't pay attention to the three of Zhao Sheng. This also allowed the three to breathe a sigh of relief.

A moment later, Sha Jiutong secretly crept out, approached Zhao Sheng, and whispered, "Bai Mei, do you see that?"

Following the direction of his finger, Zhao Sheng opened his eyes and looked.

Instantly, his gaze sharpened, for he saw half a blade faintly exposed under some rubble, the blade shimmering like autumn water, reflecting a faint gentle light.

This was clearly a flying sword whose spiritual nature wasn't lost, possibly a heavy treasure of Spirit Treasure level.

In a blink, he saw not far away, a spirit light bathed mace, undoubtedly another exceptionally rare Spiritual Treasure.

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