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If it weren\'t for Han Muye mentioning something about nourishing the divine soul with fresh blood, they would have rushed over long ago.

"Creating a dojo in the jade snail shell, they entered that snail shell, wanting to come out alive. That\'s impossible," Han Muye shook his head, his eyes revealing a hint of profundity.

He turned around and walked towards the square.

"Let\'s go, this so-called place of the senior\'s enlightenment is just a pretense. There\'s only a trap here," Han Muye held Mu Wan\'s hand and walked towards the outskirts of the city.

"Buzz!"

As he turned around and left, the long sword on the platform trembled, as if conveying something.

Zhao Yu and the disciples of the Sword Pavilion beside him looked at each other and slowly retreated.

A few cultivators not far away showed reluctance and hesitation on their faces.

One sword cultivator gritted his teeth, his long sword in hand pulled, traversing through the air, and fell onto the platform, slashing towards the corroded long sword above.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar.

The long sword shook, its figure dissipated, turning into a black cloud.

Endless black waves instantly enveloped the entire jade snail city within a hundred miles.

Within the black waves, countless black worms, several zhang long, appeared, charging towards Han Muye and the other cultivators.

At this moment, except for Han Muye, everyone\'s expressions changed drastically.

There were so many worms that they couldn\'t be counted.

The black clouds pressed down, and everyone felt weak. With the worms approaching, wasn\'t it a matter of life and death?

As their gaze fell on these wriggling black figures, Han Muye tightened his grip on Mu Wan\'s hand, allowing her tense body to relax slightly.

"Junior Sister, let me tell you a story.

"In ancient times, there was a young farmer who worked in the fields every day.

"One day, he caught a snail the size of a bowl in the field and found it intriguing, so he kept it in his water tank at home.

"Strangely enough, ever since he put the snail in the water tank, whenever the young man returned home from the fields, the meals were prepared, and the house was spotless.

"The young man was curious about how these things were happening at home, so he told people, but no one else knew the reason.

"Junior Sister, can you guess what\'s going on?"

Although Mu Wan was nervous, she listened attentively to Han Muye\'s words. When she heard his question, she quickly said, "Senior brother, are you saying that the snail is actually a powerful monster, and it\'s responsible for the meals and cleanliness at home?

"So you mean the snail monster isn\'t evil?"

Zhao Yu and the others behind Han Muye looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

At a time like this, this Young Master Han was still interested in telling stories to his Dao companion.

Could this story really make those worms that had already rushed forward give up their attack?

Zhao Yu and the others gripped their swords and charged forward.

At this moment, Han Muye\'s voice sounded. "Junior Sister, let me tell you.

"When the young farmer put the snail in his water tank, he was already dead.

"The snail consumed his soul and controlled his body. Everything that happened was the young man\'s own doing, but he had no idea.

"He told people because he actually wanted to attract more people and then devour more souls.

"Just like how this entire star has been completely devoured."

An entire star, completely devoured!

When Han Muye\'s voice fell, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

Those worms all made a hissing sound from their mouths, as if their secrets had been exposed by Han Muye, and they were raging and roaring in fury.