Eternal Life from Talisman Painting-Chapter 275 - 173: Initial Trust

One side was a world of flames, while the other side of the breach was a scene of picturesque mountains and waters, clearly two different worlds.

"The array has broken, let's go quickly!"

In the moment the array broke, Yun Yao and Old Hu wore expressions of delight.

"Old Lin, don't you leave me, Old Hu, behind."

At this critical moment, Old Hu shouted nervously, staying behind.

It wasn't that he was foolish, but at this time, he was most afraid of something going wrong.

As Yun Yao passed through the barrier, Lin Chang'an felt a quiet relief as he saw Old Hu at the last moment.

It seemed that Old Hu had no intention of catching someone in the act to take advantage.

"Old Hu, hurry up!"

After the two of them passed through the barrier at the same time, Old Hu was full of excitement. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the masked Mr. Yun seemed to be holding a talisman in his hand.

This was too familiar, wasn't it the talisman treasure that Old Lin had used before!

"Haha, I didn't expect us to actually make it through."

The next moment, Old Hu pretended he hadn't seen anything, laughing heartily, but inside he was secretly sweating.

Thankfully, he had no other intentions, otherwise, just after passing through the barrier, he might have been welcomed by a strike from the talisman treasure.

"Indeed, Old Hu, this time we must thank the one who broke through the array."

Lin Chang'an was also sweating, looking as if he had narrowly escaped.

"Brother Lin."

Yun Yao, with an indifferent expression, returned the talisman treasure, and this scene, caught by the corner of Old Hu's eye, made his lips twitch. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

This Mr. Yun had clearly made it intentional for Old Hu to see.

It seemed it wasn't just him.

The three of them were actually restraining each other.

If Yun Yao hadn't returned the talisman treasure, then what would happen next was imaginable.

No matter how familiar they were, the necessary caution still had to be taken.

The three glanced at each other, each displaying a smile.

Regardless, at least in this moment, the three established a preliminary trust.

"Brother Lin, is there still danger here ahead?"

Only now did the three turn their heads back to observe the scene before them.

In this valley, the scenery was picturesque, idyllic, with none of the earlier crises.

"Indeed, Old Lin, the spiritual energy here is also denser; I wonder if there are any traps left."

Only now did Lin Chang'an have the peace of mind to take stock of the scenery here.

"There should be no danger here, but don't act recklessly."

Lin Chang'an said with a solemn expression as he gazed at the pleasant ancient inner scenery, yet saw no remnants of a cave mansion.

Even due to the array, there wasn't even any poisonous miasma here. Under their divine sense probing, this place seemed to be just a valley rich in spiritual energy.

And there was nothing else.

"Where's the Golden Core cultivator's cave mansion? Could it be an empty shell?"

Old Hu's eyes widened. They had expended so much effort, even using up a talisman treasure yet again. If it held no value at all, it would be a huge loss.

Yet Lin Chang'an and Yun Yao had safeguards in place. If he dared to break his promise, without a doubt, enmity would be forged.

Considering the interests of the black market, coupled with being watched by Old Lin and this Mr. Yun, thus Old Hu felt like crying but had no tears, betrayal never crossed his mind.

But if it turned out to be a wild goose chase, Old Hu would feel deeply aggrieved.

Lin Chang'an also frowned, then spoke in a deep voice:

"The Immortal Cultivation Realm is never short of cultivators of a malicious disposition, leaving behind an empty relic, or even a treacherous place to lure one into a trap."

Even though Lin Chang'an felt unwilling, even he could not detect any anomaly.

Meanwhile, keeping a card up his sleeve, Yun Yao, with a calm expression, glanced at the two, then said with a firm tone:

"Leave the next part to me."

Yun Yao retrieved a magic disc exuding resentment from his storage bag.

The magic disc was palm-sized, entirely blood-red, clearly a demonic magical artifact.

Especially when activated by Yun Yao, it surprisingly began to coalesce into a black phantom skeleton wailing in resentment.

"Demonic magical artifact!"

As an artifact refiner, Old Hu gulped secretly, very aware of how cruel such items could be.