Even if the Crow Owl were weakened significantly, it would still be a terrifying existence from legends.

Even the brilliant Grandmaster Guan Yan couldn’t eliminate it while alive.

Therefore, even with the Old Priest’s assurances, Jiang Wang remained quite cautious.

He needed to ensure the unity of their group at the start of the battle, hence this candid conversation.

Of course, the result was pleasing to everyone.

The rewards after eliminating the Crow Owl were still uncertain, so discussing distribution plans beforehand wasn’t practical.

Jiang Wang supported the idea of each relying on their own abilities, naturally based on his absolute confidence in his strength.

However, this also suggested that Su Qi and Wu Quji both had hidden strengths; otherwise, they wouldn’t be so confident.

This wasn’t a problem.

The only thing that made Jiang Wang somewhat doubtful was how the Old Priest was certain that Su Qi would eventually uncover the truth behind the “Night’s Intrusion.” Did she already know the “truth?”

But regardless, the time had come.

September 17th in the present world. According to the priest, starting from this day, the Crow Owl would enter its weakest period of the year.

Jiang Wang, Su Qi, Wu Quji, and Qing Qishu—these four were ready to depart.

There was no grand farewell ceremony. Most of the Holy Clan probably didn’t even know what they were doing. They wouldn’t be told until the Crow Owl was eliminated.

The Old Priest stood far away at the entrance of the fruit house, gazing into the distance, perhaps missing someone who had left long ago.

A round-faced little girl named Xiao Guo’er tilted her head, curiously watching them. She had been in the Divine Shade Land since birth and was full of curiosity about the outside world.

Since the Crow Owl’s birth, many Holy Clan members had never ventured out again in their lives.

Their curiosity about the world had been stifled.

Qing Qishu, who had been frantically boasting about himself lately to build the “attraction” that “Mr. Zhang” had spoken of,

simply waved at Xiao Guo’er and said, “Brother Qishu is going hunting! Want me to catch you a little rabbit? Fluffy and soft.”

Xiao Guo’er nodded vigorously.

Qing Bazhi and Qing Jiuye, who knew the inside story, came to see Qing Qishu off. No matter what their previous relationship or opinions were, no one was arguing with him at this moment.

“You must be careful and cautious, don’t be careless,” Qing Jiuye advised.

Qing Qishu impatiently said, “Alright, alright, I know.”

Seeing him still craning his neck to look into the distance, Qing Jiuye explained, “Today is an important day. Qinghua is at the Tree Altar.”

During the Crow Owl’s weak period, the Holy Maiden of Qing was at the altar, certainly waiting for possible divine pronouncements and praying for their journey.

Qing Qishu thought of this, and the regret in his heart lessened a lot, and he grinned.

“Qishu,” Qing Bazhi looked at him sincerely, “Go in peace, I will take good care of Qinghua.”

“Get lost! Get lost! Get lost!”

Qing Qishu shouted “Get lost” three times before turning around angrily.

The inside and outside of the Divine Shade Land were like two different worlds. Jiang Wang and the others had somewhat adapted to the dim light of the overall Senhai Source Realm.

Qing Qishu led the way, although he had never been to the Crow Owl’s lair before, he held a map in his hand, pointing directly to the destination. It was said to be left behind by the Holy Clan’s warrior predecessors.

But Jiang Wang knew that the map’s creator was likely Guan Yan.

That Descendant senior had fought to the death with monsters like the Crow Owl many times for his “little trouble.” After confirming that he couldn’t kill the Crow Owl at the time, he left a plan, orchestrating today’s events.

According to the map, the Crow Owl’s “lair” was in the northwest of the Divine Shade Land.

The straight-line distance was already very far, and coupled with the need to bypass several forbidden areas, it was destined to take a lot of time on the road.

Jiang Wang and the others maintained a certain speed according to the map. They couldn’t run at full speed, but they also had to ensure they reached their destination within two days.

The Crow Owl’s annual weak period started on September 17th and lasted between three and five days, not fixed.

So two days later was a relatively safe time.

Moreover, the Senhai Source Realm was full of dangers, and running at full speed could easily lead to a lack of reaction when facing dangers.

Although Qing Qishu was usually careless and seemed brainless, he was indeed a qualified hunter.

He knew the forbidden areas they had to bypass along the way like the back of his hand, preventing everyone from unknowingly venturing into danger.

He could also often lead everyone to avoid some of the more powerful beasts in advance.

Of course, there were no particularly weak beasts in the Senhai Source Realm.

The little rabbits Qing Qishu spoke of were much taller than Xiao Guo’er… It was unknown whether the little girl would dare to raise one if he really brought it back.

What attracted Jiang Wang’s attention the most were the traces of other human presences they occasionally saw along the way.

He saw wooden houses built on trees and half-exposed cave dwellings.

The inside had long been decayed and covered in dust, some occupied by wild animals.

It had been a long, long time since anyone had lived there.

Looking at these abandoned places, one could almost imagine the fear that these places faced at the time.

What was it?

What was the danger that almost wiped them out?

The Crow Owl?

Along the way, besides trees and beasts, they had indeed not seen any other humans besides the Holy Clan, not even traces of life. The abandoned houses looked like they had been abandoned for a long, long time, for centuries.

It was not without reason that the Senhai Holy Clan suspected that all other humans besides them had been wiped out.

The scheduled two-day trip meant they had to spend the night in the Senhai Source Realm.

The Holy Clan’s response to the danger of the Night’s Intrusion was Divine Dragon Incense – incense made with the heartwood of the Divine Dragon Wood, its aroma capable of resisting the forced drowsiness of the Senhai Source Realm at night.

With the Divine Dragon Wood becoming increasingly scarce and the Holy Clan having to cultivate it through soul breeding, one could imagine how precious this incense was.

The Old Priest had almost emptied the clan treasury, taking out a full five sticks. Any more would be useless. If the Crow Owl was not dealt with after five nights, it would be impossible to succeed.

The first night’s rest stop was in a forest clearing, where snakes, insects, rats, and ants had already been driven away.

And when night fell, the entire Senhai Source Realm fell silent.

Not even the sound of a single insect could be heard.

Divine Dragon Incense burned quietly in the center of the clearing. Wu Quji stared at it intently, ready to rush up and relight it at any time – although Qing Qishu repeatedly assured him that the Divine Dragon Incense would not go out.

Su Qi stared blankly into the depths of the night, wondering what he was thinking.

“Have you ever thought about going to the end of the Senhai Source Realm to take a look?” Jiang Wang broke the silence and asked.

“Good idea!” Qing Qishu’s eyes lit up. “Use this as an excuse to take Qinghua with me?”

Jiang Wang: ……

He immediately lost interest in talking. There was nothing to talk about with a guy who was only focused on “hooking up with girls.”

It was better to continue the daily exploration of the Five府 Seas.

Knowing the dangers of the Senhai Source Realm at night, even the boldest person would not sleep.

And for Jiang Wang, there was no difference. Unless he was too tired, he rarely slept. He mostly spent his time cultivating.

A night passed without a word.

The changes in the Senhai Source Realm seemed to be very slow. The map from hundreds of years ago showed almost no changes compared to the current situation.

With the clear guidance of the map, the four of them arrived at their destination in the afternoon of the second day.

The landmark for entering the destination was a huge, fallen, and decayed Divine Dragon Wood.

Even lying down, it was as tall as three people.

A piece of decaying wood could often nurture life, especially such a huge piece of decaying wood.

But this decaying Divine Dragon Wood was so different. There wasn’t even a single insect, giving people a sense of pure death.

It was truly “dead.” Dead without leaving any trace of life.

Jiang Wang soared into the sky, and then he saw what was after this fallen Divine Dragon Wood.

Rows of dense trees grew. These trees were relatively “thin,” not as huge as the trees commonly seen in the Senhai Source Realm.

And the distance between the two trees was extremely narrow. The density of the trees was the first time Jiang Wang had seen it since entering the Senhai Source Realm.

It was as if these trees didn’t need to compete for survival resources at all.

Or rather, their survival didn’t depend on sunlight and moisture –

Every tree had a human head hanging on it.