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After listening to He Lenghui's account, the big turtle's ugly old face had a look of disdain.

"This group of cultivators also want to use Monster Wasteland as a spearman and let the monster beasts fight you desperately. Their idea is really naive. I'm afraid they don't even know that Monster Wasteland is not as hostile to immortal cultivators as it is to you. The hostility is low.”

"The Demonic Beast Wasteland and the immortal cultivators are at odds with each other. As long as the immortal cultivators appear in the Demonic Beast Wasteland, they will immediately be besieged by numerous demonic beasts."

"Look, didn't two guys want to communicate with the monsters, but they triggered a war? A bunch of ignorant guys really fell into a trap."

The big turtle stretched out its front paws and pointed in the direction where Wan Jian Zhenren and Explosive Beast Zhenren were fighting against the three monster beasts.

Although he has been sleeping in the large pool, this big turtle is still well aware of the major events that happened in the Monster Wasteland.

"So, there is no way these immortal cultivators can cause a large-scale animal disaster in advance?" He Lenghui also wanted to make a final confirmation.

The big turtle was about to answer, but his expression changed slightly. He said with confusion on his face: "Why are these damn immortal cultivators so eager to charge into the Demonic Beast Wasteland? Wait, that direction is not..."

If it were normal, the impact of such a team of cultivators would not make this big turtle lose his temper. No matter how strong this team of immortal cultivators is, facing the endless siege of monster beasts in the Monster Wasteland, it will only end in defeat.

But I just heard from He Lenghui about the plot of this group of immortal cultivators, and the direction in which these cultivators were heading now touched the sensitive nerves of this big turtle.

Facing the endless attacks and interceptions of monster beasts, the flying boat team of cultivators kept moving in the same direction. Move towards your goal with an unstoppable momentum.

The big turtle closed his eyes and felt quietly for a moment. The movement of the flying boat team of immortal cultivators clearly appeared in his mind.

"No, do these damn immortal cultivators already know the secret?" The big turtle couldn't help but exclaimed.

"What secret, Senior Turtle, what secret do you think those immortal cultivators know?" He Lenghui asked a little doubtfully.

"I don't have time to explain to you slowly now. You just need to know that the group of immortal cultivators are heading towards that place. If they are allowed to enter that place and master the things there, the consequences will be disastrous."

The big turtle who always moves slowly, speaks slowly, and takes his time no matter what he does, is actually a little anxious now.

"That place?" He Lenghui didn't know anything about the place the big turtle said. She is familiar with all the inside stories of the Monster Wasteland, and of course she knows the importance of that place and its special significance to the monsters.

"Senior Turtle, are you sure that your target is that place? But how did these immortal cultivators know the secret of that place?"

"How do I know how these damn immortal cultivators know this secret? The only thing we have to do now is to do our best to stop these damn immortal cultivators. We must not let them get close to that place."

The big turtle became a little impatient. He usually did things in a leisurely manner, but now he flew into the air in a hurry, and hurriedly flew in the direction of the flying boat team of immortal cultivators.

"I'm busy blocking this group of immortal cultivators right now, and I don't have time to pay attention to you. You go back quickly. Be careful on the way and don't make too much noise."

The big turtle's voice still echoed in the air, but his figure had completely disappeared.

He Lenghui's face showed a struggling look, as if he was hesitating.

"Saintess, let's go back now. Even a master like Senior Turtle has taken action, so the immortal cultivator's plan will definitely not succeed."

Seeing the big turtle disappear, Xiang Liyun said to He Lenghui.

"No, we won't go back. This is a rare opportunity. If we can enter that place and grasp the power inside, there will never be any more animal disasters on the Tuli Prairie."

He Lenghui's face was full of determination. Just now, she made a major decision.

The place that Big Turtle and He Lenghui talked about was actually the independent space in the center of the Monster Wasteland, which was the ancient ruins that Xu Xiao and Lie Wushuang were preparing to explore.

This independent space is the most important core and the most important source of the Monster Wasteland. All the monsters in the Monster Wasteland originate from this independent space. If anyone can control the power in this independent space, whoever can control the lifeblood of all the monsters in the monster wasteland can even control the life and death of these monsters.

Regarding the information about this independent space, after years of hard work by the White Deer Tribe and the Linglu Tribe, not only the senior leaders of the White Deer Tribe and the Linglu Tribe know about it, but also many key figures in the top brass of the three giant tribes have it.

Although everyone knows that as long as you enter that independent space and master the power there, you can control all the monsters in the Monster Wasteland and completely end the biggest disaster on the Tuli Prairie - the beast disaster.

But on weekdays, it is the most heavily defended and dense place in the Monster Wasteland. Even if the nomadic tribes send out large groups of troops, it will be difficult to approach this place.

And at a critical moment, the entrance to that independent space can be hidden, making it impossible for people to find the entrance and naturally unable to enter inside.

If the nomadic tribes came out in full force, sent out a large army, and attacked the independent space at all costs. The monsters responsible for guarding it would naturally have a way to hide the entrance and prevent the nomadic tribes from entering.

Of course, hiding the entrance every time is not an easy task. If it is not a last resort, and it is really impossible to resist, the monster guards of the Monster Wasteland will not do this.

If the nomadic tribes only sent out a small group of elites and wanted to sneak into the independent space. Faced with the strict protection of the monsters. Many powerful monsters, the nomadic tribes can only return empty-handed.

Therefore, for many years, even if they knew the secret of this independent space and knew how to completely end the beast disaster on the Tuli Prairie. The nomadic tribes were helpless and had no way to think.

The nomadic tribes had made many attempts, but each time ended in failure, and lost a large number of elite masters. Countless strong men of the nomadic tribes, including the top leaders of the three giant tribes, died because of this independent space. Even the three major tribes could not bear such heavy losses.

As time went on, the nomadic tribes stopped entering that independent space.