"So that’s how it is."
After listening to Mu Qiuyan’s story, Li Chang’an couldn’t help but feel a wave of emotion.
Ti flies, and the years are rciless.
Back then, they had walked the sa path in search of the Immortal Dao.
Everyone’s lives converged before the Immortal Sect’s gates, only to be separated by its cruel entrance examination, ultimately setting them on different paths.
So achieved a Righteous Foundation Establishnt, so walked the path of a Tribulation Cultivator, and others faded into obscurity...
After countless years, even if they were to et again, it was impossible to recapture the feelings of the past.
All that remained was a single "Fellow Daoist," a greeting that spoke volus of the hardships they had endured along the way.
"Qiuyan, what are your plans for the future?"
"I still want to kill soone."
"Who?"
"Liu Xian, a Foundation Establishnt Elder of the Cyan Cloud Sect."
"Why do you want to kill him?"
Li Chang’an inquired.
After they talked for a bit, he learned the truth.
The two disciples who had destroyed this region back then were martial brothers from the sa sect.
They had co here on their master’s orders to retrieve an inheritance left behind by a Cyan Cloud Sect senior.
However, a dispute arose between the two over who would claim the inheritance’s Treasure, which led to a fierce battle.
Countless mortals died or were injured in that fight.
According to the rules of the Cultivation Realm, the two of them should have been severely punished.
But their master, the Foundation Establishnt Great Cultivator Liu Xian, used his power and connections within the Cyan Cloud Sect to cover up the incident.
All the mortal deaths were recorded as a natural disaster, not a catastrophe caused by cultivators.
For that reason, Mu Qiuyan still wanted to kill Liu Xian and bring the matter to a final close.
But Li Chang’an could tell from her aura that she had only just broken through to the Qi Refining Ninth Layer.
"Qiuyan, Liu Xian is a Celestial Pride of his generation, exceptionally talented. He already has the Cultivation of the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishnt. You haven’t even reached Foundation Establishnt. How can you kill him?"
"I have to at least try."
Mu Qiuyan refused to give up. It was an obsession that had taken root in her heart.
When her ho was destroyed, she was rely a mortal Martial Artist, while the two culprits were geniuses of the Immortal Dao from the Cyan Cloud Sect.
She hadn’t given up back then, so why would she now?
Li Chang’an asked her, "I heard you’ve cultivated a Demon Technique?"
"I..."
Mu Qiuyan’s expression froze. Her lips parted, but she seed at a loss for words.
Before she could answer, Li Chang’an shook his head slightly.
"Forget it. This is your business, it has nothing to do with . Take care of yourself."
With that said, his figure blurred as he prepared to leave.
Suddenly, Mu Qiuyan called out to him.
"Brother Li!"
"Hm?"
Li Chang’an paused mid-air and looked back.
"Qiuyan, is there sothing else?"
"No... It’s nothing. I just wanted to thank you."
Mu Qiuyan stood on the low hill, her eyes filled with complex emotions. It looked as if she had much more to say, but the words wouldn’t co.
But right now, Li Chang’an was more focused on opportunities and his Spirit Root Ascension, unwilling to waste ti in the Mortal Realm.
He didn’t linger.
Transforming into a streak of light, he vanished over the horizon.
...
「The next day.」
Li Chang’an returned to Yellow Crane Immortal City.
He began dismantling the Arrays in his residence, making the final preparations for his trip.
Before long, he had taken down all four Tier Two Grand Arrays and placed them in a separate Storage Pouch.
Afterward, he summoned his two Spirit Beasts.
"Xiaohai, Dahuang, how are you both doing?"
The two Spirit Beasts each put on a display, showing that they were in peak condition.
Li Chang’an was relieved.
He handed a Storage Pouch to each of them.
"Inside these Storage Pouches are Treasures corresponding to your respective attributes, as well as plenty of Spirit Pills and Spirit dicines for healing and recovery..."
Li Chang’an wore a solemn expression as he gave them detailed instructions.
Although the chance of an accident on this trip was low, he had still planned for several worst-case scenarios.
...
「Three days later.」
Li Chang’an officially set out.
’If this trip goes smoothly, I’ll be able to reach Foundation Establishnt the mont I return!’
He glanced back one last ti at Yellow Crane Immortal City before transforming into a streak of light and speeding toward the Black Dragon Mountain Range.
Before long, he entered the Black Dragon Mountain Range and, following a familiar path, hurried toward the entrance of the Ancient Wood Secret Realm.
About a quarter of an hour later, Li Chang’an entered the Ancient Wood Secret Realm once again and felt its oppressive atmosphere.
’The map points to a location deep within this Secret Realm. I can’t afford to be careless on this journey.’
Over the next few days, he ventured deeper and deeper into the Ancient Wood Secret Realm.
Due to the many dangerous areas along the way, he progressed in fits and starts, so his speed was not particularly fast.
During this ti, he was ambushed by Human Race Cultivators several tis.
But every Tribulation Cultivator who tried ended up as a dead soul in his hands.
Their Treasures went into his Storage Pouch, and their Souls went into his Venerable Soul Banner.
In addition, he encountered many other dangers within the Secret Realm.
The most dangerous encounter was when he was passing through a swamp.
A gigantic, rotting hand suddenly shot out from the swamp. It was hundreds of zhang in size, like a mountain crashing through the sky, blotting out the sun as it slamd down toward him.
The aura of the giant hand had shockingly reached the Fake Pill realm!
Fortunately, Li Chang’an had been forewarned by his Divination and was prepared, allowing him to narrowly avoid it.
’The level of danger in this Secret Realm is just as the rumors described. Even with my Divination to protect , I’m constantly facing life-threatening situations. I can only imagine what it’s like for an ordinary Cultivator.’
He remained on high alert, not daring to let his guard down for even a mont.
The deeper he went into the Secret Realm, the more bizarre sights he witnessed.
「On this day.」
Li Chang’an was passing through a canyon.
To his astonishnt, countless pale white skeletons were fighting each other within the canyon.
There were thousands upon thousands of them, an innurable tide, fighting either bare-fisted or with weapons. They battled each other relentlessly inside the canyon, and even those that fell would rise again.
It was as if their battle was endless, fated to continue until the end of ti!
’How bizarre.’
Li Chang’an frowned deeply and steered clear of the canyon.
He took out his map, marked the location with the word "Dangerous," and drew a small picture of a skeleton.
Several more days later, Li Chang’an was taking a rest.
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