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Hearing Ling Mo Xie's words, Xu Qingfeng nodded. It made sense; after all, struggling a bit was necessary. At the very least, he couldn't just resign himself to fate!
Thus, Xu Qingfeng quickly took out all the Talismans from his Storage Ring and said to Ling Mo Xie, "I have a total of four Talismans on me, all exchanged with contribution points from my sect before coming here. I didn't expect they would actually come in handy now."
"However, at that time, I thought there would be many dangers in the Demon Tomb, so two of them are for defense; as for Talisman Art, only two can be used for attack, and their power isn't very great. I hope they will be effective!"
Ling Mo Xie nodded and looked at Xu Qingfeng, saying, "Let's get started. From now on, we are pressed for time. We must not let the Evil Ridge Sect's Gate Master gain control over the Demon Tomb!"
"Okay!" Xu Qingfeng nodded, taking out one Talisman while holding several Spirit Stones in his other hand, beginning to absorb the Spiritual Energy from the Spirit Stones.
At that moment, they were unaware that outside the Demon Tomb, many highly skilled young cultivators had already gathered. They were the most talented disciples from various Grand Sects in the Cultivation World. The news about the Demon Tomb had spread, and as prominent figures among the younger generation of the Cultivation World, they naturally wanted to join in on this excitement.
Moreover, no one wanted to miss out because it was well known that there were many valuable items within the Demon Tomb. If anyone among them did not come, they would likely fall behind the first tier of young cultivators in the Cultivation World. No one wanted to lag behind or lose the prestige surrounding them.
In fact, the allure of the Demon Tomb was so great that even many Hidden Sects sent people to investigate.
The Heavenly Demon Sect had once caused a stir throughout the entire Cultivation World; thus, its burial site naturally attracted attention from those in Hidden Sects.
After all, while Hidden Sects were generally powerful, they could not compare to the Heavenly Demon Sect that had nearly overturned the Evil Path.
The history of Evil Ridge Sect even predates that of the Righteous Path's Taoist Sect; it seemed to have existed since the division between good and evil.
The Heavenly Demon Sect had almost taken over as the number one Sect of Evil Path from Evil Ridge Sect. This demonstrated its capabilities; whatever it left behind must be valuable.
For reasons unknown, after the Evil Ridge Sect Leader entered the Demon Tomb, Luo Yan did not retract that transparent staircase, effectively opening up the Main Gate to the Demon Tomb for later cultivators.
Perhaps at that time Luo Yan also considered this point; he wanted this "chaos." After all, he was also being threatened and did not wish for the Evil Ridge Sect Leader to gain control over the Demon Tomb or obtain the Sky Demon Relic.
Otherwise, it could spell disaster for the Cultivation World. The Heavenly Demon Sect had nearly toppled Evil Ridge Sect; if he ascended a little later, perhaps there would no longer be an Evil Ridge Sect in today's Cultivation World. The history of Taoist Sect is not as long as that of Evil Ridge Sect; if he—already being the Evil Ridge Sect Leader—were to obtain what was left by Heavenly Demon Sect...
This could lead to a catastrophe for the Cultivation World. However, under threat from Heavenly Demon Sect, Luo Yan had no choice but to do many things he did not want to do.
Without Heavenly Demon Sect's support and lacking any ability to counteract such a historically significant entity as Evil Ridge Sect...
"Rumbling!" A loud noise erupted as Xu Qingfeng successfully activated the Talisman in his hand. A massive fiery ball resembling a small sun crashed violently into the wooden birdcage framework, producing a tremendous sound.
Ling Mo Xie and Xu Qingfeng both nervously stared at the spot where the Spell had exploded, but the final result left them disappointed. Perhaps the power of this Spell was too weak; although it had been successfully cast, it failed to cause any damage to the wooden structure.
Ling Mo Xie and Xu Qingfeng's expressions turned grim as they remained silent for a long time. Finally, Xu Qingfeng spoke up, "As soon as the Spell was released, the Spiritual Energy contained within it was continuously absorbed, leaving only this little bit of power. It's not surprising that it didn't break through."
"But we have no other options," Ling Mo Xie nodded. He knew this all too well.
"You guys should stop worrying about that for now," at this moment, Hong Chi, who had been silent until now, interjected.
Ling Mo Xie was puzzled. With the three of them trapped here, what else should they be worried about? He looked over at Hong Chi in confusion.
At that moment, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide; indeed, this was not the time to worry about that!
Ling Mo Xie cursed inwardly. Damn it, how could he not have thought of this earlier? The commotion from the Spell would surely wake up the Ink Qilin!
At this time, the awakened Ink Qilin looked at Ling Mo Xie and the others with a hint of confusion in its eyes, as if it were just waking up and still processing what was happening.
For a moment, only the sound of breathing could be heard in the birdcage-covered pavilion; no one spoke.
Finally, it was the Ink Qilin that broke the silence: "Huh? Why do I smell something familiar?"
The Ink Qilin said softly in confusion as it walked towards Ling Mo Xie and the others, its nose twitching continuously, filled with curiosity. It murmured to itself, "Wait a minute, these three are just ordinary humans! Why do they have a scent that feels familiar to me?"
At this moment, Ling Mo Xie and his companions were naturally flustered. They were not surprised that the Ink Qilin could speak; even if it transformed into a human right then and there, they wouldn't be shocked. This was a skill expected of a Divine Beast. However, the Ink Qilin's muttering left them puzzled.
The Ink Qilin smelled something familiar on them? What was the Ink Qilin? It was a Divine Beast that could traverse the Three Realms and Six Paths. In today's Cultivation World, one might not see one even after thousands of years. After all, they could go to the Three Realms and Six Paths, while the Cultivation World could never compare to the Immortal Realm; naturally, few Divine Beasts would choose to come to the Cultivation World.
How could such an Ink Qilin detect a familiar scent on them? Moreover, this Ink Qilin had been with the Heavenly Demon Sect for many years; it had likely been trapped in the Demon Tomb all this time.
For a moment, Ling Mo Xie and Xu Qingfeng each had their own thoughts but were united in their confusion. In the end, they felt somewhat relieved; at least the Ink Qilin did not regard them as annoying flies disturbing its dreams and swat them dead!
"Hey, you really are too unalert! A Divine Beast like me can approach you without you noticing; if I were an enemy, you'd probably be dead by now!" At that moment, a voice unexpectedly emerged that surprised both Ling Mo Xie and everyone else present.
The Ink Qilin paused for a moment before turning its head to locate the source of the voice. Finally, it found Chen Yan behind it, who was much smaller than itself.
It seemed to take a moment to process before exclaiming in realization: "Oh, it's you! Hehe, still calling yourself a Divine Beast? At your current state, I could just stand here and let you try to kill me without fear!" The Ink Qilin appeared quite pleased to see an old acquaintance and boasted.
The originally startled Ink Qilin, along with Ling Mo Xie and the others, exchanged glances. Damn, this guy knows Chen Yan?
However, this did ease their minds a bit. The Divine Beast is a legend in the Cultivation World, and legends are often mythologized. In their hearts, the Divine Beast should be awe-inspiring and look down upon mortals. Yet now, seeing this Divine Beast acting just like an ordinary person, having friends and not killing for no reason, they felt somewhat reassured.
As soon as Ink Qilin finished speaking, its tail ignited. Although it didn't seem to harm it much, it caused the creature to cry out in distress, spinning around in the pavilion and continually whipping its tail.
Chen Yan leisurely said, "After all these years of friendship, how could I kill you? Right?"
"Damn it, you want to fight as soon as we meet? Just right since you're still in your reincarnation and haven't grown up yet; I've been wanting to beat you up for a long time!" Ink Qilin angrily retorted at Chen Yan, swiping a paw towards him.
Though this was just a normal swipe for Ink Qilin, Ling Mo Xie, who had once entered the Heavenly Sound Secret Realm, recognized its significance. This swipe seemed to follow the trajectory of the Dao that pervades the universe. It appeared ordinary but contained extraordinary power. If he were on the receiving end of this swipe, he would probably only manage to escape with difficulty.
Chen Yan seemed unfazed as the paw came down but only struck a wisp of blue smoke where he had been standing. At that moment, his calm voice echoed: "So many years have passed, and you really haven't made any progress. It seems your brain has gotten worse too. Although my cultivation has been reset due to reincarnation, my understanding of the Dao has actually improved. But you seem to be stuck in place!"
Even Ling Mo Xie found Chen Yan's words infuriating; naturally, Ink Qilin was furious as well. However, given Chen Yan's current state, it couldn't afford to take things too seriously; otherwise, it would be too petty. So it could only sulk and say angrily, "If you have the ability, recover your cultivation first and then we can have a proper fight. Right now, I just don't want to bully you!"
"Whatever. Since you want to spar, how could I refuse?" Chen Yan maintained his ever-calm tone that was annoyingly unchanging, making Ink Qilin grit its teeth in frustration but say nothing further.
Seeing Ink Qilin planning to ignore him and go back to sleep, Chen Yan quickly kicked the already lying down Ink Qilin: "Hey, don't you have any manners? Aren't you going to let us out?"
Ling Mo Xie and Xu Qingfeng exchanged glances; it seemed they had all been overlooked by Ink Qilin. This situation was nothing like what the Evil Ridge Sect Leader had anticipated. If he saw what was happening now, he would probably go mad with anger.
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