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"Well, let's temporarily trust your words. If that's the case, we really need to find a way to get out of here quickly," the Daoist Sect Leader nodded and said decisively. The Illusionary Void Sect is indeed a well-known sect; although it doesn't have many members and straddles the line between good and evil, its past Sect Leaders have made many friends, holding some weight in both the righteous and evil paths.
The group was anxious about Ling Mo Xie's safety and did not dare to delay, flying in one direction without stopping, wanting to leave this place. There was no shortcut; they could only fly out. If they accidentally got lost, they would have to find their way back bit by bit.
While these individuals were desperately trying to leave the Starlit Sea, Ling Mo Xie's situation was dire. At that moment, he had already left the Demon Tomb and had even lost his consciousness.
All of this began when he exited that Small Space. That day, as soon as he came out of the Small Space, he encountered those Cultivators who had come to the Demon Tomb in search of treasure. These Cultivators were divided into righteous and evil factions and were fighting continuously in the Central Hall.
The Heavenly Crystal Key that Ling Mo Xie carried had not yet recognized its master and was not an ordinary item; it could not be placed in a Storage Ring. Otherwise, the space within the Storage Ring would collapse, making it impossible to retrieve anything once placed inside.
Thus, the Heavenly Crystal Key, which exuded an unusual aura, along with Ling Mo Xie holding it, immediately attracted everyone's attention.
At this point, these people stopped fighting. Regardless of whether they were from the Righteous Path or the Evil Path, they all fixed their greedy eyes on Ling Mo Xie, preparing to take action against him.
It seemed as if they had all agreed upon it; almost simultaneously, these individuals eagerly attacked Ling Mo Xie without uttering a single threatening word, going straight for their objective with only the Heavenly Crystal Key in their sights.
As soon as Ling Mo Xie emerged and saw these people, his first reaction was that something was wrong. He quickly used the Fleeting Light skill to prepare for escape.
However, there were simply too many Cultivators in this hall, including several who excelled in speed. Seeing Ling Mo Xie attempt to flee, they quickly blocked his path.
With escape impossible, Ling Mo Xie could neither hand over the Heavenly Crystal Key nor surrender easily. He had no choice but to engage in battle with these Cultivators.
At this moment, Ling Mo Xie was at least at the Great Ascension stage and possessed powerful spells obtained from the Heavenly Sound Secret Realm. For a while, he did not fall into a disadvantageous position.
But given the sheer number of people here and Ling Mo Xie's solitary struggle, he soon found himself overwhelmed. He was forced back repeatedly until there was nowhere left to retreat. Filled with despair, Ling Mo Xie thought bitterly: Damn it! Was he not going to die at the hands of the Evil Ridge Sect Leader but instead perish at the hands of these small fry?
Indeed, since these individuals could arrive at the Demon Tomb and survive to reach the Central Hall, they each held a place in the Cultivation World and were certainly highly skilled. However, compared to the Evil Ridge Sect Leader, they could only be considered small fry.
Ling Mo Xie was naturally unwilling, but he had no way out. Although he referred to these people as small fry, he did not dare to underestimate them; even ants could kill an elephant, let alone he did not consider himself an elephant. Even figures like Evil Ridge Sect Leader and Daoist Sect Leader, when besieged by so many Cultivators, would probably only have the option to flee.
Moreover, he was not comparable to those two; escaping was not even a possibility for him. He had already been completely surrounded, and to escape, he would have to carve a bloody path through them. However, as Ling Mo Xie looked at the sea of heads in front of him, he did not have the confidence to carve out such a path.
He tightened his grip on the Heavenly Crystal Key and asked himself in his heart what to do. Was he really going to die here? There was no way he would hand it over!
At that moment, a commotion suddenly erupted at the edge of the crowd. Ling Mo Xie frowned. What was happening?
The attackers surrounding Ling Mo Xie also slowed their assault, their attention drawn to the disturbance outside.
Until someone shouted, "It's Evil Path Saintess! Damn it, why is she here? Didn't Evil Ridge Sect Leader disappear with Daoist Sect Leader? I thought heaven was favoring us this time and we could take advantage of it!"
"Is that true? How come I didn't hear that Evil Path Saintess would be involved in this?" Some people shouted in disbelief.
Ling Mo Xie furrowed his brow, unsure of what to think. Evil Path Saintess? Wasn't she the mother of this body?
"Why aren't you moving aside?" A cold female voice rang out, causing everyone to shiver and feel a chill run down their spines.
The Cultivators secretly gasped; it was said that this Evil Path Saintess was also extraordinarily powerful, rivaling Evil Ridge Sect Leader. Now it seemed that this was indeed true.
"You expect us to just move aside because you say so? There should be some order to this! The Heavenly Crystal Key... uh!" Of course, there were those who were unwilling to comply and responded defiantly due to their numbers. But before they could finish speaking, a spray of blood erupted, and he fell dead on the spot, causing those nearby Cultivators to retreat in panic, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at Evil Path Saintess.
"I don't like chatterboxes!" Evil Path Saintess said coldly, her tone flat as if stating a fact. Yet the surrounding Cultivators felt a chill rising from their hearts.
"You all will kill anyone who refuses to give way, regardless of whether they are righteous or evil!" The voice of Evil Path Saintess rang out again, sending a cold shiver through the hearts of the Cultivators. Those following her, some Red-Clad Veiled Women, all responded in unison with icy expressions devoid of any emotion as they gazed at the Cultivators.
At this moment, many Cultivators felt intimidated and stepped aside, losing any thoughts about the Heavenly Crystal Key.
Ling Mo Xie looked at the woman approaching him, stunningly beautiful, with an air of arrogance that made her seem like an untouchable goddess from the Moon Palace. Dressed in a pure white gown, she appeared untouched by the bloodshed around her.
However, Ling Mo Xie couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off, though he couldn't pinpoint what it was.
The Evil Path Saintess stood before Ling Mo Xie, a smile tugging at her lips. Her expression was awkward, revealing that she likely didn't smile often.
Reaching out to brush the blood on Ling Mo Xie's face, she did not turn away and spoke coldly, "Who did this? You better distance yourself from this matter; otherwise..."
Among the crowd, a Cultivator quietly stepped back a few paces. Ling Liyun was a legendary figure; his infamous romance with the Evil Path Saintess was well-known, as was their son. Later, when Ling Liyun disappeared and the Evil Path Saintess returned to her original position, no one paid attention to that child anymore.
It wasn't until Ling Mo Xie arrived and stirred up a storm that people began to recognize him as Ling Liyun's son. The Cultivators present were all somewhat capable individuals in the Cultivation World and were aware of this information.
Thus, the Cultivator naturally retreated a few steps in fear, realizing that he might be responsible for the injury.
At that time, Ling Mo Xie’s Spell Not Bad could hardly be countered by many; he had even felt proud of himself.
"Hmph!" The Evil Path Saintess lightly curled her lips into a cold smile. Suddenly, that man collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide open as he writhed in pain. Blood seeped through his clothes, and soon red maggots began crawling out of his body, yet he still did not die.
"Wow!" All the Cultivators immediately distanced themselves from him, watching in horror as he rolled on the ground while red maggots continuously crawled in and out of him. His flesh seemed like rotting wood filled with small holes where maggots burrowed.
Ling Mo Xie glanced at the Cultivator and then at the Evil Path Saintess before feeling even more uneasy. How did his cheap father end up with such a ruthless woman?
From the legends he had heard—though many aimed to belittle Ling Liyun—it was still evident that despite being carefree and unrestrained in matters of good and evil, Ling Liyun had a kind heart. He might not intentionally do good deeds but would lend a hand to those in need whenever possible.
Ling Mo Xie could hardly believe that someone like him would fall for such a ruthless woman, even going so far as to oppose the entire Cultivation World!
The Evil Path Saintess did not notice the confusion in Ling Mo Xie's heart. She forced another smile and said to him, "Alright, since the Evil Ridge Sect Leader has gone missing, no one can harm you now. Come home with me!"
Ling Mo Xie hesitated for a moment, then nodded decisively. Whatever, after all, this woman was the biological mother of this body. Even a tiger does not eat its cubs; at least it was better than staying behind to face those Cultivators.
Seeing Ling Mo Xie nod, the woman smiled and coldly instructed a group of Red-Dressed Women behind her, "Aren't you going to welcome the Young Master back to the sect? Kill anyone who dares to make a move!"
"Yes!" replied the Red-Dressed Women emotionlessly.
With the presence of the Evil Path Saintess, and since she had brought people from the Evil Ridge Sect, Ling Mo Xie, despite possessing the Heavenly Crystal Key, encountered no trouble. He quickly followed the Evil Path Saintess into the Evil Ridge Sect, preparing to have the Heavenly Crystal Key recognize its master as soon as possible so he could return to rescue Xu Qingfeng and the others.
As for the strangeness of the Evil Path Saintess, Ling Mo Xie was too preoccupied with thoughts of the Heavenly Crystal Key to think much about it.
After all, the Heavenly Crystal Key was a treasure left behind by the Heavenly Demon Sect. It was not easy to have it recognize its master. Several hours passed quickly, and night soon fell.
In Ling Mo Xie's room, a soft white light shone through the window. Inside, Ling Mo Xie sat cross-legged on the bed, with the Heavenly Crystal Key floating in front of him, emitting a gentle white light that rose and fell.
Sweat trickled down Ling Mo Xie's forehead; his mental energy was being consumed greatly, but he could not stop. Otherwise, all his efforts would be in vain.
At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared outside the window, quietly standing there watching Ling Mo X inside. Then, in a flash, the figure disappeared and reappeared inside the room, standing right in front of Ling Mo Xie, who was fully focused on refining the Heavenly Crystal Key and did not notice anything amiss.
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