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"Xu Feng" shouted inside, and the confused "Zhou Elder" and "Elder Lu" felt a surge of joy. It turned out that this young man knew the secret of the "Sorrowful Technique." No wonder "Qiao Li" was so intent on killing him alone.
The two were worried that "Huang Changlao" would not be able to handle "Qiao Li" alone, so without further thought, they rushed in.
The "White Mist Valley" was filled with a heavy smell of blood, and the desperate sounds of "Xu Feng's" battle echoed continuously.
"Huang Changlao, we are here! Where are you?"
At that moment, "Huang Changlao" had already been trapped by "Xu Feng," like a precious medicine sealed in a bottle. Hearing their voices, he could not respond and could only hope for their safety.
The two arrived at the scene of the fierce battle one after another and saw "Xu Feng" punching and kicking a "Conifer Tree." The trunk shook violently, and leaves fell all around as he continued to kick and curse.
They were momentarily speechless: Is he crazy?
Suddenly, "Zhou Elder" spotted "Qiao Li" lying on the ground and shouted, "Not good! Retreat quickly!"
The "Thirty-Six Sword Lights" had already struck. In a hurry, the two tried to defend themselves, but they were caught off guard and could not withstand the attack. They were both hit by swords, with three of them pinning them together like candied hawthorn on a stick.
The "Five Elements Spiritual Power" from the swords spread out, instantly severely injuring their "Yuan Ying."
As they struggled, "Xu Feng" raised his hand, and "Diablo" roared out, completely destroying their physical forms.
"No—" they cried out unwillingly, their voices quickly fading away as they became part of "Xu Feng's" collection.
Having harbored hostility towards "Xu Feng," both "Qiao Li" and the "Xiaoyao Three Elders" were doomed. In this battle at the "Sealing Magic Gorge," no one would know how they died. They had come prepared for both wealth and death.
Thanks to possessing the "Arrow Meridian," "Xu Feng's" vision far exceeded that of ordinary people. He had already seen through the "Mountain Valley," and with "Qiao Li" and others in plain sight, there was no way they could escape the onslaught of the "Gale Sword Formation."
After collecting the magical treasures and "Yuan Ying" from the four, "Xu Feng" set fire to erase all traces completely.
After launching the Gale Sword Formation three times in a row, Xu Feng's soul power was greatly depleted. He found a secluded cave and sat down to recover quickly.
All four of them had plenty of pills, and they were all Eighth-Rank Pills suitable for the Divine Separation Stage. Xu Feng practiced his Five Elements Cultivation and threw any type of pill into his mouth without hesitation.
After an hour, Xu Feng regained his spiritual energy. After observing for a while, he quietly flew away from the Misty Mountain Valley.
Killing for a child was a major taboo in the Xian Dao, a typical style of the demon race. Xu Feng didn't have many scruples; after all, if you kill me, I will kill you. However, he still needed to be cautious and not inform ordinary people about it...
Outside the Hidden Dragon Abyss, the empty wilderness was devoid of anyone. All the fallen cultivators had been taken away by someone unknown. A few sparrows flitted around on the ground, pecking at the blood on the ground. By the pond, a kingfisher dove into the water, caught a fish, and quickly flew away.
Xu Feng flew around but did not see Xu Ruchu's people. He guessed that Xu Ruchu must have entered the Hidden Dragon Abyss to pursue Shen Qian. Xu Feng retracted his Wings of the Strange Dragon and leaped into the pond with a splash.
Releasing his spiritual energy, he pushed aside the pond water. The dim water had a faint red hue, and occasionally, torn robes floated to the surface.
The Hidden Dragon Abyss was over a hundred feet deep; as he descended, the water pressure increased, but the light became brighter. Soon, he reached the bottom of the pond where a bright light shone from not far away, illuminating the area.
At the bottom of the pond was an open space nearly a thousand meters wide, adorned with exquisite aquatic plants. Among these plants, traces of sword strikes could be seen, indicating that a Great War had just taken place here.
Following the light source, he discovered it was a three-meter-wide stone cave from which the light emanated. Countless fist-sized Night Pearls were embedded in the cave walls, shining brilliantly.
Xu Feng cautiously slipped into the cave; signs of battle became increasingly evident inside, with broken and damaged magical artifacts scattered about.
The stone cave gradually expanded; from its direction, it seemed to lead into Ban Yue Mountain's interior.
Chaotic vibrations came from beneath the water; as he got closer, the vibrations grew heavier and more rapid. It was clear that a group of people was engaged in combat, but this vibration felt unusual—it did not seem to be caused by human cultivators' spiritual energy.
The path beneath his feet slowly rose as the water level decreased. Before long, the stone cave completely emerged from the water's surface as he stepped onto solid ground. Just as he exited from under the water, the stone cave opened up into a spacious stone chamber measuring several dozen feet across.
The stone chamber was still adorned with Night Pearls that illuminated it brightly.
In the vast stone chamber, all the cultivators who entered from outside gathered here, but there were only a pitiful few remaining.
The team from Yue Ren Mountain Villa, originally nearly two hundred strong, now consisted of just eight people, all of whom were injured.
The Pingdao Sect also suffered heavy losses; only two friends who came to assist were still alive, while the others had vanished. Among the Pingdao Sect's own direct disciples, including Shen Gong and Shen Qian, only eleven remained.
The scattered cultivators also faced tremendous losses, with only three left standing in a corner, one of whom was Wei Jian, who had met Xu Feng once.
Xu Ruchu mingled within the Pingdao Sect's group. Of the ten Yuan Ying she brought, only one remained by her side. Xu Ruchu looked concerned, her gaze fixed on Shen Qian in the arena.
In the center, Shen Qian stood alongside Ye Qiongyao. The two had not separated since they first met; whatever Ye Qiongyao did, Shen Qian was always with him. In contrast, Shen Gong, as the Second Young Master, rarely spoke to Ye Qiongyao. Clearly, the Fourth Young Master was the main person in charge of this operation for the Pingdao Sect.
Allies from Li Hua Palace had also suffered severe casualties; only Fang Youxin and a Divine Separation Late Stage cultivator remained. Fang Youxin was heavily injured, and the Divine Separation Late Stage cultivator was taking care of him.
However, the elite from Li Hua Palace were still present. Ye Qiongyao seemed to have hardly engaged in combat. Returning from outside were members of Li Hua Palace's Four Seasons Sword: Chunlan, Summer Lotus, Autumn Chrysanthemum, and Winter Plum, all still capable of fighting.
All factions in the arena ceased their fighting. The only ones still engaged were five Veiled Female Cultivators from Li Hua Palace. These five had not taken action since appearing at Qianlong Abyss but finally made their move against a massive ancient beast: a Qilin standing two meters tall.
This world was too crazy; there were dragons and qilins but no giant pandas.
The five women danced around the Qilin like butterflies flitting through flowers. Their figures were already stunningly beautiful, and now as they moved gracefully, they seemed like ethereal beings capable of slaying all living things.
Almost everyone's attention in the arena was drawn to these five women. Among them was one Early Stage of Spirit Separation cultivator; the other four were Divine Separation Late Stage cultivators. Judging by their combat skills against the ancient beast Qilin, it was clear that they had mastered a Wood Element Sword Formation specifically designed to deal with this Qilin Beast. Outsiders only knew about the Azure Blood Serpent in Qianlong Abyss but few were aware of the existence of the Qilin Beast.
This Qilin was a peak existence among Eighth-Rank Monsters; even Ye Qiongyao could not defeat it alone. Li Hua Palace had evidently come prepared; these five had delayed their attack specifically to confront this giant beast.
The immediate reason for all factions halting their attacks was that these five were too powerful. If they abandoned their assault on the Qilin Beast and turned their attention to other cultivators instead, the outcome would be dire...
Any thoughts of competing with Li Hua Palace for the Sorrowful Technique would become nothing more than a joke.
Yue Ren Mountain Villa felt as if it had been slapped hard, with everyone looking at the five Masked Swordmasters from Li Hua Palace in embarrassment and helplessness.
The fifteen members of the Pingdao Sect were dealing with the Azure Blood Serpent, while the five from Li Hua Palace faced the Qilin Beast. It turned out that Pingdao Sect and Li Hua Palace had long established their roles, and this time, they were determined to succeed.
The Qilin Beast was immensely powerful, capable of breathing true fire, and its defenses were extraordinary. Regular magical treasures were ineffective against it; even a Supreme Treasure would be useless unless it struck a vital point.
The giant claws of the Qilin struck back and forth, producing a powerful force that resonated deeply. The sounds of vibrations that Xu Feng heard were caused by the beast's strikes.
Xu Feng entered quietly, unnoticed by anyone except for Ye Qiongyao.
At that moment, the battle against the Qilin Beast was nearing its end. Five streams of Wood Element sword energy combined into a dazzling dark blue spiritual force with each rotation and strike.
Mu Ke Tu, one wood generates, sinking three parts into the earth.
Surrounded by the five fighters, the Qilin Beast was already riddled with wounds, with blood dripping through its scales onto the ground. Xu Feng did not know how long the five had fought against the beast, but it was clear that the Qilin Beast was at its last gasp.
With a reluctant roar, the Qilin Beast, after a long battle, finally succumbed to exhaustion and died.
Its massive body collapsed to the ground, and its bell-like eyes gradually lost their luster.
The people from Yue Ren Mountain Villa and the three scattered cultivators moved slightly, but upon seeing Ye Qiongyao glare back at them, they dared not take another step forward.
A Veiled Woman released a cloud of White Mist, instantly freezing the wounds of the Qilin and stopping its blood loss. Then she rolled it up and stored it in her ring.
Ding! One of the five women, who was at the Early Stage of Spirit Separation, pointed her sword to the ground, her body swaying unsteadily. The other four immediately rushed over to assist her. She had been able to hold on until the end thanks to the combined strength of their Sword Formation, but ultimately her strength was insufficient, leading to her spiritual energy being depleted.
Shen Qian called over members of the Pingdao Sect to stand guard in front while he and Ye Qiongyao moved to the bottom of the stone chamber. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xu Feng flew over to Xu Ruchu's side.
Xu Ruchu smiled at him as if she had anticipated his arrival, then turned her gaze towards Shen Qian. The other cultivators were quite surprised by Xu Feng's appearance; everyone who could enter this place was at least at the Mid Stage of Spirit Separation. As for Xu Ruchu, she had been protected to come in; it was another matter entirely. Yet here was Xu Feng, with his strength at the Late Stage of Nascent Soul, also appearing in this place.
Everyone's attention was focused on Ye Qiongyao and Shen Qian, leaving Xu Feng unnoticed.
Ten feet behind the Qilin, there was a stone platform with an exquisite Wooden Box on it.
Could this Wooden Box be the one left by the Heartbroken Ancestor? Is it filled with the notorious Sorrowful Technique?
Xu Feng looked at the Wooden Box and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
The surrounding cultivators displayed greedy expressions, their palms sweating, ready to rush forward at any moment. The few Masked Swordmasters from Li Hua Palace glanced sideways, immediately extinguishing their fighting spirit.
Ye Qiongyao and Shen Qian gently leaned closer together, blocking everyone's view.
Creak! With a soft sound, Ye Qiongyao opened the box. The two of them moved slightly, as if they were retrieving something, then turned around.
All eyes were fixed on that Wooden Box.
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