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The Purple Sun Mountain Range is a well-known ancient region within the Great Zhao Kingdom, famous for the Ziyang Sect hidden within its depths.
According to legend, the Purple Sun Mountain Range was not originally named Ziyang; it was once a desolate and dangerous place, overrun by fierce beasts. It was only after the arrival of the Ziyang Sect that it underwent a fundamental transformation.
The Ziyang Sect is a powerful sect located in the Great Zhao Kingdom, yet it stands apart from it. Mysterious, powerful, bloody, and full of opportunities—these are its hallmarks.
Historically, this mysterious and powerful sect has opened its doors to disciples multiple times, but each occasion has been accompanied by bloodshed, with countless young warriors falling and becoming lost souls.
However, this does not hinder the Ziyang Sect's supreme reputation in the Great Zhao Kingdom and several surrounding smaller nations. Passing the bloody Entry Examination is akin to leaping through the dragon gate—a significant Supreme Creation that is hard to predict. Moreover, for the forces behind these young warriors, there are immense benefits. Thus, each time the Ziyang Sect recruits disciples, it becomes one of the most talked-about events across several nations.
After leaving Fengyan City, Fang Chen and Grandma Ji rushed directly towards the Purple Sun Mountain Range at full speed. The journey was quite long, spanning nearly half of the Great Zhao Kingdom from south to north, crossing through many powerful territories along the way.
However, with the presence of the Crimson Flame Bird—a powerful flying beast at the Alchemy Realm level—and Grandma Ji, a formidable Primordial Embryo Realm expert, their journey went relatively smoothly. Thanks to the Crimson Flame Bird's speed, they approached the much-anticipated mountain range in just three days.
As they drew closer, Fang Chen could distinctly sense an increasing number of Qi Energy fluctuations heading toward the same destination. Clearly, many were drawn to the Ziyang Sect's recruitment event.
These Qi Energy fluctuations included Dan Qi from Alchemy Realm practitioners and vital energy from Primordial Embryo Realm experts. Occasionally, there were even a few overwhelming auras that made Fang Chen and his companions' hearts race. However, Fang Chen knew these individuals were not the main participants in this recruitment event; only those young warriors at Body Refinement Realm brought by their elders would truly take part.
These young warriors were all at Body Refinement Realm Ninth Layer cultivation level, nearly reaching their peak within this realm. Their strength was considerable but did not overly surprise Fang Chen; among those he encountered, the strongest aura was comparable to Azure Vine.
Under Grandma Ji's guidance, Fang Chen and his companions did not engage with other travelers but instead avoided crowds and chose less populated paths through deep mountains and wilderness. This method of travel was monotonous but spared them from many disputes and allowed for a peaceful journey. Most importantly, Fang Chen and Lian Yiyue needed to use this final stretch to adjust themselves and maintain their combat power at its peak in preparation for the upcoming Hunt.
Half a month prior, a mysterious force had interfered with the area above the Purple Sun Mountain Range. Both warriors and beasts found it difficult to fly; reaching the Ziyang Sect deep within required traveling on foot. The journey from entering the Purple Sun Mountain Range to reaching the Ziyang Sect was not short.
This lengthy trek also became a hunting ground for a group of mysterious Hunters!
As night fell over the land, deep within the mountains, roars from beasts echoed occasionally before fading into the darkness—chilling and terrifying.
A bonfire rose amidst the trees, illuminating a massive crimson figure standing beside it like another great flame—striking and flamboyant.
Beneath this crimson giant stood four figures gathered around it, a solemn atmosphere slowly circulating among them.
The massive crimson figure was none other than the Crimson Flame Bird, which served as the transportation for Fang Chen and his companions over the past three days. Beneath the Crimson Flame Bird, four figures were seated in a meditative posture, namely Fang Chen and his companions.
"Rest here for the night and adjust your conditions to their peak. Tomorrow, you will enter the Purple Sun Mountain Range," Grandma Ji said, her gaze sweeping over Fang Chen and Lian Yiyue as she stood up and looked toward the vast mountain range that loomed in the dark night.
The Purple Sun Mountain Range was a no-fly zone, and facing that group of mysterious Hunters, even if something happened to their own martial artists, powerful figures like Grandma Ji who accompanied the younger generation could not act recklessly.
Seeing yet being unable to intervene, sometimes having to watch helplessly as their juniors were slain before their eyes, was an extreme torment that was unbearable. It would be better not to enter at all. Moreover, the stronger the martial artist accompanying their juniors into the Purple Sun Mountain Range, the more attention they would attract from the powerful Hunters within. Thus, over time, many strong figures who accompanied their juniors simply stopped at the entrance of the Purple Sun Mountain Range.
Having witnessed Fang Chen's prowess firsthand, Grandma Ji naturally did not worry about Fang Chen and Lian Yiyue being hunted within. However, she also did not want to inadvertently attract danger to them because of her presence. It was known that among these Hunters were truly terrifying beings who had killed those at the Late Stage of the Qi-Refining Realm. Once targeted by those few monsters, even Grandma Ji could not claim absolute confidence in Fang Chen's safety, let alone Lian Yiyue.
Nodding lightly, surrounded by Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy, Lian Yiyue and Fang Chen resumed their cultivation. As they drew closer to Ziyang Sect, a hot aura permeated the air around them; even someone as calm as Fang Chen found it difficult to maintain his composure under its influence.
Unlike others, Fang Chen did not wish to simply traverse what was now known as a bloody hunting ground—the Purple Sun Mountain Range. With no martial artists surpassing the Qi Boundary present, everyone else only possessed Body Refinement Realm cultivation. The Hunters ranked within the top fifty received generous rewards for each kill.
More importantly, in this game of Hunt and being Hunted, everyone's starting point was equalized; everything relied on strength. Even those who were originally constrained by their status and connections could die without anyone noticing if they were discreet enough. This undoubtedly presented an excellent opportunity for Fang Chen.
Feeling Lian Yiyue's steady breathing beside him, Fang Chen closed his eyes in meditation and gently exhaled, suppressing any distracting thoughts as he prepared to enter a deeper state of cultivation.
"Who?!"
At that moment, Grandma Ji's expression suddenly changed as she shouted sharply. Shortly after, the Crimson Flame Bird beside them began to restlessly screech softly, its ruby-like eyes filled with intense vigilance.
Sensing something unusual around them, Fang Chen and Lian Yiyue immediately withdrew from their meditative state. Opening his eyes and observing Grandma Ji and the Crimson Flame Bird's tense demeanor made Fang Chen's heart tighten.
"Hmm?"
At that moment, Fang Chen suddenly felt a shift in his mind and abruptly raised his head to look toward the southeast sky.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sound of breaking air suddenly rang out as five figures shot toward them from the night sky.
"The people from Iron Sword Valley!" Grandma Ji's expression darkened as she fixed her gaze on the Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man at the forefront of the five figures, her hands clenched tightly within her sleeves. "Fated Encounter!" she gritted out.
"Iron Sword Valley?" Fang Chen looked surprised, but then it seemed he suddenly recalled something. His gaze swept over the grim-faced Grandma Ji, as well as the disgusted expressions of Lian Yiyue and Yaru, and a bitter smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.
Iron Sword Valley was also a relatively powerful force within the Great Zhao Kingdom. Although there were no Heavenly Realm experts within their sect, even some formidable forces that did possess Heavenly Realm experts were reluctant to provoke Iron Sword Valley lightly. This was because they were a group of fanatical and powerful lunatics, and these lunatics happened to be the sworn enemies of Charming Immortal Sect.
Charming Immortal Sect was unique in that it was the only force in the Great Zhao Kingdom composed entirely of female cultivators. To many, what seemed quite normal was viewed as bizarre, and under its banner, many practiced Charm Technique, which had once led to it being labeled as Demonic Enchantress Sect, facing joint suppression from various forces.
Among them, Iron Sword Sect was the most ruthless. If not for certain reasons, Charming Immortal Sect, which had just been established and had not yet fully stabilized, would have completely fallen under the relentless iron swords of Iron Sword Sect. Even so, Iron Sword Sect had once pushed into Charming Immortal Sect's territory, slaughtering numerous disciples of Charming Immortal Sect.
This was a humiliation for Charming Immortal Sect and an irreconcilable blood feud. In fact, one of the sect rules of Charming Immortal Sect stated that upon encountering anyone from Iron Sword Valley, they could kill if possible. It was similar within Iron Sword Sect. These were two powerful forces with an unending hatred for each other. Now that they encountered people from Iron Sword Valley outside the Purple Sun Mountain Range, it was certainly not a pleasant situation for Fang Chen. Especially since he could clearly sense an aura from the leading Purple-Robed Middle-Aged Man that was no weaker than Grandma Ji's.
This was also a Primordial Embryo Realm expert!
"This is troublesome," Fang Chen thought anxiously. Although he wasn't a member of Charming Immortal Sect and usually had no interactions with these lunatics from Iron Sword Valley—much less any grievances—now that he was walking alongside members of Charming Immortal Sect...
Feeling the severe gazes cast down from above, Fang Chen's bitter smile deepened.
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