Destroying a Sacred Realm with a Few Words

The peach blossoms in the garden were in full bloom.

Beneath a peach tree stood a man.

The man raised his gaze toward Lin Su's group of four and smiled faintly. "You have passed two trials in succession. You may ascend to the summit of Peach Mountain. Please."

Liu Tianyin's heart skipped a beat. There was no third trial?

They were being allowed through just like that?

Liu Tianyin raised her eyes and examined the mountain before her. "May I ask, sir, does this mountain have a path?"

The old man said, "Peach Mountain has no path to begin with; those who seek one may climb it!"

After speaking those ten words, he passed before the four of them and vanished into the picturesque Peach Blossom Forest ahead.

"Seeking a path?" A glimmer flashed through Liu Tianyin's eyes. "Does that mean that if we straighten out these weeds, we can climb up?"

She stretched out a hand and smoothed the tangled grass ahead. Something strange happened: beneath the grass, a white step appeared.

"That's it!" Liu Tianyin said excitedly. "Weeds run wild, and there must be tiny flaws. Find what is lacking and mend what is missed, and we can reach the summit!"

As she spoke, she straightened another patch of weeds and found another step.

Feng Wu frowned slightly. "I have a question! Those people from earlier—the Village Girl, the boatman, the Peach Garden keeper—were they real or fake?"

Liu Tianyin frowned. "Why ask that?"

Feng Wu said, "I know that old man from just now!"

Lin Su and Liu Tianyin were both startled...

Feng Wu said, "The Sage Family of Music Saints once possessed an ancient painting that recorded a meeting between our family and the Painting Sage Sacred Family three hundred years ago. There was someone in