On the Verge of Eruption

At Ba Snake Mountain Temple, a faint, wondrous aura of Yuqing spread through the air, completely sealing it off.

It was as if the Eastern Wasteland had suddenly lost all sense of this sacrificial temple's presence.

Bzzz!

Li Qingyun immediately sensed a powerful divine awareness being forcibly flung away by him.

He sneered. "At a time like this, you still dream of watching my Dao grounds whenever you please?"

Nor was he worried that the auras of Daoist Si, Xuan Hun, and the other disciples of the Three Pure Ones would be discovered by Dao Lord Mìwù.

Leaving aside the fact that Dao Lord Mìwù was too far away to do anything, even if his divine awareness truly descended to observe them, the disciples of the Three Pure Ones hidden in Ba Snake Mountain, Lingqiu, and the water veins of Wind Horse Mountain would muddle their surrounding auras while silently reciting the Dao De Jing, shielding them from the Domain Temple's watchful gaze.

"Well done, Qingyun Dao Lord! What technique is this, to actually obscure the Dao authority of my Domain Temple's gaze?"

Within the hall, Dao Lord Mìwù's divine awareness had been repelled, leaving him slightly dazed.

A trace of shock immediately appeared on his face.

"It is only natural that Li Qingyun could foresee us making a move, but how did he manage to block the Domain Temple's gaze...?"

Dao Lord Mìwù felt a sense of impending doom.

He immediately connected through telepathic perception, drawing several senior brothers and elders of the Mishin Dao Alliance into the fluctuations of his divine awareness.

"Senior brothers and junior brothers, do any of you have further news concerning Qingyun Dao Lord of Ba Snake Mountain Temple? We are about to act, yet I am growing ever more unsettled!"

Dao Lord Mìwù's