On the other side.
After several days of travel, Mi Xuěyuán and her two disciples finally arrived near Sunken Moon Valley together with Li Zhōujūn.
Looking at the valley ahead, Mi Xuěyuán said to Li Zhōujūn, "Mr. Li, Sunken Moon Valley is just ahead. I won't accompany you any farther."
Li Zhōujūn nodded. "Thank you."
Mi Xuěyuán smiled bitterly. "It should be the three of us who thank you, Mr. Li. Without you, the three of us would have long since fallen at Yan Shifu's hands."
Li Zhōujūn smiled and said nothing more.
After a round of pleasantries.
Mi Xuěyuán took her two disciples and bid farewell to Li Zhōujūn.
After watching the three of them leave, Li Zhōujūn did not say another word and headed straight for Sunken Moon Valley.
A stone stele stood before the entrance to Sunken Moon Valley.
Three large characters—"Sunken Moon Valley"—were written on it.
"Wasn't there supposed to be some kind of trial?" Li Zhōujūn asked, puzzled.
At the same time.
Within the void.
The spirit guardian of Sunken Moon Valley had taken the form of a chubby child in a dudou, standing trembling before the Virtual-Real Sage.
At that moment, the spirit guardian of Sunken Moon Valley was extremely helpless.
He was the spirit guardian of Sunken Moon Valley. Simply put, Sunken Moon Valley itself was his true body.
So he did not like people coming here to disturb him either—unless he could not defeat them.
The so-called trial was to defeat him.
As the spirit guardian of Sunken Moon Valley, he possessed the cultivation of the Eternal Tenth Stage.
But the Virtual-Real Sage was at the Eternal Eleventh Stage. He could only obediently follow the Virtual-Real Sage's orders, terrified that if the Virtual-Real Sage became displeased, he would destroy Sunken Moon Valley