The mist over Lanke Mountain has dissipated.
What was originally a Chessboard bearing the power of heaven and earth's spiritual energy has now sunk underground, revealing its entrance, which is ten feet in circumference and so deep that even sunlight cannot penetrate it.
Some people even need to travel from outside the town to get here.
But some people simply set up camp in front of Lanke Mountain. For example, the members of the Demon Summoning Cult had been waiting there for a long time.
"The evil spirits of Lanke Mountain have finally dissipated."
"The immortal's words were indeed true."
Tan Zhuyin, dressed in a black robe, stood in the sunlight.
"Holy Son, the things beneath Lanke Mountain, although they originated from our ancestral god..."
"But aren't we being a bit too arrogant?"
The speaker was cross-eyed, and upon closer inspection, one could see the logo of the Yin-Yang Hall painted on his clothes.
It was that person who couldn't distinguish between humans and animals, and who wouldn't spare even chickens and dogs.
He was a representative sent by the Yin -Yin-Yang Hall of the Demon Summoning Cult. The reason for this is that he has returned to his old ways and taken on private jobs.
But to my utter surprise...
The Holy Son and the Hundred Beast Hall Master, who are usually accompanied by shadows and act cautiously, have made such a grand show of themselves this time.
"Hehe, we still have my immortal brother to protect us."
Luo Yexian crossed his arms and looked down at ordinary people with a disdainful gaze.
"He told us to report back to him regularly after we went inside. What does that mean? Is he telling us in advance that he will intervene if things change?"
"How can we reveal our whereabouts to outsiders..."
"That's why I say you have bad eyesight, you're like a frog in a well!"
"Who says I have bad eyesight?!"
The cross-eyed man was furious; he hated it most when people said he had bad eyesight.
"You managed to bet 80,000 on a 'one' yesterday, and you call that good eyesight?"
Luo Yexian's words made the cross-eyed man take a deep breath, his face slightly flushed.
But since he had only just entered the Fifth External Scene Realm and had no kinship with the Holy Son.
"Hmph, with external enemies at hand, are you trying to make a fool of yourselves by fighting amongst yourselves?"
Tan Zhuyin suddenly snorted coldly, his tone heavy, and a powerful aura suddenly rose from his body, with the sound of a ferocious dragon roaring behind him.
He was engaging in a power struggle with someone.
The people in the demonic sect were stunned for a moment, then looked up at the sky.
Above the heavens, a figure wearing a golden crown seemed to block out the sun, his double pupils coldly sweeping down.
Behind him followed a group of Heaven Patrol Guard in silver armor, all exuding powerful auras.
"You vile worm from the gutter, a defeated foe, you should be hiding your head and tail, but you dare to come and see me so openly?"
"Heh, what is the Great Yu Dynasty? You have no idea what kind of power stands behind me!"
Tan Zhuyin a cold laugh.
Facing the Crown Prince of Great Yu, who had once nearly killed him, he stood with his hands behind his back, his tone revealing a powerful confidence.
The two sides are facing off.
It can't be said that they were evenly matched, after all, the Heaven Patrol Guard behind Jiang Yu were all top-notch in the External Scene Realm, and that middle-aged man with a thick beard was a well-known Earth Ranking expert.
However, the Demon Summoning Cult Square possessed a mysterious confidence, and their momentum was in no way inferior.
The two sides were on the verge of war, as if a major battle was about to break out.
Immediately, all the various factions and Rogue Person present stood by and watched, fearing they might be caught in the crossfire.
"The Demon Summoning Holy Son actually dares to challenge His Highness the Crown Prince? Where does he get his courage?"
"Hiss... It's hard to say. The Demon Summoning Cult Sect has a long history; they might have some kind of backing."
"They won't start fighting, will they?"
"We'd love for them to both be severely weakened; wouldn't that give us a better chance?"
This was not the only thought held by the various factions present.
The Square from the Great Yu Dynasty also had their thoughts churning, and Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes.
Why do the members of the Demon Summoning Cult seem so confident?
The scene was quite tense at one point.
But just then, a cloud of mist suddenly drifted in from a distance.
The two figures atop it, one dressed in a white, Pure Yang Long Robe, the other in a dark, Taiyin Immortal-Retaining Skirt, seemed like a divine couple descended to earth...
Well, perhaps that's not quite the right way to put it.
The Cold Fairy is too dazzling.
Having grown a year older, her cool and elegant appearance and figure have gained a more mature and sophisticated air, making her the center of attention wherever she goes.
No one could have imagined that the fairy-like lips of the Cold Fairy had once uttered the word "brother" to a certain childish brat...
"So why is she only ranked third on the Hundred Flowers Ranking?"
"Is it possible that Cold Fairy hasn't fully matured yet, and ranking her third is to give her room to improve?"
"It's either a cover-up, or the Xingxing of the Heaven Derivation Sect is blind!"
If Little Li heard this, he would probably pat this person on the shoulder.
To be honest, that's true.
However, he probably won't have that chance, since he's holding Cold Fairy's little hand right now.
Why are you all just standing here?
Li Mo was initially puzzled, but then his expression turned serious.
"Could there be some danger at the entrance to this great tomb? I seem to sense a strong sense of crisis and killing intent."
"Um..."
Ying Bing lowered her eyes slightly.
The murderous aura didn't seem to be coming from the tomb.
As soon as they arrived, all eyes in the room turned to the two of them.
And eventually, they converged on Li Mo.
"Is this the arrogant scoundrel who offended His Highness and, relying on his meager merits, disregarded all respect?"
Among the Heaven Patrol Guard, the bearded, silver-armored commander asked in a deep voice.
Jiang Yu remained noncommittal, but Chong Tong stared at the two of them, his eyes thoughtful.
"It's them..."
Luo Yexian's expression was complex, his eyes filled with admiration, anger, and even a hint of fear.
"Li Mo, Ying Bing!"
Tan Zhuyin's face was gloomy, his expression one of intense hatred for his enemies, no less so than when he saw Jiang Yu.
These two individuals were responsible for Master Han's death and for the sect's grand plan in the Southern Border to fall through.
Moreover, these two have risen to prominence on the Hidden Dragon Ranking at an even more astonishing speed than Jiang Yu did back then, already surpassing him and posing a significant threat to his return to the top spot in the future.
Luo Yexian said with lingering fear, "These two are probably people with great fortune... If they were to join the Myriad Phenomena Immortal Sect..."
"You were once from the Drizzle Pavilion?"
The Demon Summoning Holy Son looked at the cross-eyed External Scene Realm, where people couldn't distinguish between humans and animals, and left no one alive.
"Yes."
"Then, after you go down there, find an opportunity to kill them. I will reward you after you succeed."
"Ah?"
The cross-eyed man paused, momentarily stunned.
Earn twice the money with one job? Is such a thing even possible?
Neither side looked at Li Mo with friendly eyes.
Other factions and wandering Rogue Person... are also quite aggressive.
It's mainly aimed at Li Mo.
"Li Mo, you deserve to die!"
"It must be because he can't fly, so he had no choice but to hold his hand and lead him along, right?"
"That's definitely it!"
Faced with the disapproving gazes of the many talented young men, Li Mo leaned back slightly, then gripped Ice Block's other hand even tighter.
"Ice Block, you must hold on to me tightly."
"Um?"
Li Mo said earnestly, "What if, like in the Blood Phoenix Secret Realm last time, we're randomly teleported to different locations? If we hold on tight, we won't get separated. This is for safety."
"For safety?"
Ying Bing narrowed her eyes, looking at the boy's serious expression.
She suspected that Li Mo wasn't afraid of any teleportation formations or similar magic within the tomb.
It's because his childish nature has resurfaced; he's deliberately making up this excuse in front of so many people...
They were holding hands; it almost turned into a hug.
After a moment of silence, she nodded gently:
"... Yes, safety first."