The world of the Heavenly Origin Mother Sect was hidden within the cracks of the Origin True Realm, exceedingly well concealed.
Ling Xiao, accompanied by Jin Ling Dragon, Xi He, and Changxi, swiftly arrived at the exit. The moment they emerged, an intense fluctuation of laws suddenly rippled from the depths of the void.
A terrifying, vast power abruptly descended.
The sky filled densely with laws, vast as clouds, intertwining as they shrouded Ling Xiao and the others, sealing off all space in an instant.
Clearly, this had been prepared for long ago—a carefully laid trap.
"Heh heh... We've been waiting for you for a long time. You've finally fallen into the net."
A cold sneer rang out. One mighty, imposing figure after another emerged from the high heavens.
They were a group of experts, ancient and majestic, all influential giants of the Thousand Autumn Realm.
Ling Xiao secretly frowned. He had already guessed their identities, yet he remained composed on the surface, his eyes showing a trace of confusion.
"Have you mistaken us for someone else, gentlemen? I bear no grudge against you, nor are we kin. Why are you blocking our path?"
"Mistaken you for someone else? What a joke! You—and that golden-haired little brat—even if you turned to ash, this old man would recognize you. You were the ones who emptied our clan's treasury."
An elderly man with white hair and beard, dressed in ancient robes and carrying an exacting air of authority, angrily rebuked them. He pointed at Ling Xiao, then at Jin Ling Dragon.
"You think a few transformation arts can make your deeds seamless? Naive. Before our clan's supreme treasure, every trace can be followed!"
Hearing this, Ling Xiao and Jin Ling Dragon exchanged a silent glance, each seeing the surprise in the other's