Assistance

Su Yao and Yang Xiu traveled at a fast pace, and after an hour or so, they arrived at the confluence of the Longchuan and Luchuan.

The two stood in the Great Void, first looking towards the present world.

Above the canyon below, the layers of colorful light that once shone through have all faded away, leaving only the bowl-shaped brown light curtain at the very bottom, hanging alone above the canyon, protecting the tens of thousands of miners below.

Su Yao gazed at the scene, so different from what it had been fifteen years ago, and remained silent for a moment before speaking:

"Truly, things have changed. Back then, we gathered here under the command of Yuanfu. I successively killed Shen Yuxiao, Xuan Yang, and one remnant each from the Witch and God races. Brother Dao also personally beheaded those two remnants of the Demon Race."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiu's gaze lingered on the old battlefield for a moment before he replied:

"Yes. Of those people that day, aside from you and me achieving the Purple Mansion and emerging from seclusion, and a few of our protectors who haven't yet gone into seclusion, fellow Daoists Zilin, Xuan Yan, Ying Qi, Mo Li are still in seclusion seeking the Purple Mansion stage. Judging by the time, they should still be in a state of ignorance. Youning, he immediately returned to Azure Jade Valley in the Western Regions afterward. I wonder how he is now, whether he has gone into seclusion to break through to the Purple Mansion..."

Hearing the name "Zilin," Su Yao felt a slight stirring in his heart; upon hearing the names "Xuan Yan" and the other two, he was filled with countless emotions.

Upon hearing "Youning," he swallowed back the words that were already on the tip of his tongue, instead shifting his gaze to the depths of the Great Void and pointing with his finger:

"Brother Dao, please observe."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiu looked in the direction he was pointing.

In the Great Void, fragments of the grotto-heavens were scattered, some as large as islands, others as small as hills, their surfaces emanating a faint aura of the Yellow Springs, slowly falling into the depths of the Netherworld like withered leaves.

Only the largest fragment in the farthest distance, surrounded by flying sand and stones, seemed to be supported from below by an invisible hand, barely slowing its descent.

Su Yao then said:

"Longchuan Heaven was, after all, established by the Spirit Witch Dao Lord. More than ten years have passed since its fall, and apart from the place where the reincarnation of the True Lord resides, the rest of the land has long been plundered. Normally, it should have completely collapsed and fallen, devoured by Netherworld Overseer long ago. Yet, even today, there are still many fragments that have not been devoured by Netherworld Overseer and are still slowly sinking. It is truly lamentable."

Yang Xiu stared at the fragments, not responding immediately.

After a moment, he whispered:

"The Earth Witch is the return of souls. She is the Emperor of Ghosts, the Blood Alliance, the Gate of the Underworld, the Yellow Springs, and the Nine Lands. Now, among all the witches and priests, only Jade Truth still holds a high position; the rest are empty, hence their souls are not manifest. And the Earth Witch is not manifest... I heard my family's Supreme True Person say that in the Netherworld, only thirty percent of the Yellow Springs remains from ancient times. If, in a few years, no Earth Witch ascends to the throne, the Yellow Springs may completely dry up."

Su Yao simply nodded upon hearing this, but did not respond to the conversation. Instead, he focused his gaze on the largest fragment of the cave, seemingly lost in thought.

Seeing this, Yang Xiu glanced at him and sighed inwardly: Fellow Daoist Su still harbors some wariness towards the people of Azure Jade Valley because of the Azure Jade incident in the past. It would be best to avoid mentioning the name Youning in front of Su Yao.

At this moment, Su Yao did not notice Yang Xiu's expression. He secretly used his Law Power to connect with the Prism in his dantian.

He had been injured by Cang Lan's mortal energy before. Although he had the help of pills and Sword Intent, the mortal energy was like a maggot clinging to his bones, entangled in his Divine Ability.

It is important to know that Divine Ability are the foundation of the Purple Mansion. If one is constantly entangled with them, Daoxing will be shaken sooner or later, affecting the foundation of one's practice.

Fortunately, with a gentle tremor from the Prism, the stubborn mortal energy dissipated on the spot, preserving his foundation and preventing significant damage. This allowed him to quickly recover from his injuries and emerge from seclusion.

At that moment, a very faint colored light rose from the depths of his eyes, invisible to outsiders.

Then he looked toward the largest fragment.

With the blessing of the Prism, his gaze pierced through layers of flying sand and stones, past the Yellow Springs water hanging upside down at the edge of the fragments, and landed directly in the cave.

A familiar young man was holding a long brown banner and waving it continuously.

With each wave of the long banner, the surrounding Yellow Springs water receded a little. The boy had already stepped half a foot out of the cave and into the Great Void, his figure flickering between the inside and outside of the cave.

It was Chen Hai, the reincarnation of the True Lord, whom Su Yao and others had performed for in several plays for fifteen years.

Compared to more than a decade ago, the boy's face has hardly changed, but his temperament is completely different.

The boy who was once somewhat naive and awkward now stands at the boundary between the Yellow Springs and the present world, his eyes revealing only a calm and indifferent composure that comes with having experienced all things.

Behind the boy stood several figures, none of which were human.

The Yao Qi was restrained, and the murderous intent was deep and concentrated. Judging from their aura, they were all demons and exotic species of the Purple Mansion level.

Su Yao's gaze lingered on one of the bird-shaped figures.

After breaking through to the Purple Mansion, he needed to refine four Purple Mansion variants. At this moment, the Prism trembled slightly in his Qi Sea, and an extremely clear thirst surged up, like a sudden thunderstorm in a parched land, causing even his fingertips to tighten slightly.

Most of the rare and exotic species at the Purple Mansion level have long been collected by various Daoist lineages and locked away in deep mountain cave abode, rarely escaping into the outside world. Now, several have been seen at once, including one suitable for Prism's needs, still within this crumbling cave heaven, with little background...

Just as Su Yao was engrossed in his observation, a familiar voice suddenly rang out from the Great Void behind them:

"The abbot's talent is indeed extraordinary, and the foundation of Qixia Temple is profound. In less than two years, the abbot has completely expelled the corrosive influence of worldly affairs. Truly remarkable."

Upon hearing this, Su Yao regained his composure and turned around at the same time as Yang Xiu.

Ahead, a young man in scarlet robes stood quietly about a hundred miles away, holding a scepter.

The newcomer was none other than Xue Min, the Mountain God of Cang Mountain.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Su Yao was initially taken aback, then narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled:

"The Mountain God is no simple man either. The Great True Person Mo Yan is Great True Person of the Human Dao with five Divine Ability powers, and since the Human Dao is the manifest path in this world, judging from the commotion in the Great Void that day, he must have perished. The Mountain God is now safe and sound, so it must not have taken too much effort. As for me, I only managed to escape by borrowing the methods of a Supreme True Person, and I was seriously injured. Compared to the Mountain God, I am far inferior."

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand quietly rested on the Vermilion Brightness Sword hidden in his sleeve, while his gaze was fixed on Xue Min, not daring to relax for a moment.

After all, he no longer possessed the methods bestowed upon him by Daozheng. The one before him, however, was the Mountain God of Cang Mountain had cultivated for two lifetimes. Not only did he possess great cultivation, but he also held a divine position, could borrow the power of Cang Mountain, and had the foundation of Nanzhao, making him unfathomable.

Yang Xiu remained silent, but his right hand landed silently on the golden bell at his waist, while a deep, gray-purple Profound Qi flowed very slowly between his brows.

Xue Min took in their wariness, smiled slightly, and tapped his scepter on the ground. A crimson ripple spread out, making his figure even clearer. Then he said:

"There's no need for that, you two." He paused, his expression turning serious, and said solemnly:

"Today, I have come to assist you both on the orders of the King."

"Suppress the source of the chaos to bring peace to the people of Nanzhao!"