rget was very clear: this courtyard.The fire jade centipede struggled fiercely in Qin Sang's palm, frantically gnawing at the spiritual energy binding it. Its perception was definitely not a lie; ther...Deep within the mountains, hidden in a desolate forest, lay a cave shrouded in powerful restrictions.

The location of the cave was extremely hidden. Due to the restrictions covering it, even if a cultivator flew overhead, it would be difficult to detect the existence of the cave.

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A sudden flash of strange light filled the cave, and then a figure darted out. It was a middle-aged cultivator dressed as a Taoist priest.

Emerging from the cave, the middle-aged Taoist was short of breath and his face still bore a look of fright.

After landing, the middle-aged Taoist staggered a bit and turned his head back to stare at the cave entrance. Seeing nothing moving inside, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Then, as if remembering something, his expression brightened suddenly. He opened his right palm, revealing an ice ball the size of a baby's fist in its center.

The ice puck was crystal clear, its material actually a kind of jade with an unusual coldness. It emitted a faint chill without any external stimulation.

The middle-aged Taoist pulled back the true essence that encased the ice ball, and with a 'crackling' sound, a layer of frost immediately spread across his hand, bringing a bone-chilling cold.

The chill of ice hockey seeped into the middle-aged Taoist priest's body, as if it were going to freeze his blood.

The middle-aged Taoist didn't mind, a smile blossoming even brighter on his face. “Although this cave dwelling differs from the clues Master had found before and isn't the lair of some Alchemy Grandmaster, getting such a large piece of Rending Jade is not a fruitless endeavor. After refining the coldness within the Rending Jade, I stand a good chance of breaking through this bottleneck…”

He carefully inscribed a few prohibitions on the ice ball, sealing the cold air and putting the treasure into his pouch. He cast one last glance at the cave entrance before striding away.

After ten or so breaths, the figure of a middle-aged Taoist priest appeared on the peak of a mountain. He looked around, hesitant and uncertain.

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"I didn't expect the process of breaking the seal and obtaining treasures to be so smooth this time, I didn't even need to use the preparations I had made. It's still early, and there's plenty of time before the fairy formation closes. I can still explore two more secret realms. Unfortunately, I didn't learn much about the Qisha Hall beforehand. Exploring unknown secret realms without preparation is extremely dangerous..."

The middle-aged Taoist hesitated, suddenly realizing something, and almost broke out in a cold sweat.

"I entered the Hall of Seven Kills seeking a chance to break through my bottleneck. Now that I have obtained the Linyu, there is hope for me to breakthrough. Why should I still covet those unknown treasures If I lose my life because of this, it would be truly regrettable!"

Having understood this, the middle-aged Taoist suppressed the greed in his heart and resolutely turned to leave.

Soon, the middle-aged Taoist priest arrived at the edge of the mountains.

Deserts.

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The grass and trees have fallen.

Splash...

The wind blew, causing the weeds to sway, wave after wave gradually pushing towards the distance.

The vast expanse of the wasteland was laid bare.

A middle-aged cultivator pinched a formula, his qi inward and hidden in a mountain crevice. He remained motionless, staring intently at the wasteland for a long time.

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Above the wasteland, a vortex-shaped passage was clearly visible in the storm.

There is still some time before the Immortal Array closes, and the passageway has not yet begun to shrink. A massive vortex covers most of the wasteland, allowing anyone underneath it to leave the Qisha Hall.

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Once you enter the whirlpool, it's much safer.

Simply activate the jade talisman to counteract the power of the immortal formation. Because the storm's power is extremely chaotic, cultivators who leave the immortal formation could appear anywhere after exiting.

To kill them would be very difficult.

The fairy array is vast, forming a gigantic circular wind wall. Those who seek to rob can only stand in one place and rely on luck. If they encounter bad fortune and end up facing a primordial infant ancestor, their lives will be forfeit.

After observing for a long time, the middle-aged Taoist priest confirmed that there was no danger, and quietly lurked at the edge of the wasteland. He found a very secluded corner, and with a flash of light, he sped towards the vortex.

In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged Taoist had already approached the vortex.

He felt the terrible impact of the fairy formation and immediately activated the jade talisman, a relieved smile appearing on his face. Just at this moment, suddenly a blue glow appeared without warning beside the middle-aged Taoist priest.

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’Rumble…’

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The storm vortex still raged, and the figure of the middle-aged Taoist vanished, seeming to have entered the storm.

Among the mountains.

In a dense forest, two pairs of eyes remained fixed on the direction of the storm vortex. Seeing this, a flicker of light appeared in their eyes before they quickly retracted them.

"Qin Daoist friend, what did you discover"

One person spoke.

The person hidden in the forest was Qin Sang and Bai.

After leaving Tiantang, Qin Sang pondered for a while before heading straight to the wasteland. He had been hiding in the mountains for quite some time.

Of course, he remembered that before his departure, Old Zou had invited him to meet at Huaxi Lake to search for treasure together.

But things are urgent and I can't make it.

Unexpectedly meeting Senior Qingzhu and learning about the clues to the ancient teleportation array, returning to Xiaohan Domain is hopeful. Right now, the predicament of cultivation has been temporarily resolved, finding back Jiuhua Tianlan and refining the Fadian Dan for Nascent Soul cultivation is the top priority.

In comparison to this matter, everything else is insignificant.

The premise of everything was that he could safely leave the Hall of Seven Kills. Qin Sang didn't forget that there might be another hurdle waiting for him at the entrance of the Hall of Seven Kills.

If you can't get through, don't even think about it.

So he rushed to the vicinity of the wasteland, investigating the situation, waiting for this cultivator to lead him into danger.

"Sure enough, there's something abnormal. That guy is truly insane!"

Qin Sang's face darkened. The trace of inconspicuous blue light Tian Mudie had seen shouldn't have appeared in the storm; that cultivator was most likely going to meet a grim end.

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He and Bai had only speculated before, thinking that the Yuan Ying cultivator was too brazen to blatantly attack and kill them in the desolate wasteland.

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Only now did they realize how reckless and unrestrained Master Yuanying had become.

In a world where great power resides within oneself, for those top-tier cultivators, the so-called rules hold no absolute binding force, there is only a balancing effect.

Once the benefits gained from breaking the rules are significant enough, they will have no hesitation.

Bai didn't find this surprising, sighing: "It seems like we can only hope for a fight to break out inside the Heavenly Pagoda as you said. That's our only chance to escape. Once things get chaotic, even with his Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivation, he won't dare act recklessly unless he doesn't mind getting caught up in the mess."

Qin Sang nodded and said, "If that person only had the cultivation of the early Nascent Soul stage, I would have a few points of confidence in being able to shake him off within the Immortal Array. Now, this is all we can do."

The sky-eye butterfly rested on Qin Sang's shoulder, drowsy.

After entering the Hall of Seven Kills, Qin Sang used two consecutive Wuzhu secret arts to forcefully enhance his Tianmu divine ability. The Tianmu Butterfly was very exhausted.

"Go rest now."

Qin Sang gently stroked the wings of the Tianmu Butterfly and fed it a drop of spirit dew.

The Tianshan butterfly nuzzled affectionately against Qin Sang's fingertip before flying into her dantian.

Bai's gaze followed the Heavenly Eye Butterfly, and he couldn't help but feel a tinge of envy. Although the Heavenly Eye Butterfly wasn't strong in combat, it was an excellent helper, having accomplished many feats.

Unfortunately, the difficulty of raising chi insects is extremely high. At least before he recovered his memories, he didn't have the energy to do such things.

“Qin Daoist friend, the restrictions in the valley are as dangerous as you said. Those Nascent Soul cultivators will probably find it hard to break through in a short time. What do you plan to do next Are you going to wait here endlessly”d the two-headed hound leaped out from the Hun Yuan Tong Xin Ring. It had been ready long ago, its vertical pupils shooting out a storm.The woman never expected that Qin Sang was not afraid of this ki...