Immortals Step into Heaven

In that dim, claustrophobic underground space, the atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating. Zheng Yuan and Li Xiuyun were terribly anxious, their eyes filled with determination and panic. They hurried with all their might towards the only exit. They knew that if they were caught by the Corpse Refining Sect, they would be doomed.

After the people of the Corpse Refining Sect realized the intentions of Zheng Yuan and Li Xiuyun, the leader, a guy with a face full of flesh and fierce eyes, shouted at the top of his voice: "Chase! We can't let them get away!" The voice echoed in the underground space, revealing a chilling murderous intent.

Zheng Yuan, swift and agile, ran, vigilantly observing his surroundings. Li Xiuyun followed closely behind, her face slightly pale, but her gaze determined. Soon, their figures appeared above the ground. As soon as they emerged, they didn't dare pause. Having discerned a direction, they unleashed their full might, escaping in that direction like two gusts of wind. Zheng Yuan channeled his inner mana, his feet swift, each step covering a vast distance. Not to be outdone, Li Xiuyun, clutching her own magical weapon, drew on its power to accelerate forward, raising a cloud of dust in her wake. The Corpse Refining Sect members were left staring at their retreating figures, their furious pursuit continuing.

Zheng Yuan and Li Xiuyun fled until they were sure no one from the Corpse Refining Sect was pursuing them. Only then did they stop, breathless and exhausted, and looked back warily. The road behind them was silent and still. They figured the Corpse Refining Sect had probably lost them in the complex terrain.

Li Xiuyun panted slightly, looked up at Zheng Yuan, and asked softly, "Where are we going now?" Zheng Yuan frowned, his eyes searching around for directions.

Afterward, the two of them sped all the way to the island's center. A majestic, imposing portal stood before them. Above it, the three characters "Yunlong Sect" emanated a majestic aura, strikingly striking. The Yunlong Sect gate was bustling with activity, with cultivators from various sects gathered. A group of Foundation Establishment cultivators were collaborating to cast spells, attempting to break the formation before the gate. Auras flashed, and a roaring sound filled the air.

Everyone stood in their respective sect camps, the atmosphere heavy and tense. Zheng Yuan, observing this, subconsciously glanced at Li Xiuyun. Li Xiuyun understood, nodded slightly, and said, "Zheng Yuan, I'll return to the sect camp first."

Zheng Yuan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. He said, "Go ahead, but be careful." He knew in his heart that with all the forces gathered and the situation delicate, it was no longer convenient for the two of them to continue traveling together. The wisest move at the moment was for them to each return to their own sect.

Zheng Yuan watched Li Xiuyun's receding figure, and only after she completely disappeared from his sight did he turn and quickly walk towards the Danqing Sect camp. Along the way, his mind was filled with thoughts, worried about the various dangers and challenges he might face, and secretly pondering the true purpose of the various sects gathering here.

Soon, Zheng Yuan arrived at the Danqing Sect camp. As soon as he entered, he was greeted by familiar faces. Zhang Xueyue was standing nearby, whispering something to Tang Shishan, her eyes still bright and intelligent. Tang Shishan had a serious expression, nodding occasionally in response. Not far away, Liu Pingping and Xu Wen were conversing.

When everyone saw Zheng Yuan, they were stunned at first, and then their faces showed a mixture of surprise and concern. Zhang Xueyue's eyes moved, and she took the lead to greet him, and said softly, Zheng Yuan, you are finally back. It must have been a difficult journey. Are you injured? Her voice was as gentle as water, and her eyes looked at Zheng Yuan carefully, as if to confirm whether he was okay. Tang Shishan also strode over, patted Zheng Yuan's shoulder heavily, and laughed, "Good boy, you are very lucky! We were still worried that you were trapped." The powerful palm conveyed his inner joy and excitement. Liu Pingping and Xu Wen also put down their work and gathered around. Liu Pingping smiled and said, "Senior Brother Zheng, the camp was less lively when you were away." Xu Wen nodded slightly, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

Zheng Yuan chuckled and saluted, saying, "Thank you, brothers and sisters, for your concern. I heard that Uncle Liu Shi and Uncle Xiao Yuan are collaborating with numerous Foundation Establishment cultivators to break the formation. It looks quite complex, and I don't know when they'll be finished." He then turned to Zhang Xueyue, his eyes filled with curiosity. "Senior Sister Zhang, you're so knowledgeable. In your opinion, how long will it take to break this formation?"

Zhang Xueyue raised her head slightly, frowned slightly, and spoke slowly after thinking for a moment. This formation had been eroded by the years and its power had been greatly reduced. There was no one to preside over it.

The senior masters have long studied this formation, gaining a firm grasp of its patterns and the flow of spiritual energy. If all goes well and luck is good, perhaps within a few days they can find the key to the formation and break it. However, the formation is full of variables, including hidden restrictions and defensive counterattacks that might be triggered at crucial moments, making it difficult to predict with certainty. Her voice was clear and melodious, her analysis coherent and clear. Everyone nodded in agreement, and Zheng Yuan listened intently, his anticipation and awe growing for the ultimate solution.

A few days later, in the quiet camp, Zheng Yuan was immersed in meditation, attempting to further enhance his spiritual power amidst this tense situation. Suddenly, a deafening roar emanated from the direction of the Yunlong Sect, like a dull thunder exploding through the valley. Zheng Yuan and the others were instantly jolted out of their meditation, their eyes filled with shock and confusion.

Then, shouts rang out from outside. The formation had been broken! Zheng Yuan stood up without hesitation and ran towards the source of the sound. He saw a huge hole in the previously indestructible Yunlong Sect formation, like the gaping maw of a giant beast. The Yunlong Sect's gates slowly opened, and a mysterious and ancient aura wafted through the gate.

A group of Foundation Establishment cultivators, unable to contain themselves any longer, rushed towards the gate like arrows from a bow, their eyes filled with desire for the unknown treasures or opportunities within. Behind them, a group of Qi Refining cultivators followed closely behind. Although their strength was relatively weaker, they did not want to miss this rare opportunity. Zheng Yuan stood still, looking at the surging crowd.

Zheng Yuan's heart surged with uncontrollable excitement. He quickly glanced around and, taking advantage of a moment when no one else was looking, carefully concealed the Spirit-Seeking Rat within his wide sleeves. Perhaps the Spirit-Seeking Rat could prove surprisingly useful in this unknown Yunlong Sect, Zheng Yuan thought, a glint of cunning and anticipation flashing in his eyes.