Immortals Step into Heaven

His figure gradually moved further away until he disappeared outside the magnificent gate of Tianbao Pavilion. Sunlight shone on his departing path, illuminating a slender figure.

Inside the Tianbao Pavilion, Shangguan Zi looked at the direction where Zheng Yuan was going away, thinking to himself that Fellow Daoist Zheng had found the five elements spiritual materials he needed.

Zheng Yuan returned to the Law Enforcement Hall, his thoughts still etched on his transaction with Shangguan Zi. When he reached the door of his room and gently pushed it open, a familiar, reassuring atmosphere washed over him. The room, simple and tidy, felt a touch more lively now that he had returned.

He released the spirit-seeking rat from the spirit-beast bag. As soon as the spirit-seeking rat came out, its small body jumped up and down like a spring full of energy.

Its eyes sparkled and it made a cheerful chirping sound from its mouth. The sound was crisp and loud, as if it was telling its owner about its suffocation of being locked in the spirit beast bag and its joy of seeing the light of day again.

Zheng Yuan looked at the lively and cute little guy with a doting smile on his face. That smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, warm and gentle.

He gently stretched out his hand and took out a bottle of spirit beast pills from the storage bag with gentle movements. He poured out a spirit beast pill that emitted a faint luster and slowly handed it to the spirit-seeking rat.

Seeing this, the Soul Seeking Rat immediately stopped jumping, its two small eyes fixed on the elixir emitting an alluring aroma, its eyes full of desire. Then, it jumped up impatiently and swallowed the elixir in one gulp.

After the pill entered its stomach, the Soul-Seeking Rat finally calmed down, lying obediently on the side with its eyes squinted, breathing regularly, as if savoring the delicious taste of the pill.

Zheng Yuan's gaze then fell on another spirit beast bag, which held Xiao Hei. He gently opened the bag, his eyes filled with concern and anticipation, carefully examining Xiao Hei's condition. He saw that Xiao Hei was still deeply asleep, showing no sign of waking. Its body was curled up, as still as a small sculpture. Zheng Yuan frowned slightly, a sense of worry building within him.

He gently stroked the spirit beast bag, his movements as gentle as if caressing a precious treasure. He hoped Xiao Hei would wake up soon. That would give him an extra helping hand. The room fell silent for a moment, with only the occasional soft chirping of the spirit-seeking rat, as if accompanying Zheng Yuan and bringing a touch of life to the quiet room.

A few days later, the peaceful days were shattered by a sudden crisis. Like a surging tide, a wave of beasts once again madly attacked Yunshan Market. The overwhelming swarm of monsters, twice as many as the previous one, looked like a dark, oppressive cloud from afar.

Countless demonic beasts roared and rushed, the ground trembling slightly under their stomping feet. They bared their fangs and claws, their eyes filled with wildness and ferocity, as if they were about to devour the entire Yunshan Market.

The monks in the market stood on the city wall and watched this scene in horror, their hearts filled with anxiety and fear, but they also knew that at this time only by uniting as one and jointly resisting the beast tide could they protect themselves.

It was indeed difficult for a single person to survive this surging tide of beasts. The sheer number of these beasts, surging like a tide, was terrifying.

Being in it was like being a lone boat adrift on a stormy sea, in danger of being swallowed up at any moment. There was a high probability of being trampled to death by mad monsters in the chaos, without even a chance to struggle.

Zheng Yuan stood on the city wall, looking at the monsters outside with a look of regret. Why didn't he leave Yunshan Market? Senior Brother Tang and Senior Brother Xu went back a few days ago to hand over their tasks. These two are lucky.

Chen Feng looked at the surging beast tide before him, feeling an indescribable heaviness in his heart. He turned to look at Zheng Yuan beside him, his tone tinged with worry. "Zheng Yuan, I'm afraid we're in great danger this time."

Chen Feng's face was solemn, but his eyes were still calm, as if he had long since become indifferent to life and death. He stared at the beast tide quietly and said slowly, "Yes, the scale of this beast tide is far beyond our imagination. This time it is indeed full of crises."

Zheng Yuan frowned slightly. Although there was fear in his heart, he was more eager to survive.

He clenched the magic weapon in his hand and said softly, "Brother Chen, life is the most important thing. We must find a way to survive and cannot give up easily."

After hearing what Zheng Yuan said, Chen Feng nodded slightly.

Zheng Yuan's gaze shifted from Chen Feng to the six brothers beside him, who were dressed in the uniforms of Danqing Sect's outer disciples. They all looked dazed, their eyes revealing confusion and uneasiness.

They stood there quietly, as if lost in their own thoughts, wondering what they were thinking. Zheng Yuan secretly speculated that perhaps they, too, were feeling terrified and helpless at the terrifying beast tide before them.

At this time, Chen Feng's voice sounded again. Strangely enough, Zheng Yuan hadn't seen Uncle Liu Shi since he came out of the Law Enforcement Hall. Zheng Yuan was slightly startled, and his mind quickly recalled the scene after he came out of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Indeed, they hadn't seen Uncle Liu Shi since then. A trace of doubt welled up in Zheng Yuan's heart. Where on earth had Uncle Liu Shi gone at this critical moment when the beast tide was approaching?

Was he delayed by other things, or did he encounter an accident? He frowned and said softly, "What a turbulent time."

The foundation-building cultivators from the other three sects were all on the city wall, as were other foundation-building cultivators, whom Zheng Yuan did not recognize.

Amidst this tense situation, the third-tier Fire Cloud Formation at Yunshan Market also erupted. The Fire Cloud Formation emanated a powerful and fiery aura, and brilliant light shot up into the sky, as if a blazing cloud of fire enveloped the entire market.

The powerful fluctuations of the formation spread out in all directions, giving people a strong sense of security and allowing everyone to feel more confident in the crisis.

After the Fire Cloud Formation was activated, the people in the market felt a sense of peace, as if a solid barrier had been placed behind them. The fiery red light reflected on everyone's face, bringing both warmth and hope.

Zheng Yuan gazed at the activated Fire Cloud Formation, a flood of emotion filling his heart. He knew this crisis might just be beginning. The Foundation Establishment cultivators from the other three sects stood in formation on the city walls, their gaze fixed on the distance, ready to respond to any danger.

Those unfamiliar Foundation Establishment cultivators also looked solemn, as if they were thinking about how to deal with the situation.

At this moment, a roar outside the market was getting closer and closer. A dark shadow was rapidly approaching, and Zheng Yuan's heart suddenly tightened. He stared at the shadow, feeling a little nervous.

The monks on the city wall also noticed something unusual, and the light of the Fire Cloud Formation dimmed slightly under this pressure.