In just a moment, Di Zhiyin, who was originally sitting on the small Penglai in the void, suddenly disappeared, as if he had turned into a wisp of breeze and disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, a piece of information was like a flash of lightning, flowing into Dongfang Zang's heart in an instant, just like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples, which directly woke him up from his secluded state.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze as sharp as lightning, and shot straight out of the Chaos Orb.

And the Shadow of the Earth has now appeared in the world of adventure.

She stood steadily in front of Slug Sage and Kaguya, her expression calm and composed.

She gently waved her sleeves, and the movement of the sleeves seemed to contain endless power. The huge hand that originally covered the sky and the sun and was so powerful was instantly dissipated into nothingness by her seemingly gentle movement.

Feeling the incomparably authentic Xuanmen aura, Di Zhiyin's eyes couldn't help but flicker, and his mental power suddenly burst out, pushing the two women who were stunned in place back to the Hongmeng world.

After doing all this, Di Zhiyin raised his hand and gently closed the space door. This series of actions was done smoothly and in one go.

Then, she raised her delicate head calmly, and there seemed to be countless bright stars twinkling in her eyes, shining brightly.

She quietly observed the dark purple sky. In this sky, all the rules seemed to be suppressed by some mysterious logic, presenting an unusual state.

This place seems to be in the sky of this world, but in fact it is in some other time and space.

Dongfang Zang in the sacred tree also understood the whole story and couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.

"Some kind of spatial method..."

Di Zhiyin couldn't help but deduce it in her mind, and then she opened her red lips and said, "But are the Eight Immortals of Taoism here in person? I beg you to show yourself and see me."

As Di Zhiyin's cold words spread across the sky like ripples, all the rules and logic that were originally operating in this space seemed to be hindered by something and stagnated slightly.

Seeing this, Di Zhiyin's mouth corners couldn't help but curl up slightly. Through this subtle reaction, she already had a certain estimate and concept of the Eight Immortals' strength.

At this moment, as a wave of space ripples spread out, eight figures slowly appeared from a place ten miles away in the shadow of the earth.

There were eight people, seven men and one woman, all dressed in ancient costumes. Each of them was surrounded by a misty air, which lingered like clouds and mist, making it difficult to see their specific faces and figures, as if shrouded in a mysterious veil.

However, for the Yin of the Earth, the concealing effect of this clear air is not that strong.

These eight people vaguely surrounded the Earth's Shadow in the middle, and facing the center of the Earth's Shadow was a handsome middle-aged man with a pale face and no beard. He carried a long sword on his back, and the sword emitted a faint burst of burning aura, giving people a sharp and extraordinary feeling.

It was this middle-aged man who spoke first. He looked at the beautiful woman in the room with an indifferent look. His tone was cold but with a hint of curiosity. He slowly asked, "Fellow Daoist, have you heard our story?"

Di Zhiyin frowned slightly and asked, "But is it the founder of Dan Ding, Chunyang Lü Dongbin?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene fell into silence. However, the atmosphere in the scene had obviously undergone some subtle changes. A vague hostility gradually enveloped the Earth's Shadow, like an invisible haze, making people feel depressed.

The middle-aged man shook his head slowly, with a puzzled look in his eyes, and said in a calm tone, "No, I am Lü Yan."

"Lü Yan..."

Dongfang Zang couldn't help but mutter to himself, his brain quickly deducing various possibilities. It was obvious that this Lu Yan had a great cause and effect with Lu Dongbin, one of the Eight Immortals, but they were definitely not the same person. There must be something strange, otherwise the three words "Lu Dongbin" would not have caused such great hostility.

Di Zhiyin didn't hesitate at all, nor did he show any curiosity about the other party's name. He changed the subject and said, "I don't know why the eight Daoists want to capture people from my realm. Please give me an explanation."

In fact, Di Zhiyin was indeed a little annoyed at this moment.

At first, she didn't care too much about this world. Even though this world had a relatively special energy operation logic such as the so-called clear and turbid qi, she didn't take it to heart.

After all, judging from the plot, the combat power of this world is indeed pitifully weak, otherwise they would not have casually arranged for the women from Dongfang Zang to come in and reap the rewards.

As a result, the matter almost went wrong. If something had really happened, Dongfang Zang would definitely have exploded. Moreover, he showed a little bit of friendship just now, and then killed the woman. How should Di Zhiyin and Dongfang Zang be dealt with in the future?

She was indeed a little angry. If the Eight Immortals didn't look a little weird, she might have killed them directly, otherwise it would be difficult to vent her hatred.

"You are from this world? Sister, you are quite capable. You even have a method to break through the world. It really surprises me."

The one who spoke this time was the only woman among the eight people.

Upon hearing this, Di Zhiyin turned around and saw the figure of a graceful lady looming in the misty air.

The woman looked no more than 28 years old, and countless small lotus flowers appeared around her body from time to time. It looked quite magical, giving people a fresh and unworldly beauty.

Seeing the Earth's Shadow looking at her, the woman just chuckled and bowed to her.

"My name is He Qiong. Nice to meet you, sister. Could you teach me how to break through the barrier? We have been trapped here for a long time."

Di Zhiyin's mind raced, and he came up with a plan in an instant.

A smile appeared on his face, and he spoke directly in a friendly tone: "I see that you fellow Taoists are also orthodox Xuanmen. Why don't you come to visit my world? Our world is rich in spiritual energy, which can help you reach a higher level."

Dongfang Zang also understood Di Zhiyin's intention. With Di Zhiyin waving his robe to cover him, he used his authority to open a portal.

Several people were visibly shocked. Under the influence of the eight of them, they could open a portal effortlessly. This method was too amazing. What was this? Wasn't it just that the other party could leave whenever they wanted?

The eight people stood there, no one spoke, and the scene suddenly became cold.

Di Zhiyin seemed oblivious to the growing strangeness in the atmosphere, mumbling to himself, "What are you doing, fellow Daoists? Are you afraid of what I might do? It truly is like the bright moon shining over a ditch. If you won't come, I'll leave first."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

In a spiritual space, eight people sat around a round table, their spirits flowing rapidly among each other, and in an instant they had communicated a lot of information with each other.

"We can't let this woman go like this. She obviously possesses some kind of method or magical weapon to travel through time and space."

"Indeed, it's not easy for us to cultivate. It's hard to make a breakthrough after reaching this point. There is a high possibility that there is an immortal civilization in her world, which can provide us with nourishment for cultivation!"

"What should we do? Should we follow her? Who knows what a dangerous place that is? Look at her attitude. She doesn't seem to be afraid of us at all."

"Fellow Daoist Li Xuan is right. We cannot follow this woman. This portal should be a magical weapon. I don't feel the power of this woman on it."

"A magical weapon?... That's right. This woman's cultivation level is at most at the Celestial Immortal realm. It's absolutely impossible for her to break the cosmic barrier. It must be some kind of magical treasure."

"Well... Fellow Daoist Han controls the Dao of the Sky. We will lend you a hand to break down that portal. We must not let this woman escape. We must capture her, search her soul, and seize her treasures. We cannot enter that world. Who knows what traps await us."

"Well, then please help me, everyone, to break down the gate, search the soul and seize the treasure."

"good!"

"Do it now, or else something unexpected will happen."

"good!"

Although the eight people communicated a lot in the spiritual space, it didn't even take a moment in the outside world.

Dongfang Zang suddenly felt a chaotic spatial force coming from the portal, trying to tear the portal apart, and he couldn't help but sigh slightly.

"It failed."

Di Zhiyin and Dongfang Zang both wanted to trick the eight of them into coming to the Hongmeng World. Under their authority, they would be like fish on the chopping board, ready to be manipulated at will. Even if they could trick just one of them, it would be enough for Dongfang Zang to understand the secrets of this world.

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