After traveling to the world of cultivation, I rely on the game system to survive

This middle-aged cultivator is none other than True Lord Mingqiong.

"Who are here?" True Lord Mingqiong threw down the book in his hand and asked.

When Hua Ning heard him speak, he realized that his back had been soaked without him noticing. He quickly replied, "Master, the ones coming are Mo Yunguang and Ji Fengli from Tianshu Peak, Xia Chen from Kaiyang Peak, and Su Huaining from Yuheng Peak."

True Lord Mingqiong had a blank expression on his face, but his voice was filled with dissatisfaction: "What about Pei Nianyi?"

"Pei Nianyi didn't show up." Hua Ning's attitude became more respectful, and he continued, "It's just that I heard something..."

"Speak!" True Lord Mingqiong said in a faint voice.

"After the Immortal Mansion Secret Realm collapsed in the Shadow Desert last year, Pei Nianyi has not appeared in public since then. Furthermore, Xie Changan of the Sword Sect stayed in the Shadow Desert for several months after the secret realm collapsed before returning to the Sword Sect. I suspect Pei Nianyi was left in the Immortal Mansion Secret Realm, and may even have perished."

"Xie Chang'an, humph!" True Lord Mingqiong seemed to have thought of something, his expression not looking too good: "Go down, and keep an eye on the Sword Sect's movements."

It is obvious that each sect attaches great importance to the Demon Locking Tower.

In just over ten days, the disciples of various sects finally set out for Taiping Town in a mighty procession.

The heads of the seven peaks of the Sword Sect gathered together for a rare occasion before leaving, and the door of the main hall of Tianshu Peak was solemnly closed.

Sect Leader Taiwu first explained the daily affairs of the sect. After he finished speaking, he frowned, pursed his lips, and a rare look of worry appeared on his face.

Ayanami Zhenjun's expression paused: "Master, what are you doing?"

Sect Leader Taiwu exhaled and sighed, "When you reach the Mahayana stage, you'll start to feel something." He paused, then clenched his fists. "This time, I'm truly a little uneasy."

He looked at Xie Changan: "Little Junior Brother, how do you feel?"

Xie Changan suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and replied, "Brother, I haven't reached the Mahayana stage yet, how can I feel anything?"

Master Taiwu cleared his throat. "It's just a feeling, not necessarily something that will actually happen. Don't feel pressured." He looked around, hesitant to speak, before finally speaking. "But we must be vigilant. This time, Junior Brother Tiebi, Junior Brother Yushu, and I will be traveling together."

Ayanami Zhenjun's heart trembled, and his expression changed slightly: "Master Brother, if you leave the sect..."

Sect Leader Taiwu took over her words directly: "I trust you, Yuanguan, and Baicao." He raised his hand and patted Yuanguan Zhenjun, who also wanted to stop him, "You three can do it."

Ayanami Zhenjun and the other two looked at each other, but were powerless to stop him, as Senior Brother Taiwu was determined to leave.

After getting the desired result, Master Taiwu withdrew his hand and said, "It's getting late. Let's set off as soon as possible."

The sword boat that the leader used for travel represented the appearance and pomp of the Sword Sect, and was naturally much more magnificent than the sword boats they had ridden in the previous times.

In addition to its gorgeous appearance, the defense and attack power of this sword boat are also the strongest in the sect.

The sword boat vibrated slightly and almost instantly took off into the air.

Malice and darkness blend perfectly into one.

In Hua Ning's room, the young man looked at the man in black in front of him with horror. He wanted to say something, but his mouth was forcibly covered by a finger.

“Shh—” The man in black said hoarsely, “Don’t speak when you shouldn’t. You haven’t seen me today, and you don’t know what happened, right?”

After saying that, the man in black raised his hand and handed Hua Ning a pill, motioning him to take it. Then he gently lifted the bed board and fumbled around under the bed. He touched a bulge and pressed it lightly. With a click, the stone board under the bed rose up.

The man in black slipped in without hesitation.

After the man in black left, Hua Ning was stunned for a long time, with fear in his eyes. He didn't know what the pill the man in black had given him was, and whether this sudden freedom was real or fake.

After his emotions slowly recovered, he slowly bent down and tentatively opened the bed board, but found that the board did not move at all. The man in black disappeared under the bed as if it was an illusion.

The man in black walked in from under the bed. Below was a row of stone steps. At the end of the steps was a narrow corridor, only wide enough for one person to pass through.

The walls of the corridor were densely covered with words and symbols, and upon closer inspection, they turned out to be various isolation symbols.

Because of this, although there were monks from various sects on the ground, no one noticed that there was someone walking under their feet.

It was unknown where the long corridor led to. The man in black did not walk to the end, but turned a corner somewhere, changed direction and continued forward.

The man in black has been walking in the darkness, and no one knows how long he has been underground.

This tunnel is as tangled as a spider web, with no pattern to be found. Even if someone accidentally discovers the underground tunnel and steps into it, they will soon get lost in it. The effect of the isolation talisman at this moment will make people feel despair.

The man in black walked and stopped, as if he was checking something or preparing something. The road he walked on was covered with dense symbols, and those symbols were as red as blood.

If someone could detect his whereabouts from the ground, they would find that he actually circled under the Demon Locking Tower several times, and these circles spread outward from the Demon Locking Tower, then surrounded the entire Taiping Town.

Finally he had walked all the way and stopped just below the Demon Locking Tower.

"Oh, it's finally done." The man in black muttered softly with a smile on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and threw a red stone in his hand, which landed squarely on the top of the corridor.

The red stone seemed alive, and it looked as if blood was flowing inside.

But in a moment, a strange red color spread out with the stone as the center, and then the symbols in the entire corridor suddenly came alive.

The man in black continued to make hand gestures and poured spiritual energy into the red stone. The red light then became brighter, illuminating the man in black's face with a strange bloody color.

The sword boat finally landed. Mo Yunguang and others had been waiting in front for a long time. They greeted the head of Taiwu Sect, briefly talked about the situation in the past few days, and then led the people in the sect to their respective garrisons to rest.

The heads and elders of each sect gathered together and exchanged a few words. Disciples from each sect who knew each other greeted each other, and some even walked hand in hand, chatting and shopping. The atmosphere in Taiping Town became lively.

At the same time, in the sparsely populated snow-capped mountains, a door to the void suddenly appeared, and Pei Nianyi, covered in blood and staggering, walked out of the door.

Just now, Pei Nianyi finally regained consciousness, and the dim figure of Patriarch Xi Huan appeared before her.

"Little girl, you finally completed the trial. I've been waiting for you." Patriarch Xi Huan smiled and nodded. Without waiting for Pei Nianyi's answer, he said, "Let's go."

He has been lingering on until now just to wait for Pei Nian to come out. He exhausted his last bit of strength and broke open a door to the void.

A gentle force pushed Pei Nianyi out of the door before he could react.

The girl had no idea what was going on, so she could only bow and say goodbye, "Thank you, Ancestor."

After Pei Nianyi disappeared, the figure of Patriarch Xi Huan turned into stars.

He wants it to dissipate.