The Lord God is kneeling on the washboard again

Meanwhile, the Sun and Moon Palace disciples, following Xing Xuanli in this secret realm, gained a lot. Suddenly, Ziyou Lingman rang in Xing Xuanli's mind: "Master, be careful!"

Xing Xuanli instantly became alert and quickly scanned the surroundings, but the surroundings still looked calm, without any signs of abnormality.

"Ziyou Lingman, did you notice anything?" Xing Xuanli asked silently in her heart.

"Master, I feel a hidden evil force approaching, and I'm afraid it has no good intentions." Ziyou Lingman's voice was filled with a hint of anxiety.

Xing Xuanli frowned slightly and signaled to the disciples behind him to remain vigilant. The disciples immediately became nervous and tightened their grip on their weapons.

Just then, a chilly wind blew by, carrying a strange sound. Xing Xuanli's eyes narrowed, her whole attention focused on the surrounding movements.

"Everyone, be careful and alert, and be ready to deal with emergencies at any time." Xing Xuanli said in a low voice.

The Sun and Moon Palace disciples stood on high alert, the atmosphere instantly becoming tense. And that unknown danger was quietly approaching...

Meanwhile, Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) was trapped in the most terrifying illusion. In the illusion, Xing Xuanli stood on a high wall with tears streaming down her face. She spoke word by word, "Nangong Han, I hate you."

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) rushed to the foot of the high wall in a panic, looking up at Xing Xuanli, his eyes filled with fear and pleading: "Li'er, don't!"

Suddenly, Xing Xuanli resolutely jumped off the high wall. Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) rushed over frantically and caught her at the critical moment.

Xing Xuanli fell into his arms, blood gushing out. With only one breath left, she said to him with difficulty: "Nangong Han, I, I am pregnant." After that, she fell asleep forever.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) was instantly struck by lightning. He froze in place, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably. "Li'er, Li'er! Wake up! Don't leave me!" He screamed at the top of his lungs, his voice filled with despair and pain.

He hugged Xing Xuanli's gradually cooling body tightly, as if this could retain her last bit of warmth. "This is all my fault. I shouldn't have made you so sad, shouldn't have let you fall into such a desperate situation." Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) kept blaming himself, his heart seemed to be torn into countless pieces.

Everything around him seemed to be still, leaving only his grief-stricken cries echoing in this dreamland. Yun Mohan (Nangong Han)'s world completely collapsed, and he fell into endless darkness and regret, unable to extricate himself.

In the dream world, Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) was completely drunk the day after Xing Xuanli's death. Luo Lingshan cautiously approached and called out, "Brother, don't be too sad. Duanmu Li is dead, so what? Blame it on her bad luck."

When Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) heard Luo Lingshan's words, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of anger and disgust, "Shut up! If it weren't for you, how could Li'er be like this!" His voice was hoarse and full of hatred.

Luo Lingshan was shocked by his reaction, tears welling up in her eyes, "Brother, I just feel sorry for you, how could you treat me like this?"

"Feeling sorry for me? You vicious woman, if it weren't for you interfering, how could Li'er and I have come to this point!" Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) stood up, his steps unsteady, but he still pointed at Luo Lingshan angrily.

Luo Lingshan bit her lip and said unwillingly, "Brother, don't you understand my feelings for you? Everything I do is because I love you!"

"Your love? Your love is the murder weapon that killed Li'er! I will never forgive you!" Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) raised the wine jug again and drank it in big gulps, as if only this could temporarily numb the pain in his heart.

Luo Lingshan looked at him in such a state of dejection and anger, feeling both pain and jealousy. She turned and ran away, crying, "Nangong Han, you will regret this!"

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) was still immersed in the pain of losing Xing Xuanli. He had no reaction to Luo Lingshan's departure and just kept muttering Xing Xuanli's name to himself.

Yu Yixuan stepped forward and snatched away his wine jug, saying, "Nangong Han, don't drink anymore." Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) looked at the man in front of him with a dazed look: "Second brother, I was wrong. I should have listened to you and eldest brother."

Yu Yixuan frowned and looked at him with a sad face: "What's the point of saying this now? Li'er is gone, but you can't keep being depressed like this!"

Nangong Han clutched his hair in pain, his voice choked with sobs: "Second brother, I really regret it. If I hadn't been so stubborn and blinded by power, Li'er wouldn't have died, and the child wouldn't have..."

Yu Yixuan sighed heavily and patted his shoulder: "Now that things have come to this, regret is useless. We must get over this grief, avenge Li'er, and make those who hurt her pay the price!"

Nangong Han raised his head, hatred flashing in his eyes: "Second brother, you are right, I can't just give up like this, I will make them pay with blood!"

Yu Yixuan nodded: "This is the third brother I know. Cheer up, let's find out the mastermind behind this and give Li'er justice."

Nangong Han clenched his fists and secretly vowed to make those people pay a heavy price.

Xing Xuanli also found the culprit of the illusion, the nightmare beast.

The nightmare beast was huge, emitting a strange purple aura all over its body. Its appearance was like a tiger but not a tiger, and like a dragon but not a dragon. Its ferocious face was embedded with a pair of blood-red eyes, which made people shudder.

Xing Xuanli looked at the terrifying beast before her. Although there was a hint of fear in her heart, she was more determined. She gripped the spirit sword tightly in her hand, and her eyes revealed a fearless light.

"So it's you, the evil beast, who's causing this!" Xing Xuanli shouted loudly.

The nightmare beast opened its bloody mouth and let out a deafening roar, as if protesting to Xing Xuanli.

"Today, I will definitely defeat you and break this harmful illusion!" Xing Xuanli's figure flashed, and he rushed towards the nightmare beast like a flash of lightning.

The Nightmare Beast swung its sharp claws, stirring up a gust of wind as it pounced on Xing Xuanli. Xing Xuanli nimbly dodged the attack, swinging the spirit sword in her hand continuously, and the sword energy streaked across the air with rays of light.

However, the Nightmare Beast was incredibly powerful, and each of its attacks was incredibly powerful. Xing Xuanli gradually felt a bit tired, but she gritted her teeth and refused to retreat.

In the fierce battle, Xing Xuanli constantly searched for the Nightmare Beast's weakness, secretly thinking about how to deal with it...

Xing Xuanli summoned the four divine beasts. In an instant, the white tiger roared, the vermilion bird flapped its wings, the black tortoise raised its head, and the unicorn stepped on the clouds. The powerful pressure of the divine beasts spread instantly.

Upon hearing this, the Nightmare Beast took a few steps back in fear and turned to flee. Xing Xuanli would never let it escape. She shouted, "Don't even think about escaping!" and flew forward to chase it.

Xing Xuanli wielded the spirit sword, ablaze with light, and engaged in a fierce battle with the Nightmare Beast. After several rounds, the Nightmare Beast gradually lost its strength and was forced to retreat step by step by Xing Xuanli.

"Submit to me obediently and I will spare your life!" Xing Xuanli said with a fierce look.

The Nightmare Beast growled unwillingly, but facing the powerful pressure from Xing Xuanli and the four divine beasts, it knew that it had no way to escape.

In the end, the Nightmare Beast lowered its head helplessly, and a mysterious light flashed, and it concluded a master-servant contract with Xing Xuanli.

Xing Xuanli felt the power of the contract and a satisfied smile appeared on her face. "From now on, if you are loyal, I will not treat you unfairly."

The Nightmare Beast fell to the ground obediently, expressing its submission. Xing Xuanli took the four beasts back into the space.

Xing Xuanli said to the Nightmare Beast, "Unlock their dreams."

Xing Xuanli gently woke Yun Mohan (Nangong Han), who suddenly hugged Xing Xuanli tightly, as if she would disappear in the next second if he let go. His body trembled slightly, and his voice was filled with endless fear and attachment: "Li'er, don't leave me again, don't leave me again..."

Disciples from other sects also woke up one after another. Xing Xuanli saw that they were a little confused and said to them, "You are trapped in an illusion."

Everyone looked at each other, trying to recall their previous experiences, with expressions of shock still on their faces.

"This illusion is so terrifying. If it weren't for the Star Palace Master's intervention, we would have..."

"Yes, thank you, Star Palace Master, for saving my life!"

Xing Xuanli gently patted Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) on the back to comfort him, and then said to everyone, "Don't be polite, everyone, fortunately, everything is fine. But this place is weird, so it's best for everyone to leave quickly."

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) then slowly let go of Xing Xuanli, his eyes filled with affection and determination: "Li'er, I will never let you fall into danger again."

Everyone nodded, composed themselves, and prepared to leave this troubled place.

Xing Xuanli patted his back gently and comforted him, "It's okay, I'm here, right?"

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) calmed down gradually after hearing her gentle words, but he still held her arms tightly with both hands, as if he was afraid that she would disappear if he let go.

"Li'er, I'm really afraid of losing you." His voice was still trembling.

Xing Xuanli looked at him with a smile, her eyes full of tenderness: "Don't worry, it won't happen. After going through so much, we must all be strong."

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) nodded heavily, and said with a firm look: "I will protect you from now on and will not let you get hurt again."

At this time, disciples from other sects also gathered around and expressed their gratitude.

"Thank you, Star Palace Master. If it weren't for you, we really don't know what to do."

Xing Xuanli nodded slightly: "Everyone, please don't be polite. Let's all be careful and leave this place as soon as possible."

Everyone responded in unison: "Yes, we will follow the instructions of the Lord of the Sun and Moon Palace."

Afterwards, under the leadership of Xing Xuanli and Yun Mohan (Nangong Han), everyone continued to move forward cautiously, alert to possible dangers around them.

However, upon waking from her dream, Luo Lingshan saw the two people hugging each other, and jealousy instantly ignited in her eyes. She bit her lips tightly, and her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms.

"Why? Why is it Xing Xuanli again!" Luo Lingshan roared angrily in her heart.

Her face became extremely gloomy, and her eyes full of resentment stared straight at Xing Xuanli and Yun Mohan (Nangong Han), as if she wanted to separate them with her eyes.

Luo Lingshan took a deep breath and tried to calm herself, but the rage in her heart only grew stronger. She secretly vowed, "Xing Xuanli, I will never let you have it easy. One day, I will take back everything that belongs to me!"

At this moment, Xing Xuanli and Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) seemed to feel the malicious gaze. They turned their heads and saw Luo Lingshan with an ugly expression.

Xing Xuanli frowned slightly, a sense of vigilance rising in her heart. Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) glanced at Luo Lingshan coldly, his eyes full of disgust.

The secret realm trial was over, and they were on their way back to the Lingyun Sect, the first sect. On the way, they played and laughed, and there was constant laughter.

Xing Xuanli and Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) walked side by side, smiling at each other from time to time, a warm and sweet moment. The other disciples also gathered in groups of three or five, sharing their experiences in the secret realm.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at Lingyun Sect, where all the sect elders and the Sect Master were waiting. Seeing them return, the Sect Master smiled with satisfaction.

"Kids, is the trip going well?" the headmaster asked with concern.

The disciples came forward one after another, talking about what they saw and heard in the secret realm.

"Master, we have gained a lot this time!"

"Yes, although we encountered many dangers, we all worked together and overcame the difficulties."

The head of Lingyun Sect smiled and nodded, his eyes swept over everyone, and finally landed on Xing Xuanli and Yun Mohan (Nangong Han).

"Palace Master Xing, Regent, did you two have any special experiences this time?" the Lingyun Sect leader asked gently.

Xing Xuanli nodded slightly and was about to speak when the elder beside her interrupted, "I heard that there are many dangerous places in this secret realm. It is really not easy for you to return safely."

All the disciples echoed in agreement, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious.

The head of the sect solemnly announced: "Now we begin counting the spirit cores. Qingmu Sect, Li Fengjue is number 100."

Li Fengjue nervously stepped forward and carefully took out the spirit cores he had collected. The elder in charge of the inventory looked intently at his spirit cores.

The surrounding disciples fell silent, their gazes fixed on Li Fengjue and the elders. Li Fengjue's heartbeat quickened, beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and he silently prayed for a good result.

The elder finally finished counting. He raised his head and said loudly, "Li Fengjue, two hundred and eighty spirit cores."

Upon hearing this result, Li Fengjue was stunned for a moment, then a pleased smile appeared on his face. Although this result was not the best, it was still a good result for him, who ranked 100th.

The disciples around began to discuss in low voices.

"Two hundred and eighty, not bad."

“Yeah, it’s not easy to be ranked 100th.”

Li Fengjue walked back to his seat amid the discussions of the crowd. His mood gradually calmed down and he began to look forward to the results of other disciples.