Time Travel: Did My Sister-in-Law Get Slapped in the Face Today?

Where are we being sent?

The faces of everyone wore expressions of fear of the unknown.

Since the Ziwei Grand Gathering, they have been under the guard of the Ziwei Holy Land, and everyone is in constant worry. Now they are even more uneasy.

"Walk."

The white-haired old man spoke softly, then continued along the wide mountain path.

Ahead was a no-fly zone, and the group walked quickly like ordinary people. Before long, they had passed a dangerous peak. Just as they arrived, they suddenly heard a tiger's roar from the peak, and a terrifying tiger had already charged down!

"Awooo--"

The tiger pounced directly on the crowd.

"Dare you!"

The white-haired old man was startled and immediately struck out, slapping the tiger with his palm. He was a highly skilled cultivator, a master of the Four Symbols Simultaneous Evolution Realm, and instantly sent the tiger flying backward, crashing heavily into the precipitous rock wall.

Boom!

This precipitous peak, constantly eroded by flowing water, was now further affected by the shockwaves from the battle between the two, causing it to collapse instantly!

"careful!"

The white-haired old man's expression changed. At this moment, the cultivation of these Earth cultivators was sealed, and they were unable to resist. He hurriedly formed a light barrier to resist the rolling mudslide and other debris.

About half an hour later, the billowing dust finally stopped.

"How could this be so..."

The white-haired old man frowned; he had just encountered such a thing.

Fortunately, the tiger's cultivation level wasn't too high; otherwise, the fierce battle with him would have affected the altar in the mountains, which would have been a serious problem.

"go!"

He led the group forward, and Ling Xuewei and the others trudged through the rocks, while at the very back of the group, a young man silently followed.

"Yang Yin, slow down..."

Someone spoke to him from the side. The young man, called "Yang Yin," looked up, nodded, and said with a hint of fatigue, "Thank you."

He breathed a sigh of relief, finally feeling at ease.

This person is none other than Li Lan, who has infiltrated the group!

In the instant the tiger attacked and rocks tumbled down, he swiftly replaced one of the men in the group.

No one noticed anything unusual.

Fortunately, the people escorting these people were not experts above the Three Realms of All Things realm; otherwise, it would have been quite difficult for Li Lan to sneak in.

Fortunately, the woman hiding behind the altar was not paying attention to these trivial matters outside; otherwise, he would have been at risk of being discovered.

……

Following the crowd, they soon entered the center of the seven lotus-shaped peaks and saw the enormous altar.

"what is this?"

"Those are zombies... how can there be so many zombies?"

"Flying zombie? Is that the legendary flying zombie? I've heard that once you reach that level, you're impervious to blades and spears, and water and fire cannot harm you. You're practically immortal?"

The people of Earth were all deeply shocked.

"Reporting to the Immortal, the people you requested have been delivered by the Bi Sect, a total of two hundred and seventy-eight people—"

The white-haired elder had already bowed respectfully.

Instantly, a beam of light descended from the altar, enveloping Ling Xuewei, Li Lan, and everyone else, who then vanished from their spot.

"The ancient road can be reopened in three months."

A detached female voice seemed to come from the heavens above. The white-haired old man bowed deeply and then withdrew.

……

With a flash of light, Li Lan and the others entered a palace.

On either side of the main hall stood eight maids in white robes. They were all incredibly beautiful, but their faces were completely devoid of color, and they were all zombies!

At the head of the table, a long, bright red dress cascaded down like tassels. The owner of the dress sat languidly, her long, purplish-red hair radiating a fiery aura. Her brows and eyes exuded a dignified and composed air, like that of an unparalleled queen.

The daughter of the Yellow Emperor, Nüba!

"Four of you can survive,"

A calm and indifferent voice rang out, and a beam of light shone from her hand, then entered everyone's minds.

"Your progress in comprehending this technique over the next three days will determine whether you live or die."