My best friend asked me if I was still doing system tasks.

Luo Hanying lay down in a completely unrefined manner, pulling her divine sense out of the jade slip and smoothing out the words with a rag she had torn from her body.

Just as she was about to write some scriptures, she suddenly felt her muddled mind clear up a bit.

"Xiaoxue, did you hear anything?" Ruan Chayan asked listlessly.

Luo Hanying said uncertainly, "I think I heard something, it sounded like a pipa or a guzheng..."

"No way? The pipa doesn't usually make that sound."

Ruan Chayan hummed a few times, [“Oh, who cares what that sound is? Don’t you feel a little more comfortable?”]

[“Oh! Oh! Wuhu!”] Luo Hanying let out a few meaningless cries: [“Has reinforcements arrived?!”]

Ruan Chayan roused herself and roared, "Xiange! Isn't that right?! Say yes!"

Xian Ge covered her head: ["Yes, yes, yes! You two, be quiet! You're giving me a headache."]

Luo Hanying burst into tears of joy: ["Waaaaah, Tea Mama, we're saved! I can finally get out of here! Waaaaah..."]

Ruan Chayan also burst into tears: ["Waaah, I haven't seen a ray of sunlight for four days. This place is pitch black, but I can finally leave..."]

Ruan Chayan and Luo Hanying were talking when she suddenly lost consciousness.

When the two opened their eyes again, they found themselves lying in a crowd. Their spiritual senses swept over each other and they found themselves touching.

"Cha Cha! The illusion is broken! We've woken up!" Luo Hanying excitedly sat up, then slumped back down to the ground.

"Xiaoxue! What's wrong with you?!" Ruan Chayan, being of higher cultivation, was not as severely affected as Luo Hanying. She climbed over those people to Luo Hanying's side.

Lu Xizhou's weak voice came from behind Ruan Chayan: "Grandma, you're crushing me so hard!"

Lin Zhuzui pushed Luo Hanying's foot away, swayed as he sat up, his face still bearing the footprints Luo Hanying had kicked, making Luo Hanying feel guilty.

Sheng Meixu whimpered a few times, looking utterly aggrieved, like a perfectly healthy man: "I thought I was going to die..."

The people around them who were still unconscious gradually woke up, and the sound of the konghou never stopped in their ears.

People who knew each other huddled together, whispering about their experiences.

Everyone's experience was similar: they were suddenly separated from their companions in the illusion and suffered mental torment. If they hadn't woken up now, some of them wouldn't have even guessed that they were in an illusion and would still be foolishly exploring forward.

Lin Zhuzui licked his dry lips and said, "It's the sound of rain coming from the sky. Daoist Master has arrived. We will definitely be able to leave safely."

"What's that sound of rain?" Luo Hanying thought to herself, "You can even hear the sound of rain?"

She belatedly remembered the information she had read: "Is it that magical artifact called 'Heaven Will Rain'?"

The disciples of the Shiren Sect reluctantly agreed; these were all unlucky cultivators who happened to be nearby when the Yaoxiang Secret Realm opened.

They thought they had the upper hand and could find spirit beasts and herbs in the secret realm, but they never expected that a great disaster would befall them.

Beyond the Secret Realm——

Qi Huixian tossed the vertical harp into the air, and the spirit of the instrument, Shangyang Bird, which foretells rain, danced around it. The wind and clouds shifted, and a torrential downpour was about to begin.

When the wind is about to rise, the stone swallows fly; when the sky is about to rain, the Shangyang bird dances.

The messenger butterfly broke through the void and arrived. Qi Huixian reached out her hand to let the butterfly land, and a sweet female voice came from the butterfly.

“Yu Chen, it’s not that I don’t want to help those human cultivators, it’s just that my Dao Heng Pendant recently devoured a medium-sized secret realm, and now I’m willing but unable to help the Yao Xiang Secret Realm.”

Qi Huixian waved her hand, and the spirit butterflies scattered in the air.

Qi Suitang, a demon cultivator from the Yue Shen Mountains, possesses the divine artifact Dao Heng Pendant. Within the pendant lies a complete small world, capable of devouring secret realms, void fragments, and so on to continue its growth.

Qi Huixian had thought that if she forcibly opened the Yaoxiang Secret Realm, it would cause the secret realm to perish. However, if Qi Suitang's Daoheng Pendant could devour the Yaoxiang Secret Realm, the creatures within it could continue to grow without being affected.

However, the Daoheng Pendant is a flawed divine artifact that has never been repaired or restored to its original grade. Having just devoured a medium-sized secret realm, it is indeed not advisable to attempt to refine a large secret realm like the Yaoxiang Secret Realm. Otherwise, the Daoheng Pendant will go out of control and might even destroy the Canglan Realm.

Qi Huixian raised her hand and summoned back the rain from the sky, and the music that had been playing continuously for days came to an abrupt end.

The torrential rain obscured the range of his divine sense, but it posed little problem for Qi Huixian. With his cultivation level, he could always clearly see the entrance formation of the Yaoxiang Secret Realm, which was right next to him.

The Shiren Sect and the remaining sects, large and small, have located the missing disciples. According to the images they sent back, everyone was imprisoned in a pitch-black cauldron of unknown material.

Despite the disciples' best efforts, they were unable to alter the strange cauldron in the slightest.

There are seven such alchemical cauldrons in the Yaoxiang Secret Realm, arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper. Array cultivators, artifact cultivators, Confucian cultivators, and others studied them for several days, but returned empty-handed.

"All unrelated persons have been evacuated from the secret realm," Wei Leyong reported to Qi Huixian, bowing.

Qi Huixian nodded and said, "Alright."

"Have the disciples of Xinglin Peak prepare to treat the wounded, as their souls and dantian may have been damaged."

The Third Elder of Xinglin Peak agreed and led the disciples of Xinglin Peak to fly down from the spirit boat and take their positions.

Qi Huixian stood up, threw off his lower garment, and kicked Tian Jiangyu's curved wood. With the infusion of his spiritual power, Tian Jiangyu tumbled and rose into the air, transforming into a longbow amidst a surge of spiritual power and dazzling ice-blue light.

The bow-shaped tip is the head of the Shang Yang bird, and below it are the tail feathers of the Shang Yang bird.

The curved bow arms are painted with patterns depicting the body of a Shang Yang bird;

The sixteen strings of the vertical harp became the bowstrings, connecting the two ends of the bow.

Qi Huixian took out the thumb ring from his sea of ​​consciousness, hooked the thumb of the ring onto the secondary string of the "Heaven is Rain" string, and made a bowing motion.

An ice arrow formed from spiritual energy gradually materialized on his bow. With a clear and melodious sound, the arrow flew off the bowstring and headed straight for the Fragrant Invitation Realm.

A shattered miniature world appeared in mid-air where Nan Yue Shen Zhou and Yue Shen Shan Shan meet.

As Qi Huixian approached, the small world trembled and shattered, rivers overflowed, land fractured, and seven ice arrows landed one by one at the place where the strange cauldron was hidden.

Qi Huixian reached out and grabbed at the air, causing the cauldron cracked by the arrow to shatter. Groups of low-level cultivators, who were staggering and falling, were enveloped in icy spiritual energy and instantly appeared outside the Yaoxiang Secret Realm.

His movements were so fast that even the divine senses of low-level cultivators couldn't detect them; they only saw weak, groaning cultivators appear out of thin air.