After walking for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Xie Wanning followed Song Ning to the foot of a mountain.

Unlike the dim and quiet places elsewhere, this place is brightly lit with flickering flames.

At the foot of the mountain stood several small huts, built with charred wood, their entire structure pitch black, yet they possessed a unique warmth when illuminated by the firelight.

Xie Wanning has been teetering on the brink of life and death these past few days, but now her anxious heart has finally found some peace.

Upon arriving at the camp, Xie Wanning helped Song Ning move the two unconscious people into a room, and then went to another, larger room.

Five cultivators were sitting inside. After listening to Song Ning's introduction, Xie Wan Ning learned that they were Xiao Xiongtian, the patriarch of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts; Yan Qing, the patriarch of the Azure Wave Court; Xia Danqing, the patriarch of the Nine Cauldrons Division; Zhuge Tian, ​​the patriarch of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion; and Cao Lin, the patriarch of the Heavenly Evolution Sect.

Xie Wanning bowed respectfully and told the seniors what had happened outside.

They all remained silent, their expressions ranging from doubt to grief to despair.

"So, what the outside world doesn't know is that during the ancient war between immortals and demons, it was we who sealed the Demon Lord and the demonic beasts, and that the patriarchs of every sect were replaced." Cao Lin, the patriarch of the Tianyan Sect, uttered these words.

Xie Wanning could only nod apologetically in agreement.

"Outrageous! Who is confusing right and wrong?" The hot-tempered patriarch of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, Xiao Xiongtian, slammed his fist on the table, his face contorted with rage.

Xie Wanning trembled with fright; the pressure that Xiao Xiongtian had unintentionally released had almost sent her flying.

"Calm down! Junior Brother Xiao, don't frighten the child." Xia Danqing, the patriarch of the Nine Cauldrons Division, frowned. Her thoughts were in turmoil, and her mood was no better than Xiao Xiongtian's. However, seeing Xie Wanning frightened, she did not want the younger generation to leave a bad impression on them.

Xiao Xiongtian then realized what was happening and sat back down in his original seat.

"Someone is orchestrating this behind the scenes, deliberately erasing our existence and replacing us with others," Yan Qing, the grandmaster of Bibo Court, calmly analyzed. "Senior Brother Zhuge, what do you think?"

Zhuge Tian, ​​the grandmaster of Tianji Pavilion, closed his eyes, holding a peculiar compass in his hand, and used his spiritual power to operate the compass.

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and Zhuge Tian collapsed into his seat. Seeing this, Song Ning rushed forward and fed Zhuge Tian a pill. Xie Wan Ning examined it closely and discovered it was a golden pill, indicating it was of ninth-grade quality!

The other grandmasters anxiously surrounded Zhuge Tian, ​​channeling spiritual energy into him to help him recover.

After a short while, Zhuge Tiancai weakly opened his eyes.

Song Ning stepped forward, her face filled with worry: "Senior Brother Zhuge, what exactly happened to you...?"

"It cannot be spoken." Zhuge Tian stopped Song Ning from speaking, his face filled with immense pain.

The other masters remained silent, harboring doubts but refraining from speaking.

The masters began to discuss, and Xie Wanning, knowing she couldn't help, went out.

She looked around and found that although the place looked ordinary, there were hidden formations and defensive artifacts everywhere that could be seen.

If foreign enemies invade, high-level formations and magical artifacts will wipe them out completely.

Is this the power of the founding masters of the cultivation world?

"Fellow Daoist Xie, come here."

Xie Wanning turned around and saw that it was Yu Song, the grandmaster of Qingyun Sect.

Compared to when we first met, when he was upright and had a righteous look, Yu Song now looks noticeably haggard and old.

Xie Wanning bowed and came to Yu Song.

"Who taught you the Azure Cloud Sword Technique?"

"My master, Yan Ze."

"Nonsense!" Yu Song raised his voice, his tone carrying an unquestionable authority: "Your swordsmanship is very authentic, almost identical to my Qingyun Swordsmanship. No swordsmanship has remained unchanged for thousands of years, passed down through tens of thousands of hands."

Xie Wanning was taken aback, then nodded admiringly: "Senior Yu has a good eye. My swordsmanship was not learned from my master." Xie Wanning told Yu Song everything that had happened at Wenjian Cliff.

Yu Song's expression improved somewhat.

"You said your Azure Cloud Sword Technique was personally taught by the Azure Cloud Sect's Grandmaster, and the Azure Cloud Sect's Grandmaster is... Lu Wei." Yu Song gritted his teeth as he uttered the name, continuing to ponder, "But when I entered the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, he was just a fourteen-year-old boy who had just joined. My master and I left the sect in the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss, and my second junior sister was already on the verge of ascension. There was no time to teach him the entire Azure Cloud Sword Technique. Moreover, Lu Wei wasn't particularly talented; it took him three years to learn the first two moves of the Azure Cloud Sword Technique. My second junior sister might have encountered some misfortune and couldn't ascend. So how exactly did Lu Wei learn all the sword techniques and ascend?"

Yu Song convinced himself: "What exactly happened to my second junior sister? We can only find out once we leave the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons."

"Senior Yu, please don't be impulsive!" Xie Wanning was afraid that Yu Song would rush over to break the seal again. If he got injured again, Xie Wanning couldn't imagine how guilty she would feel.

"Don't worry, I won't act rashly." Yu Song was not happy. He was, after all, the grandmaster of Qingyun Sect. How could he be seen as a reckless person by the younger generation?

“No, Senior Yu is a man of great loyalty and righteousness. In order to find the truth, he bravely faced the seal without acting impulsively.” Xie Wan Ning waved her hands repeatedly, revealing her true feelings.

Yu Song then broke into a bright smile.

"You guys seem to be having a good chat, no wonder you're from the same sect. The room's practically bursting with noise," Liang Hao strode over and teased.

"Junior Brother Liang, why don't you go and discuss it?" Yu Song asked curiously.

"Me, discuss? It's a good thing we didn't overturn the table. Senior Brother Yu, it's been almost ten thousand years, how come you still don't understand me?" Liang Hao put his hand on Yu Song's shoulder, and the two seemed to have a good relationship.

Xie Wanning felt a slight pain in her neck.

The three of them strolled around the area, with Yu Song and Liang Hao enthusiastically introducing the surroundings, like local guides.

"Fellow Daoist Xie, look at this flame! It burns for so long without needing any fuel. This is the combined effect of a ninth-grade incendiary pot and a ninth-grade flame talisman." Xie Wanning's eyes widened in astonishment, unable to tear her gaze away from the flame. What ninth-grade? Two ninth-grade ones? There are no more than three ninth-grade magic weapons and nine-grade talismans in the entire cultivation world, held by the top three most powerful cultivators. Xie Wanning had never seen one in either her past or present life. To have two here, used for starting a fire, is utterly a waste of their potential!

"Don't be surprised. Look at this forest, which stretches for hundreds of miles, flat and wide. Actually, this was originally a series of mountains. Senior Brother Yu found it inconvenient to walk on, so he simply swung his sword and leveled this land with a single stroke. Senior Brother Yu's title of 'Heaven Breaker' is not just for show." Xie Wan Ning stared at Yu Song with an admiring gaze, making Yu Song practically glow. If he had a tail, it would definitely be wagging high in the sky right now.

“Junior Brother Liang, there’s no need to be modest. With a single punch, you can kill an eighth-tier magical beast in just a few moments. The peace and tranquility within this hundred-mile radius, free from the disturbance of magical beasts, is all thanks to you, Junior Brother Liang, who has killed over a thousand seventh-tier and higher magical beasts every month.” Xie Wanning rested her chin on her hands, her eyes sparkling, her mouth wide open, looking at Liang Hao with admiration. Liang Hao gently raised his head, hands on his hips: “It’s nothing.”

……

After the three of them wandered around for a while, they received a paper doll that transmitted their voices:

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