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"We can leave the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons now?!" Yu Song was overjoyed and led the other two into the room.

As soon as Xie Wanning entered the room, she felt that the seniors in the room were all staring at her, which made her feel very strange.

Yu Song asked his question: "Have you found a way out of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons?"

But the others just shook their heads, and the light in Yu Song's eyes dimmed.

"However, I've calculated a turning point." Zhuge Tian said calmly, turning to Xie Wanning: "Fellow Daoist Xie, how have you survived until now in the perilous Ten Thousand Demon Abyss?"

Xie Wanning was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, but there were no enemies below the Nascent Soul stage in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons. Moreover, the demons and demonic beasts were bloodthirsty and would not let any prey go.

Xie Wanning didn't speak, but instead lit a flame in her hand.

Everyone had their own answer, and their eyes held a hint of sympathy as they looked at Xie Wanning.

To survive in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons until now, even a phoenix must have died hundreds of times!

After a moment of silence, Yan Qing raised her question: "Since ancient times, those banished to the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons have all been the most heinous demons and monsters. Why did Fellow Daoist Xie come here?"

Xie Wan's eyes dimmed as she recounted the Lingyun Secret Realm and what happened afterward to everyone.

"How outrageous! What kind of master would kill his own disciple without even knowing the facts? Why has the Qingyun Sect become like this after ten thousand years?" Yu Song said angrily.

The seniors present knew perfectly well whether Xie Wanning possessed demonic energy. Therefore, Xie Wanning was framed. Yan Ze, without investigating the truth, stabbed Xie Wanning to death with his sword, which was utterly outrageous.

“Thank you, fellow Daoist. The turning point is in your hands.” Zhuge Tian stepped forward.

Xie Wanning pointed to herself, incredulous: "Me? What should I do?"

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist. Your Phoenix Physique allows you to be reborn from the ashes, appear in other places, have the opportunity to leave the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, and then reveal the truth to the world," Zhuge Tian said solemnly.

"Senior Zhuge, I have died no less than a hundred times in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons. Every time I wake up, I am still in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons. How can I get out?" Xie Wanning refused to believe it.

Yan Qing stepped forward and channeled spiritual energy into Xie Wanning's mind: "Your soul has been imprisoned, preventing you from leaving the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons." However, Yan Qing was the grandmaster of Bibo Ting and was very knowledgeable about formations: "It's just an eighth-grade formation. I can undo it for you now, and you can leave the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons."

A flicker of joy flashed in Xie Wanning's eyes, but it was immediately swallowed up by despair.

What if she goes out? What should she do when faced with a sect disciple who doesn't trust her, a master who tries to strip her of her Phoenix Bone, and Ye Qianqian who has a system?

"Thank you, Senior Yan, but there's nothing I can do if I go out now. My cultivation level is too low, and no one will believe what I say," Xie Wanning sighed.

"Bang!" A hard flick landed on his forehead: "Why are you looking so dejected!"

Xie Wan Ning covered her forehead, which was swollen with a bump, and looked at Yu Song, who was smiling in front of her: "If your cultivation is not enough, I, as a senior, can teach you! I have lived for tens of thousands of years and have not even had a disciple. Would you like to become my disciple?"

"Really?" Xie Wanning was overjoyed, then immediately knelt down and kowtowed heavily: "Disciple Xie Wanning greets Master!"

"You little rascal, you're quite clever!" Yu Song's eyes were full of smiles. "However, according to the custom from ten thousand years ago, you don't need to call me Master. Just call me Master! A teacher for a day is a father for life."

"Yes, Master."

"Hey, Senior Brother Yu, why are you stealing my disciple? I don't have any disciples either." Liang Hao squeezed through and said to Xie Wanning, "Do you want to learn body refinement with me? I guarantee you can develop eight-pack abs and kill a seventh-level spirit beast with one punch."

"Wan Ning is my disciple, don't try to take her away." Yu Song blocked Xie Wan Ning's way.

"Senior Brother Yu, we've been brothers for ages, don't be so petty!" Liang Hao said with a smile.

……

The two argued incessantly, while Xie Wanning stood by, at a loss for what to do.

"Quiet down, quiet down!" Xiao Xiongtian's loud voice drowned out Yu Song and Liang Hao's voices.

"Everyone, we all hope that Fellow Daoist Xie can leave the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons and proclaim the truth about the ancient war between immortals and demons and the sealing of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons to the world. However, how can we convince the world of our existence? We have never been recorded in history books, and no one knows that we ever existed." Song Ning's voice was calm but sent a chill down one's spine.

Yes! Even Xie Wan Ning herself didn't want Yu Song to exist at first. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, who would have believed it?

The Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons must not be opened. If the demons and monsters inside escape, the entire world will be thrown into chaos, and the cultivation world may be destroyed.

This means that if the eight grandmasters couldn't leave, how could the truth be conveyed? How could it be proven?

“There is a way to prove our existence.” Cao Lin looked up and gazed at Xie Wanning: “Fellow Daoist Xie, do the various sects founded by the eight of us still exist in the world?”

"Yes, they became the eight major sects that stood tall in the cultivation world."

“That means our cultivation method is being passed down among the people. However, only we know the most authentic method.” Cao Lin analyzed logically, “If Fellow Daoist Xie can inherit our cultivation method, then it will prove our existence.”

"Senior Cao...you mean, you want me to learn eight different martial arts techniques at the same time?" Xie Wanning's eyes widened as she voiced her conjecture in disbelief.

Cao Lin nodded slightly.

"Is this even possible? I've never heard of anyone being able to cultivate eight different techniques at the same time," Xia Danqing asked, puzzled.

Zhuge Tian took out his compass, closed his eyes, and began to calculate.

Fifteen minutes later, he opened his eyes, his expression clearly saddened.

"Senior Brother Zhuge, is it not possible?" Cao Lin asked calmly, not surprised.

To everyone's surprise, Zhuge Tian nodded: "It can be done."

He actually managed to do it by practicing eight different techniques!

"Senior Brother Zhuge, what's wrong with you?" Song Ning helped Zhuge Tian and gave him a pill.

Zhuge Tian simply sighed softly: "I've calculated that the reason Fellow Daoist Xie can cultivate eight different techniques is because..." Zhuge Tian took a breath: "She is currently the only chosen one in the cultivation world!"

Everyone gasped.

In the cultivation world, everyone is born with inherent fortune. Only when one's fortune reaches a certain level will they develop spiritual roots. The better the fortune, the more spiritual roots one will have. The cultivation world is vast and abundant, with a peak in fortune. At any given time, more than a dozen children of destiny can be produced. They are exceptionally talented, cultivate rapidly, and all have the potential to ascend to godhood.

Yu Song, Liang Hao, and the other eight were all chosen ones, destined to ascend to godhood, but in order to seal the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, they could no longer leave.

The chosen ones are like the pillars of the cultivation world; the more chosen ones there are, the more stable the cultivation world becomes.

Logically, with the demons and magical beasts sealed away and the world at peace, more chosen ones should have emerged. However, in the last hundred years, the number of chosen ones in the cultivation world has dwindled, while turmoil has increased, with different forces vying for power and engaging in chaotic warfare, leaving the cultivation world in a state of utter chaos.

As the only chosen one of destiny, Xie Wanning possesses unparalleled talent. Logically, she should have been a genius long ago, with cultivation surpassing her peers. However, it seems that something is hindering her, causing her cultivation to stagnate.

"Xie Wanning, would you be willing to become a disciple of our eight grandmasters?"

"Disciple Xie Wanning greets Masters!"