Why did you provoke her? Even Heaven itself is afraid of her.

Ling Yun looked at Mo Yu with a firm gaze and said:

"That old man probably deliberately sought out Xuan Tian and gave him this spirit box."

Mo Yu frowned upon hearing this, and asked in confusion:

"But why would he do that?"

Ling Yun shook his head and said:

"It is unknown for the time being, but one thing is certain: this spirit box is not something that was forged by several powerful figures in ancient times with all their efforts."

"Sis, have you discovered something?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu was stunned.

This thing is definitely from ancient times.

Why is Ling Yun saying no again?

Just then, a huge vortex suddenly appeared above the spirit box, and the suction force of the vortex became stronger and stronger, and the surrounding trees, soil and rocks were all sucked into it.

"Oh no, if this continues, we'll all be sucked in!"

Upon seeing this, Long Xiu shouted.

Ling Yun's eyes turned cold, and she formed a hand seal, unleashing a powerful burst of spiritual energy from her hands once again.

Mo Yu also exerted all her strength to fight alongside Ling Yun.

The two people's spiritual power intertwined, transforming into a dazzling light screen, attempting to resist the powerful suction of the vortex.

However, the power of the vortex was like a surging tide, wave after wave stronger, and the light screen was shaken to the point of collapse.

Seeing this, Tian hurriedly summoned his magic weapon, an ancient bronze mirror that floated in the air, casting a soft light that added a touch of resilience to the light screen.

Long Xiu was not to be outdone. He brandished his longsword, his sword energy crisscrossing, shattering the nearby pebbles one by one to prevent them from interfering with Ling Yun and Mo Yu's spellcasting.

Even with the four of them working together, they still couldn't completely stop the vortex from raging.

Ling Yun had never been so upset as he was now.

The four of them hadn't been able to stop the vortex despite their efforts, and this couldn't continue indefinitely. They had to find the root cause of the vortex and solve the problem at its source.

Now she was increasingly certain that this spirit box definitely did not belong to this world...

No, not just this world.

It is something outside this universe.

The power on it repelled her power.

"Mo Yu, I'll try to get closer to the center of the vortex and investigate. You stay here and stabilize the situation!"

Ling Yun shouted loudly, his eyes filled with determination.

Regardless of where this thing came from, how could she ignore it for daring to act so recklessly on her territory?

"Sis, it's too dangerous! I'll go with you!"

Mo Yu was extremely anxious. He wasn't stupid; if he still didn't know what was going on at this point, then he might as well give up his role as the Heavenly Dao.

"No, you stay. If we both get into danger, and there's no one to take charge, we'll all suffer!"

Ling Yun said this in a way that left no room for doubt, and then, without giving Mo Yu a chance to refute, he flashed and rushed towards the center of the vortex.

"Master!"

"Ancestor!"

Upon seeing Ling Yun enter the vortex, Long Xiu and Xuan Tian were greatly alarmed.

Just as Long Xiu and Xuan Tian were about to follow, a force intercepted them.

"Uncle-Master, what are you doing?"

Long Xiu was extremely anxious.

"What are you going there for? To die?"

Mo Yu was very unhappy. So what if he was Ling Yun's disciple?

He was now filled with worry for Ling Yun's safety. If he could, he would also like to rush up, but he was afraid that his rash actions would disrupt Ling Yun's rhythm.

Since Ling Yun forbade him to go, how could he allow others to cause trouble?

Long Xiu and Xuan Tian were extremely anxious.

However, knowing that Mo Yu's words made sense, she could only grit her teeth, suppress her impulse, and stay where she was.

They continuously poured their spiritual energy into the light screen, struggling alongside Mo Yu to keep it afloat.

Ling Yun, enduring the powerful suction that seemed to crush his soul, moved step by step toward the center of the vortex.

However, she was surprised to find that the power within the vortex was not as strong as she had expected.

Ling Yun looked around.

As they slowly approached the core of the vortex, a sudden sense of oppression washed over them.

Ling Yun frowned, and then a figure, faintly visible and surrounded by dark mist, came into view.

The aura emanating from that figure was exactly the same as the aura leaked from the spirit box earlier.

Before Ling Yun could react, the longsword in her hand suddenly emitted a buzzing vibration, as if telling Ling Yun that it was very uncomfortable with this aura.

Ling Yun's eyes sharpened, and he gripped the longsword tightly, trying to soothe its discontent.

"Come out."

Ling Yun looked ahead and spoke calmly.

However, there was no sound around, as if there was indeed no one there.

But Ling Yun knew clearly that there were people here.

Sure enough, not long after.

A chilling, eerie laugh echoed within the vortex, making it all the more unsettling.

"Hmph, you foolish ants, daring to peek into the secrets of heaven and thwart the grand plan, today is your death day!"

The shadowy figure finally spoke, its voice seemingly emanating from the deepest hell, filled with bone-chilling coldness and endless malice.

"A divine secret? A grand plan? What a boastful claim!"

Ling Yun said without any emotional fluctuation.

With a flick of her longsword, a sharp sword aura, seemingly capable of tearing the sky apart, carrying her dissatisfaction with this person, slashed fiercely at an empty, barren spot.

Ling Yun showed no mercy with this sword strike, pouring in eighty percent of her spiritual power.

As for the tenth floor? She was afraid she would destroy this world.

When the sword was drawn, the surrounding space seemed to be torn apart, emitting bursts of rumbling.

The sword energy roared out, shaking the space in its path, as if it were about to tear everything hidden in the darkness apart.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared in a place that had been empty before.

The dark figure seemed unperturbed by Ling Yun's attack.

As Ling Yun's sword energy approached, he slowly raised his hand to counter it.

The next second, the entire shadowy figure was forced back several meters by Ling Yun's sword energy.

"How can it be!"

The man in black was clearly surprised by Ling Yun's strength.

After regaining his footing, the dark figure's eyes flashed with a sinister glint, and he coldly snorted:

"I didn't expect you to have some skills, little girl. However, you still can't escape your fate today!"

After saying that, he quickly moved his hands, and one after another, more intricate black runes emitting a ghostly light emerged from his palms, weaving into a strange net in the air and enveloping Ling Yun.

Immediately afterwards, the man in black once again moved his hands rapidly, and streams of black runes emitting a ghostly light emerged from his palms and merged into the vortex.

In an instant, the vortex's suction force seemed to be injected with violent energy, suddenly increasing several times over, frantically devouring everything around it.

Ling Yun's eyes sharpened. She flashed to the side, avoiding the coverage of the rune net, while simultaneously unleashing streaks of sword energy from her longsword.

Each sword aura contained immense spiritual power, shooting rapidly toward the dark figure.

Wherever the sword flashed, ripples spread through the space, as if trying to shatter the space where the dark figure was located.