Shocking Secrets of the Celestial Realm

As the deep rumbling sound in the air grew closer during the Yin hour (03:00-05:00 AM), everyone's hearts were in their throats, their bodies tense, their eyes fixed on the direction from which the sound came. However, the anticipated danger did not materialize. After a while, the rumbling sound gradually disappeared, leaving only a deathly silence.

"What exactly happened?" Xiaofeng asked, his voice still trembling with fear. He looked around warily, gripping his weapon even tighter.

Jasmine took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves: "Don't let your guard down yet. Whatever this is, we have to keep going. It's already the hour of Yin (3-5 AM), when the lung meridian is at its peak. We need to hurry and explore."

Zi Ling nodded slightly, her eyes searching around: "That's right. According to the meridian theory, the lung meridian governs qi and respiration. We need to pay attention to signs related to the energy of the lung meridian."

The group continued on their way, but before they had gone far, a region shrouded in mist suddenly appeared ahead. The mist was thick and dense, like an invisible wall blocking their path. A mysterious aura emanated from the mist, giving the impression that some powerful force was hidden within.

"This fog is strange." Yi Chen frowned, his eyes full of vigilance. "Everyone, proceed with caution."

The group cautiously stepped into the mist. The moment they entered, they felt an invisible force wash over them, as if a pair of unseen hands were gripping their throats. Their breathing became rapid and labored; each inhale felt like dragging a heavy boulder, their chests feeling suffocated as if they were about to explode. At the same time, their spiritual energy felt as if it were bound by thick shackles, its circulation extremely difficult. Spells they could usually cast with ease were now impossible to execute.

"Oh no, this force is suppressing us!" Mengli cried out in terror. Her face had turned pale from difficulty breathing, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Jasmine's expression was solemn as she circulated her spiritual energy to resist the suppression while pondering a solution. After a moment, she suddenly realized, "This is a manifestation of an imbalance in the lung meridian's energy! The lung meridian governs qi, and the power in this mist is disrupting the normal functioning of our lung meridian."

Zi Ling also realized the crux of the problem: "Then we must find a way to adjust the energy of the lung meridian and dispel this fog."

Jasmine looked at her disciples and said loudly, "Don't panic, everyone. Calm down and adjust your breathing. Follow the method I taught you to guide the energy of your lung meridian and use your own strength to fight against this suppression."

Upon hearing this, the disciples closed their eyes, concentrated their minds, and adjusted their breathing rhythm. They tried to gather their spiritual energy into their lung meridian and guide its energy flow, but the invisible suppression was too strong, and their efforts yielded little result.

"No, this power is too strong, I can't hold on much longer!" Xiaofeng's voice was filled with despair. His body began to tremble slightly, and his breathing became rapid and disordered.

Just as everyone was in dire straits, Yi Chen, struggling to hold on, suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He remembered that when he cultivated the Yang Qiao Meridian before, the Yang Qiao Meridian was responsible for the generation and flow of Yang energy. Perhaps combining the energy of the Lung Meridian with the energy of the Yang Qiao Meridian could produce different effects.

Yi Chen took a deep breath, enduring the discomfort of difficulty breathing, and carefully guided the energy of the Yang Qiao Meridian to merge with the energy of the Lung Meridian. At first, the two energies repelled each other, and Yi Chen felt as if two forces were colliding fiercely within his body, causing unbearable pain. But he gritted his teeth and kept adjusting, and finally, the two energies began to slowly merge. In an instant, a powerful purifying force erupted from his body, like a gentle breeze that dispersed the clouds around him.

"I did it!" Yi Chen shouted in surprise, "Combining the energy of the Lung Meridian with the energy of the Yang Qiao Meridian can generate a purifying power!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's spirits lifted. "Quick, everyone try Yichen's method!" Jasmine immediately shouted.

The disciples followed suit, fusing their Lung Meridian energy with the Yang Qiao Meridian energy. Instantly, golden light and white air currents intertwined, and purifying power spread through the clouds. As the purifying power spread, the invisible oppression gradually weakened, everyone's breathing became smoother, and their spiritual energy circulation returned to normal.

Under the power of purification, the clouds and mist began to dissipate rapidly. When the last wisp of mist cleared, a huge cave entrance appeared before them, emitting a faint light that seemed to beckon them to venture deeper.

“It seems that this is the entrance hidden behind these clouds,” Zi Ling said.

Jasmine nodded: "That's right, this could very well be a passage to a deeper dimension. Let's go in and take a look; maybe we can find clues to leave this place."

They took a deep breath, gripped their weapons, and headed towards the cave entrance. An ancient aura permeated the cave, and strange lights shimmered on the walls, as if telling ancient stories. They proceeded cautiously, their hearts filled with both anticipation and a touch of nervousness.

Suddenly, a deep roar came from the depths of the cave, echoing through the cave and making everyone's eardrums hurt.

"What is that sound again?" Mengli asked in alarm.