The goofy junior sister is the most eccentric person in the entire cultivation world.

"you……"

Xuanzhenzi looked down at the bone hand on his chest, his eyes filled with resentment.

Wu Xuemei slowly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and sneered, "Grandmaster Xuanzhenzi, you are too cautious, so cautious that you don't even give yourself a chance to save yourself."

"You devil, you deserve to die a horrible death..."

Xuanzhenzi screamed as his mouth filled with blood.

"You should die first!"

No, it's about offering me all your magical power and essence, so that I can forge the supreme path to immortality for you!

As Wu Xuemei spoke, she unleashed the Devouring Heaven Demon Art. With a single opening of her mouth, Xuanzhenzi's thousands of years of magical power and blood essence were directly absorbed.

"Good, good, good!

"As expected of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, their magical power and bloodline are simply exquisite!"

Wu Xuemei repeatedly said "good," as his cultivation level was no longer suppressed and he was about to break through.

"Don't break through for now. There are even more terrifying beings in the Lingxiao Pavilion!"

The voice of the skeletal hand suddenly rang out.

"But I can't suppress it at all now!"

Wu Xuemei was shocked.

After all, the three supreme elders possessed immense magical power.

"Practice this method!"

In the blink of an eye, a cluster of cultivation techniques flooded into Wu Xuemei's mind.

As expected, the cultivation technique was activated, and the realm stabilized again, remaining at the late-stage Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul realm.

However, Wu Xuemei clearly felt that she could break through to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage at any time if she wanted to.

"Great! Senior, let's go find the other Supreme Elders!"

Wu Xuemei was overjoyed.

Just then, footsteps sounded in the distance, and a group of people walked over.

It was none other than Ling Xiaozhi leading the elders in.

Wu Xuemei waved her hand, turning Xuanzhenzi's body into nothingness. With a sway, she left Xuanzhenzi's cave and returned to her original cultivation place, where she continued to meditate cross-legged.

"Xue Mei is not only talented, but also diligent. She is truly a great blessing to our Lingxiao Pavilion!"

Ling Xiaozhi and the others saw Wu Xuemei working hard from afar and nodded in approval.

They came in this time to check on the injuries of the three Grand Elders of Xuanzhenzi, and also to continue discussing the matter of that dark figure.

If this person is not eliminated, Lingxiao Pavilion will surely perish.

However, soon after, a cry of alarm came from Yu Xuzi's cave: "Elder Yu Xuzi is gone!"

then,

"Elder Yunyangzi is also gone!"

"Elder Xuanzhenzi is also gone!"

The sounds grew increasingly terrified!

The news of the three Grand Elders' disappearances quickly spread throughout the entire Lingxiao Pavilion.

Ling Xiaozi was almost going crazy.

He led the elders to search every inch of the second secret realm, but found nothing.

Panic spread like a plague.

Not only were the disciples filled with fear, but even the remaining elders were terrified and came out of their seclusion one after another.

"Sect Leader, we can't wait any longer!"

A senior elder said in a trembling voice, "We must ask the Ancestor to come out of seclusion!"

Ling Xiaozi's face turned deathly pale: "But the ancestors are in a deep slumber, extending their lifespan. Each time they are awakened, they lose a hundred years of their lifespan..."

"We can't worry about that now! If this drags on any longer, Lingxiao Pavilion will be finished!"

Ling Xiaozhi gritted his teeth: "Alright! Let's go to the third secret realm!"

The third secret realm is the true forbidden area of ​​Lingxiao Pavilion.

There are no floating islands, no palaces, only an endless, dark void.

Three enormous black coffins floated in the void, each ten zhang long and three zhang wide, their bodies as black as ink, exuding an ancient and terrifying aura.

The three most powerful ancestors of Lingxiao Pavilion slept in the coffin: Ling Tianlu, the "Ancestor of Slaughtering Heaven" who lived for 50,000 years; Hai Wuliang, the "Ancestor of Suppressing the Sea" who lived for 48,000 years; and Yan Fentian, the "Ancestor of Burning Stars" who lived for 45,000 years.

They were all at the half-step Void Refinement stage, considered the pinnacle of cultivation in the Tianyuan Continent.

If they weren't nearing the end of their lifespan and needing to slumber to prolong their lives, any one of them could sweep across the entire cultivation world upon their birth.

Ling Xiaozi, accompanied by more than ten Supreme Elders, knelt in the void and respectfully said, "This unfilial disciple, Ling Xiaozi, pays his respects to the three Ancestors!"

After a long while, a hoarse voice came from a coffin, as if it came from the deepest hell, sending chills down everyone's spine: "What has disturbed us?"

Ling Xiaozi nervously recounted the whole story.

When the number of missing persons reached 140, including four Supreme Elders at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, all three coffins trembled simultaneously.

"waste!"

The lid of the middle coffin suddenly popped open, and a large hand reached out and slapped Ling Xiaozi across the face.

"Snapped!"

Ling Xiaozi was sent flying backward, half of his face swollen up, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

He dared not utter a single complaint and quickly crawled back to continue kneeling.

"Our Lingxiao Pavilion has a history of hundreds of thousands of years, and has never suffered such a humiliating disgrace!"

The voice was filled with uncontrollable rage, "One hundred and forty geniuses, and four Grand Elders at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, just like that, gone right under your nose? What kind of sect leader are you?!"

"This disciple...this disciple is incompetent..."

Lingxiaozi lay prostrate on the ground, trembling.

From the coffin on the left came another aged voice: "Enough, now is not the time to assign blame. Do you have any leads on the murderer?"

Ling Xiaozi recounted the backlash caused by the time travel, which was suspected to be the work of demons.

"Demon?"

The voice from the coffin on the right carried a hint of solemnity, "Wasn't the demon race driven back to the Demon Realm in that battle hundreds of thousands of years ago? Could there still be remnants lurking there until now?"

The old ancestor Ling Tianlu, in the middle coffin, said in a deep voice, "Gather all the surviving disciples and elders at Lingxiao Peak. I want to see what exactly is causing this trouble!"

The Lingxiao Pavilion has only about a thousand disciples and elders in total, of which more than five hundred are servants, and there are only about four hundred true disciples and elders.

After 140 people went missing, fewer than 300 remain.

All of these people were gathered in the main hall square of Lingxiao Peak.

Wu Xuemei stood in the crowd, head down, but her heart was filled with ecstasy.

She hadn't expected Lingxiao Pavilion to have such a profound foundation.

Besides the four Supreme Elders who had already been devoured by her, there were fourteen more, each of whom was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

Not to mention those three half-step Void Refinement Ancestors.

"If only I could devour all of these people..."

A glint of greed flashed in Wu Xuemei's eyes, "Let alone the Nascent Soul stage, even breaking through to the Void Refinement stage is not impossible!"

The skeletal hand chuckled merrily in her mind: "Quite the appetite, huh? That's more like how you should be."

Wu Xuemei was taken aback. "How should I look?"

The skeletal hand coughed twice, trying to change the subject.

Just then, three black coffins descended from the sky, hovering above the plaza. The terrifying pressure made everyone gasp for breath.

From the middle coffin, Ling Tianlu's voice rang out: "All those above the Nascent Soul stage, come forward."

More than 100 people, including Wu Xuemei, stepped forward.

A withered hand reached out from the coffin and examined each of the people's bodies.

When he reached Wu Xuemei, his withered hand paused.

Wu Xuemei's heart felt like it was about to jump out of her chest.

She used the concealment technique taught by the White Bone Hand to her fullest extent, deeply hiding the demonic energy within her body.

After a long while, the withered hand moved away and continued to examine the next person.

Wu Xuemei breathed a sigh of relief, but her back was already soaked with cold sweat.

An hour later, after the investigation was completed, Ling Tianlu said, "No abnormalities were found. However, no one is allowed to leave Lingxiao Peak until the truth is uncovered."