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The Heavenly Sword Sect's sword guards were indeed frequently active near the Ghostly Abyss, with their defenses as tight as an iron barrel, but there was no sign of them making a large-scale incursion. It was more as if they were... on guard against something.

His sentries disappeared without a trace, with two batches lost in succession. The last batch only sent back a fragmented message: "...ambush...Tianjian...Yin..." and then there was no further news.

This brought his unease to its peak. Had the Heavenly Sword Sect discovered the secret realm and was clearing it out? Or... was this actually a trap set for his Xuan Yin Sect?

What role did the Qingyun Sect play in this matter? Were they innocent victims? Or... cunning schemers?

He found himself caught in a mystery, and the key seemed to be hidden behind the mountain gate shrouded in mist.

Does the legacy of Master Liuyun truly contain clues about that secret realm?

We can't wait any longer! A fierce glint flashed in Ghost Yin Shangren's eyes. Today is the deadline. No matter what, we must force the Qingyun Sect to give an explanation!

If we can obtain the clues to the inheritance, we'll have a direction for the secret realm; if we can't... well, that's just right, we'll slaughter this sect, seize their resources, and then go to the Black Wind Mountains to have a showdown with the Heavenly Sword Sect!

We can't go home empty-handed no matter what!

A ferocious glint flashed across his withered face. His powerful late-stage Foundation Establishment divine sense erupted like an invisible tide, no longer concealed, and with a chilling, bone-piercing corrosive force, it crashed fiercely into the core area of ​​the Qingyun Mountain protective formation!

He wanted to test for himself just how hard this tortoise shell really was! He also wanted to see if Shen Mo was truly composed or just all bark and no bite!

"Buzz—!"

Just as Master Guiyin's divine sense was about to touch that seemingly ethereal barrier of clouds, the entire Qingyun Mountain seemed to come alive!

The thick clouds that enveloped the mountain gate surged violently at an unprecedented speed, and streaks of spiritual light swam through the clouds like dragons and snakes, instantly outlining a huge, complex array phantom that exuded a vast and ancient aura!

Countless clouds and mists converged, transforming into layers upon layers of incredibly resilient barriers. They did not block the attack head-on, but rather, like the most supple silk or a surging river, they skillfully dispersed, guided, and dissipated the violent and chilling spiritual impact into nothingness.

At the core of the formation, a clear and melodious hum faintly emanated, and a dazzling stream of light flashed, precisely striking the sharpest point of Ghost Yin's divine sense.

"Sizzle!"

A soft yet piercing tearing sound resounded on the soul level! Ghost Yin Shangren groaned, his body swayed slightly, and his face instantly paled. His outstretched divine sense was as if it had been burned by a red-hot iron, and he abruptly withdrew!

For the first time, an expression of disbelief and horror appeared in his eyes!

This formation... is so profound! Not only is its defensive power astonishing, but it also contains a strange Daoist charm that is ever-flowing and constantly evolving, which can even dissolve the erosion of his late-stage Foundation Establishment divine sense!

That counterattack, though not fatal, was incredibly skillful, targeting the weak point in his divine sense!

The person who set up the formation had a far greater understanding of formations than he had anticipated! It was something that little girl named Zhao Qingyan could not have done! Was it Shen Mo? Or... a contingency plan left behind by True Person Liuyun?

Just as Ghost Yin Shangren was shaken, a peaceful yet incredibly clear voice, like a spring breeze and gentle rain, pierced through layers of array barriers and rang directly in his ears. It was devoid of any warmth or malice, yet carried an undeniable authority:

"My friend, you haven't arrived for three days. Are you in such a hurry? If you wish to discuss the Dao with me, why not come inside for a chat?"

As the sound faded, the thick clouds shrouding Qingyun Mountain slowly parted from the middle to both sides, revealing a narrow passage paved with ethereal light, allowing only one person to pass at a time, leading straight to the mountain peak. At the end of the passage, the entrance to the Enlightenment Cave was faintly visible.

Ghost Yin Master's pupils contracted slightly. Shen Mo had emerged from seclusion! Moreover, judging from his aura, he seemed even more profound and unfathomable than he had been three days ago!

Is this welcoming gesture a sign of weakness? Or a show of force? Or perhaps... a display of arrogance?

His mind raced with thoughts of surprise and uncertainty. But the die was cast, and the die was cast.

If he doesn't even dare to enter the gate, how can Ghost Yin Master have the face to stand in the Eastern Wilderness? Besides, he also wants to see the true nature of the Azure Cloud Sect with his own eyes!

"Hmph! Playing tricks!" Ghost Yin Master suppressed his surprise and doubt, snorted coldly, and his body was surrounded by Yin energy, which transformed into a black rainbow and shot into the cloud passage without hesitation.

The two Foundation Establishment stage disciples behind him exchanged a glance and quickly followed.

Inside the passage, spiritual energy swirled, and clouds churned on both sides, yet no array fluctuations could be sensed; it seemed to be just an ordinary cloud path.

However, Master Guiyin dared not be careless in the slightest, maintaining a high level of concentration and remaining vigilant against any potential traps. Nevertheless, the journey proceeded smoothly until they reached the entrance to the Enlightenment Cave at the mountain peak.

At the cave entrance, Shen Mo, dressed in a blue robe, stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, with even a faint smile on his lips, as if he were welcoming not an unwelcome guest, but a long-lost friend.

His aura was restrained, like a deep pool, its depths unfathomable. Su Xiao and Han Lin stood on either side of him behind him, their expressions solemn.

"My friend, please." Shen Mo turned slightly to the side, gesturing for the cave to open.

Ghost Yin Shangren's green eyes swept over Shen Mo, then glanced at Su Xiao and Han Lin behind him, and sneered in his heart: One is in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and the other two are in the early stage of Foundation Establishment. Even with that formation, if we can't reach an agreement today, and we have to take action, he is at least 70% confident that he can wipe out all the high-ranking members of Qingyun Sect!

"Sect Leader Shen, impressive skills!" Ghost Yin Shangren spoke hoarsely, taking the lead into the cave and sitting down unceremoniously on the futon opposite the main seat. Two disciples stood behind him like door gods, their eyes fiercely scanning the cave environment.

The Enlightenment Cave was simply furnished, with only a small spirit-gathering array in the center emitting a soft glow. Shen Mo sat in the host's seat, while Su Xiao and Han Lin stood beside him. Shi Tie was nowhere to be seen, his whereabouts unknown.

"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me. It's just a few minor tricks left by our patriarch, only good for protecting the mountain and ensuring safety. It can't compare to the vast supernatural powers of the Xuan Yin Sect."

Shen Mo smiled calmly, raised his hand and gestured, and two steaming cups of spiritual tea appeared on the stone table. The tea had a refreshing aroma. "This is rough mountain tea. Fellow Daoist, you may wish to try it."

Without even glancing at the tea, Master Guiyin cut straight to the point, his tone aggressive: "Sect Leader Shen, enough with the pleasantries! The three-day deadline is up. What answer do I want? Will you hand over the inheritance of True Immortal Liuyun, or not?"

The atmosphere inside the cave instantly tensed! Su Xiao and Han Lin secretly channeled their spiritual energy, ready to make a move at any moment.

Shen Mo seemed oblivious, gently picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then said unhurriedly, "Why are you in such a hurry, fellow Daoist? Regarding that 'ancient feud,' I have thoroughly reviewed the sect's records, but I have found no clues."

"Master Liuyun has always acted with integrity. Even when he slayed demons and monsters, he always acted impartially, not personally. I have never heard of any irreconcilable enmity between him and your sect. Fellow Daoist... have you been deceived by a villain?"

"Deceived?" Ghost Yin Master sneered, his green eyes flashing with cold light. "Sect Leader Shen, even now, are you still going to try to deny it?"

"If it weren't for our long-standing feud, how could your Qingyun Sect have established itself here? And how could it have risen to prominence in just a few short years? Do you really think we're three-year-old children?!"