CHAPTER 40: CHAPTER 40: THE VALLEY OF WHITE MIST, MYSTERIOUS EXISTENCE

Luo Li and Jun Moxiao were suspended in mid-air, looking down at the giant, pitch-black hole below. Gusts of chilling wind emerged continuously from it, mingled with terrifying screams.

The two involuntarily shivered, their faces instantly turning pale. Recalling the Ancestor’s earlier words, they felt even more terrified.

Is this Hell?

The Ancestor is truly ruthless... He actually connected this place directly to Hell and sent everyone from the Sword God Sect there.

Luo Li was afraid, but there was excitement in her heart as well. The elderly Sword Saint of the Sword God Sect had wreaked havoc on the Dragon God Sect for hundreds of years. He had killed several generations of Dragon God Sect disciples and Sect Masters. He was the sworn enemy of the Dragon God Sect. Even killing him ten thousand times would not be excessive. The Ancestor didn’t kill them directly. Instead, he suppressed them in Hell for eternity, where they would suffer all kinds of torture. It was incredibly satisfying.

Jun Moxiao looked at the towering figure and asked tremulously, "Ancestor, is that really Hell below?"

Ye Yun merely smiled and didn’t answer the question. Instead, the Black Horse beside them became excited. Perhaps the sight of Hell ignited its ferocity.

It muttered to itself, "Master has used supreme divine power to construct an eighteen-layer Hell deep beneath the ground. Although it’s not the real Nine Soul Nether Hell, there’s hardly any difference."

I see. Jun Moxiao clutched his chest, his mind in turmoil. The Ancestor’s True God Realm was terrifyingly powerful, capable of creating an eighteen-layer Hell with supreme divine power!

He looked at the towering figure, intense fervor sparkling in his eyes.

"Seal!" Ye Yun uttered a single word.

Suddenly, countless amounts of soil gathered from all directions and poured into the pitch-black hole. It was filled in an instant.

The Sword God Sect was originally situated on a majestic mountain. Now, both the mountain and the Sword God Sect had disappeared. The place had been transformed into flat land.

Witnessing this miraculous, god-like display of power, Luo Li and Jun Moxiao couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe and marvel at the Ancestor’s strength.

"Let’s go, we’re going to find Su Wanyi..." With a single step, Ye Yun vanished into thin air and entered the carriage.

Luo Li and Jun Moxiao hurriedly followed, sitting at the front of the carriage. Once the three of them were seated, the Black Horse’s hooves took to the air, transforming into a beam of black light that vanished into the sky.

Ye Yun had obtained the old Sword Saint’s memories, so he knew roughly where Su Wanyi had disappeared. He relayed the direction through a Divine Thought to the Black Horse.

The Black Horse sped along. In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, it suddenly halted, turning around and saying with a grin, "Master, this should be the place, right?"

"Hmm!" Ye Yun chuckled, slightly opened the carriage curtain, and turned his gaze to Luo Li, asking, "Does this place look familiar to you?"

After glancing at the surrounding mountain ranges, Luo Li suddenly exclaimed, "Little Brother, look! Isn’t this where we got separated from Eldest Sister?"

Jun Moxiao swiftly surveyed the surroundings. After a few seconds, he confirmed the location and nodded energetically. "Senior Sister, it’s indeed this place. I remember Eldest Sister led the pursuers towards the southeast." As he spoke, Jun Moxiao pointed in a certain direction.

"Yes, I remember it that way too," Luo Li said, slapping her thigh fervently, her eyes gleaming.

Ye Yun nodded, saying softly, "There’s a valley over five hundred li to the southeast. It’s shrouded in mist all year round. Many people who enter get lost and find it challenging to get out. Some of the pursuers who chased Su Wanyi also disappeared there. The few who managed to escape never went after her again..."

"Ancestor, is there some powerful force present in that place?" Luo Li asked, her face full of seriousness.

Ye Yun glanced at Luo Li but didn’t say a word. Instead, he spoke softly to the Black Horse, "Little Horse, let’s go and take a look at that valley over there."

The Black Horse sprang forward, abruptly transforming into a beam of black light. In a blink of an eye, they arrived above a valley.

Mist billowed and swirled, so dense that they couldn’t see the path clearly. Under Ye Yun’s direction, the carriage gently descended into the valley.

"Let’s go and see what’s ahead," Ye Yun urged the carriage forward unperturbed, a hint of mockery in the depths of his eyes.

Just moments ago, Ye Yun had used his powerful Divine Sense to explore this valley but hadn’t found any trace of Su Wanyi. What he did find was an incredible creature. That fellow was sleeping.

In order to train Luo Li and Jun Moxiao’s courage and broaden their horizons, Ye Yun decided not to alert them. He simply instructed the Black Horse to enter the fog-enveloped valley.

The fog was dense, and visibility within the valley was extremely low. "How strange, what sort of place is this? My Divine Sense can’t penetrate more than five meters!" Jun Moxiao said, sitting in the carriage and holding the reins, constantly scanning his surroundings with a look of surprise on his face.

Luo Li’s youthful face looked somewhat serious. Brushing a strand of long black hair from her forehead, she said quietly, "This place is rather ominous. It’s said that many who enter never return, though some have barely managed to escape. I wonder if... our Eldest Sister will be so lucky."

Jun Moxiao sighed, his expression filled with sorrow. More than three months had passed. Their Eldest Sister was still missing, like a stone dropped into the ocean, with no news at all. Perhaps she too has perished in this foggy valley.

The black carriage moved at a leisurely pace through the mist. As they ventured deeper into the valley, a variety of strange noises began to resonate from all around them. Some sounded like children crying, others like wild beasts roaring; all sorts of complex sounds echoed from every direction.

"This place is indeed quite ominous!" Luo Li exclaimed, drawing her sword, her beautiful face revealing a cautious look.

This mysterious valley had no name. Being located on the border between the Ancient Moon Dynasty and the Shenfeng Dynasty, it was sparsely populated, and very few cultivators passed through here.

At that time, the three of them—Senior Sister Su Wanyi, Luo Li, and Junior Brother Jun Moxiao—were escorting their master’s ashes when they happened to pass by a place five hundred li away from this valley.

Luo Li speculated in her heart. Perhaps... their Eldest Sister had been injured and had bravely rushed into this slightly eerie, white-fog valley. If she was lucky, she might even have escaped. If she hadn’t entered the white-fog valley, she would probably have been caught and killed by those pursuers.

Thinking of her Eldest Sister’s ordeal, Luo Li felt a wave of sadness, and tears welled in her eyes. "Senior Sister, don’t be upset," Jun Moxiao comforted her from the side. "I believe our Eldest Sister is highly blessed and wouldn’t encounter any serious problems so easily."

"Prepare for battle!" Ye Yun’s voice suddenly rang out without warning.

Jun Moxiao and Luo Li were shocked. They realized that numerous large, bamboo-hat-sized dark figures were emerging from the white fog.

Both of them swiftly drew their swords and slashed out dozens of Sword Lights. With accompanying screams, the dark figures were injured one by one and quickly retreated back into the fog.

My God, such large lice! Upon seeing the figures clearly, Luo Li couldn’t help but be utterly shocked.