The Dragon Maiden suddenly thought of the strange and mysterious Mother Buddha in the Mother Buddha Temple.

She claimed to be Chu Qingxue’s birth mother and also had the scabbard of the Liuli Immortal Sword.

But after a moment of silence, Li Muyang helplessly shook his head: “It’s not good to go, nor is it easy to find her.”

She disappeared into hiding at the Mother Buddha Temple and her whereabouts were unknown.

Moreover, the Peach Blossom Fairyland was now surrounded by wandering immortals, all waiting outside for Li Muyang to emerge.

Once Li Muyang and the Dragon Maiden step out of the fairyland, they would have to face the attack of these wandering immortals first.

Li Muyang glanced at his experience points and then at the remaining minor monsters within the fairyland, sighing softly.

“Let’s first eliminate all these remnants of souls in the fairyland. Once they are gone, your strength should be able to rise another level.”

“After that, we can leave the fairyland and look for traces of the Mother Buddha Temple.”

Li Muyang was worried.

But at this moment, limited by the distance of space, even with his concerns, there was nothing he could do.

His true body was blocked by the Sea of Mist, unable to go to the Heavenly Origin Continent.

The account of the Moon-Biting Dragon was blocked by the grand formation of Yin Mountain, unable to head south.

Li Muyang could only hope that after he quickly cleared the level, he would be able to unlock a game related to Chu Qingxue.

Or unlock a game related to the Heavenly Origin Dynasty.

Then he could log in with a new account and go south to help.

Looking at the remaining remnants of souls in the Peach Blossom Fairyland, Li Muyang took a deep breath and charged directly towards the nearest powerful ghost shadow.

Time was pressing, and there wasn’t much time left for him to level up slowly.

This time, he had to finish quickly!

…….

North of Yin Mountain, within the Peach Blossom Fairyland hidden beneath the earth’s veins, Li Muyang fought hard to kill monsters and level up.

Meanwhile, to the South of Yin Mountain, the vast land was already in turmoil.

The long-rampaging rebels had captured half of the Heavenly Origin Dynasty’s territory, with city after city lowering the black dragon flag and raising the Black Tortoise flag representing the rebel forces.

Further south in the Myriad Great Mountains, terrifying evil god shadows began to emerge from the depths of the mountains.

They looked down indifferently at all living beings, moving silently across the land, randomly harvesting the blood of passing creatures for food.

Although the number of living beings they killed was not large, their presence was undeniable as they passed through official roads, wilderness, and cities.

Wherever they went, no one could stop them, and one after another, living people were coldly consumed amidst screams and pleas for mercy.

The unstoppable, eerie terror that came with their arrival quickly spread across the land.

Countless people woke up from nightmares, their deep-seated fears awakened.

But the south was too remote.

Neither the rebels nor the court had the time to pay attention to the terrifying beings emerging from the Myriad Great Mountains.

They were busy with their own grand ambitions.

The main force of the 170,000 rebels was now amassed on the vast plains outside the Black Abyss Pass. Under the sunlight, the rebel camp’s flags fluttered fiercely, filled with a vigorous and spirited atmosphere.

In stark contrast was the Black Abyss Pass standing by the abyss and water in the distance.

On the tall and sturdy walls of the pass, a black dragon flag fluttered in the cold wind, but few figures could be seen.

A terrifying dark aura of demons and evil spirits formed into massive dark clouds that enveloped the sky above the pass. It seemed as if night had fallen there, the light dimmed, in sharp contrast to the bright sunlight falling on the rebel camp just a dozen miles away.

Behind the Black Abyss Pass lay the capital of the Heavenly Origin Dynasty.

Once they crossed the Black Abyss Pass, the road beyond was clear, and the army could directly reach the gates of the imperial city.

The standoff between the two sides continued, with a dozen battles of varying sizes taking place, yet neither side could gain the upper hand.

In this stalemate, two uninvited guests suddenly arrived outside the Black Abyss Pass.

Chu Qingxue, dressed in green clothes, carrying an immortal sword on her back, wearing a bamboo hat, and walking in straw sandals, appeared like a mountain farmer’s wife.

However, her ethereal aura set her apart, commanding attention.

By her side, Senior Brother Shentu Jing looked withered and despondent.

The once frivolous and handsome man had turned white-haired overnight due to his Senior Brother’s death, and his bitter expression made him look completely different from his former frivolous self.

If Li Muyang were outside the Black Abyss Pass at this moment, he would definitely not recognize this as the Shentu Jing from before.

Under the gloomy clouds, Chu Qingxue and Shentu Jing approached the Black Abyss Pass.

The commanding officer of the pass recognized their identities and immediately came down to greet them.

However, the gate remained closed.

“Fairy Chu, Brother Shentu, do you have business at the Black Abyss Pass?”

The commander of the Black Abyss Pass, with white hair and a stern expression, exuded an imposing aura without anger.

He was known as the King of Martial Faith, Lu Chen.

Lu Chen, the seventh son of the former emperor, was a powerful and unparalleled warrior throughout his life.

It was his presence at the Black Abyss Pass that had stopped the hitherto invincible rebels from advancing, forcing them to camp outside the pass.

In his youth, he had visited the Mystic Sword Sect and spent some time cultivating there.

Although he did not gain the fate of immortality, he had a good relationship with the disciples of the Mystic Sword Sect, including Shentu Jing.

Seeing Shentu Jing and Chu Qingxue coming together with such solemn expressions, the King of Martial Faith sighed in his heart, having an idea of what had happened.

The silent Shentu Jing, upon seeing the white-haired King of Martial Faith, finally spoke.

But the once frivolous cultivator now spoke with a cold tone and a detached expression.

“We have come here to request a letter from the King of Martial Faith,” he said.

“Evil is rampant in the capital, and the malevolent energy is growing day by day. The disciples of Mystic Sword Sect wish to enter the pass and go to the imperial city to investigate thoroughly, to clear out the evil and sweep away the demons.”

“If the King of Martial Faith could assist, perhaps we could prevent the city’s evil creatures from growing stronger and save the state and its temples.”

“If you continue to ignore the situation, perhaps the Lu family’s dynasty will soon change its surname.”

Shentu Jing’s tone was cold, and his words were outrageously bold.

Before the King of Martial Faith could respond, his trusted aides were all enraged.

“How dare you!”

“Where did this madman come from!”

“Has your Mystic Sword Sect become lawless now?”

However, as his followers were enraged, the King of Martial Faith immediately scolded them to shut up.

Afterward, with a bitter expression, the King of Martial Faith sighed and looked towards Chu Qingxue.

“Fairy Chu…”

Facing Chu Qingxue, the King of Martial Faith’s tone became much gentler.

“Is Senior Brother Luo in good condition?”

A few days ago, he had heard in the Black Abyss Pass about the news that Luo Lie, a disciple of the Mystic Sword Sect, had entered the imperial capital to slay demons but had nearly perished.

Now that Chu Qingxue and Shentu Jing had come uninvited…

As expected, Chu Qingxue’s tone was also cold.

“Senior Brother Luo defended the Way and subdued demons, returning wounded, and has passed away in meditation yesterday.”

Chu Qingxue’s voice was cold.

The King of Martial Faith felt a jolt in his heart, sensing that something was amiss.

But after a long silence, he could only shake his head bitterly and sigh.

“I will give both of you an explanation regarding Senior Brother Luo’s matter…”

However, as soon as the King of Martial Faith spoke, he was harshly interrupted by Shentu Jing.

“There’s no need for your explanation.”

Shentu Jing looked coldly at the majestic pass before him and the persistent demonic black clouds above it and said coldly.

“Since you have already refused, let’s drop the proposal for today.”

“We from the Mystic Sword Sect will enter the capital ourselves and slay the evil demons!”

As their voices fell, Shentu Jing and Chu Qingxue both transformed into beams of sword light, heading back the way they had come.

They quickly disappeared from the sight of the King of Martial Faith and his close followers.

Witnessing the departure of the two people, the King of Martial Faith sighed bitterly.

“Oh, Your Majesty, Your Majesty…”

He looked gloomily towards the direction of the imperial capital behind him and then towards the direction where the two Mystic Sword Sect immortals had left, suddenly seeming to have aged a great deal.

He had intended to persuade them further, but he hadn’t expected Shentu Jing and Chu Qingxue to leave so decisively, not giving him a chance to remedy the situation.

It seemed that the Mystic Sword Sect’s visit today was merely to issue a challenge, without any real hope that he would actually help.

Thinking of this, the King of Martial Faith looked even more weary.

Since Master Qingye established the Mystic Sword Sect and pacified the demons of the world, this was the first disciple in a thousand years to die unexpectedly.

Even though Master Qingye had already gone to sea, the King of Martial Faith still felt the clouds above his head grow darker and more ominous.