is face flushed with an unhealthy redness, and he began coughing violently, his lips trembling.From lip reading, it's estimated that they are saying the word 'trash'.Under the watchful eyes of everyon...He drew out a talisman sword, a treasure used for communication.

After staying in Jianhen Mountain for so long, Fu Jian has shown no reaction. It seems they haven't found Ye Lao Mo yet.

It is estimated that most Yuan Ying's minds are no longer on Ye Lao Mo.

There are so many spiritual herbs in the ancient pharmacy.

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The Tian Shan Mountains hold countless ancient treasures.

And there are those unexplored secret realms.

None of them held as much attraction for him as Old Demon Ye.

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This is because they could still reach a consensus on how to deal with Elder Ye.

First, those who were outwitted and used by Ye Lao Mo want revenge. Second, Ye Lao Mo acts without restraint and is too cruel. As long as he lives, everyone else will be unable to sleep soundly.

And there are demons released by the old demon Ye, who knows what conspiracy is brewing.

Qin Sang wore a thoughtful expression.

His objective has been successfully achieved, so he can go anywhere from here.

After leaving Jianhen Mountain, Qin Sang planned to contact his senior sister and Bai first. If they didn't need his help, he would go to the ancient medicine garden to try his luck.

He most looked forward to Xuangui Palace.

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As Qin Sang observed the spectacle from afar, he noticed a glimmer of treasure light beneath the divine tree in Xuanpu Palace. Having learned about Xuanpu Palace firsthand from the Yunyouzi, his understanding surpassed that of others. Perhaps with good luck, he could obtain one or two immortal herbs.

If one could obtain the ten Divine Wood Grade immortal plants, that would be even more wonderful.

Wandering between illusions, Qin Sang gradually felt something amiss. He withdrew his thoughts and looked around, observing for a while before finally seeing what was different from before.

The power of the ancient illusion array remained unchanged, but the illusion itself became increasingly chaotic.

"Something's wrong!"

Qin Sang's gaze was solemn, and he quickened his pace.

Not long after, Qin Sang burst out of the illusionary array, and immediately felt a tremendous force slam into him.

Qin Sang had been on guard and preemptively unsheathed the ebony sword. Sensing something was amiss, he hurriedly chanted sword incantations, forming a blade aura around his body to withstand the surge of immense power.

His body, light as a feather, floated far away.

After the impact of the giant force had passed, Qin Sang discovered that the power was actually just a gust of wind.

'Whew! Whew!'

Strong winds blew in.

Qin Sang wielded his sword, nimbly maneuvering in the raging wind. As he looked around at this transformed landscape, he realized how drastically things had changed during his absence.

In the heavens and earth, a howling wind swept across the land, painting a scene of vibrant colors.

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Only because the gale merged with the five-colored auspicious clouds, it became the five-colored fairy wind.

The Purple Microcosm became even more chaotic than before, with colorful immortal winds sweeping in all directions. There were loud booms echoing, and the distant scenery was hazy.

At this time, Qin Sang felt the talisman sword in his palm vibrate. When he loosened his grip, the talisman sword dripped and turned, hovering before him.

The tip of the sword pointed toward the outer hall!

Qin Sang's expression changed slightly.

It seems like my senior sisters had already been in contact with me.

Qin Sang looked towards Jianhen Mountain. Back then, the illusionary formation couldn't completely block internal and external perception, but now the true power of the illusionary formation was evident. The connection between Fu Jian and his senses had been severed!

I don't know when they sent the message. They didn't come to me, so I wonder if the situation wasn't urgent, or if it was too dangerous for them to spare a moment.

Qin Sang followed the direction of his sword tip and could only see the five-colored divine wind that obscured the sky. He didn't know what had happened there.

To everyone's surprise, the incident seemed to have occurred in the outer hall.

As they stepped through the magic cave, everyone's attention was drawn to the spectacle within the inner hall, and it was natural to assume that Old Demon Ye's target was also the secret realm inside.

Few people notice the outer hall.

Qin Sang merely glanced at it briefly.

He remembered that the outer hall was not like the inner hall, with frequent strange phenomena. The most striking thing was the fairy grave, which was filled with ghostly energy, but it was probably influenced by the inner hall.

>Apart from that, there doesn't seem to be anything else worth noting.

The outer and inner halls of the Ziwei Palace are not a single entity.

The inner hall is like an immortal realm, while the outer hall is either a fairy grave or a blood-colored altar. Originally, there was also a fairy formation separating the two places, but it has been destroyed in recent years.

The outer hall holds no allure for the ancestor Yuan Ying. What could Ye Laomo possibly do in the outer hall

Qin Sang's mind raced, and she glanced again towards the direction of Xuanpu Palace.

The celestial phenomena within the main hall were intensifying. First, the silent immortal ban was activated, then five-colored fairy winds appeared. What else would happen afterward remained to be seen.

Qin Sang inexplicably felt a twinge of unease.

The vision persists, remaining within the inner sanctum may be dangerous.

Right now, recklessly entering the Ancient Medicine Garden and going into the forbidden Xuanpu Palace is not a wise choice. Even if Fu Jian is quiet, Qin Sang plans to leave the inner hall first, observe the situation, and then make a decision.

Thinking of this, Qin Sang no longer hesitated. He urged his sword to protect him and returned to the outer hall along the original path.

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The Five-Colored Immortal Wind grew increasingly dense, the void seemingly a canvas being painted at will.

Vision is limited.

Qin Sang couldn't see the situation of the secret realm in the distance. He didn't know how many people had rushed to the outer hall, and how many people ignored the talisman sword and continued their treasure hunt.

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Soon, Qin Sang arrived near the Jianji Hall.

The scene here is no longer what Qin Sang remembers, it has been completely transformed, even more shocking!

A host of divine peaks pierce the heavens.

Hundreds of towering peaks surround the Jianji Hall, each one incredibly perilous, like a giant sword formation made of mountains. Its aura is magnificent.

Between the mountain peaks, white light shone, ancient restrictions forming a platform of light, seeming like trial platforms for disciples to practice swordsmanship.

The Sword Path Hall is located in the most central position.

Most of the Thompson grapes were not intact. Some had been cut in half, others left with only a small base, and some were even collapsing, their broken tops crashing to the ground.

Above the mountains, ancient prohibitions shimmered. Ancient halls appeared and disappeared among the five-colored divine winds, including the mountain where the Sword Path Hall was located.

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These ancient halls emanate an aura of profound age.

Most of them, however, are collapsed and dilapidated, showing the decline of the ancient fairy palace.

Qin Sang stared blankly in the direction of the Jian Jing Hall.

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The lone peak stands proudly.

That cliff face faced east and seemed unchanged.

But Qin Sang had some concerns. He wasn't sure if he could still pass through the dense ancient prohibitions and climb to the top of the mountain. But now was clearly not a good time to test it. Qin Sang lowered his head and retracted his gaze.

Passing through the mountains, we arrived near the ancient medicine garden.

The aura of the peerless immortal medicine became even more dazzling.

Qin Sang also saw that occasionally, magical treasures would flash their light inside the ancient medicine garden. It seemed some people were unwilling to leave now and still risked venturing in to search for immortal herbs.

He shook his head, ignoring those around him, his figure never stopping.

Over this period of time on the road, I could feel the power of the Five-Colored Immortal Wind growing stronger. If this continues, or if new omens appear, I'm afraid it will be difficult to leave.

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Finally, Qin Sang arrived at the edge of the inner hall.

The scene here was incredibly chaotic. The land fragments ripped from the inner hall were still being destroyed on the outer layer. The area where the outer and inner halls met was also riddled with trenches, with collapsed structures everywhere, severely damaged.

What's even more surprising is.

The ghostly mist no longer confined to the scope of the graveyard, it erupted completely, nearly shrouding the entire outer hall.

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