Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Everyone was stunned. Even before this, even when the white-haired Taoist and Wang Xuan Ge threatened the human race's divine cultivators, the burly man did not lose his composure like this.

Seeing the burly man so furious, the white-haired Taoist's face darkened. He secretly took out the talisman and held it in his hand.

He said coldly: "This peak's formation is extremely strong, and Wang Xuan Ge doesn't practice thunder magic, so the most he can do is use thunder talismans to break the formation."

"How could I know that he could break through the formation? I just thought that he was blocked by the formation and went to other peaks. It doesn't matter whether I tell him or not."

"Now Wang Xuan Ge just entered the formation before us, and he made such a loud noise. He must have encountered a formation blocking his way. It's just the right way to catch him. Senior, there's no need for you to be so angry."

If Sun Yuan himself were here, as long as he did not insult Master Cangsong, he would have to endure it silently no matter how much he was scolded.

But it was only a wisp of soul that descended, and it was so ruthless in front of the monks of various sects. The white-haired old Taoist would naturally not swallow his anger.

The burly man was even more furious, and completely lost the demeanor of a demon cultivator. He scolded, "You ignorant brat! If it is really that brat from the Taiming Sect, so what? At most, he has fought with Qin Wuya's spirit clone. I'm afraid that someone else got there first and took the demon pill..."

He suddenly paused, his face still looking extremely ugly, but he suppressed his anger and said coldly: "If you ruin my plan, I will go to Hengzhou in person and ask for an explanation from Daoist Cangsong!"

After saying that, he turned and ran up the mountain, even faster than before.

The expression of the white-haired Taoist changed slightly. It didn't matter that Sun Yuan was distracted and angry, but if his real body went to Hengzhou in person, Master Cangsong would definitely punish him.

But he was confused by the words of the burly man, so he hurriedly chased after him and asked, "Besides us, only the Taiming Sect has entered the secret realm. Why are you worried that someone else will break through the formation and enter?"

As soon as he moved, the monks of Shaoxuan Sect naturally followed closely behind him.

Mo Wuchen and Ye Guihong were not willing to be left behind, and they led the elders of their sect to follow.

The burly man said coldly: "Go ask Mr. Ye yourself."

He stared at the top of the mountain hidden behind the mist, and his feet did not stop, running like the wind on the stone steps.

The white-haired Taoist immediately turned to look at Ye Guihong: "Fellow Daoist Ye, what is going on?"

Mo Wuchen also looked over, and the cultivators from Shaoxuan Sect and Zhengqing Sect all looked over as well, with inquiring looks in their eyes.

Seeing this, Ye Guihong knew that he couldn't hide it, but he didn't want to reveal the whole matter of the Yuling Sect, so he could only be vague: "When Ye led the elders of our sect to Xuanwu Lake, he happened to see Senior Sun's distraction chasing a cultivator and breaking into the secret realm."

"He must have broken through the formation before us and entered this place."

The white-haired old Taoist frowned and said, "If it weren't for Daoist Fellow Mo and Wang Xuan Ge taking out the forbidden talisman, we wouldn't be able to enter the secret realm now. How did that person enter the secret realm in advance?"

Ye Guihong shook his head: "I don't know either..."

Mo Wuchen sneered: "Fellow Daoist Ye is wrong. From what I have seen, the buildings on the island in the middle of the lake are not relics from ancient times. They are quite similar to the style your sect likes."

"I'm afraid this secret realm has already been discovered by your sect. The appearance of this secret realm may also be the work of your sect. Fellow Daoist Ye should know best how that person entered the secret realm."

The white-haired Taoist narrowed his eyes, turned his head slightly, and stared at Ye Guihong: "To be honest, I also have this doubt. Was the building on the island in the middle of the lake built by your sect?"

Ye Guihong fell silent. Everyone was running on the mountain path. Only the rustling sound of wind passing through the corners of their clothes could be heard.

He sighed softly and finally stopped hiding it: "Yes, our sect has already discovered this ancient secret realm, but has never been able to break the formation."

"Until a few days ago, Senior Sun used his mind to hunt down a black-robed monk and came to Xuanwu Lake..." Ye Guihong concealed the matter related to the Yuling Sect and briefly recounted the matter of Sun Yuan's mind hunting down the black-robed monk.

Only then did everyone realize that there were such twists and turns before the ancient secret realm was opened, and they were all surprised.

Mo Wuchen sneered: "Fellow Daoist Ye actually wants to take over an ancient secret realm for himself, what a big deal!"

The Jiuli sect monks all glared at him, but Mo Wuchen remained calm.

Ye Guihong said coldly: "If Daoist Fellow Mo has the ability to find an ancient secret realm, why not keep it all to yourself?"

"If it weren't for that black-robed monk's interference, Fellow Daoist Mo would still be meditating at the mountain gate, and this secret realm would have long been owned by our sect."

Mo Wuchen's eyes flashed with a fierce look: "Fellow Daoist Ye, what you said is probably not entirely true. The Thunder Escape Technique is so difficult to practice. Looking at the world of immortal cultivation, there are only three people who have mastered this technique, and among them, only Fellow Daoist Xuan Lei has reached the Nascent Soul stage."

"That black-robed monk was able to save his life from Senior Sun, so he must be very powerful. He also mastered the Lightning Escape Technique, so he is definitely not an unknown person."

"If there is such a person in the world of immortal cultivation, why has Mo never heard of him?"

Ye Guihong said coldly: "The world of immortal cultivation is full of hidden talents. The Thunder Escape Technique is certainly very difficult to master, but looking at the Nine Immortal Continents, there are countless Thunder Dao cultivators."

"Among them, there must be some who are devoted to cultivation. They may not be well-known, but they are very powerful. It is not surprising that they have secretly mastered the Lightning Escape Technique."

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Senior Sun for confirmation."

Mo Wuchen was speechless for a moment, and the white-haired old Taoist asked, "Fellow Daoist Ye, do you know the identity of the black-robed monk?"

Ye Guihong shook his head: "That person was wearing a gold-thread hollow mask, and his spiritual sense was not inferior to Ye's, but he was unable to see his face."

The white-haired Taoist pondered for a moment, then turned to look at the burly man running in front of the crowd: "Senior, you chased that black-robed monk all the way to Xuanwu Lake. Did you fight with him? What kind of magic weapon or supernatural power does he have?"

The burly man paused, without even turning his head, and said calmly, "The black-robed monk did not use any other means except the Lightning Escape Technique."

The white-haired Taoist frowned, but did not ask any more questions. He just continued on his way in silence.

Mo Wuchen and Ye Guihong's eyes flickered when they heard this, but like the white-haired old Taoist, they kept silent and just used the light body technique to follow the burly man and ran to the top of the mountain.

The group of Nascent Soul cultivators were moving extremely fast. While the three were talking, they had climbed several hundred feet up the stone steps.

There was a light mist on the stone steps. As far as the eye could see, it was only thirty-four feet away. Beyond that, it was obscured by the mist, and it was vague and unclear.

But the burly man seemed to be very familiar with the path here. He ignored the forks along the way, never changed direction, and never hesitated.

The white-haired Taoist calculated with his fingers and found that they were less than two hundred feet away from the top of the mountain. He immediately sent a message to the monks of Shaoxuan Sect, asking them to be careful and alert and be ready to take action at any time.

The same was true for Mo Wuchen and Ye Guihong. Ye Guihong hated the black-robed monk who had ruined the Jiuli Sect's plan, while Mo Wuchen was extremely wary of him after learning that this man had escaped from Sun Yuan's clone.

Just when everyone was on guard, three figures suddenly rushed out from the mist in front and collided with them head-on!
Everyone was shocked and subconsciously slowed down their pace.

The burly man suddenly stopped, stared at the three figures, frowned, and said coldly: "Wait! Who are you and why are you here?" (End of this chapter)