The transmigrated villain wants to escape Feng Aotian's hellish situation.

Isolate it from the outside world.

Qin Yangjun also began to use his spiritual power to suppress the Golden Crow Banner.

About 45 minutes later, the baby's crying gradually subsided, and the black mist began to dissipate.

Everything around them brightened up, and the previously restless Golden Crow Banner gradually calmed down.

Qin Yangjun looked up and noticed that the talismans on the wall had dimmed considerably, probably no longer usable. However, Qin Yangjun didn't plan to stay in Huangshan Town for long, as these talismans had already completed their task.

Qin Yangjun then retrieved the talismans from the room and opened the window.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of Wulong Mountain.

The dark mist was slowly moving to the left.

The owner of the black mist seemed to have completely ignored Huangshan Town; it was merely passing through.

However, if it weren't for the ancient formation in the center of the town, the aura emanating from it alone would have been enough to kill everyone in the town.

At this moment, the Golden Crow Flame in Qin Yangjun's hand reappeared.

Qin Yangjun let out a long sigh of helplessness.

"It's still too weak."

Meanwhile, in another inn, Changsun Youyou stood by the window, watching the black mist gradually disappear into the distance with lingering fear.

"How terrifying... Master, what exactly is that?"

A flash of light appeared on the ring on the girl's hand.

"It's actually it... wait... since it's here, does that mean that person... is also in this realm?"

A hint of doubt appeared in the girl's eyes.

"Master, what are you saying?"

However, the voice from the ring did not respond to her, but continued to mutter to itself.

"No wonder the local forces here dare to charge such high fees. If it weren't for the protection of this ancient formation, even a cultivator at the Mahayana stage would have died if exposed to that thing's aura. Alas—it's fortunate that it was just wandering aimlessly, otherwise the ancient formation in the town alone wouldn't have been able to stop it."

"Master!!!!!"

"Hey! I'm listening, but you've only just broken through to the early stage of the Golden Core realm. It's pointless for you to know too much about it. Instead of being curious about this, you should think about how to deal with the people from the Yaoqing Holy Land tomorrow."

"Oh... okay."

.........

Before he knew it, it was the next day. Qin Yangjun left the town early in the morning. However, not long after he left the town, he noticed some familiar clothes.

Those people are...from the Yaoqing Holy Land?

Qin Yangjun still had some impression of that cyan-colored clothing, because the people around Murong Yunhai wore similar attire.

However, Qin Yangjun only glanced at them before looking away.

After all, this place, though fraught with danger in the endless mountains, is also full of treasures.

Even people from the Ten Thousand Demon Cave would come here to search for things.

And this Yaoqing Holy Land itself is located in the Western Regions.

Thinking back, Murong Yunhai proposed a three-year agreement, so he must also be in dire need of something to improve his strength.

Thinking about it that way, it's perfectly normal for them to be here.

Qin Yangjun had no intention of paying attention to the people from the Yaoqing Holy Land.

To Qin Yangjun's surprise, he had only taken two steps when...

The people from the Yaoqing Holy Land blocked his way.

"This area has been sealed off by our Yaoqing Holy Land. If you want to enter Wuqiong Mountain, you'll have to take a detour."

Chapter Eleven: Waiting for a Rabbit to Run into a Tree Stump

Take a detour?

Does this guy even know what he's saying?

At the foot of the Infinite Mountain, to the right lies a desolate forest, filled with deathly aura, blood-soaked corpses, and lingering vengeful spirits. Without prior preparation, even Nascent Soul stage cultivators dare not set foot there.

To the left lies the place Yinshan Immortal passed through yesterday. Because of Yinshan God's lingering presence, that area has become a veritable dead zone, even more terrifying than the desolate forest.

Even cultivators at the Mahayana stage wouldn't dare to walk like that.

Therefore, this is the only road leading into the Infinite Mountain.

A blockade? How can the people of Yaoqing Holy Land be so domineering?

Seeing Qin Yangjun in a daze, the man's face showed a hint of anger.

He had already been scolded for losing track of his target, and now he'd run into a dim-witted, clueless kid.

"Hey! What are you spacing out for, kid! Didn't you hear what I just said? Get lost!"

Qin Yangjun's expression gradually turned cold.

What an arrogant guy! He's obviously never been beaten before...

Those nearby, noticing Qin Yangjun's gaze, let out a disdainful sneer.

"What's wrong, kid? You're not convinced? Don't blame me for not warning you, the Murong family is behind our Yaoqing Holy Land. Do you know the Murong family? Even disciples from the King Beast Valley have to give us some face. Get lost before we lose our temper, or else..."

"Oh? What else could we do?"

A wisp of spiritual energy appeared in Qin Yangjun's hand.

"There really are some guys who aren't afraid of death."

There were four people in total, and they all pulled out their weapons.

However, just as the four were about to make their move, a flash of light appeared on the tokens at their waists, and they were all stunned for a moment.

Then, the leader glared fiercely at Qin Yangjun.

"Kid, you're lucky. I'll remember your face. If I run into you again, I'll show you what we're made of!"

Without hesitation, the group turned around and rushed towards Wuchong Mountain.

Watching the group of people walk away, Qin Yangjun slowly withdrew his spiritual power.

Encountering this kind of person really ruins your mood.

But Qin Yangjun quickly adjusted his mindset; now it was important to get down to business.

So Qin Yangjun took out an ordinary iron sword, stepped on it, and entered the Boundless Mountain.

The term "Wuqiongshan" does not refer to a specific mountain, but rather to a mountain range that stretches for an unknown distance.

This mountain range is home to many demonic beasts, as well as various rare and precious materials, and also contains the tombs of many cultivators.

This mountain range is like a man-eating treasure chest; although it is full of dangers, it also holds hidden opportunities.

Opportunities and risks coexist.

It is this very principle that drives countless cultivators to follow in their footsteps.

Not long after Qin Yangjun entered the Boundless Mountain, he discovered signs of a battle: fallen trees, flying rocks, and even the corpses of cultivators could be seen in the distance.

But Qin Yangjun had no interest in paying attention to those things.

There are many murders and robberies in Wuxian Mountain. What I saw was just an ordinary occurrence in a corner of this mountain.

After flying for about two hours through the Endless Mountains, Qin Yangjun arrived at the place described in the book.

But his location seems to be deeper than the location Yu Lingyue found in the book.

This is a lake with shimmering water, surrounded by trees, and in the center of the lake is a small island.

On the small island, there is a small tree, and beneath the tree, clusters of small, purple-red flowers sway in the breeze.

Misty Rainbow Flowers are the favorite food of the Mystic Deer. Finding these flowers is basically equivalent to finding the Mystic Deer's trail.

Qin Yangjun landed on the edge of the lake, then squatted down and put his hand into the lake, spreading his divine sense in the lake.

Just as he had predicted, many monsters lurked in the lake.

These spirit beasts must be the companions of the ethereal fairy deer, helping it watch over its 'food bowl'.

Then Qin Yangjun took out several beads and placed them around the lake, extinguishing the monsters in the water.

Their strongest members are only at the Foundation Establishment stage, but their numbers are numerous.

It would be quite troublesome if they all rushed in at once, so I need to make some arrangements in advance.

The ethereal fairy deer is cautious by nature. If there is anything unusual about the place where it feeds, it will leave and abandon that feeding place.

So after setting it up, Qin Yangjun went to great lengths to disguise the beads.

They even flew to the island and set up some things.

Finally, Qin Yangjun turned around and erased his own presence.

After doing all this, Qin Yangjun found a secluded corner and then took out a scroll.

This is a one-time use scroll that isolates one's aura, similar in function to the talisman he used at the inn before.

But this grade is higher and has a wider scope.

Qin Yangjun knew that he was not good at formations, so instead of wasting energy learning them, he might as well use what was already available.

As Qin Yangjun tore the scroll to shreds, a ray of light spread out from Qin Yangjun, and an array that isolated his aura was automatically constructed.

After confirming that the formation was operating stably, Qin Yangjun sat cross-legged in the center of the formation.

All he has to do now is wait.

Time passed by little by little, and before we knew it, night had fallen, and everything around us was plunged into darkness.

Sitting inside the isolation formation, Qin Yangjun rested his chin on one hand, a blade of grass he had plucked from the side dangling from his mouth, and gazed quietly at the center of the lake.

This passive waiting was actually more boring than he had imagined.