He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

He didn't take the people who came seriously, but once he got entangled with them, there would be an endless stream of experts from the upper realms descending to the mortal world.

Although he wasn't afraid, Adou was still beside him.

He withdrew his gaze, looked at Adou, and spoke calmly.

"You'll have to walk the rest of the road yourself."

Adou was taken aback. Looking at the expression on Yun Yi's face, he suddenly understood something.

He knew that expression all too well.

Back in the mountains, whenever Yunyi sensed a powerful monster approaching, he would show this expression and tell him to hurry home.

Adou was silent for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

"Big bird, I understand."

"You've helped me this far, that's enough."

"I'll take care of the rest myself."

Yun Yi glanced at him, raised his hand, and pointed eastward.

"That direction."

"Qingyun Sect".

"Your sister has been sent there."

Adou looked in the direction Yunyi was pointing.

The clouds on the horizon surged and rolled, and the mountains rose and fell like the spine of a dragon, stretching all the way to the horizon, their exact distance impossible to discern.

He took a deep breath.

"Qingyun Sect".

He repeated the three words as if trying to carve them into his bones.

Then he turned around and bowed deeply to Yun Yi.

"Big bird, thank you."

Yun Yi didn't speak.

Adou straightened up, took one last look at him, and turned to run eastward.

This time, he ran very fast.

The twelve-year-old boy's figure shrank smaller and smaller at the end of the long street, eventually disappearing into the distant mountain path.

Yun Yi stood there, watching him leave.

A moment later, he looked up at the sky.

The prying eyes grew increasingly intense, like a flock of vultures that had caught the scent of blood, circling high in the sky, searching for the exact location of their prey.

Yun Yi's lips curled into a smile.

"What a hassle."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure slowly faded away, like a drop of ink falling into clear water, disappearing silently from the spot.

The moment Yun Yi disappeared.

skyline.

Deep within a massive palace suspended above a sea of ​​clouds, in a side hall.

An old man in a gray robe sat cross-legged on a futon, with a bronze mirror about ten feet tall floating in front of him.

The mirror, which was originally like still water, now rippled with waves.

The old man suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked at the Sky-Gazing Mirror, and a scene was appearing on its surface—a city in the lower realm, with long streets, ruins, and bloodstains that had not yet dried.

The focus of the image is on the spot where Yun Yi stood before he disappeared.

The old man stared at the empty place, his brows furrowed tightly.

"That energy fluctuation just now... is not of a level that should exist in the lower realms."

He muttered to himself, his voice low and hoarse.

"Did they run away?"

"It seems that the extraterrestrial demons in the lower realms are the real trouble."

He slowly stood up, his gray robe fluttering without wind, and a faint celestial light swirling around him.

"This matter must be reported to the Heavenly Emperor."

With that, he strode out of the hall.

With each step he took, his figure grew fainter, and after a few steps, he had disappeared from the side hall.

Meanwhile, in the lower realm.

A prison van, shrouded in layers of restrictions, was speeding along a mountain road.

It was called a prison van, but it was more like a square iron cage.

The cage was made of refined iron and covered with densely packed runes, each of which emitted a faint blue light.

Six tiny figures huddled inside the cage.

Chen Ya squatted in a corner of the cage, hugging her knees with her arms, shrinking herself into a small ball.

She hadn't had a hot meal in days.

Ever since that night, when those fierce-looking soldiers stormed into the village, leaving her parents lying in pools of blood, she was grabbed by a large hand and thrown into this prison van.

These past few days, all she's done is cry and stare blankly. Her eyes are swollen like walnuts, and her voice is so hoarse that she can barely make a sound.

The other children were in similar situations.

They were captured from different places and, because they shared the same birth date, were labeled "extraterrestrial demons" and transported in cages like livestock.

No one spoke.

The iron cage was eerily quiet, with only the crunching sound of wheels rolling over gravel.

Chen Ya was still trembling.

In a corner not far from her, a boy who was also only six years old slowly raised his head.

His eyes were not those of a child; deep within them shone a complex light that was far beyond his years.

The boy's gaze swept around the cage before finally landing on the Qingyun Sect disciples escorting them outside.

After a moment, he looked away, lowered his head, and whispered through gritted teeth in a voice only he could hear:

"Don't let me find out which access holder brought so many people in..."

"It's completely exposed..."

"Damn it! This is my seventeenth body already!"

He is indeed the one with the authority.

At first, his luck was neither good nor bad; he was born as the only son of the Marquis of Zhenbei in the Great Chu Dynasty.

That sounds good. The eldest son of a marquis's family, born with endless riches and honors.

But this good luck lasted for less than fifteen minutes.

The Marquis of Zhenbei was convicted of treason, and the emperor ordered the execution of his entire clan.

The day he was born, before the umbilical cord was even properly cut, twelve Foundation Establishment cultivators blocked the delivery room.

He still remembers that overwhelming pressure, which almost killed him on the spot when he was just born.

In the end, he desperately burned through the entire lifespan of that body to barely gain a chance to escape.

He escaped.

But just as they escaped one tiger's den, they entered another.

He discovered that a new rule had appeared in the world at some point—the soul and the body must be the same age.

He can possess another body, but a soul can only occupy a body that is the same age it is.

His soul is still an infant in this world, but once it enters an adult's body, the backlash from the rules will arrive as expected.

He was forced to leave the body he had worked so hard to take over and possess a child of the same age.

Then comes the second rule.

"Children born on January 1st, 2134 of the Tianyuan Calendar may all be extraterrestrial demons, and they shall all be exterminated."

They directly pushed his body into the fire pit.

What followed was an endless pursuit.

Major sects, families, and forces swarmed in like leeches smelling blood, and all children of the appropriate age in the lower realm were thoroughly investigated.

He wasn't good at disguising himself, and he inadvertently exposed his whereabouts.

Die once, get a new body.

Die again, and you'll be replaced with another body.

This is now the seventeenth body.

He was huddled in the iron cage, dressed in tattered coarse cloth, his face covered in grime and bruises, looking no different from any other farm child.

But he knew in his heart that there weren't many bodies left that were the same age as his.

If this continues, he will be in real danger.

"What a fucking piece of crap..."

He cursed under his breath, buried his head in his knees, and dared not utter another sound.

Each of the six small figures, each with their own thoughts, headed towards the Qingyun Sect in the swaying cage.

At the end of the mountain path ahead, the outline of the Qingyun Sect could be vaguely seen.

It was an extremely imposing stone gate, with a stone-carved mythical beast on each side. The two ancient characters "Qingyun" were carved on the lintel, with vigorous strokes and a faint spiritual light flowing through them.

The Qingyun Sect disciples escorting the vehicle all breathed a sigh of relief.

Although there were no major problems along the way, this time they were escorting ordinary prisoners, and when they reached the mountain gate, they were finally home.

However, just as they reached the bottom of the stone steps in front of the mountain gate, before they could even announce their arrival, the world suddenly changed.

One terrifying aura after another surged up from the depths of the Qingyun Sect, like a giant beast that had been sleeping for many years being awakened at the same time.

The spiritual pressure poured out from the mountain gate as if it were a physical entity, pressing down all the vegetation on both sides of the mountain path, and even the air became viscous like syrup.

The disciples escorting the vehicle turned deathly pale instantly, and they were forced to their knees along with the vehicle.

"This, this is..."

They didn't even understand what had happened.

More than a dozen figures rushed out from the mountain gate and landed in front of the prison cart.

Leading the group was the sect leader of the Qingyun Sect, dressed in a purple robe, with a gaunt face and a profound, boundless aura emanating from him.

Behind him, a dozen elders stood in a row, all of them at least at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.

Further behind were several figures standing in the void, surrounded by immortal light, their auras several times more terrifying than the sect leader's. They were none other than the old immortals of the Qingyun Sect who had been in seclusion for many years.

Nascent Soul.

And there's more than one.

The six children in the prison van had never seen anything like this before. They were all so frightened that their faces turned pale and they couldn't even cry.

Only the boy named Gu Wenxun in the corner had his pupils suddenly contract in his eye sockets.

He froze completely.

Only one thought remained in my mind.

It's been exposed.

No, I haven't done anything yet, how could I have been exposed?