Mortal: Reborn in Yellow Maple Valley, Awakening the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts

Chu Zifei stared coldly in the direction Zhong Wu had fled, choosing not to continue the pursuit.

Compared to chasing down a fleeing enemy, the blue stone palace deep within the ring-shaped basin of the forbidden area was far more important. He couldn't afford to waste time; he still needed to enter the palace to slay the black dragon and seize its essence blood.

After catching his breath, Chu Zifei leaped into the air and continued along the gravel path toward the depths of the forbidden area.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he arrived near the Blue Stone Palace. However, he did not act rashly. Instead, he first chose a rocky spot with a good view around the basin to lie in wait. Then he took out the Concealing Cloak to cover his whole body and covered his face with a black cloth.

After activating his cloak, with a surge of spiritual energy, his aura completely vanished, blending into the surrounding environment and becoming virtually undetectable.

Just as he vanished, a figure in a gray robe suddenly appeared in the center of the basin, standing in front of the blue stone hall. The next instant, the young man's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot in a strange way.

Even so, Chu Zifei remained calm and composed, as immovable as a mountain, because he knew that the black-robed youth was Han Li, but the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect had not yet arrived. He wanted to wait for the right opportunity and be the oriole that preys on the mantis.

A few moments later, a large group of cultivators dressed in uniform appeared on the other side of the basin. It was the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect who had arrived.

Chu Zifei held his breath and carefully extended his divine sense.

It should be noted that Nangong Wan, the leader of the Hidden Moon Sect, possessed the foundation of Core Formation. The reason he was willing to take such a great risk by releasing his divine sense was naturally because he wanted to see the true face of this "Number One Beauty in the South".

In the crowd, a graceful figure resembling an elfin maiden stood in front. She wore an elegant long dress, her black hair flowing like a waterfall, loosely tied up with a white jade hairpin, the rest of her hair falling over her shoulders, simple and elegant.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains shrouded in mist, her eyes like clear autumn waters, her nose was straight and elegant, her lips were like solidified cream, and her skin was as white and flawless as jade. Her temperament was as pure and aloof as snow, like a celestial being banished from the moon, untouched by the dust of the mortal world.

"As expected of the most beautiful woman in Tiannan, she possesses both talent and beauty. Han Li is truly blessed!" Chu Zifei's eyes flashed with envy after seeing Nangong Wan's appearance clearly.

Just then, Nangong Wan, standing in front of the Qing Shi Palace, seemed to sense a trace of energy. Her cold gaze turned slightly to the side, filled with doubt, as she swept towards the rock where Chu Zifei was hiding.

In an instant, Chu Zifei's mind tightened, and he immediately withdrew all his divine sense, remaining completely still, and activated the Concealing Cloak to its maximum.

Because of the relatively long distance and the exquisite craftsmanship of her cloak, Nangong Wan only glanced around and, seeing that there was no one nearby, withdrew her gaze without dwelling on it. After all, her own strength was considerable, and with the overwhelming numbers of the Hidden Moon Sect, she was not afraid of any threat.

Her immediate priority was to delve into the stone hall and find the opportunity for this trip. So, without further hesitation, she took the lead and guided her disciples into the blue stone hall.

After everyone had completely disappeared outside the palace gate, Chu Zifei remained calm and composed. He sat there for a full half hour, regulating his breathing and resting his mind to bring himself to peak condition before finally getting up and slowly walking to the stone gate.

The next instant, the restrictions around the Blue Stone Hall activated, and a terrifying suction force enveloped his entire body. His figure swayed in the force and was swept into the hall, instantly stepping inside.

Behind the stone gate is a narrow, winding stone corridor, deep and dark.

He walked briskly down the narrow, winding corridor until he reached its end.

Suddenly, a vast, empty hall opened up before them, completely deserted. Clearly, Han Li and the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect had already passed through the hall and made their way to the white jade pavilion via the underground passage.

"Judging by the time, they should be engaged in fierce fighting right now!"

Chu Zifei estimated the time in his mind, no longer hesitated, stepped over the jade railing in the hall, and bent down to crawl into the tunnel.

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Upon entering the tunnel, the scene before us was one of utter devastation. The stone walls on both sides of the passage were riddled with countless poisoned arrows, and the ground was littered with broken stones and pits, with signs of traps being triggered everywhere.

Seeing this, Chu Zifei felt relieved. He really wanted to express his gratitude to the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect who had cleared the way and triggered all the mechanisms, saving him a lot of trouble.

So he lowered his guard and hurried forward, intending to quickly pass through the tunnel. But who would have thought that before he had gone halfway, his foot slipped and he stepped on a loose bluestone paving stone.

With a "click," the rock formations overhead trembled, and a huge rock fell from the sky.

Chu Zifei reacted extremely quickly, unleashing all his physical strength with a punch that shattered the boulder into pieces.

Before he could even regain his footing, holes opened in the stone walls on both sides, shooting out several poisoned arrows. He had no choice but to bend over and arch his back, pressing his body down so that his waist and back were almost touching the ground, just to barely dodge the poisoned arrows.

Although his body was not afraid of the power of these arrows, he was afraid that the arrowheads would pierce his skin and the poison would penetrate into his bloodstream. Even if his body was strong, he would be powerless to save him.

Chu Zifei dared not be careless for the rest of the journey, deliberately slowing down his pace and carefully examining each floor tile.

Even so, he still triggered several mechanisms, but fortunately he was prepared and no damage was caused.

Upon approaching the tunnel exit, Chu Zifei did not choose to leave immediately. Instead, he used his concealing cloak to hide in the darkness of the passage and observe the situation outside.

At this moment, the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect were in pairs, men and women walking side by side, holding hands, their bodies surrounded by strange red and blue light. These disciples were performing the Hidden Moon Sect's unique secret technique, the "Yin-Yang Traction Technique".

Above the swamp, Nangong Wan's natal magic weapon, the Vermilion Bird Ring, grew enormous and was hovering in mid-air, rotating on its own.

As she cast a spell, hundreds of high-temperature fireballs instantly condensed within the inner circle of the Vermilion Bird Ring.

"fall!"

Nangong Wan gave a soft shout and urged another spell.

Fireballs rained down from the sky, transforming into an endless sea of ​​fire that threatened to engulf and burn the entire swamp.

Just as the sea of ​​fire was about to subside, the black dragon revealed its true form from the swamp. With a raised head, a jet of black water as thick as a bowl shot out and crashed into the sea of ​​fire!

When water and fire collide, a large cloud of water vapor rises, and the scorching sea of ​​fire is actually blocked by this column of black water.

On the swamp, the great battle reached a complete stalemate. Around the White Jade Pavilion, disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect took turns attacking, unleashing a barrage of spells and magical artifacts to bombard the Ink Dragon's body.

Meanwhile, Nangong Wan, on her own, activated the Vermilion Bird Ring to trap the Ink Dragon, preventing it from retaliating.

If they persevere, the outcome will be clear. Mo Jiao is severely injured and his defeat is imminent. It is a foregone conclusion that the Hidden Moon Sect will kill Mo Jiao.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred. The Mo Jiao, which had been severely injured and was on the verge of death, became completely enraged. In this critical moment, it actually molted and evolved during the fierce battle, breaking free from the restraints of the Vermilion Bird Ring.

After its transformation, the black dragon was pure white, its injuries healed, and its body grew from three or four zhang to a massive five or six zhang.

The once ordinary triangular dragon head now sprouted a jet-black horn, with wisps of lightning crackling across it. A pair of snow-white claws, sharp and chilling, had also appeared beneath its belly. Its aura was more than twice as powerful as before.