After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

Some traveled in groups of three or five, riding their swords at breakneck speed, their faces grave.

Some are solitary, yet possess a sharp aura and wary eyes.

Some even rode on spirit beasts, dragging their baggage, and marched in a grand procession toward the same direction.

Lin Fengmian frowned slightly, secretly on guard.

Such commotion is anything but ordinary. Could it be... that something major is about to happen again?

He slowed down and landed on a mountaintop, gazing into the distance.

The clouds on the horizon churned, with a faint, strange light swirling around them, and that direction was not far from the Black Cloud Abyss.

"interesting."

Lin Fengmian's lips curled into a cold smile.

No matter what changes may occur, he is determined to take Li Tianjue's life.

Along the way, Lin Fengmian rode his sword, the wind whistling past his ears and the mountains and rivers rushing past beneath his feet.

He also listened in and overheard many cultivators discussing the matter.

What secret realms and caves have emerged, what treasures have soared into the sky, what spiritual veins have been revived, what ancient treasures have been preserved?

Lin Fengmian understood: the spiritual energy of the desolate land was recovering, and both opportunities and dangers were beginning to surface.

However, he did not intend to cause any trouble. His goal was clear: to head straight for Black Cloud Abyss.

The closer you get to Black Cloud Abyss, the more treacherous the surrounding environment becomes.

The spiritual energy was permeated with an inescapable aura of malevolence, and even the wind carried a damp, cold, and fishy smell.

The surrounding vegetation was mostly shade-loving spiritual herbs, with a dark color and a faint glow between the veins of the leaves. From a distance, it looked eerie, and ordinary cultivators would avoid it at all costs.

Further on, the number of people gradually decreased.

However, Lin Fengmian's gaze suddenly stopped above this desolate mountain range.

A familiar figure appeared not far ahead.

The direction that person flew in was the same as his: Black Cloud Abyss.

She wore a simple light blue casual outfit, her face veiled, yet her figure was exquisite and graceful, her aura as cool and aloof as the moon, standing tall and elegant.

At a glance, Lin Fengmian recognized her—it was Lin Peishan, the prefect of Qingyang City.

Moreover, judging from his aura, he has clearly broken through. However, his aura is not yet stable, indicating that he has only recently broken through.

"That's interesting."

Lin Fengmian stroked his chin, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he concealed his aura, increased the distance between them, and hung behind her unhurriedly, wanting to see what the prefect was up to.

Following her closely, I finally learned the truth from her whispered words.

"Father, Mother... Peishan has broken through to the next level and has no more worries. Today I will go and seek justice for you!"

Ten years of blood feud, Li Tianjue, Xuan Yin Sect! This feud must be settled!

Lin Fengmian immediately understood.

It turns out that Lin Peishan's parents and family members were tragically killed by Li Tianjue, an elder of the Xuan Yin Sect.

She concealed her identity, diligently cultivated her skills, and entered the Phoenix Cry Kingdom for training. From an unknown figure, she rose step by step to become the head of a prefecture.

Yet she never forgot the blood feud etched in her heart. Now that she has broken through to the next level, she can't wait to take revenge.

What truly made her decide was what happened yesterday.

She witnessed Lin Fengmian swiftly and decisively destroy the two enemies who came to his door.

That swift and decisive approach of seeking revenge, repaying kindness with blood, rekindled her desire for vengeance.

With her mind at ease, she effortlessly broke through the bottleneck that had held her back for years, successfully entering the late stage of Core Formation.

After her cultivation level increased significantly, Lin Peishan knew that if she didn't avenge this grudge, she would never be able to make any further progress in her cultivation in this lifetime.

So she temporarily entrusted the affairs of the prefect to her confidant and came to Black Cloud Abyss alone to avenge her parents and clansmen.

Years ago, she heard that Li Tianjue was merely a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, and that he had been suppressed by the righteous path and was already in decline.

Now is the perfect opportunity for revenge.

After learning the whole story, Lin Fengmian couldn't help but click his tongue.

"She is indeed a strong woman who is gentle on the outside but firm on the inside, and who clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment... Just as I was, she is here to seek revenge."

Lin Fengmian, who was secretly observing, had a much higher opinion of Lin Peishan.

Before long, the two arrived one after the other at a desolate and silent valley shrouded in thick black fog, where almost nothing could be seen.

Strange cries could be heard from the valley every now and then, and runes flowed on the surface of the mountain walls, clearly indicating that some kind of protective formation had been set up.

This place is the lair of the Xuan Yin Sect, located in the Misty Valley deep within the Black Cloud Abyss.

Lin Peishan stopped outside the valley, holding a long sword as clear as autumn water.

Her gaze, hidden beneath the veil, was like tempered ice, as she cast a deep look at the hellish abyss that had devoured her parents' lives.

As his fingertips brushed against the cold hilt of the sword, images of his parents' blurry smiles and Li Tianjue's ferocious face flashed through his mind.

There was no hesitation, no way back.

Her late-stage Golden Core spiritual pressure erupted without reservation, directly charging into the valley!

"Remnant of the Xuan Yin Sect! Li Tianjue! Come out and face your death!"

A clear shout echoed through the valley, instantly shattering the deathly silence.

A commotion erupted within the valley, with figures moving about, shouts mingling, and magical lights flashing. However, Lin Peishan, possessing late-stage Golden Core cultivation, unleashed her full power, her sword light like a rainbow, incomparably sharp and fierce.

Ordinary Xuan Yin Sect disciples could hardly withstand it, and several of them died and fell to the ground in an instant.

She charged deeper and deeper into the valley, her goal clear.

Lin Fengmian, hidden in the shadows on the outskirts, probed out with his divine sense and smiled helplessly.

"Gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, decisive in killing, quite a fierce woman. Fine, since we share the same goal, I'll let you strike first to vent your anger."

He was happy to have some peace and quiet, and could just watch how this beautiful prefect handled things.

The area outside Lost Valley was instantly a scene of utter devastation.

Lin Peishan swept through the enemy lines with unstoppable force, cutting down everything in her path without holding back. She knew these people were heinous criminals.

But soon, the Xuan Yin Sect's damaged protective formation activated on its own.

A billowing black mist transformed into countless grotesque ghostly figures, trapping Lin Peishan in the center. Though incomplete, the formation was insidious and bizarre, specifically designed to erode spiritual power and disrupt the mind and soul.

"Who dares to cause trouble at my Xuan Yin Sect!"

A chilling shout rang out, and a gaunt-faced man in black robes with sinister eyes flew out of the cave at the bottom of the valley. It was none other than Li Tianjue, the sect master of the Xuan Yin Sect.

Seeing Lin Peishan's beautiful and charming appearance, her impressive cultivation, and the fact that she still had the strength to struggle even while trapped in the formation, a glint of greed flashed in his eyes:

"Tsk tsk, late stage of Golden Core, and your primordial yin is still intact? You're truly an excellent furnace delivered right to my doorstep! Once I capture you and drain your essence, perhaps I can use this to break through to the late stage!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Peishan's pretty face turned deathly pale with anger, and the hatred in her eyes almost materialized. She desperately channeled her spiritual power, and her sword danced wildly.

However, they were unable to break free from the formation's constraints, and their spiritual energy was being depleted, putting them in a precarious situation.

Li Tianjue chuckled and activated the formation, making the black mist and ghostly figures even more rampant.

"You can't escape. Anyone who enters this formation will be worn down to death! Hahaha!"