The Great Ruler wanted to lie down but was thrown into the Spirit Road.

Yun Mo sat cross-legged inside a cave, slowly opening his eyes.

"I always said that this kind of physical training suits me best. It doesn't require self-harm, there's no pain, and it's very comfortable."

He stood up, and his bones cracked and popped, a sound that was both crisp and somewhat pleasant.

"It's a bit of a pity. I thought I could use the Night Honey to push my physical body to a higher level, but I didn't expect that the Night Honey that underwent a qualitative change would actually lean towards cultivation and healing, while the body tempering aspect would be weakened a lot. It should be related to the spiritual herbs collected by those bee swarms or the body tempering techniques."

If there were a better body-tempering technique… well, let nature take its course. Maybe I can find it here. Besides, even without a breakthrough, I should be able to travel freely in this ancestral land of the Witch Clan.”

Yun Mo stepped out of the cave and walked over to Wen Qingxuan and Wu Ling, who were already waiting there.

"So, how was your harvest?"

"It's a pity that the time was too short. If this world weren't suppressed by the Divine Competition Law, I estimate I would have already broken through to the Divine Soul Realm." Wu Ling looked at the dim world and sighed.

"It's alright, just accumulate experience and then unleash it. What about you?" Yun Mo looked Wen Qingxuan up and down and smiled.

Wen Qingxuan shook her head. "Same as before, limited improvement."

"I'm just like you guys now!"

A cheerful voice rang out, and Wu Yingying appeared in front of the three of them.

Yun Mo looked her over and indeed found that her blood and qi were much stronger. It seemed that Yao Ye Mi had pushed her forward a lot. Not only had her cultivation level reached the Spirit Wheel Realm, but her physical strength had also improved.

"What are you looking at? Believe me or not, I'll punch you away. And you better remember, I have a share of what's in this storage ring."

"Hmph, let's talk when you can withstand one of my sword strikes." Yun Mo glanced at her disdainfully. A mere person who had just reached the Spirit Wheel Realm dared to try and share the treasure with him?

"Just one sword strike... Hey! What do you mean? Are you looking down on me?" Wu Yingying wanted to roll up her sleeves, but when she recalled the sword strike he had used against the Netherworld Beast, she suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

She had not forgotten the fate of that Netherworld Beast; in an instant, its entire body decayed and withered, its life force extinguished.

It could almost be said that he killed a level seven spirit beast with a single sword strike.

Now that he has recovered to the Spirit Wheel Realm, who knows how powerful that sword strike will become?

Yun Mo ignored her and said to Wen Qingxuan and the other woman, "Let's go. It's time to go and see the central palace complex. Hopefully, we can find something interesting."

Wu Ling put his hands behind his head and said, "It would be best if I could see the body-tempering techniques of the Wu Clan. That would make the trip truly worthwhile."

"Why don't you mention that you can also obtain the supreme Dharma body of the Witch Clan?"

In ancient times, the supreme Dharma body of the Wu tribe, the "Primordial Heavenly Demon Body", was recognized by the entire world as a super Dharma body. Among the ninety-nine supreme Dharma bodies, it ranked eighteenth and was the only super Dharma body that relied solely on physical strength.

However, with the complete loss of the Heavenly Demon Body technique, this super avatar was eventually removed from the rankings.

Extreme brutality is its defining characteristic. For those relatively fragile Dharma bodies, once it gets close, it can almost always destroy them with just one punch.

The reason why more than ten supreme experts of the Witch Clan once dominated the heavens was largely because their supreme avatars were too powerful. When they stood in the vast world, they were like supreme demonic shadows, suppressing all things in the world.

"As for that, I think we should forget about it. We should have something more practical to do than just dream." Wu Ling chuckled and followed Yun Mo's steps.

"If you're already dreaming, why not dream big? What are you even dreaming about?" Wu Yingying complained and followed after them.

……

After a long while, the four of them arrived at the outer perimeter of the palace complex. After exploring the area, they found nothing of interest; the ground was covered in dust, and even traces of medicinal herbs were scarce.

They wanted to enter the palace complex, but were blocked by a stone gate. They tried to use the wind, but the palace complex was surrounded by a field of influence.

"This is infuriating! Why is the ancestral land of the Witch Clan right in front of us, but we just can't get in?"

Wu Ling tried to smash the door with his battle staff, but even when he used all his strength, the stone door remained as solid as a rock and did not budge.

"Does it require a special method? But there's no keyhole here?"

"Given the strength of the Witch Clan, perhaps the real reason is simply that we are not strong enough." Yun Mo gently stroked the stone door, the patterns on it were quite ordinary.

"Shall we all try it together?" Wen Qingxuan asked Yun Mo.

"Then let's give it a try!"

The four stood in their respective positions, and spiritual energy flowed through their meridians, gradually spreading outwards.

Yun Mo held a soft sword, its blade gleaming with light, leaving sword marks all around him. His eyes began to blur, as if the mysteries of time were contained within them. When his gaze was fixed on the soft sword, the blade instantly merged with time, causing it to evolve into the vicissitudes of life.

Wen Qingxuan held the spear in her jade-like hand, pointing it at the stone gate. A clear phoenix cry seemed to emanate from her body, resounding throughout the heavens and earth, further enhancing her power.

Wu Ling, on the other hand, displayed domineering power. It was hard to imagine that a person with a delicate appearance could have such explosive spiritual power. His battle staff produced a shadow that transformed into a black dragon, and a giant ape appeared behind him, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Compared to the previous three, Wu Yingying was somewhat weaker, but she still had her own unique qualities. Her spirit and energy had reached their peak, concentrated in her longbow and arrows, causing the bowstring to tremble, as if she could pierce through the stone gate with just a command from Yun Mo.

But just as the group was about to make their move, Yun Mo's expression froze, and then his brows furrowed.

He shouted, "Stop! Back off, hide right now, quick!"

"Cough cough..."

Wu Ling almost suffocated himself by holding his breath. His power had reached its peak at that moment, and now he was going to stop?

Even Wen Qingxuan and Wu Yingying experienced a sudden pause in their momentum, almost suffering a backlash of spiritual energy that injured them.

"What are you doing!" Wu Yingying was about to ask Yun Mo when she saw him rushing away.

Yun Mo pushed his movement technique to its limit. In the midst of his flashing movement, he kicked Wu Ling in the buttocks, sending him flying into the shadows. He covered Wu Ling with a black cloth to conceal him, while he himself pulled Wen Qingxuan and Wu Yingying to hide in a corner not far from the stone gate. He then made hand seals and concealed himself in the space.

The two women were somewhat taken aback by this sudden action, but they also sensed Yun Mo's nervousness and chose to hold their breath and concentrate.

Just a few breaths after Yun Mo and the other three left.

Before the stone gate, a sudden black mist enveloped them, making them all sense an extremely evil aura.

As the black mist dissipated, nine figures appeared, each dressed in black robes with strange markings on their faces.

"Young Clan Master, this should be the stone gate of the Witch Clan's ancestral hall," one of them said respectfully to the figure in the center of the nine figures.

"Yuan Bian, I've said it several times already, the young clan leader should be someone else. My name is Yuan Huai now." Yuan Huai smiled slyly, patted the man's shoulder, and made him lower his head, becoming even more respectful.

"I wouldn't dare."

"Alright, the next step is to deal with this stone gate. Only by breaking this stone gate and unlocking the seal inside will our clan's Demon Emperor return. Only then can I truly and happily sit on the position of the young clan leader."

Yuan Huai suppressed his smile and waved his hand.

Seeing Yuan Huai's actions, the other eight people exchanged glances and nodded to each other.

They dispersed, occupying all directions, and then black flags appeared in their hands, which they threw into the void.

These banners stood in the void, immediately emitting beams of black light. These beams grew larger and larger, eventually coalescing into a demonic pillar.

Yuan Huai grinned, leaped into the air, and gripped the demon pillar tightly with both hands.

In that instant, a dark shadow seemed to appear behind him, its imposing aura blotting out the sky and causing ripples to spread through the space.

"broken!"

He roared in the air, unleashing a burst of evil energy, and slammed the demonic pillar in his hand against the stone gate.

The demonic pillar collided violently with the stone gate, producing a deafening explosion.

Even under such a terrifying attack, the stone gate only trembled slightly.

"I'd like to see how many blows you can withstand!" Yuan Huai's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty red light, and he roared, his power growing even stronger.

The other eight people appeared behind him at that moment, waving their hands. Strands of black energy emerged from their bodies, covering Yuan Huai's surroundings, making him seem as if he had broken through the boundaries of this world, which was extremely terrifying.

"Smash it!"

Another blow struck the stone gate, and this time, the gate trembled more violently, scattering dust everywhere.

"Boom! Boom!"

The third strike, the fourth strike... Finally, a tiny crack appeared in the stone gate.

Yun Mo looked at this scene with a solemn expression, while Wen Qingxuan and the other person beside him were even more shocked.

"who are they!"

Even though Wen Qingxuan already had a guess in her heart, it was so frightening that it made her doubt her own perception.

Yun Mo whispered, "As you can see, the extraterrestrial evil races, the thirty-two major races, and the Yuan Demon race."

His words shattered their illusions, causing their pupils to constrict and their fists to clench so tightly that they didn't even notice their nails digging into their palms.

Wu Yingying's pretty face was pale, and she asked in a dry voice, "Why would the extraterrestrial evil race appear here!"

Yun Mo did not reply, but continued to stare at the stone door.

"Boom!"

Under the ninth bombardment by Yuan Huai, the stone gate finally disintegrated and shattered completely.

"Ha...hahaha!" Yuan Huai smashed the cracked demonic pillar in his hand with a single palm strike, roaring in a fit of rage, "Follow me, our clan leader, and charge in to welcome back our Demon Emperor! I will ensure that the position of our clan leader is no longer in doubt!"

"As the clan leader commands!"

The eight men shouted loudly. As Yuan Huai's personal guards, their status would naturally rise once Yuan Huai became the young clan leader. With hope before them, how could they not be moved?

After the nine people had been inside for some time, Yun Mo reappeared with two others, and Wu Ling followed them at that moment.

The four of them stared silently at the broken palace gate.

Yun Mo looked at the three of them, a faint smile still on his face. "Let's go. No matter what their purpose is, we won't let them succeed. Besides, they're just extraterrestrial evil races."

They're just a bunch of stray dogs.