Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

As the black smoke continued to disintegrate, the surrounding space began to vibrate violently, as if it had become extremely unstable.

Anle suddenly realized: "The node of the relic space, apart from the altar, is the existence of the Ghost Lord himself?"

"No wonder there aren't any guards around that altar."

This means that once Ghost Lord dies, this space will gradually collapse.

But at this moment, Anle felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, his hair stood on end and his scalp felt numb.

He turned his head to look to his side, and saw several clear cracks appearing in the invisible space, and they were expanding rapidly. Some dark colors could be vaguely seen in the depths of the cracks, revealing an extremely ominous meaning.

It is obvious that after this space is broken, they will never be able to return to the Yuntian Realm so smoothly!

“Hahahaha…if I die, you will be buried with the Luohun Sect!”

The Ghost Lord's consciousness, which was about to dissipate, also noticed this and let out a crazy laugh.

The laughter spread throughout the ruins.

The evil spirits and monks on the ground stopped fighting at the same time, looked up at the sky in confusion.

A ghost general couldn't believe it: "Ghost Lord, you lost?"

"how is this possible?"

All rational evil spirits had similar thoughts. How could the Ghost Lord, who was so powerful and could easily suppress them, die at the hands of a human monk?

What followed was a great fear.

"It's over... It's all over..."

Once this relic space collapses, there will be no chance of survival for them who are inside it.

Many monks also realized this and showed expressions of confusion and despair.

They clearly risked their lives and went to such an extent, so why did the outcome seem to remain unchanged?

Anle didn't fall into despair. He still wanted to do something, but his physical condition was too bad. He was powerless, so even he couldn't help but think: "Am I really going to die here this time?"

The next moment, he noticed something and turned to look at a crack.

Suddenly, a hand as smooth as jade stretched out from there.

It seemed insignificant, but in the blink of an eye, it quickly expanded and turned into a giant palm that covered the sky and enveloped the entire sky.

In front of this giant palm, all the people and evil spirits present felt extremely insignificant.

Seeing this, Anle realized: "It's not that the palm has grown bigger, but... we, and even this world, have shrunk."

This kind of magic is beyond his understanding!

Soon, the dark cracks that had been constantly appearing before disappeared like burst bubbles, and the ruins space stabilized in a way that ordinary people could hardly imagine.

"No! Impossible!!!"

In the small cloud of black smoke that was left, the remaining consciousness of Ghost Lord howled angrily: "How could the remains of my Luohun Sect be..."

"Ah……"

From high in the sky, an old man chuckled: "A mere Luo Hun, what's the point of talking about it?"

The huge palm suddenly turned over, and the world fell down with it, and an exaggerated wave of spiritual power swept across.

The whole world seemed to be refreshed, as if in just a moment, all the strange sights in the Luohun Sect ruins disappeared.

Horrible evil spirits, strange statues of gods, ruins of relics... they are like statues built of sand, which will dissipate into ashes when the wind blows.

However, many monks were unharmed, and some even felt as if their bodies were bathed in refreshing water, with traces of spiritual energy healing their injuries.

Everyone was distracted and found that the sky had become bright again, the scorching sun was hanging in the sky, and the ground under their feet had become familiar. They had actually returned to the Yuntian Realm.

Not far away, stood an old man with an immortal look, it was Yang Rongzi.

If it weren't for the fact that the wounds on their bodies were still aching, people would probably think that everything they had experienced before was just a terrible nightmare.

Anle's body, which had been holding on tightly, finally reached its limit and he fell into coma the moment he returned to Yuntian Territory.

"Fellow Daoist An!"

"Brother An, are you okay?"

"I'll hold him up, give him some healing pills!"

Bai Xianyou, Gu Qiuting, Hu Chunsheng, Qian Bing and others all hurriedly surrounded him, their attitudes extremely concerned. That gesture could not be faked, it was all from the heart.

Seeing this, Yang Rongzi couldn't help showing a bit of surprise on his face: "This is... the ghost-faced man? What on earth did he do to make others treat him like this?"

******

I don't know how long I was in this coma.

Anle woke up slowly, he opened his eyes a little dazedly, there was an unfamiliar wall panel above his head, it could be seen that this was a spacious and luxurious room, the bed under him was extremely soft.

"Fellow Daoist An!"

"Brother An, you're awake!"

Two women's voices came from beside him, and a fragrant breeze blew in his face. Anle looked carefully and saw Gu Qiutong and Qian Bing sitting on both sides of the bed.

He subconsciously wanted to close his eyes and pretend that he was not awake, but after thinking it over, he held back.

Anle asked, "What time is it now? Where is this place?"

As soon as he spoke, he unexpectedly discovered that except for his hoarse voice, the injuries in his body had basically healed, and there was an extraordinary medicinal power lingering around, nourishing and repairing his internal organs.

"It's been three days since we left the ruins. We are in the main city of Yuntian Sect."

Gu Qiutong rushed to answer, and as she spoke, her slender, white and tender little hand took the initiative to grab Anle's wrist: "How do you feel now? Let me feel your pulse again."

"I am no longer in danger, but the three days... the trial at Taixu Palace..."

"It's over."

Qian Bing glanced at Gu Qiutong's actions. He was eager to try, but he couldn't find a suitable reason, so he had to give up. He explained to Anle what had happened during this period of time.

Through the two women's explanations, Anle quickly learned about the recent situation.

It turned out that the trial of Taixu Palace was terminated early.

This has nothing to do with the ruins of Luohun Sect. The main reason is that Taixu Palace and Datai Divine Dynasty have gone to war!

As the saying goes, sit and watch the rise and fall of the ages, the Four Saints, Six Palaces and Two Divine Dynasties.

Taixu Palace is one of the six palaces, and Datai Divine Dynasty is one of the divine dynasties.

They are all top forces of the human race. They had feuds with each other a long time ago, but the conflict just happened to break out recently.

Taixu Palace immediately suspended the disciple-recruiting trials in several areas under its jurisdiction and recalled a large number of Divine Transformation elders, including the previously blind Mo Xin.

You must know that Yuntian Sect is just a trial site of Taixu Palace. There are several trial areas of similar scale in the territory of Taixu Palace, and the number of people involved is really not a small number. It is normal for Taixu Palace to make such a decision as the war is approaching.

In fact, Yang Rongzi should have left, but for some special reasons he stayed and happened to rescue Anle and others.

"I see……"

Anle sighed, frowned, and felt unusually confused.

Doesn’t this mean that all their previous efforts have been in vain?

When will I see Su Dai next time?

As if seeing through Anle's worries, Gu Qiutong explained, "Although the trial has been terminated, Senior Yang Rong said that the situation is special this time, and we can make an exception and recruit some disciples."

"Brother An, you don't have to worry. If you can't join the sect, then others will be even less qualified."

Gan Bing also echoed, "Yes, yes, you are now a famous person in Yuntian Territory."

She added, "By the way, you've been lying down for so long, you must be hungry, right? I'll have someone bring you some food."

"Why don't you let me feed you?"

"Dry Ice Fairy, let me do this."

"How can this be so embarrassing? I'll do it!"

The two women were talking to each other, and the air was filled with tension.

At this moment, the door was pushed open with a bang, and a strong male voice like an iron tower came out: "Brother An, I heard that you woke up..."

The person who came was Xiong Batian. He had thick skin and his injuries had basically healed. However, seeing the two women and one man in the room, he felt a little embarrassed and said hesitantly, "Did I... come at the wrong time?"

Behind him, Hu Chunsheng hurriedly caught up and apologized: "Friend An, we were reckless, you guys continue."

Not long after, Yun Wuhen also arrived with Yun Yan. His face was a little pale, but his temperament was no weaker than others. He was muttering something like "the top of the immortals..."

Yun Wuhen's injuries were actually the most serious among everyone. The infection of that divinity almost completely ruined his path. Fortunately, he was rescued in time and no serious consequences were caused.

He stared at Anle quietly, wondering when he could learn a few words from the other person that would help him show his divine power in front of others.

Although the atmosphere was a bit weird, Anle felt much better when he saw that his comrades who had fought side by side with him were still alive.

******

at the same time.

In the white jade cave in mid-air.

"Have you checked everything?"

Yang Rongzi sat in the first seat and asked Hezhou, the Nascent Soul disciple in front of him.

Hezhou's face was no longer relaxed as usual, and he looked extremely serious: "Yes, it is basically certain that Li Linfeng used a magic weapon to hide the unusual movement in the Tianyun Mountains."

"Li Linfeng, it's really him."

Yang Rongzi had a blank expression on his face, as if he had expected this.

This person was also the supervisor of this trial and was responsible for the area near the Tianyun Mountains. However, when the Luohun ruins appeared, he not only failed to report it in time, but also concealed it.

Yang Rongzi asked again: "Which elder of the Divine Transformation Realm owns that magic weapon?"

Hezhou's back was covered in cold sweat. How could a mere Nascent Soul like him get involved in such intrigues among the gods?

But he had no choice now but to whisper a name.

Yang Rongzi finally showed some surprise on his face, but more of it was regret and disappointment: "Even he... has fallen to that side?"

No matter what kind of force it is, it is impossible for the internal structure to be completely united, especially for the Taixu Palace which has existed for thousands of years. Some conflicts are almost impossible to be resolved.

At this time, a faint shadow emerged in the cave.

This is a wisp of Mo Xin's spirit. When he reaches the state of transformation, he can communicate with the gods with a single thought. This is not just talk.

Mo Xin's smile was cold: "Their hands are stretched too far."

"I'm afraid even starting this war was part of their plan. Otherwise, how could there be such a coincidence?"

"Kill him."

Yang Rongzi nodded and spread out a scroll in his hand. He first wrote the name "Li Linfeng", and then he gently waved his fingertips, and a streak of blood passed by. His name seemed to have splashed blood, dyeing a small area on the scroll red, and then faded away in an instant.

Hezhou was horrified as he knew that a cultivator with the same strength as himself had died so easily.

This is the transformation of the spirit!

"You should know what to do today."

Yang Rongzi glanced at Hezhou calmly, causing him to exclaim repeatedly: "I know! I know!"

After Hezhou left, Mo Xin put on his usual gentle smile again and asked with interest, "Have you seen the flashback scene in the Luohun Ruins?"

"Now, what do you think of the Ghost Face Man?"

As divine cultivators, they can use magic to trace back events that happened in the past period of time. The two of them wanted to use this method to decide the number of people who can join Taixu Palace.

When this topic was mentioned, Yang Rongzi's face rarely turned red, but he still spoke objectively.

"It is my fault."

"The performance of the Ghost-Faced Man has indeed far exceeded my expectations. His character, strength, and methods are all the best among everyone."

To be honest, some of Anle’s actions in the ruins even made Yang Rongzi secretly frightened.

When he was building his foundation, he would definitely not be able to do such a thing.

Despite this, Yang Rongzi still said stubbornly: "But there is one thing, I still stick to my previous opinion, his aura is too complicated and his potential is limited."

"If you just have this kind of mentality, your future achievements will not be too bad."