Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

The mountain peaks soared into the clouds, their outlines pieced together from countless human bones of varying sizes, radiating a pale light.

The piles of bones are interspersed and scattered, like a terrifying sculpture formed by the fusion of piled-up corpses.

The human bones are of various shapes; some are broken fragments, while others are intact, as if cold corpses were frozen on the mountain peak.

The human bones on the mountain peak reflected the pale light like a mirror, like ghostly eyes flickering in the darkness.

These human bones seem to silently tell the story of death, as if recounting the mountains of corpses and seas of blood that once existed.

Looking at the three towering mountains that suddenly appeared before them, the group remained silent for a long while.

Such a sight is truly astonishing.

Of course, the most dazzling sight is the Spirit Stone Peak.

A mountain composed of vast spiritual stones for cultivation stands tall under the blue sky.

This mountain is majestic and solemn, as if it were a passage connecting the human world and the divine realm.

The mountain peak is built of spiritual stones, each stone exuding a mysterious aura, with lifelike patterns full of surging energy.

The spirit stones of different colors shimmer like gemstones; some are as blue as the sea, some as golden as the sun, and others are a vibrant, lush green.

The mountain peaks wind their way upwards, with the spiritual stones arranged in a staggered pattern, resembling a terraced field, making them appear even more mysterious and beautiful. Each step emits a mesmerizing light, making one feel as if they are in a fairyland.

The group went up one after another. Standing on the mountaintop, they could see that the entire mountain peak resembled a grand cultivation array, exuding a rich spiritual energy.

Seven-colored rays of light swirled around the mountaintop, forming a dreamlike halo, and the energy they released sparked the imagination.

Verdant fairy herbs and reddish-purple spiritual flowers grow on the mountain peaks, filling the air with fragrance. When the spiritual flowers bloom, the plants emit a unique aura, permeating the air with a fresh and magical power.

Exotic flowers and fruits are everywhere!

"These are all rare finds, we can finally have a feast."

The Taotie leaped up excitedly, ready to open its blood-red maw and devour its prey.

Snapped!

Ju Zi folded her magic umbrella and struck it down, saying, "You can't eat these things."

"Why?" Taotie was still very greedy, and waved its claws to grab a spirit stone and stuff it into its mouth.

"Because these things all belong to my young master."

The usually gentle and mild-mannered Little Orange spoke so domineeringly today, drawing stares from the others.

That tall and handsome young man was also very shameless; without saying a word, he took away the entire spirit stone mountain with a wave of his hand.

The strange flowers and fruits were all there, making the gluttonous beast bar its fangs and claws, eager to have a fair sword duel with him to decide the ownership of these rare treasures.

However, under its owner's fierce gaze, it could only droop its ears in protest, looking aggrieved.

The protest is invalid!

"I'll gladly accept both of these."

As they spoke, the man in the green robe waved his hand and took away the mountains of gold and silver, just like the young man.

"I want this!" The little loli Hei Liuli used some strange method to instantly take away the mountain of bones, leaving not a single bone fragment behind.

They moved mountains and filled seas, each displaying their unique abilities, and the mountain peaks blocking their way were instantly transformed into a flat road.

"What do you need so many bones for?"

Sword Maiden asked out of curiosity.

"I'll take it back to make my bed, is that any of your business?"

Everyone has secrets they can't tell others. Knowing when to stop, the Sword Maiden of the Nine Yin Sword Body wasn't an overly curious person to begin with, so she didn't bother to ask any more questions.

She can do whatever she wants with it, even if it's ground into ash and soaked in water, it doesn't matter, but it would be best if it choked this demon saintess to death.

They chased her all the way for no reason, and we haven't settled that score yet.

Strangely enough, ever since this little girl met the handsome and cunning Xiao Shiyi Lang, she hasn't done anything unusual.

As evening fell, the group arrived at a gloomy river.

The eerie river flowed slowly, emitting a putrid stench.

On the gray river surface floats a horrifying sight: countless skeletons and corpses!

They were broken and rotten, some of them were covered in blood.

The river seemed to have become a stage for death, filled with endless terror and sorrow. This eerie river was like a river of hell, sending chills down one's spine and making one's heart tremble.

"Rumors have it that Ji Cangjin, once the greatest martial arts master in the world, may have been a member of the Demonic Sect. Now it seems to be true."

Looking at the foul-smelling river before her, Fan Qingyi voiced her speculation.

"Young master, how do we get there now?" Ju Zi sat on his shoulder, slightly covering her nose, holding a blue embroidered parasol in her hand.

"That's naturally like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each displaying their unique abilities."

The rather cunning Xiao Shiyilang picked up a stone from the ground and threw it into the river. The stone instantly dissolved and disappeared.

This is simply a river of death!

"I'm going first, you guys keep figuring things out, hahaha..."

Taotie used the spatial power that only those at the Formless Realm could begin to grasp, tearing a rift in front of him, stepping into it and disappearing.

However, before its laughter could completely dissipate, the dark, furry, wild dog-like figure had already fallen from the sky, crashing to the ground with its head embedded in the mud.

That's how stray dogs dig.

Chapter 189 [The Little Tower Swallows the Coffin]

"I'll come first!"

The little girl, Hei Liuli, took out a phoenix feather, threw it onto the river, and with a light leap, stood on it and flew across, disappearing into the thick fog.

Sword Maiden followed closely behind, gently wielding the unfathomable crimson longsword in her hand, and flew towards the opposite bank on her sword.

"How about you give me a ride?" Fan Qingyi asked with a grin, looking at the young master of the Marquis of Destruction's Mansion beside her.

Who would have thought that Fan Qingyi, the Qingyi Prince, who could easily slaughter the other two young masters of the capital, would show weakness at such a critical moment?

Moreover, he wore an indifferent smile, still as gentle and refined as ever.

Even the spring breeze seemed less peaceful and carefree than him.

This is probably what is meant by the demeanor of a great master.

Fan Zui now finally understood why that cunning and ruthless Marquis of Destruction would entrust the management of his vast mansion to this young man in blue.

This person is indeed extraordinary and is certainly not as simple as he appears.

"Are you hiding your true abilities?"

Compared to his low-key demeanor, Fan Zui seemed more casual, getting straight to the point.

"You've really guessed wrong. Where would I have anything to hide?" Her green robes fluttered gently in the wind, her expression as sincere as a spring breeze caressing a willow.

"Why don't you give me a ride too?" Taotie finally managed to pull his head out of the ground.

It truly hadn't expected to lose its spatial power here, and suddenly suffer a great loss.

A mute person eating bitter melon has no way to express their suffering.

"That's great, I'll give you a ride first."

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting its rays onto the blood-red river.

Fan Zui stood on this side of the river, grabbed the Taotie in his hand, and forcefully raised his arm, throwing it high into the air towards the opposite bank.

It drew a beautiful arc in the air, like a free bird spreading its wings and soaring.

For a moment, the atmosphere seemed to freeze, and Fan Qingyi was speechless.

Finally, the Taotie landed gently on the opposite bank, its head plunging into the mud.

Seeing the figure retract the hand gesture and turn to look at her, Fan Qingyi quickly took two steps back and waved her hand to indicate that she didn't need to see him off.

Then, Fan Qingyi calmly stepped forward and onto the river, walking nonchalantly to the other side without a trace of blood on her feet.

Calm and relaxed!

"This person is no ordinary individual!"

The little girl, Hei Liuli, put away the phoenix feather in her hand and looked down at the figure in green robes walking calmly across the river. For the first time, she admired this person in green robes who also had the surname Xiao.

The aloof, white-clad swordswoman remained silent, seemingly unmoved by anything.

The previous comment, "You're bragging," is gone forever; it's as if that sentence was never said at all.

"Xiao Shiyilang, I'm not done with you yet!" Taotie pulled himself out like a radish and roared at the other side of the river.

The dignity of a fearsome beast from the Formless Realm was completely shattered at this moment.

Doesn't it have any pride?

"Let's go too."

Upon hearing the sound, the orange instinctively tightened its grip, as if afraid of falling.