Amazing! The mighty dragon is out of prison!!

Qin Mo didn't know where this old alliance leader Su was in seclusion, so he finally decided that Wang Yuanwu would personally take him there.

Throughout the journey, Wang Yuanwu remained uneasy, his mind heavy with worry as he walked ahead of Qin Mo.

Although Qin Mo couldn't see his face, he could sense his emotions and said calmly, "Mr. Wang, there's no need to be so nervous. I'm not the kind of person who holds grudges."

"Speaking of which, Mr. Wang brought me to the Storm Alliance, so I should thank you."

Hearing this, Wang Yuanwu was not completely reassured.

However, he was also a cunning old fox who had been through thick and thin in the world of power, and when he turned around, his expression revealed nothing.

"Mr. Qin is indeed a magnanimous person; I was just being petty."

"I've spoiled Yu Yan. She's offended Mr. Qin quite a bit before, and I apologize to you on her behalf..."

Qin Mo could tell that he still hadn't let his guard down around him.

However, Qin Mo didn't care. Anyway, the words had already been spoken, and whether Wang Yuanwu believed them or not was his own business.

He thought he was worrying unnecessarily, and Qin Mo wouldn't stop him.

"Hmm." Qin Mo responded calmly, "He is indeed quite bad. If Mr. Wang has the chance, he should teach him a lesson to prevent him from causing a major disaster later."

He didn't lay a hand on Wang Yuyan because there was no need to.

He wouldn't even deign to argue with a Wang Yuyan.

Wang Yuanwu remained calm and composed, even managing to smile and say "Yes".

He led Qin Mo to a mountain gate. Although the gate was wide open and a path led directly to the top of the mountain, Wang Yuanwu stopped in his tracks.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qin, this is the most I can accompany you on your journey."

"This is the forbidden area of ​​my Wind and Rain Alliance. No one may enter without the permission of the former alliance leader."

"After all, those who are in seclusion inside are all senior members of my Wind and Rain Alliance..."

This forbidden area was actually used specifically for those old monsters to cultivate in seclusion.

In most secluded martial arts sects, there are two such old guys.

Once they reach a certain level, they no longer pursue power or status, but instead focus on cultivating within the mountain gate.

They attempted to break through the Divine Realm and become the legendary beings who could fly and escape into the earth.

Unfortunately, those who can actually achieve this only exist in rumors.

Even if it truly exists, it won't easily appear in the world.

Qin Mo couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, "So, besides that Elder Su, there are other people in the mountains?"

Wang Yuanwu paused for a moment, but didn't hide anything: "No, that's all."

"Several elders from the old alliance leader's generation passed away one after another in recent years."

"Now, only the old alliance leader is still cultivating inside."

Qin Mo had heard Su Jueyuan mention it before, back when he had a one-on-one duel with that old alliance leader. That man was already seventy years old.

Thirty years have passed, and it is not surprising that he is the only one left.

But Qin Mo heard something unusual: "So, to this day, not a single person of Su Changfeng's generation is even qualified to cultivate here?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuanwu's smile faltered, and he suddenly looked up at Qin Mo, his eyes showing surprise and a hint of shock.

Qin Mo waved his hand casually and said, "No need to be so nervous. I have no interest in prying into your secrets."

However, even if Wang Yuanwu hadn't said anything, he would have guessed it.

No wonder Su Changfeng dared to secretly join forces with the Duosang family, and no wonder that prestigious families like the Fengyu Alliance, which consider themselves superior, have started to frequently engage with the secular world in recent years.

Qin Mo had little contact with the martial arts world, but he did have some understanding of it.

In the secluded martial arts sects, these old monsters who live in seclusion and devote themselves to cultivation are actually the true treasures of the sects.

For martial arts practitioners, strength is the only true measure of success in the martial world.

These old guys are among the strongest in the martial arts world.

Qin Mo had seen it; the back mountain used for cultivation was quite majestic and vast.

Looking into the distance, you can see several man-made caves on the mountain.

Needless to say, many elderly people who had gone into seclusion to cultivate themselves must have entered this place before.

But now, only one centenarian remains.

Previously at the Sword Offering Platform, three of the eight elders had fought against Qin Mo.

Qin Mo originally thought that the three of them, who came from orthodox martial arts backgrounds, would be difficult for him to handle when they joined forces.

But after testing the waters, they discovered that even these elderly people were just empty shells.

He might scare ordinary martial artists, but he's nothing to fear in front of them.

Even the foundation of the hidden martial arts sects is being emptied, so it's no wonder that Su Changfeng is in a hurry to seek help from outside.

Although Qin Mo did not continue speaking, Wang Yuanwu could already tell what he was thinking from his knowing expression.

Wang Yuanwu said no more and stepped aside.

"Follow this path to the end, and you'll find the old leader."

"Yes, thank you for showing me the way."

Qin Mo nodded and walked away on his own.

He walked leisurely up the winding mountain path, but with each step he took, he covered a distance of four or five meters.

With his hands in his pockets, he seemed to be enjoying his own backyard garden.

After walking for about ten minutes, the dense forest around us dispersed, and the view suddenly opened up before us.

There was a quiet courtyard nestled among the mountains.

This is also a typical Chinese classical building, with white walls and green tiles, and a thick and towering ancient pine tree outside the courtyard.

Only a wooden pavilion could be vaguely seen in the courtyard, and it was so quiet that not a single insect chirping could be heard.

Those who come here for the first time will likely feel as if they have traveled back to ancient times.

Just as Qin Mo saw the courtyard, he heard the sound of a guqin.

He walked up the steps toward the quaint courtyard.

The music was clear and cold, but Qin Mo could tell that every note carried a chilling, piercing sword intent.

As he approached the courtyard, the sound of the zither lingered around him, and the sword intent grew stronger.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly: "A master."

The intangible sound of the zither is condensed into the tangible intent of the sword.

It would be impossible for anyone who is not at least a master of the Free and Unfettered Realm to do this.

Qin Mo could even sense that the owner of the zither music was likely close to breaking through to the Free and Unfettered Heaven Realm.

If an ordinary person were here, just hearing the music would make them feel uneasy.

Although the zither music was gentle, the sword intent hidden within it made people dare not move.

But Qin Mo is different.

He walked forward, hands still in his pockets, seemingly unconcerned, as he continued to ascend the stairs step by step, to the sound of the piano.

This time, however, he didn't take several steps at a time like before; he walked very slowly with each step.

And just then, the Divine King Sword on his wrist began to vibrate, as if it were worried about Qin Mo.

Qin Mo simply said calmly, "Just stay quiet, we don't need you."