With three supreme masters, they were invincible upon descending the mountain.

"If size is your advantage, then you've already lost."

Ye Yaocheng's voice was icy, and his whole body burst with golden light.

Before he finished speaking, he moved!

His figure transformed into a golden meteor, hurtling straight towards the main trunk of the giant plant!

His right fist clenched tightly, the power of the Nine-Patterned Golden Elixir gathering at the tip of his fist!

This punch could shatter a mountain!

The giant plant seemed to sense a threat.

Countless vines grew wildly, intertwining to form a thick shield wall in front of the main trunk!

"boom!!!"

The golden fist slammed into the shield wall, creating a deafening explosion!

The vine shield wall collapsed instantly, breaking apart inch by inch!

The giant plant let out a painful roar, and countless broken vines fell from the sky.

Ye Yaocheng's expression turned serious as he looked at the fallen vines.

He used 80% of his strength in that punch, yet he only managed to shatter one layer of vines.

It seems this thing is more troublesome than I imagined.

Although he felt the pressure, he didn't stop.

At times like these, one should press on with unwavering determination; any hesitation will inevitably lead to defeat.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Fists rained down!

Each attack took away a large amount of vines.

Ye Yaocheng fought faster and faster, trying to suppress his opponent's regenerative ability with speed.

His only goal was to rush to the main force and kill it with one blow!

Straight to the heart of the enemy!

Thirty meters.

Twenty meters.

Ten meters!

Just as they were about to reach the main trunk, a sudden change occurred!

The severed vines suddenly began to writhe wildly at the broken ends!

New vines are growing at a rate visible to the naked eye!

Moreover, this is not defense, it's encirclement!

Countless vines surged in from all directions, like a giant net, trapping Ye Yaocheng in the middle!

"not good!"

Ye Yaocheng's expression changed.

We've fallen for their trap!

This thing isn't a passive defense at all; it's luring the enemy in deep!

"Whoosh!"

A burst of golden light erupted as Ye Yaocheng used all his strength to try and break free.

But it was too late.

The vines were too many, too dense, surging in like a tide.

Before long, his body was covered with many vines.

Moreover, these vines grow so fast that as soon as he smashes one, another one grows back.

In just three seconds, Ye Yaocheng was completely trapped.

The vines wrapped around it layer by layer, like a giant cocoon.

Inside the cocoon, Ye Yaocheng's breathing grew heavier and heavier.

The vines are contracting, and with each inch they contract, the pressure increases.

His golden light was dimming, and his strength was waning.

Consciousness began to blur.

"Is this... the limit?"

Ye Yaocheng gave a wry smile.

He had to admit that this was the strongest opponent he had encountered since he came down the mountain.

This is also the first time so far that he has been put in a difficult position.

What frustrated him most was that it wasn't a matter of overwhelming strength, but rather the feeling of being utterly invincible, a profound sense of powerlessness.

If you smash a hundred of its vines, it can grow a hundred and one more.

If you rush forward ten meters, it can force you back twenty meters.

How do I play?

Ye Yaocheng's mind flashed back to Wang Shiyu's empty eyes:

"Could it be... that coming to this secret realm was truly a mistake?"

Despair surged up from the depths of his heart like an icy tide, threatening to drown him.

The core area of ​​the secret realm.

Nine enormous chains rattled and clattered; it was unimaginable that such massive chains were merely used to restrain a dark figure.

A screen of light floated in front of the enormous black shadow.

The screen displayed the image of Ye Yaocheng being trapped.

Wisps of black mist began to appear on the surface of the vines.

That's when negative emotions are born.

Despair, helplessness, self-doubt.

"Tsk tsk."

The shadowy figure chuckled, its voice filled with mockery: "This is the person you've been waiting for?"

He turned his head and looked towards the corner.

There, Huijiang sat cross-legged, his body radiating a faint Buddhist light, yet he persisted.

Although there was blood at the corner of his mouth, his face remained completely calm, as if the scene on the screen had no effect on him.

The shadowy figure said mockingly, "I must say, you've managed to keep me trapped for so long, you're truly impressive. I must admit you deserve my praise."

"But this kid you've got your eye on... doesn't seem to be up to the task."

Huijiang didn't speak, but simply put his hands together and continued chanting.

"What are you pretending for?"

The shadowy figure's eyes turned cold: "Once this brat is completely devoured, his despair, combined with the emotions of those people, will be enough for me to break through the seal."

He licked his lips, stared at Huijiang, and grinned menacingly: "When the time comes, I'll be the first to devour you."

Huijiang finally looked up and glanced at the dark figure.

A smile appeared on his calm face, but it wasn't a mockery.

It was a calm, confident smile.

"Amitabha."

He murmured, "My benefactor, you are attached to appearances."

After speaking, he lowered his head again and continued chanting, as if everything was under his control.

The shadowy figure froze.

How could he still laugh at a time like this?

"good!"

The shadowy figure laughed angrily: "Then just wait and see!"

"Let's see if you're still laughing after that kid's completely dead!"

"It would be really interesting if you, this enlightened monk, also developed those negative emotions, hehehe."

He stared intently at the light screen.

Huijiang also glanced at the light screen, looking at the cocoon wrapped in vines.

A slight smile played at the corners of his lips.

He thought to himself, "Shouldn't I give it my all?"

"Benefactor Ye."

Inside the cocoon, Ye Yaocheng's consciousness was lost in a vast white space.

There are no vines here, and no pressure.

Only the images flow.

Images flashed before my eyes.

There was a time when he was playfully fighting with Wang Shiyu, and she pulled his ear.

There's a teasing Ji Mingyue; look how her face turns red.

There was that night when I was intimately entwined with Lin Qingxue under the moonlight.

These images appeared like a revolving lantern, then quickly disappeared.

He let out a soft "hmm" and stopped looking at a picture.

There was a mountain, and in front of it were three old men.

He was kneeling on the ground, performing the apprenticeship ceremony.

The three masters had smiles on their faces.

"I'm sorry, my three masters, I've let you down."

Ye Yaocheng looked at the screen, his eyes reddening, and he lowered his head, filled with remorse:

"The Supreme Bone has not been found, the origin has not been restored, and now I have to die here. I have failed my three masters in their cultivation."

He bowed deeply to the screen.

With apologies and farewell.

Just then, the master in the picture suddenly turned his head and looked at him.

It's not about looking at him in the past, but at him now!

"My disciple."

The master's voice, calm and steady, seemed to transcend time and space: "Never lose sight of your true self."

Ye Yaocheng was startled.

The master's voice continued:

"You've been down the mountain for so long, why haven't you used any of the skills we taught you?"

"Have you forgotten?"

boom--!

These words exploded in Ye Yaocheng's mind like a thunderclap!

Forgot?

How could I forget!

He dared not forget a single word of what his three masters had taught him!

He just...

Ye Yaocheng suddenly froze.

Yes, why not use it?

He came up with a brilliant technique: the Northern Darkness Divine Art!

Master said: This skill can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and can also forcibly absorb the true energy of others into one's own body, turning all things into one's own use!

It can be said that his ability to possess unparalleled strength in the entire Linjiang region as soon as he descended the mountain is largely due to the Northern Darkness Divine Art.

Unfortunately, his original source began to deplete when he was sixteen, and the power absorbed by the Northern Darkness Divine Art could not replenish his original source, so it could only be transformed into true qi.

In addition, due to the loss of his original essence, his cultivation level improved slowly, and over time, he stopped practicing this divine skill.

The master's voice carried immense power: "If not now, when?!"

Ye Yaocheng's eyes suddenly lit up, like torches lit in the darkness!

"I see!"

He bowed deeply to the screen: "Thank you for your guidance, Master!"

The master nodded, turned around, and walked away, leaving behind only his back.

The image shattered, and consciousness returned.

Inside the cocoon, Ye Yaocheng opened his eyes, and the golden light shone brightly again!

It wasn't the golden light from before; it was a golden light as deep as the starry sky!

"Buzz!"

The Northern Darkness Divine Art was activated, and the Nine-Patterned Golden Core in his dantian spun wildly!

A terrifying suction force erupted from Ye Yaocheng!

"Pfft pfft pfft!"

The vines that were wrapped around my body began to tremble, and then quickly withered away!

The life force inside was like being pumped out by a water pump, surging wildly into Ye Yaocheng's body!

It doesn't transform into true energy; it directly absorbs it!

Outside the cocoon, the giant plant, which had been relaxed, suddenly trembled.

It sensed something was wrong.

The temperature of the cocoon enveloping Ye Yaocheng was rising.

No, it's not temperature.

It's life force being lost at an alarming rate!

The giant plant was startled and tried to loosen its vines.

But it was too late!

"Snap!"

As the sound rang out, a crack appeared in the cocoon!

Golden light shone out from the crack!

"Snap! Snap! Snap!"

The cracks are multiplying!

The golden light grew ever brighter!

Finally, with a loud bang, the cocoon was completely blown open!

Amidst the golden light, Ye Yaocheng slowly landed, his feet treading on the void.

His clothes were somewhat torn, but his eyes were sharp as knives!

He looked at the trembling giant plant before him, and a slow smile appeared on his lips.

That smile contained confidence, murderous intent, and a hint of mockery.

He pointed at the giant plant and said calmly, "Your time to turn bad has come."