I flew on a sword at the magic academy

Shi Daohan walked forward for more than a hundred meters before he could see the complete engraving again. Unfortunately, by the time he got there, the battle was already over. The peerless immortal had used his celestial weapons to suppress the unknown entity in the crystal coffin.

Ultimately, we were unable to see the appearance of that unknown entity.

"A slender, delicate hand... that must belong to a woman, right? How can she be so powerful..."

Shi Daohan felt a chill in his heart. Saints were already the pinnacle of humanity, and immortals existed only in legends, beings beyond comprehension.

Even such a being couldn't directly kill the woman in the crystal coffin, and could only choose to suppress her, which is truly shocking.

It's a pity we didn't get to see the battle. Over a hundred long rock carvings were destroyed. Those carvings must have recorded the most exciting and memorable part of the battle, which Shi Daohan found very regrettable.

Continuing on, Shi Daohan finished looking at the last engraving left by the ancient people.

The immortal restored the devastated land to its original state, and then headed towards a majestic mountain, leaving behind only a towering and unfathomable silhouette.

Shi Daohan recognized the mountain at a glance; it was the "coffin" in the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin pattern!

After looking at the last carving, she didn't move forward, but stood there lost in thought.

In what era were these carvings made? Moreover, the Wuji Mountain in the carvings seems even more majestic and imposing, almost reaching the sky.

Shi Daohan speculated that in the endless past, this world must have been even more vast and boundless. However, due to repeated wars and calamities, the world, already riddled with holes, was re-evolved and replicated by the ancient sages with unfathomable power.

The world in ancient times and the world we live in now are no longer the same.

Of course, this is just her own conjecture, and it cannot be ruled out that the ancient people used exaggerated narrative techniques.

These were not important matters, and Shi Daohan did not dwell on them. What she wanted to know most at the moment was what that peerless immortal had done after entering Wuji Mountain.

"Is Wuji Mountain his mausoleum?"

The feng shui arrangement of "Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin" is extraordinary; only a sage can withstand it, and as an immortal, one would naturally be able to do so as well.

But then another question arises: aren't immortal beings in legends said to live as long as the heavens and be immortal and indestructible? What use would Wuji Mountain, this burial site, have?

Shi Daohan thought about it a lot, and the more he pondered, the more mysterious it seemed.

In the end, she still included that peerless immortal in the ranks of saints.

After all, immortals are too ethereal and elusive, but ancient sages were real beings.

"Whether they are immortals or saints, if I can obtain their inheritance in Wuji Mountain, it will definitely greatly increase my strength!"

Shi Daohan stood there for a long time before finally continuing forward. She was not in a hurry to get there and walked very slowly, carefully observing everything around her. However, no more carvings appeared on the surrounding rock walls, and everything that had just happened was over.

After traveling about 300 li, the soil underfoot began to become soft and moist.

Shi Daohan estimated the distance and figured he should have already crossed the tomb passage through the mountains and entered the dry riverbed connected to it.

Upon arriving here, the temperature plummeted, and the biting cold air felt like knives cutting through the skin.

However, as a cultivator, this chill was still within her tolerance range and could not stop her steps.

"Waaah..."

A cold wind howled, and shadowy figures loomed ahead. In the darkness, Shi Daohan saw a series of hazy figures, all of them undead.

Shi Daohan did not provoke them. She took out the wood-chopping knife that the old village chief had given her, held it horizontally in front of her, and walked forward as if she didn't see them.

This poorly made, rusty woodcutter's knife actually seemed to possess the power to ward off evil spirits; the spirits of the dead all retreated and did not bother Shi Daohan.

"Splash!"

After walking for more than thirty miles, Shi Daohan heard the sound of chains rattling. Not far ahead, there was a crack in the rock wall, and the cold sound of the chains rattling was coming from the crack.

Shi Daohan approached and looked inside. The crack was very deep, and the biting cold was terrifying. When it touched her skin, it felt like a struggle.

The crack was only a little over a foot long and a finger wide, and it was unclear where it connected. Faint roars and howls could be heard, accompanied by the sound of heavy iron chains breaking, as if a ferocious creature was locked inside.

Shi Daohan frowned. This was definitely not a benevolent creature; it was most likely a ferocious beast of the highest caliber, which, once released, would undoubtedly cause boundless carnage.

The ferocious creature was imprisoned and shouldn't be able to suddenly break free. She circled around it from a distance and then continued deeper into the area.

Estimating the distance, Shi Daohan felt that he was not too far from Wuji Mountain.

After traveling another six or seven miles, she saw a light at the end of the darkness ahead. It flickered like candlelight, very soft, and had a rich spiritual energy about it.

She cautiously moved forward, and soon a bright world came into view, with soft light flowing and swirling, a scene of peace and holiness.

Although it was as bright as day, visibility was very low because a hazy mist was flowing through the area, which even limited the perception of divine sense.

Shi Daohan was not blinded by this peaceful scene, for she saw dozens of skeletons.

She crouched down in the mist and examined them closely. Some of the bones were at least hundreds of thousands of years old, still as hard as iron, and shimmering with a crystalline luster, clearly belonging to powerful and invincible beings.

Shi Daohan showed no politeness and put all the bones into his storage ring. When he needed to forge spiritual weapons and magical artifacts in the future, these would be readily available top-quality materials.

She searched the area for a long time, collecting everything that could be used, before continuing her journey.

About half an hour later, she arrived at the end, where silvery-white rocks blocked her way.

"Mount Wuji!"

Shi Daohan knew that she had arrived at the bottom of Wuji Mountain, but what puzzled her was that she did not see a way to pass through.

"Where is the tomb entrance?"

Shi Daohan observed carefully for a long time and finally found a gap more than two feet long in an inconspicuous corner.

Shi Daohan silently prayed for the blessings of the ancestral master, and then stepped inside.

After walking about 300 meters, she saw a light and quickened her pace.

After she had completely passed through the narrow passage, the view suddenly opened up before her.

She arrived at a magnificent building with jade steps and a white jade gate, which was very impressive.

"We're finally inside, the Great Tomb of Wuji Mountain!"

Shi Daohan was excited, but he did not act rashly. He released his divine sense to carefully sense everything around him, and only after confirming that there was no life fluctuation here did he climb the steps.

She had a strange feeling, as if she had come to the legendary Moon Palace, where all the palaces and pavilions were made of jade, cold and quiet.

Shi Daohan took out the broken jade piece with the character "仙" (immortal) engraved on it and hung it around her waist as an ornament. It was probably a relic of the immortal. Although she didn't know what its function was, she figured it wouldn't do any harm to wear it.

She walked around the area but didn't find anything of value.

These palaces were all built with divine jade, and they looked quite extraordinary, but unfortunately, each one was empty.

Shi Daohan had considered storing a palace in his storage ring and taking it out to study it slowly, but he was unable to move it and had to give up.

Finally, she arrived at the end of the building complex, where she saw a set of jade steps leading to a deeper, more secluded cave.

Finally, at the end of the building complex, he saw a dozen or so blood-jade steps leading to a deep, dark cave.

"The Lord of Tai'an City, Jiang Yougui, entered Wuji Mountain to explore its mysteries and left behind a message as a memento!"

Shi Daohan was shocked to see such an inscription on the jade steps.

She knew Tai'an City; it was the largest and most prosperous ancient city in the desolate state.

"His surname is Jiang. There is also a Jiang family among the prominent families today. Could there be some connection between the two?" Shi Daohan muttered to himself.

These dozen or so characters are written with powerful strokes, and contain a Taoist charm.

"This is probably a Mahayana powerhouse who has surpassed the Nascent Soul stage." Shi Daohan was shocked. She touched the characters with her hand and felt that they were engravings left at least hundreds of thousands of years ago.

As she continued climbing the steps, she saw another line of writing.

"The rogue cultivator [Mu Ye] ventures into the mountains in search of immortal secrets!"

Shi Daohan was surprised. The inscription was obviously much older, at least 600,000 years ago. It was obvious that it must have been left by a powerful rogue cultivator.

Above that is another line of writing, delicate and graceful like flowing water.

— "Yang Qingning from the Celestial Academy came in search of Ge Hong. Please forgive the disturbance to the Celestial Realm."

Shi Daohan was surprised that someone from the Celestial Academy had actually been here before.

"Ge Hong...I think the ancestor of the Ge family who disobeyed ancestral teachings and entered Wuji Mountain was named Ge Hong!"

Shi Daohan was surprised. This ancestor of the Ge family seemed to have a close relationship with Yang Qingning from the Celestial Academy. In order to find him, the latter risked her life to enter Wuji Mountain.

"Yang Qingning...the saintess of the Celestial Academy 300,000 years ago?" Shi Daohan had already heard of this name. She was the saintess of the Celestial Academy, but she mysteriously disappeared later. Unexpectedly, she entered Wuji Mountain in search of the ancestors of the Ge family.

"She must be a confidante, otherwise she wouldn't have taken such a risk." Shi Daohan didn't know what became of City Lord Jiang of Tai'an City and that rogue cultivator Mu Ye, but this saintess certainly didn't leave Wuji Mountain.

Because of her disappearance, the Celestial Academy suspected that other transcendent powers and aristocratic families were plotting against her behind the scenes, almost turning the Three Thousand Dao States upside down.

"Is it really worth it to risk your future or even your life for the sake of love?" Shi Daohan sighed softly.

She had no experience of love and romance, and walked the path of ruthlessness, so she felt from the bottom of her heart that this saintess of the Celestial Academy was not worth it.

She continued walking forward and saw dozens more lines of writing, all about the secret to becoming an immortal. Some of the people had very ancient surnames and were once extraordinary noble families, but they had long since become history in the war.

Finally, Shi Daohan saw a line of engravings. The engravings were very shallow, indicating that the skill was not high and could not be compared with others.

[Ge Hong kowtows to the sacred mountain.]

This was indeed left by the ancestor of the Ge family who entered Wuji Mountain, and he was the only one who previously referred to it as the Immortal Mountain; everyone else simply called it Wuji Mountain.

"His cultivation level doesn't seem to be that high. I just hope he doesn't go too far."

Her ultimate goal for this trip was to find the legacy and secrets of the immortal. Of course, she didn't have high hopes. She would be satisfied if she could find the Dragon-Seeking Scripture brought in by the ancestors of the Ge family.

Upon seeing the inscription on the jade steps, Shi Daohan had a hunch that these people would not have a good ending; none of them would be able to leave alive, and they would all perish in this mountain.

Shi Daohan was filled with trepidation. Even those unparalleled powerhouses who dominated an era had perished here. Did she still have a chance to get out alive?

"I'll just take it one step at a time. Anyway, I'm just a spirit body that was created. In the end, I'll be transformed into a Dao Fruit and merged with the main body. Either way, I'm going to die, so I might as well take a gamble," Shi Daohan thought to himself.

"The secrets of immortality and growth are too vague and ethereal. I'll just take the most practical Dragon Seeking Manual. Brother Ge, I hope you don't go too far."

Shi Daohan felt that he still had a good chance of finding the Dragon Seeking Scripture, because the ancestor of the Ge family did not have a very high cultivation level, probably only around the mid-stage of the Void Realm.

Leaving the complex, Shi Daohan ventured deeper into Wuji Mountain. The terrain here was extremely complex, with numerous naturally formed caves that led in all directions, making it easy to lose one's way.

Shi Daohan stumbled forward, exploring with uneven steps. For some reason, she vaguely felt a strange, malevolent force beckoning her, making her unable to resist wanting to approach in a certain direction.

"Something is disturbing my mind!" Shi Daohan realized this, took out a dagger, and decisively stabbed it into his thigh, letting the pain awaken his mind.

"This is too bizarre!"

Shi Daohan was alarmed. If she lost her composure completely, she might unknowingly be led to her death.

She took out a small jade bottle, poured out a few fragrant pills, swallowed them, bandaged her wounds simply, and continued exploring.

Throughout this process, she continuously circulated her inner energy, constantly maintaining a clear mind and resisting the interference of that evil force.

At the same time, through her special physique, she also borrowed the innate phenomenon of the Jianmu tree supporting the sky from the long river of history. A hazy glow descended and enveloped her whole body, and it could be felt that the evil power had weakened a lot.

"I just hope that the ancestor of the Ge family can resist the feeling of this evil power. If he is summoned into a dead place, I may not even have the chance to obtain the most practical Dragon Seeking Manual," Shi Daohan muttered to himself.