Starting with the consumables of the Demonic Sect, one can barely achieve immortality.

Even though Yan Cheng knew he was no longer the helpless little cultivator he had been when he first entered the hall, the shadow cast by Huang Tong when he was weak still weighed heavily on his heart like a dark cloud.

As a true disciple of the palace and a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator, Huang Tong himself must have a profound understanding of the Three Body Techniques, which are essential for late-stage cultivators.

As for the Instantaneous Movement Technique, Yan Cheng suspected that this guy didn't even need to learn it.

With raven feathers on her body, she must have mastered the teleportation technique in the "Hidden Mist Concealing Origin Technique" to its fullest extent!

"The Crows Hidden in the Mist".

As a complete sublimation of the Silk Weavers' transformation into the Mist Technique, this technique can be activated in the blink of an eye.

His body transformed into raven feathers, scattering and then regrouping. His speed was far beyond that of the Weaver Girl's slow mist magic, and he was definitely a top-tier escape technique that could crush Yan Cheng's "Frost and Snow Body".

Even at this moment, Yan Cheng still had not thought of an effective way to restrain the flying mist and hidden crows.

Having grasped the wonders of this [temple-suppressing] technique, a feasible plan popped into his mind, but...

Yan Cheng understood perfectly:

"As long as she still possesses the Soul-Capturing Bell, all her schemes will be in vain!"

The Soul-Capturing Bell, a spiritual artifact forged from the fragments left over from the forging of the Whispering Bell, is the foundation upon which Huang Tong establishes an overwhelming advantage over the corpse cultivators in the hall.

The Holy Maiden is also a true disciple, of extremely noble birth, and cultivates the Sun Dao lineage that subtly suppresses the Netherworld.

However, as long as she has not yet established her foundation, she remains a corpse cultivator in a yin form, and is helpless against the Soul-Seizing Bell, which can extract the soul of a corpse cultivator in an instant!

According to Yan Cheng's original plan, she was not supposed to have a chance to confront Huang Tong directly.

Unable to find the Weaver Girl in the Moon-Hidden Palace to "spin a cocoon" for him, and trapped in the Misty Corridor, he seemed destined to be trapped here for life.

But... why was the bell so close just now!

Just then, Mi Niang, who had been guarding outside the palace, returned, her graceful figure condensing from the mist:

"Young master, things have changed somewhat."

"That female cultivator who cultivates the netherworld seems to have used the feathers of the crows that are connected with the mist to make a talisman for purifying the upper elixir."

"As soon as the crow feathers merged with the mist, they gained dominance over it, and the mist they brought with them was connected to the mist under the rule of this concubine."

"Although the hall was never open to her, she used the connection in the mist to gradually approach this place."

Yan Cheng never expected Huang Tong to have this move.

It seems that the Lord of the Longevity Palace had her learn the art of mist magic and found her extremely rare crow feathers as a talisman.

However, they had made preparations for today's events well in advance!

"That's not surprising... The sect leader of the Immortal Sect was able to retrieve the [Whispering Bell] from the palace remotely back then, so his understanding of the secrets of this place must be beyond imagination."

"The adults must have calculated the moment when the Moon-Covering Palace would reopen. They've already taken the treasures they wanted, and those they didn't, they'll have to be squeezed clean by the lower cultivators!"

He said softly:

"Can you gather back the mist that's scattered throughout this palace?"

"Since she sensed this location using the mist, then as long as you withdraw the mist, she should be able to..."

But Mi Ji shook her head:

"Normally, it would be the same."

"But that female cultivator possesses a fragment of the [Whispering Bell]. The mist is a creation of a magical artifact; even if I retract the mist, she can still pinpoint my location through the fragment!"

"If the mist is withdrawn, I will be unable to sense her location, and I will be completely at a disadvantage."

Yan Cheng's face was gloomy.

The biggest problem, as expected, lies with the Soul-Capturing Bell.

It was impossible for him to ask Mi Niang to hide outside the palace to lure Huang Tong away.

No matter how powerful Mi Niang is, as a corpse-raising woman and a member of the corpse cultivators, she is no match for the Soul-Seizing Bell!

Yan Cheng felt like her head was about to explode, when suddenly she remembered something:

"Even if she could pinpoint your location, this hall wouldn't be open to her, would it?"

"So even if she gets to the door, she still won't be able to get in, and she won't pose any threat at all."

Mi Niang said in a low voice:

"Logically, that's how it should be."

"But I worry that simply finding the palace gates is enough for her to boast about."

"As far as you know, young master... does this person possess the ability to transform into mist?"

Yan Cheng's heart tightened:

"So what if we have it?"

Mi Niang said:

"To be honest, young master, when the lord built this Moon-Shielding Palace, he originally made a contingency plan in case that a superior cultivator forcibly broke into the hall."

"As long as someone can successfully find the temple gate and has the ability to transform into mist, they can enter this place through the crack in the gate."

"This method was originally designed to allow me to escape back to the palace if my connection with Biyue Palace is severed. It is a mechanism that I myself cannot change."

"After all... even the master himself did not expect that the [Whispering Bell] would be taken away so easily, and that the Mist Technique, which should have been passed down only within one lineage, would also be leaked out."

Upon hearing this, Yan Cheng believed that his expression had become more gloomy than he had imagined.

The young man gripped a spirit sword, his long hair cascading down his shoulders like a waterfall. Dressed in black robes and white garments, his demeanor was otherworldly. He spoke quietly:

"Since there is no other way, then we must fight."

"Fellow Daoist...do you have a method to subdue her mist magic?"

Mi Niang said:

"I am not good at fighting, but I do have some experience in controlling mist."

"If we really fight, at least we can restrain her escape techniques."

Yan Cheng laughed:

That's enough.

Now that he was cornered, his mind became resolute, and a purple light flickered in his deep eyes:

"Although the Soul-Capturing Bell is terrifying, it only works when she shakes the golden bell."

"If we cooperate well, she may not have a chance to make a move."

……

Above the corridor.

The woman with a black mist on her face walked slowly forward. Every few steps, she would gently shake the golden bell in her hand, but there was no sound from any direction.

Since entering the stone palace, she has tried to activate the spiritual runes drawn on the soles of her shoes a full thirteen times.

There was absolutely no sound.

"As expected, it's impossible to summon the ghoul puppets here."

"Damn this unpredictable fog, it's forcing me to rely on my own abilities."

In the North, there's never been any of that bullshit talk about self-cultivation or self-discipline.

Everyone who cultivates the Dao of Absorbing Qi and Swallowing Spirits must constantly consume rare and precious materials from the very beginning of their cultivation in order to advance.

Which cultivator dares to say that they can attain enlightenment solely through their own talent and ability, without relying on external aids?

Since Huang Tong embarked on the path of cultivation, he has been aided by the resources provided by the temple, by the temple master, and by his own surname.

Such a situation of isolation and helplessness, where she can only forge her own path to Foundation Establishment, is unprecedented for her.

Huang Tong, however, remained relatively relaxed:

"After all, this is Foundation Establishment... it's normal for it to be more difficult."

The palace had already arranged everything for her. As long as she used the golden bell in her hand to capture a certain silk weaver hiding here, she could easily turn her into a corpse puppet and have her silk threads become her [Sacrificial Cocoon].

As for the lack of cultivation? Many of the corpse cultivators in this foggy sea did not come here to share in the opportunities for nothing.

Now, only one question remains before her:

Is she really going to choose the [Sacrifice Cocoon]?