Mortal: Li Feiyu, who came from the realm of a supreme being

After standing up, the shadow went straight to the golden box without any pause, letting the box slowly sink into the shadows.

In the center of the hall, there was a dark tunnel surrounded by jade railings. A set of steps led straight down into the ground from the entrance, and a humid, hot wind kept blowing out.

Shadows cannot sense these things. In the absence of light, they are almost invisible, emitting no scent and leaving no trace.

Following a dark passage down hundreds of steps, you will find yourself in that strange swamp world.

This underground world is only about thirty feet high, but it covers an area of ​​several miles. If viewed from a normal perspective, one can see silt everywhere with black bubbles rising from it.

The surrounding herbs were completely ignored by the dark figure; only the giant golden box floating in mid-air in the white jade pavilion in the center could attract his attention.

The golden box was twelve feet long and half a foot wide, with a tightly closed lid, and a faint golden light emanated from its body.

The shadowy figure went directly from the surface of the swamp to the pavilion and silently took out a pre-prepared gold chest.

They are about the same size, but the patterns on them are very different.

However, it wasn't a big problem. In order to make the box look real, Li Feiyu directly engraved some patterns of the laws of heaven and earth that he had comprehended during his Dharma Body period on it. Although the rules of the world were different, the profound and mysterious aura was still quite intimidating.

As the shadows fell, the replacement of the treasure chest was completed silently, without even disturbing the black dragon.

After succeeding, the shadowy figure didn't linger and immediately returned with the treasure chest.

At this moment, the candlelight flickered. After the shadowy figure returned to the main hall, it released the box and then returned to its place behind Li Feiyu.

Li Feiyu opened his eyes, sighed, and said, "In just this short time, half of the accumulated spiritual energy has been used up. We still need to retrieve the talisman... Time is of the essence."

Whether it's the "Shadow-Stealing Divine Skill," the "Myriad Paths of the Underworld," or other strange martial arts, they are all at least at the level of the Outer Realm. In his previous life, they were exchanged by Li Feiyu's teammates for use in death missions.

I don't know what kind of twisted sense of humor Liu Dao had, but before that death mission started, he actually opened up the exchange for various bizarre outdoor martial arts techniques, and said that there were risks in crossing borders and that one should be careful when exchanging them.

Despite the pressure of the death mission, five members of the team still chose to redeem it, three of whom did not survive the mission. The remaining two…

The brother who redeemed the "Shadow-Stealing Divine Skill" had his shadow disappear after officially advancing to the outdoor scene.

The person who redeemed "Myriad Paths of the Forest" was fine when they advanced to the outer realm, but when they crossed the first heavenly ladder, all the myriad paths fell silent.

The Six Paths' method of planting mines was truly masterful. Fortunately, the brother whose shadow had escaped was eventually able to resolve the shadow issue with the help of his teammates. However, there was nothing that could be done about the one who returned to silence. At that time, Li Feiyu and the others had only recently completed their outdoor filming, and many problems that could be solved later seemed like insurmountable obstacles at the time.

In this life, he has already devised a solution to the problem of "Myriad Paths of Heaven and Earth".

But this time, for the sake of the Six Ding Heavenly Armor Talisman, he "borrowed" money to practice several outdoor martial arts... They are indeed very useful, but it will be a bit difficult to pay off the debt in the future.

"Who cares? I can't repay the debts of gratitude to the Six Paths. What if I ascend directly back to the Realm from the Outer Realm?"

If one could truly return to the real world, claiming to have the Dharmakaya in one's place would be a bit of an exaggeration, but re-attaining the Dharmakaya after ten years would be an easy matter.

All the difficulties I encountered after struggling in the mortal realm were easily resolved once I returned to the real world... No, going back isn't good either, it's quite a rip-off there too, and the suppression from the other side is unsolvable.

If there is even the slightest chance of reaching the other shore in the mortal world, then the highest achievement in the real world is nothing more than sinking into the sea of ​​suffering.

Forget it, even if I have to repay the debt, that's something to worry about after I reach the Outer Realm. Besides, these Six Paths of Gratitude techniques aren't insurmountable. It's just a bit troublesome; I'll just consider it interest on the loan for the Outer Realm martial arts.

After putting away the golden-patterned box, Li Feiyu meditated for several hours, his inner world churning wildly, before gradually recovering his energy.

The remaining spiritual energy of heaven and earth must be reserved for infiltrating the Heavenly Origin Pagoda.

Only one day has passed, and I've already accomplished a good portion of my objectives in the Crimson Forbidden Land. Now, it's time to be a qualified sect disciple and attend other people's killing parties.

……

Killing games are unfolding everywhere, and Xiao Er of Huadaowu has also become a target. At this moment, his face is pale and he stares at the person opposite him with fear in his eyes.

It was a barefoot, burly man with a silver greatsword slung over his back.

It was this very person who had just killed two fellow disciples of the Huadaowu Sect right before his eyes. Under the burly man's silver sword, even high-grade magic weapons or defensive shields were utterly vulnerable, shattered like thin paper, and the cultivators themselves were also cleaved in two.

If it weren't for the two fellow disciples who fought desperately to restrain him, Xiao Er, realizing the situation was dire, would have had no chance to escape and would have been forced to flee in disarray.

But the burly man refused to give up and chased him for several hours before finally intercepting him here. Xiao Er's last glimmer of hope was completely extinguished.

"Commit suicide, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse." The burly man spoke with icy eyes and an expressionless face, his tone devoid of any emotion.

"You...you're asking for it!"

Knowing he was doomed, Xiao Er, in despair, forced out his last bit of ruthlessness and sacrificed the two remaining high-grade magic artifacts to the Han man.

"madness!"

The burly man spoke sparingly, then his silver giant sword flew from his back and soared into the sky, instantly shattering the magical artifact. However, the scene of him splitting the opponent in two, as one might expect, did not materialize.

"who!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a figure appeared before him like a ghost, gently gripping the hilt of a sword and saying, "A sword is not used like this."

The next moment, the greatsword was snatched away by the person in front of him.

There was no terrifying pressure or dreadful aura, but it was still suffocating.

"Senior brother, spare me..." Before the big man could finish speaking, the giant sword pierced through his chest and lifted him up.

"You see, the best way to attack with a sword is by thrusting," Li Feiyu said calmly.

Xiao Er slumped to the ground, staring at the once arrogant giant hanging like a rag on his sword, and for a moment he forgot to breathe.

The exhaustion and disbelief of surviving the ordeal made him tremble slightly.

"Thank you so much, Senior Brother Li, for saving my life..." He managed to squeeze out the words, his voice hoarse.

With a flick of his wrist, Li Feiyu sent the silver sword slipping from the corpse and clattering to the ground. He walked up to Xiao Er, his gaze calmly sweeping over the man's pale face.

"name?"

"Xiao... Xiao Er, Xiao Er of Huadaowu."

Li Feiyu nodded, reached into his robes, and pulled out a mask of peculiar texture. He didn't immediately hand it over, but instead looked into Xiao Er's eyes, a faint, eerie light seeming to emanate from the depths of his pupils. His voice deepened and became clear, each word striking the other's ear:

"You are not inherently weak, Xiao Er. You just... lack the courage to believe in yourself."

Xiao Er stared back blankly, the panic and confusion in his eyes gradually subsiding, replaced by an empty obedience, his gaze fixed on the mask.

"Put it on." Li Feiyu handed the mask closer. "After you put it on, you will be me. Find a quiet corner, go into seclusion, meditate, and conceal all your aura. When the exit reopens, simply leave."

Xiao Er's movements were somewhat stiff, but he obediently raised his hand and slowly took the cold mask, holding it tightly to his chest.

Li Feiyu tossed over an inconspicuous storage bag: "After you leave, just hand over the herbs inside."

Having said that, he grabbed Xiao Er by the back of his collar, and with a few nimble leaps, he brought him to a narrow crevice in the rocks, half-hidden by vines.

"Go inside and stay quietly," Li Feiyu added after thinking for a moment. "After you leave, find a market town to leave midway, destroy the mask, and don't go back to Huadaowu."

With the demonic invasion imminent, the seven major sects are no longer exactly desirable targets; there's a 90% chance they'd just become cannon fodder if they went back.

He then gave me a small bag of spirit stones as a reward.

Xiao Er nodded blankly, clutching the mask and storage bag, and awkwardly curled up and crawled into the depths of the crevice, quickly disappearing into the shadows.

Li Feiyu didn't look back, turned and left, his figure quickly disappearing into the woods.

The Mind-Control Technique is not a profound martial art; it is merely a rudimentary method of mind-control and guidance, akin to deep hypnosis.

It does not require spiritual power to activate, so it leaves no trace, but its effect is also weak, lasting at most a few days, and the person being treated behaves stiffly, making its flaws obvious.

But given the persona he had previously established, it wouldn't be difficult for him to deceive everyone.

……

Near the stream in the central area, a female disciple of the Hidden Moon Sect, drenched in sweat, struggled to fend off two red flying knives while manipulating her magic weapon, Luo Pa. She was on the verge of collapse.

"Senior brother, spare my life! Little sister... Little sister is willing to offer herself to you and serve you for one night!" At the critical moment of life and death, she disregarded her shame and pleaded in a trembling voice.

"Alright, put away your magic weapon." The speaker was a handsome young man in a blue robe, about eighteen or nineteen years old.

He actually kept the throwing knife in mid-air and looked over with a smile.

The woman was overjoyed and quickly withdrew her flirtatious glances. After a moment's hesitation, she slowly withdrew the handkerchief from her hand. But before she could speak, a murderous glint flashed in the handsome man's eyes, and he suddenly pointed his finger!

Two throwing knives slashed down like thunderbolts.

The woman fell silently to the ground, blood spreading everywhere.

"A vulgar woman like you dares to bewitch me, Han Tianya?" The man's voice suddenly turned sharp.

He took out a fragrant handkerchief and gently wiped his face, as if a young lady were applying makeup.

He then casually tossed the dusty handkerchief onto the woman's face, swayed his hips, and leisurely walked away.

……

In the forest, a disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain lay dead on the ground.

Standing beside him was a middle-aged man in a yellow shirt, gazing at the sky, shaking his head and muttering to himself.

Behind him lay several ferocious monsters, all lifeless and motionless.

……

On a desolate mountain, an ugly man in green robes was commanding a swarm of giant bees to frantically attack several Taoist practitioners.

Li Feiyu wandered around, dealt with a few ignorant elite disciples from the six sects, and confiscated a few magical artifacts. Then, feeling that there were no more people on the outer perimeter, he made his way to the second level.

"Searching for them one by one is too much trouble. At this hour, Zhong Wu and his group are probably gathered together..."

So he searched inwards and finally found traces in a secluded valley.

Inside the cave, a group of people dressed in the attire of the Spirit Beast Mountain were warming themselves by a fire and drinking wine.

"With the special envoy here, everything is under control."

"Those idiots from the seven major sects, they didn't even know how they died."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"However, I just encountered two interesting people over by the stone wall. One was a disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain, and the other was from Yellow Maple Valley, who was quite well hidden. They saw the map I gave them and will definitely go to Blazing Sun Cave. You two help me take care of them."

"Your Excellency is a brilliant strategist, so please rest assured!" A disciple glanced at the person beside him and said confidently, "We are experts at setting up ambushes."

"So generous!" Zhongwu said, picking up his wine bowl to go for a drink.

But a man in the corner suddenly spoke up: "Your Excellency, that masked man from Huadaowu is terrifying. He killed Lu Qin in a single exchange. If I hadn't run fast, I probably would have been killed by him too."

"Oh? Tell me more..."

The man then recounted his encounter with Li Feiyu the day before, and the others fell silent upon hearing it.

He was at the twelfth level of Qi Refining and killed his opponent in a single exchange. It seems his opponent was a tough opponent.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice rang out leisurely from behind the group.

"Oh, so you're talking about me now?"

Li Feiyu stepped out of the shadows with a smile, her gaze sweeping over the crowd who were momentarily frozen, and softly added the second half of her sentence:

"In that case... fellow Daoists, you should all flee for your lives."