I saved the entire sect by playing idly by letting things fall apart.

Qin Huai pressed his head down lazily, "Stop yelling. If you hurry up, you might still make it in time."

There are only two Demon Gods among them. She has taken care of one of them, so leaving the remaining one to Ye Qinghan should not be a problem.

Ye Qiao did not deny this.

Ye Qinghan found it easier to learn than he did; this was a unique talent belonging to someone born with sword bones. He didn't even need to work on refining his cultivation level like she did.

Seeing their friendly atmosphere, Yue Qing'an was speechless for a moment. The young man led them into a dense forest without saying a word. The withered branches looked like thin ghosts in the night, and strange cries followed them like shadows.

The further they went in, the more it felt like a cold, damp cavern. An uncomfortable, sticky feeling seemed to cling to their bodies, and for a moment, even those with a strong aversion to dirt felt their hair stand on end. Meanwhile, the people from the Changming Sect beside them were already getting excited.

Clearly, this gave them a sense of adventure and excitement.

Song Hansheng silently wanted to roll his eyes. He didn't understand where the Changming Sect's constant adventurous spirit came from. No normal person could stay in such a place for even a second.

Yue Qing'an, however, was even less accommodating to them; he had already started rolling his eyes.

As they walked further in, strangely shaped plants climbed and intertwined, almost weaving together a large, dense forest that enveloped the area. The further they went, the more unsettling Song Hansheng felt. "Stop."

He studied Qimen Dunjia and Bagua, and the strange terrain made him feel like his whole body was about to explode.

The entire dense forest was quiet. Song Hansheng suddenly shouted, and the others belatedly turned around and looked at him with slight confusion.

"What's wrong?"

"Don't you think the terrain here is strange?"

"No." Mu Chongxi scratched his head. "I feel like all these weird places have pretty much the same terrain, right?" They're all about the bizarre and distorted, and their main feature is a sinister atmosphere.

"Didn't you hear anything?"

Some people answered that they hadn't heard, but whether they heard or not didn't matter; the important thing was whether Ye Qiao could sense the sound.

Upon hearing this, Ye Qiao listened for a while and found that Song Hansheng had not lied to them. After completely clearing their minds, they could indeed hear noises, and the sounds were very faint.

"Where did that sound come from?"

They tried to use their spiritual senses but couldn't pinpoint the source of the sound.

The doubts in their hearts deepened.

After taking a couple more steps, Miao Miao realized, "It sounds like our voices?"

That's a bit creepy, isn't it? Suddenly hearing your own voice late at night.

However, before they could figure it out, Ye Qiao had already seen her target. Yun Que seemed to have been waiting for them for a long time. When she saw them, she didn't forget to curl her lips into a provocative smile. The girl raised the corners of her lips and lightly stepped on the vines, signaling them to come and chase after her.

Yun Que was incredibly fast; with the help of those moving vines, none of the twenty disciples present managed to touch her.

Ye Qiao watched helplessly as the vine snatched her away every second she was just a fraction of a second away. This feeling of always being just a little short but never being able to touch her was unpleasant.

She could only watch helplessly as the other party escaped.

"Try opening your domain," Qin Huai urged. "We also want to see how your domain changes after you become a Nascent Soul cultivator."

Knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory in every battle. These people are all too good at hiding their true intentions. Qin Huai now wants to observe everyone closely.

Ye Qiao also knew that the fastest solution was to open the domain. She didn't want to watch Yun Que run away, especially since she had finally found her.

She sealed off this area, the domain was stretched open with her fingertips, and as she walked, the pale green domain spread out.

"Yours?" Yue Qing'an narrowed his eyes involuntarily when he saw that familiar pale green. "...Is it the same as Si Miaoyan's domain?"

Ye Qiao quickly opened her palm, and a pale green light spread rapidly. She quickly scanned it and said, "It's different."

After she finished speaking, the boundless domain sealed off all directions. The vines that had been frantically dancing around Ye Qiao to help Yun Que escape gradually calmed down. After trying a few times, Yun Que could no longer jump around.

"Why is her domain like this?"

Yue Qing'an remembered that there were very few people in the cultivation world who possessed domains, and among the people he had met in this generation of direct disciples, there were three.

There are two from the Changming Sect and one from the Bishui Sect.

Ye Qiao also had one.

But the familiar pale green color made him think it was similar to the effect of Si Miaoyan.

It wasn't until the domain sealed off the surroundings and the entire arena was enveloped by the massive domain that he realized he might have been wrong. Ye Qiao's domain... could it be displayed in front of people?

As countless vines climbed up from the ground, the vines that the magpie had used to escape became motionless, creating a visual effect far more stunning than imagined.

"Is she a wood spirit root? Is that why she conjured a green domain?" Chu Ling asked, showing remarkable humility.

"Domains have nothing to do with spiritual roots," Song Hansheng couldn't help but remind this illiterate man from Penglai Island. "Her domain has four forms."

"Four forms?"

He nodded slightly: "We've only witnessed it once, through the refraction within the photographic stone."

This time, I truly "saw" it.

Countless vines grew wildly, full of vitality. The vines that had helped Yun Que escape were all motionless. Yun Que clenched the wood-type spirit jade in her hand, trying to get the vines to react, but it was all in vain. Her previous cultivation level was at the peak of the Golden Core stage, but she had slowly reached the Nascent Soul stage while in the dungeon.

It's no wonder Yun Que was unhappy that she so easily reached the legendary Nascent Soul stage.

Having been fellow disciples with them for so long, Yun Que knew that any one of them could easily crush her. Seeing that the vine she relied on was no longer reacting, Yun Que immediately abandoned this useless treasure and tried to take out something else.

Mu Chongxi was impatient to waste time with her, so he flew his spirit sword and rushed over. The moment it pressed down, lightning flashed in the sky and earth, as if threatening him.

Seeing this, Ye Qiao pushed him aside, saying, "I'll give it a try."

She drew the sword "Never See You" and aimed it at Yun Que's head, preparing to strike. Perhaps her desire to kill Yun Que was too strong, because the thunderclouds in the sky churned even more violently.

Ye Qiao: "..."

Mu Chongxi pondered, "It seems that no one can kill him." Even Ye Qiao would lose face.

With just a gesture, the rolling thunderclouds on the horizon seemed poised to engulf them, their swaying speed quite frightening.

Chu Ling couldn't help but touch her arm: "Do you really have to kill her?"

This magpie doesn't look like a good person at all.

She was favored by fate and protected by the heavens.

She rarely saw such strong luck in one person. Logically, the other person should be a very good girl. However, these people should be Yun Que's former fellow disciples, and none of them had a very good impression of Yun Que.

Some of these people even came here specifically to kill her.

Ye Qiao was not afraid of being struck by lightning. She ignored the strange, flickering lightning and the faint warnings, and almost used brute force to pull Yun Que in front of her.

Then a sword was coldly plunged into her chest.

No one expected her to be so decisive. The moment she bound Yun Que in her domain, Ye Qiao acted so quickly.

However, the moment the knife plunged down, Ye Qiao sensed something was wrong; Yun Que was definitely not so easy to deal with.

As expected, the magpie she was holding seemed to be torn apart bit by bit, turning into ashes and disappearing from her fingertips.

Ye Qiao triggered the internal formation of the Unseen Monarch at the same time as she inserted it, but still missed.

"Dead?" They were all stunned, their expressions blank.

impossible.

Ye Qiao shook her head: "Dead, but not completely dead."

She knew this was a realm accessible only to those at the Nascent Soul stage; some with lower cultivation could even use the help of those with higher cultivation to split their divine souls. Ye Qiao guessed that the man behind Yun Que's help was likely at the Nascent Soul stage.

She's at the same level as him. No wonder Junior Uncle said she wasn't difficult to deal with.

"I destroyed half of her soul." Ye Qiao began to ponder, "Where is that other half of her spirit?"

Half of it was destroyed, and the other half remains.

"I think what we should be considering now is whether we've gotten ourselves into trouble." Shen Ziwei broke out in a cold sweat.

He reached out and caught a silver dart steadily, his voice trembling.

He threw this out while scouting the area.

Now it's been thrown back to him.

What the hell is this story?