It turns out, they were the main characters.

As the group of young cultivators entered Immortal Emperor Mountain, the once bustling ancestral land became much quieter. Groups of two or three old cultivators were waiting nearby. Some of them were from small sects affiliated with the Blue Clan and were leading their disciples to the Blue Clan as protectors.

Among these cultivators, a woman dressed in a black and gold robe stood out.

Her long legs under the black dress and her enviable figure were both exceptionally eye-catching.

As a result, from the very beginning, many cultivators noticed this woman.

Although she did not emit any spiritual energy fluctuations, her restrained aura was shrouded in mystery. Even the elders of the Blue Clan had already noticed her earlier, but they were also somewhat suspicious of her identity, so they did not approach her immediately.

"Why is the messenger of the Sabbath openly coming to the ancestral land of the Blue Clan?"

Just as the cultivators were having some doubts, Yao Meng's gentle and melodious voice rang out from under the sky in the ancestral land.

The moment the words fell, the entire Immortal Emperor Mountain fell silent.

The Azure Emperor is actually in the Blue Clan's ancestral land?!

And... what did she just say?

The messenger of the Sabbath is hiding among the Blue Clan?!

The cultivators outside Immortal Emperor Mountain all looked over and saw Yao Meng, dressed in a green dress, slowly walking through the void step by step. A green lotus flower was imprinted on her delicate white feet, making her skin appear even more snow-white and translucent.

Her gaze was fixed on the woman in the black dress not far away!

The next moment, Mu Wanwan raised her head, looked back at the otherworldly fairy, and said with a smile: "As expected of a human emperor in the Feather Transformation Realm, your perception is indeed extraordinary."

Behind Mu Wanwan, a dreamlike scene seemed to appear out of thin air, with misty clouds and a chaotic atmosphere pervading the environment.

That is 'Heaven'. This time, a portion of the fortune of the Nine Provinces will be transferred to Heaven!

"You sensed my presence long ago, didn't you? You didn't flee upon seeing me, and even dared to appear openly before me. Are you, like the Immortal Lord and the other two, planning to declare war on the Eastern Continent?"

Yao Meng was shrouded in celestial mist, untouched by worldly dust. Her beautiful emerald eyes held a commanding gaze, and her words carried a magical Daoist charm that seemed to resonate with people's emotions.

Mu Wanwan raised her eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "I am not here to the Blue Clan as the messenger of the Sabbath God."

"I'm here to find someone."

"And quite coincidentally... the Azure Emperor also knew that person."

Yao Meng narrowed her beautiful eyes: "You really do know him."

"Not only do we know each other."

In the absolute silence, Mu Wanwan slowly raised her head, a captivating smile on her face:

"I came to see him as his ex-girlfriend."

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Chapter 461 The Sect Master Steals the House 5K

Mu Zhian was unaware of what was happening outside; he was currently on his way into the Abyss.

Along the way, a dazzling divine light enveloped this ancestral land, making it appear especially sacred.

However, even within that divine light, there was a dangerous aura. Mu Zhian even felt that if he hadn't possessed this jade box, his body would probably have been crushed by this divine light before he even stepped into this abyss.

"It seems that this ancestral land's secret realm is also an arrangement tailor-made by the Heavenly Dao for the chosen ones."

Mu Zhian felt the suppressed furnace within his body, looked around at the surrounding environment, and his eyes quickly became thoughtful.

This secret realm is similar to the Abyss that Mu Zhian encountered before. Once you step into the abyss, your strength will be automatically suppressed to the level of the Refining God Realm.

Clearly, this is a secret realm prepared for the chosen ones.

However... not only is Huang Weifeng the chosen one, but Lan Feiying is too.

Perhaps it was because of this that the two sisters were able to enter the abyss of their ancestral land and even obtain some opportunities there, so much so that they have not yet left their ancestral land.

"I'd better find my senior sisters as soon as possible, then I can finally put my mind at ease..."

Thinking of this, Mu Zhian immediately transformed into a long rainbow and headed towards the depths of the abyss.

They encountered no traps along the way, presumably because the two Lan sisters had solved the mechanisms when they passed through this area before.

The Abyss is not the lifeless place one might imagine; a verdant lake sits at its heart.

As Mu Zhian continued his journey, the further he looked down, the more alarmed he became.

Because beneath his feet lay an unfathomable abyss, pitch black, where he could not sense the presence of any living creature.

"Without Sister Ye's protection, walking alone in a place like this is really a bit creepy..."

As Mu Zhian walked forward, he felt the chill in the air and a strange sense of dread crept into his heart.

However, besides feeling scared, he also felt an indescribable tranquility.

This abyss contains a special and mysterious Taoist charm. Being here is like being in a meditation realm, which can calm even the most anxious mind.

"This is the ancestral land of the Blue Clan after all. Although it feels a bit eerie, there's no way ghosts or monsters could exist here. Why should I scare myself?"

"Think about my senior sister's long legs, think about Sister Fei Ying's rosy lips..."

Mu Zhian adjusted his mindset slightly and continued walking forward. Gradually, a building came into view.

It was a dilapidated palace, suspended above the abyss. The surrounding buildings had all collapsed, and there were ruins everywhere.

"I've heard that floating objects from the void appear in the abyss of the Blue Clan's ancestral land. Could these buildings be from the void?"

Mu Zhian mustered his courage and approached the dilapidated hall. Soon, he saw many ancient books and scriptures in one of the rooms inside the hall.

Mu Zhian's eyes lit up almost instantly, filled with a sense of amazement.

Many of these scriptures shimmer with a faint golden light, which means that there is likely a first-grade cultivation technique among them!

Even now, he only has two first-grade cultivation techniques. While Dao-Merging Great Powers are indeed powerful, creating a first-grade cultivation technique takes far too long, and once created, it is rarely used by others.

Because the cultivation method created by a Dao-aligned master is bound to be the most suitable for them.

Seeing so many scriptures in this ancestral land naturally excited Mu Zhian, who had little interest in money.

However, as soon as Mu Zhian raised his fingertip, the 'room' in front of him shattered into light particles and disappeared into the abyss upon his touch.

Those ancient books and scriptures also drifted away with the wind.

"Something's not right here. What I just saw seems to be an illusion rather than a real scene..."

Mu Zhian looked at his palm and suddenly felt a sense of unreality.

These landscapes in the Abyss seem to be 'traces' left by the past, materialized for some reason, but can only be viewed from afar and cannot be approached.

"There's no other way, I'd better find my senior sisters as soon as possible..."

When Mu Zhian thought of this, he sighed softly and was about to turn around and leave the hall.

However, at that moment, he suddenly felt a burning sensation coming from the storage ring on his finger.

Mu Zhian took out a dark jade cauldron that was only the size of a palm.

The scalding heat just now came from this dark jade cauldron.

"This was given to me by the beautiful ancestor of the Blue Clan... Could it be guiding me?"

Mu Zhian slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed on the main hall in front of him.

This dark jade cauldron was a signal for him to continue deeper into the main hall...

Looking at this eerie and sinister place, Mu Zhian hesitated slightly.

After a moment, he gritted his teeth and, guided by the dark jade cauldron, strode towards the depths of the main hall.

Inside the main hall, it was pitch black. Mu Zhian's spiritual sense cautiously patrolled the surroundings, fearing that a monster might suddenly jump out from somewhere.

To Mu Zhian's surprise, he did not notice anything unusual as he walked, and entered the depths of the main hall without any hindrance.

"Why did this dark jade cauldron lead me to this place? I don't seem to sense any treasures here."

Mu Zhian had doubts, because after the black jade cauldron led him here, it became completely calm.

However, he did not sense any fluctuation of spiritual energy within this great hall.

Normally, any rare and precious natural treasure will emit some spiritual energy.

Those born with spiritual bodies can easily capture this spiritual energy.

However, at this moment, he could not detect even the slightest trace of the rare and precious materials.

boom……

At that moment, a booming sound came from behind the ancient gate at the end of the ancient hall.

Could it be there?

With some doubt, Mu Zhian slowly pushed open the ancient door.

However, there was no road ahead; all that appeared in sight was an abyss that seemed to stretch endlessly.

An old painted boat drifts in the abyss.

Two slender figures, one in red and one in white, flashed past Mu Zhian's eyes.

"Senior Sister and Sister Fei Ying?!"

Mu Zhian almost unconsciously uttered aloud, muttering to himself, "...How did they end up on that pleasure boat?"

He remembered this painted boat; it was the same painted boat that the ancestors of the Blue Clan had once traveled on. However, that time the painted boat appeared on the Blue Clan's Primordial Lake, but this time it appeared in the abyss of this ancestral land.

This mysterious ancient ship wandered and drifted in the abyss. Mu Zhian saw it slowly heading towards the end of the abyss, and the ship's figure was gradually disappearing.

He couldn't just leave his senior sisters to fend for themselves... Mu Zhian hardened his heart and leaped down from the main hall, landing precisely on the painted boat.

A thick, dark atmosphere permeated the abyss, and the dilapidated old scenery was vaguely visible. A few red lanterns hung in the painted boat, and the place was deathly silent.

"I remember seeing Senior Sister and Sister Feiying on the deck just now, they should be around here..."

With this in mind, Mu Zhian scanned his surroundings with his spiritual sense, remaining cautious and vigilant as he slowly walked forward through the black mist.

"Senior sister, Sister Feiying—"