"In that case, let's say goodbye to fellow Taoist Bai here. I'm quite interested in this treasure."
Faced with Bai Yaoyi's retreat, Yan Yun was not surprised at all, but expressed his farewell calmly.
"Since Brother Yan is so sure, I will no longer try to dissuade you. Please take it seriously!"
After hearing Yan Yun's words, Bai Yaoyi responded with a wry smile.
"Fellow Daoist Bai, please take care!"
Yan Yun clasped his hands into fists, swayed slightly, and galloped towards the far entrance.
The four Gui Ling demons followed silently.
Bai Yaoyi stared at the departing figures of Yan Yun and others, sighed softly, then took out a medicine bottle from the storage bag, poured out a fiery red pill and swallowed it.
Yan Yun, who had traveled more than twenty feet, seemed to suddenly think of something. He suddenly turned back and asked from a distance.
"Fellow Daoist Bai, Mr. Yan has heard of Beiye Xiaoji Palace. Will he be lucky enough to visit it in the future?"
"Brother Yan is really joking. I naturally warmly welcome fellow Taoist Yan to your arrival."
Bai Yaoyi was stunned for a moment, then replied with a smile.
"With Brother Bai's promise, Yan will feel at ease."
Yan Yun smiled slightly, and then truly left without looking back.
When Yan Yun's figure disappeared at the entrance, the smile on Bai Yaoyi's face gradually faded, and there was a trace of deep thought on her face.
Although she readily agreed to Yan Yun's request, she was full of doubts about what she just said, and she didn't understand why Yan Yun suddenly mentioned Xiaoji Palace.
The space on the seventh floor was empty and silent, with not a single person in sight.
Yan Yun and Gui Ling easily found the small stone room leading to the eighth floor, where two small black and white teleportation arrays still stood quietly.
Looking at the teleportation array in front of him, Yan Yun touched his chin, his eyes shining with thought.
"Yinyue, how do you feel? Both of these formations are short-range teleportation formations and should be passages to the upper levels. Is there really something calling you? Can you sense anything strange?"
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Yan Yun asked Yin Yue quietly in his consciousness.
"It's quite strange. There seems to be some kind of familiar aura inside these two teleportation arrays. However, the aura of the white teleportation array seems to be stronger."
Silver Moon responded slowly.
"That's enough, then let's choose to enter through the white teleportation array."
After a moment of silence, Yan Yun calmly said to Yinyue.
Immediately afterwards, he stepped into the white teleportation array without hesitation. Guiling saw this and followed him without hesitation.
A magic spell hit the edge of the magic circle, and with a flash of light around them, the two of them disappeared without a trace under the white light.
Almost as soon as they appeared on the eighth floor, Yan Yun and Gui Ling took action immediately.
Yan Yun quickly raised his Yuangang Shield, and Gui Ling instantly put on his blood-red battle armor.
After all, no one can be sure whether there are enemies waiting for them near the teleportation array.
With their rich experience, Yan Yun and Gui Ling naturally would not ignore this point.
The originally expected attack did not come as expected, but the deafening roar came like a violent storm. As soon as the discomfort caused by the teleportation dissipated, Yan Yun looked around and couldn't help but be surprised.
What he saw before his eyes was chaos and agitation like a violent storm.
Immortal cultivators in the air and on the ground control various flying instruments and cast spells, just like the dance of flying swords and magic weapons. There are dazzling lights and galloping escaping lights everywhere.
In the center of this chaotic battlefield, there is a magnificent palace. Around the palace, there is a huge magic circle and dozens of altars.
On each altar stood a white jade statue several feet tall, wearing golden armor and holding a giant golden blade, as if it had been resurrected.
These stone statues echoed the restrictions of the huge magic circle, releasing golden rays of light that were several feet long, and started a fierce battle with many monks, seemingly not at a disadvantage.
However, not all of the monks present were focused on these stone statues. While attacking, many of them looked up at the top of the palace from time to time.
About ten feet above the palace, there is a unique emerald green wooden ruler suspended, emitting a faint green light.
This wooden ruler is only half a foot long, has a simple style, and rotates slowly. If it were just like this, it would be just an ordinary treasure and would not attract the attention of so many monks.
What is really eye-catching is that every time the wooden ruler rotates once, countless pale silver lotus flowers will suddenly appear nearby, indistinguishable from real ones, swaying gently.
Among these lotus flowers, there are also eight phantoms of different shapes of spiritual beasts hidden, looming, raising their heads towards the wooden ruler and making crisp chirping sounds, as if to pay tribute to them.
"Suan-horned beast, eight-horned deer, golden-scaled dragon..."
After Yan Yun carefully identified it, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
These spiritual beast phantoms are all famous monsters from ancient times!
"Eight Spirit Rulers! It turns out that the three elders of Kunwu did not bring this spiritual treasure back to the spiritual world!"
Before Yan Yun could come to his senses, Gui Ling beside him was already muttering to himself in shock.
"The Eight Spirit Rulers also belong to the category of Tongtian Lingbao, but they were used less frequently in ancient times, so their reputation is not as good as other treasures. However, as a Tongtian Lingbao, its power cannot be ignored."
Silver Moon explained slowly.
"What's wrong with you?"
Yan Yun frowned, keenly aware of the abnormality in Yin Yue's tone.
"I can't explain clearly, it feels very weird. I originally knew nothing about this magical treasure, but detailed information about this treasure suddenly came to my mind just now."
"Moreover, there seems to be some kind of power calling me in that palace. No, it's not just power, it's more like an extremely close person is calling me. In other words, my other half exists there."
Yinyue's expression seemed a little dazed, and her speech became unclear.
Hearing this, Yan Yun's heart tightened, and naturally he no longer had time to ask Yinyue for more details.
His eyes flashed as he strode out of the teleportation array, then jumped into the air and headed straight for the palace.
Among these practitioners with unfamiliar faces, several others who saw so many people paid attention to the newly appeared Yan Yun.
After exchanging glances with each other, they all retreated a distance and stopped attacking the stone puppets in the circle.
One of the white-robed Confucian scholars in the late Nascent Soul stage flashed his eyes, opened his lips slightly, and conveyed a secret message to Yan Yun: "I am the eldest son of the Ye family, in charge of the Jin Dynasty royal family. I want to join hands with you to explore this secret realm, unknown. What do you think? All you need is yours. The rest belongs to you. "
Yan Yun was slightly surprised when he heard this, but his expression remained normal and he did not respond.
"Don't doubt that I, Mr. Ye, am greedy. Although these treasures are precious, they may be difficult to preserve if no one helps."
When the Confucian scholars saw Yan Yun's superior strength and ability to control Gui Ling, they became even more determined to recruit him.
Yan Yun frowned slightly and finally opened his mouth:
"The nobleman is the richest man in the Jin Dynasty, why should he cooperate with me? What's more, the nobleman already has two masters here, where is the other Taoist friend?"
Yan Yun glanced at everyone, knowing these unfamiliar faces very well.
"Brother Yan actually knows that I am a member of the Ye family. It is really unexpected. With all due respect, my elder should be in the tower. Although there is no contact yet, I believe he will take action at the critical moment. Maybe he has sneaked into the palace. "< br>
The Confucian scholar was shocked and sneered.
“If there is nothing in the temple, wouldn’t it be in vain and would it offend others?”
Yan Yun thought for a moment and replied:
"This matter is not difficult. I have found several artifacts in other places in Kunwu Mountain. If you find nothing, I can give them all to you. As for offending others, my Ye family can accept you as a guest elder, or pay a hundred "
Seeing that Yan Yun was wavering, the white-robed Confucian scholar hurriedly proposed his own strategy.
Because the big-headed weirdo and other Ye family monks suddenly disappeared, he was worried, so he tried to win over Yan Yun at all costs.
"I won't mention the matter of Elder Ke Qing for now. However, the millions of spirit stones make me quite moved. At worst, I will leave Dajin immediately."
After a brief thought, Yan Yun actually agreed with a smile.
"That's very good, then Ye will reach an agreement with fellow Taoist. Later, fellow Taoist will just have to adapt to changes." The white-robed Confucian scholar seemed very happy.
"Master, do you really intend to give this Eight Spirit Ruler to others?"
As the soul connected to Yan Yun, Yinyue heard every word of the conversation between Yan Yun and the Confucian scholar, and couldn't help but ask questions.
"Giving to others? How is this possible? I just don't want to fall into the predicament of being besieged by everyone."
Yan Yun explained to Yinyue leisurely and contentedly: "After all, I haven't obtained the Tongtian Lingbao yet, and I don't want to consume too much spiritual power here."
"In that case, let's face the enemy together."
Elder Ye said with a smile.
Hearing this, Yan Yun smiled slightly, and while waving his hands, dozens of golden swords pierced the stone puppet like meteors. The others followed closely behind and attacked the formation with all their strength.
The originally silent puppet below immediately resumed action, wielding the golden blade to counterattack. The war broke out again.
When everyone worked together to attack the large formation around the palace, no one noticed that the two female cultivators of Huaxian Sect were whispering.
"Sister, do you really want to help them break the formation? Could it be that the palace is the sealing place of the ancient demon saint mentioned by Xiang Lao? Otherwise, how could the Eight Spirit Ruler appear here?"
The beautiful woman asked Mrs. Mu in a low voice, her face full of worry.
"Don't worry, junior sister, this is not the place where the ancient demon is sealed. I want to break the formation, but I am actually looking for the center of the Kunwu Mountain Restriction, which is the ninth floor of the Demon Sealing Tower. To reshape the seal, I need to use the Hualong Seal and the Ninth Floor There are no entrances around, but this palace is suspicious."
Mrs. Mu answered confidently: "The entrance is most likely hidden in the palace, and the Eight Spiritual Rulers and the magic circle may be used to seal the ninth level. The junior sister has not been informed in detail before, so the junior sister has doubts."
"I see, why didn't Senior Sister strengthen the seal and instead brought me here? It's just this Eight Spirit Ruler..."
The beautiful woman suddenly realized.
"The Eight Spirit Rulers are the relics of our ancestors. It is your duty to take them back."
Mrs. Mu interrupted the beautiful woman and continued: "It is true, but it may not be easy to seize this treasure."
The beautiful woman glanced at Yan Yun, her eyes filled with fear.
"That may not be the case. The Four Elephant Ruler in the hands of Junior Sister is modeled after the Eight Spirit Ruler. It may be useful in the fight for it later. Even if we cannot succeed, Xiang Lao may arrive at any time. No matter where the treasure is obtained by then, we must Return it. With its deep connection with our sect, you may benefit a lot from your request.”
Mrs. Mu's tone was slightly cunning.
"It makes sense! But, where does the black teleportation array lead to in the stone room we teleported here? Is it the place where the ancient demon sealed it? Unfortunately, the teleportation array has failed. Otherwise, it would be better to investigate first."
The beautiful woman asked again, worried.
"It's unknown. The sect's classics do not detail the ancient demon's seal."
Mrs. Mu was stunned and could only respond like this.
Mrs. Mu talked quietly with the two women, but at this moment, they did not know that the ancient demon ancestor they were talking about was struggling to break free of the seal in a hidden space around them.
Five magic weapons, including sunglasses, a jade lotus, a ring, a command arrow, and a black vial on the head of the two-headed giant wolf, eject black beams downwards and inject them into the body of the silver giant wolf, causing a gloomy magic light to appear on its surface. The talismans and chains were pushed away a few inches away.
Stimulated by the magic light, these talismans and chains flickered with strange light, seeming to trigger the restrictions contained within them.
However, what is more eye-catching is the yellow bronze mirrors surrounding it.
At this moment, they were buzzing in unison, and the yellow beams they sprayed out were several times thicker than before, and the cage they formed seemed indestructible.
The black teleportation circle located below it was covered by a set of formation flags emitting gray light, causing the circle to temporarily stagnate to prevent other monks from entering by mistake.
The silver wolf's black wolf head has been completely demonized, its horn has enlarged, black arcs flashed, and thunder roared.
His eyes shone with dazzling purple demonic flames, and the talismans that were stared at by this gaze spontaneously ignited and turned into ashes.
Instilled by the demonic energy of the five magic weapons, the divided soul of the ancient demon ancestor accumulated enough power and began to cast spells to get out of the predicament.
As time passed, the black wolf head turned the last talisman around him into nothing, and then let out a low roar. The originally huge body expanded again in the black light, as if it wanted to transform into a god who opened up the world and filled the entire space.
The cage made of yellow light beams could only trap the giant wolf for a moment before it was forcibly broken through. Hundreds of bronze mirrors broke at the same time, turning into stars all over the sky and disappearing without a trace.
Looking back at the originally inconspicuous Great Star Chain, the light flickered and became thicker as the giant wolf's body expanded. It still bound the giant wolf tightly and never relaxed for a moment. When the giant wolf struggled, the chain suddenly ignited. A layer of milky white flame.
The smell of burning flesh permeated the entire space. This white flame ignored the protective magic light on the giant wolf and directly ignited its silver-white hair.
The black wolf head showed an expression of extreme pain, and the fire was obviously extraordinary.
Although the Saint Ancestor's soul has been trapped for many years, his magical power has not diminished and he will be able to escape from the predicament soon.
At the entrance to the crack in the seal of Kunwu Mountain, figures were swaying around, but the number of monks gathered did not increase. Compared with the thousands of monks before, there were only two to three hundred people, which was more than half missing. (End of chapter)