When the mind is clear, omens will naturally appear. Practitioners who are cultivating themselves and have entered a meditative state often sense dangers related to themselves and their loved ones.

  Chen Jing thought that perhaps this was the reason why the various Xianmen and Daoist sects summoned their disciples back to the mountain gate.

  Although Chen Jing had this feeling when he entered the state of meditation, he didn't do anything. He had no disciples, and the living beings in the Jingshen River were scarce. The only spiritual creature was a large red shrimp. Now, all he could do was to cultivate diligently, constantly refining his divine image, and strive to merge his divine thoughts with the 9,300-mile-long Jingshen River. He had a premonition that when the 9,300-mile-long river domain appeared clearly in his mind, there would be a special change.

  Whether there is any change in the world or whether there will be any change, it has become unimportant to Yan Luoniang, for she is now walking in a pitch-black void.

  A vast expanse of blackness, endless in all directions. Looking up, the sky is invisible, only an inky blackness can be seen, and looking down is no different, if not for the feeling of solid ground beneath one's feet, it would seem as though walking through a dark void.

  In the eerie and strange darkness, Yan Luoniang walked at the end of their group. The crystal lantern in her hand illuminated a small area, but this small area was only a weak light compared to the vast dark sky. In front of her were her fellow female disciples, each holding a cold flame that resembled a condensed moonlight, which was the fundamental magic of the Guanghan Palace - the Moon Heart Lantern.

  This moonlit lamp can dispel the illusions of the mundane world and drive away the confusion in one's mind. Under its light, the path on the ground can be vaguely seen. In those years, Chen Jing was in Qin Guang Wang Cheng, he couldn't see anything, couldn't tell directions, and at that time, he couldn't even distinguish up and down. Now, the master of Guang Han Palace is walking in front, with Guang Han sword on her back, she doesn't hold a moon flame in her palm like her disciples, but there are two points of moonlight flashing in her eyes.

  She walked straight ahead as if she could see the road clearly.

  In the darkness, a muffled swallowing sound suddenly emerged, and as soon as the voice came, a monster that was not quite human burst out of the darkness and pounced on the master of Guanghan Palace. The master's face didn't change at all, cold and stern to the extreme, with a burst of cold light in his eyes. Suddenly, a sword sheath on his back overflowed with a piece of moonlight, which was dazzling in the dark. In the moonlight, a person bound by an iron chain on one arm jumped into the air.

  His appearance was clearly reflected in the moonlight.

  His face was pale and deathly, with a cruel glint in his eyes. In addition to this, there were iron chains on his feet, but it was unclear what had caused them to break in the middle.

  He leaped into the air, opening wide his dark, broken mouth, and pounced on the master of Guanghan Palace.

  Guang Han Palace took a step back, not even pausing for a moment, and continued to move forward. The people who were like evil spirits scattered in the moonlight, as if they had been burned into ashes by the moon's rays.

  A lone traveler walks forward on the ruins.

  They walked and walked, this kind of scene had happened more than once. This darkness seemed to have endless danger.

  "Master, where are we going?" asked a disciple from behind.

  "Go to a place." The voice of Gu Han Gong Zhu came from the front, like a thread that was strung through the ears of the many disciples.

  Another disciple asked: "Where are we going?" Her voice was laced with terror, although she was trying to suppress it.

  "On the banks of the River Styx, beside the Three Lives Stone."

  The Queen of the Cold Palace replied, but when her disciples asked why they had to go there again, she didn't answer and just kept walking forward. They didn't know where the Naihe Bridge was or what the Sansheng Stone was, nor did they know why the Queen of the Cold Palace wanted to go there. Previously, they were clearly chasing after those two vengeful spirits from the underworld, but since entering the underworld, everything had changed.

  Darkness was oppressive, so much that time seemed to have stopped. They had lost all sense of how long they had been walking, and their legs were numb from the endless darkness.

  When they relaxed their hearts, which had been tightly strung for darkness, illusions emerged before their eyes. Even with the reminder of the master of Guanghan Palace, they could no longer muster up their energy or spirit.

  Suddenly, the sound of flying birds flapping their wings came into their ears. The sound appeared suddenly and was already at a very close distance. The disciples hastily raised their heads and relied on the moonlight in their hands to barely make out that it was a group of pitch-black crows.

  "Ah..."

  A patch of moonlight shines brightly.

  Suddenly dark.

  The only thing that was still lit was the green lantern in Yan Luo's hand.

  "Master."

  All I saw was a distant white light gradually moving further and further away.

  "Master, Master..."

  In Yan Luo's and other Guang Han disciples' shouting voices, the master of Guang Han Palace went further and further away, finally disappearing into the darkness.

  In the darkness, the moon flame reignited, and Yan Luoniang turned her head to see that their faces were all filled with terror. Yan Luoniang's heart was racing violently, but she tried to keep herself calm, making the crystal soul lantern in her hand shine even brighter. However, no matter how bright it shone, this lamp was just a lone lamp in the darkness.

  "What's wrong with Master?!" someone asked in a terrified tone, although the voice was loud, it was forced to calm down, obviously trembling with fear.

  "The master seems to have gone after something." A disciple replied.

  Yan Luoniang raised the lantern high and shone it on all the Guanghan disciples, then counted them twice in a row and said: "Lingling Shijie!"

  She shouted this, and all the disciples immediately looked around, but didn't see anything. Suddenly someone exclaimed: "Look, Lingling Shijie is over there."

  Yan Luoniang hastily looked over, only to see that where the light didn't reach, a leg was visible, and further ahead it sank into darkness. Yan Luoniang held up the lamp and walked closer, but after just a few steps she froze, because beside Lingling Shijie's corpse was crouching a strange creature, resembling an ape, with an eagle's beak, and on its back grew a pair of wings, its eyes gleaming with ferocity as it stared at Yan Luoniang.

  Its mouth was wide open, with fresh blood staining its teeth and chest, while the person on the ground was already covered in blood, their head and eyes gouged out, a large hole torn in their chest, and their heart gone.

  Yan Luoniang took a deep breath and slowly approached.

  That monster not only didn't show fear, but instead raised its neck, as if to demonstrate its fury. Yan Luoniang didn't stop, and the fear in her eyes slowly dissipated. She took firm steps forward, while her fellow disciples dared not approach.

  Just as Yan Luo stepped out again, the monster with a monkey body, eagle mouth and double wings let out a shrill cry, pounced forward, its claws gleaming like knives in the lamplight as it swiped at Yan Luo's face.

  Yan Luoniang raised the lamp in her hand, and a mouthful of spiritual energy that had been prepared earlier burst out from her Dan Tian, blowing onto the Luliu Dinghun Lamp. A flame shot up into the sky, engulfing the monster with the body of an ape and the beak of an eagle, as well as its pair of wings. The monster let out a mournful cry, turned around in mid-air, and fell backwards, still burning all over. It didn't manage to escape very far before it crashed to the ground, struggled for a few moments, and then stopped moving altogether.

  Yan Luoniang turned her head and looked at the crowd of masters, saying: "We're going after Master."

  He finished speaking and chased after Guang Han Palace Master in the direction he disappeared, relying on his intuition.