Based on Xiao Ye's estimation, he had stayed in the Ancient Relics for about five to six days. Now the time for the joint mission of the devilish disciples from the Main Hall was drawing near, and he had to hurry back as soon as possible.

"I will come back here again."

Xiao Ye looked out over the Lost Mountain Range, silently vowing to himself.

Although from his current perspective, he couldn't see the slightest bit of the Ancient Relics, Xiao Ye could still sense its presence.

It might be the Guardian Array protecting the Ancient Relics that concealed its traces, but with careful exploration and waiting for the power of the Guardian Array to weaken to its minimum, it could definitely be found.

Even though his time in the Ancient Relics was brief, the benefits it brought him were immense.

Not only had his cultivation advanced greatly, but he also obtained an Emperor Weapon, together with a series of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

Putting other things aside, judging by his current strength, he was not considered weak among the devilish disciples of the Main Hall. If he were to use all his trump cards, he would certainly not be weaker than anyone else.

"Jun Shitian, if I encounter you this time, I definitely won't let you escape so easily." Xiao Ye's dark eyes glittered with sharp light, and his body was filled with soaring war intent.

Boom!

The next moment, Xiao Ye's body transformed into a streak of light and shot straight into the Heavenly Dome, quickly leaving the Lost Mountain Range.

Since the Guardian Array of the Ancient Relics did not affect martial artists leaving the ruins, Xiao Ye easily broke through the Lost Mountain Range.

The Lost Mountain Range lay at the junction of the Central Province Ten Domains and belonged to none, hence it was rarely visited.

Although there were rumors from twenty years ago that Elder Yang had brought treasures out from the Ancient Relics, as time passed, and more martial artists ventured into the Lost Mountain Range never to return, fewer people dared to enter, and it was regarded as a Forbidden Land.

Therefore, there were very few martial artists who were willing to take the risk to enter.

But today, the Lost Mountain Range welcomed a martial artist of the King Martial Realm.

He was a disciple from a Major Sect who, having heard of the incident from twenty years ago and ignoring the advice of others, made his way toward the Lost Mountain Range just like Xiao Ye had.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, a figure flashed over his head like lightning, startling the martial artist greatly.

"Astonishingly fast speed!"

This martial artist's pupils constricted as he watched the direction where Xiao Ye had flown off, his heart surging with shock and awe.

"His cultivation must be at least at King Martial Level 7, far beyond my own!"

"Even such a strong person is rushing to escape; the Lost Mountain Range must indeed be no simple place. I should leave too, lest I lose my life here," thought the martial artist as he took a glance at the Lost Mountain Range shrouded in mist, then hurriedly left.

Xiao Ye didn't realize that his swift passage had scared off a martial artist who wanted to enter the Lost Mountain Range.

If he had known, he would have found it both amusing and embarrassing.

"Taiyi Holy Palace, I am back!" Xiao Ye flew through the Heavenly Dome, gazing in the direction of the Taiyi Holy Palace with a smile on his face.

...

Time slips away when least noticed.

Half a month had passed since Xiao Ye emerged from the Ancient Relics, and the atmosphere in the Taiyi Holy Palace grew tense. Only the devilish disciples from the Main Hall and the elders of the Holy Palace knew the reason.

The joint mission of the devilish disciples from the Main Hall was about to begin.

This mission was extraordinary; it was aimed against the Ultimate Palace.

Facing a powerful sect with an awe-inspiring reputation and countless strong individuals that has been passed down from ancient times, even the Taiyi Palace does not dare to be careless. When the time comes, in addition to other major forces, they will also send out their own elite disciples, and the sect's powerhouses will also follow.

This mission, plainly speaking, is not only to annihilate the remnants of the Ultimate Palace but also to cultivate their respective sects' outstanding disciples.

The devilish disciples of the Taiyi Palace have been in closed-door cultivation for a long time, dedicated to their cultivation, seeking to break through to even higher realms.

As for the disciples of the Four Main Halls of the Holy Palace, this matter still has nothing to do with them; they are still living and practicing regularly as before.

One day, in the unremarkable treasure land of the Taiyi Palace, the Spirit King Pool.

Recently, the disciples who had just ascended to the King Martial level but had not yet transformed their Grotto Heaven into the King Realm were all queuing up here, preparing to enter the Spirit King Pool to transform their Grotto Heaven into the King Realm and establish a foundation, just as before.

Suddenly—

Boom! Boom!

Two powerful suppressions, terrifying in their intensity, swept over like an ocean, causing the complexions of many disciples present to change drastically, as if each was bearing a mountain on their back, making even their breathing difficult.

The weaker disciples were almost pressed to the ground.

"What a terrifying aura, could it be that one of the Holy Palace's elders has come?"

With great effort, the disciples stood against the oppressive aura and looked up, only to see a youth in a red robe with a particularly fiendish face and another youth in a black robe, walking side by side through the air.

They seemed like invincible War Gods, the apathy in their eyes shining coldly, and their faces full of arrogance, not even deigning to glance at the young ones below.

"It's the devilish disciples from the Main Hall!"

"The Red Robed Gentleman and Ye Rufeng!"

"Why have they come here?"

...

The disciples at the Spirit King Pool were all shocked.

The Main Hall's devilish disciples stood high above in the Holy Palace; not only were their cultivation strong, but their status was also extraordinary, and ordinary elders were not qualified to interfere with the actions of the devilish disciples.

With their status, they should often be seen in even higher-level treasure lands of the Holy Palace, so why would they come to a place like the Spirit King Pool?

At this moment, the Red Robed Gentleman and Ye Rufeng both looked towards the stone house in front of them, their eyes flickering with a chilly light, unknown to everyone what they were thinking.

"Heh, devilish disciples from the Main Hall?"

"To think my humble abode could attract the grand presence of both of you, truly a surprise for this old man."

Suddenly, an old self-deprecating voice came from within the stone house.

Immediately after, the disciples' vision blurred, and Elder Yang, somewhat slovenly, appeared as if through instant teleportation, looking coldly at the two devilish youths above the Heavenly Dome.

Elder Yang!

At this moment, Elder Yang looked to be in poor spirits, and his face bore a deathly pallor, like a flickering candle in a raging storm.

The Red Robed Gentleman and Ye Rufeng shrewdly caught this scene, their hearts secretly delighted, and their courage swelling a bit.

"Rumors say Elder Yang had a recurrence of his old illness, not far from death. Seems they were true."

The Red Robed Gentleman and Ye Rufeng exchanged a glance, and ultimately it was Ye Rufeng who stepped forward.

"Disciple pays respects to Elder Yang. Today, we come with a request."

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