She hadn't felt this exhausted in the forty years since she ascended to the Nascent Soul stage. She felt as if she were drowning in the depths of the ocean. Everywhere she looked was darkness and emptiness, and the feeling of powerlessness within her threatened to overwhelm her.

The sudden appearance of alien visitors, the destruction of the sect, the irresistible mysterious force, and now no one knows where they have been taken...

However, it is not a truly desperate situation!

Chu Yao realized that her mood was unstable and quickly adjusted her mindset.

Although he was living under someone else's roof and wearing prison clothes, at least he was still alive. Although he could not use his Taoist magical powers, the Nascent Soul in his body proved that his cultivation was still there.

She has been practicing as a casual cultivator since then, and has found herself in desperate situations many times, some even more dangerous than the current situation. However, she was able to survive and escape danger with her wit.

She couldn't understand the mysteries of this spaceship, just like a Qi-refining cultivator couldn't understand the Taoism of a Nascent Soul cultivator, right?

What's more, now she is no longer a powerless Qi-refining cultivator. She also has a Nascent Soul body and a life-saving magic weapon, as well as the Soul Preservation Technique that can trigger the seal!

Although these twists and turns are extremely dangerous, they may not be opportunities. In the midst of crisis, perhaps the path to a higher realm lies.

As long as you are alive, you can make a comeback!

Chu Yao settled her mind, her thoughts gradually calming down. Since there was nothing else to do now except wait, she returned to her usual state of mind, silently reciting the Soul Conservation Technique in her head, pondering it carefully.

Then not long after, the "black mirror" appeared again.

It appeared without making any sound, so much so that some of the monks who were meditating didn't notice it. Chu Yao only opened her eyes and saw it after being touched by Senior Sister Bai.

What's going on? No one's causing trouble right now.

The black mirror hovered in the air for a few moments, then floated straight towards a middle-aged monk who was standing quietly in thought.

The monk stood with his hands behind his back, his figure erect and sturdy, his eyes and eyebrows embodying the elegance of a scholar, which attracted great attention. Chu Yao didn't know this person, but judging by his extraordinary bearing, he must be from a reputable and upright sect.

When this person saw the black mirror coming, he did not panic. He stood still, his eyes slightly narrowed, staring intently.

The familiar buzzing sound rang out again, and the strange black fog reappeared.

At this moment, the monk moved!

He was seen stepping his feet in a chaotic yet orderly manner, taking a mysterious step, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air. In a floating moment, he had already walked three meters away and left the range of the black fog.

Physical skills!

An idea flashed through Chu Yao's mind. This elegant monk was using mortal martial arts, probably a kind of Qinggong!

The black mirror paused again, seemingly unprepared for its own "vacuuming." However, it quickly began to move again, but instead of chasing after the elegant monk, it headed straight for the monk closest to it.

This person reacted quickly, lowering his body like a monkey, and wanted to jump out, but he was a step too late. The black mist only touched the corner of his clothes, and he was sucked in.

“Where is this!? You guys… Aa ...

The monk's angry roar was heard from the black mirror, followed by a heart-wrenching howl that made anyone who heard it feel cold all over and their scalp tingle.

After Black Mirror finished everything, he disappeared again "satisfied", leaving everyone in a mess.

"When I dodged just now, 'it' could have manipulated the collar to control it with lightning, but it didn't. I guess it forgot."

The elegant monk spoke slowly, stopped talking after making a point, and said no more.

Chu Yao instantly understood what was going on, and a chill rose in her heart.

This is a game!

This enclosed hall is a cage for fighting animals. If the black mirror is a gluttonous wolf, then these Nascent Soul cultivators are a group of little white rabbits waiting to be slaughtered.

The reason why I don’t care is because I don’t care at all!

The implication is that you can run as much as you want, but you can't escape the cage anyway. The slowest runner will be eaten!

"How can this be! We, dignified Nascent Soul cultivators, are being toyed with like this!"

An old man with white hair and beard spoke in a muffled voice, his expression filled with anger. Everyone else was like this, filled with resentment, yet helpless.

There's no time to think about anything else...

Chu Yao stood up and began to recall some of the martial arts he had learned when he was young.

Because she already anticipated what was going to happen next.

Sure enough, within two incense sticks of time, the black mirror appeared again.