The afterglow of the setting sun gilded the sea of ​​clouds with a blood-red hue as the airship slowly descended.

The Azure Nether Ancestor stood at the bow of the ship, his wide sleeves fluttering in the wind. He pointed ahead to the mountain range shrouded in thick fog, his voice tinged with a strange excitement:

"White Fairy, the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range lies ahead. Look at that mist—" He condensed a point of spiritual light at his fingertip and shot it into the mist, "This mist contains the power of spacetime distortion; it is the entrance to the secret realm."

Bai Ying's eyes narrowed as she saw the spiritual light twisting strangely in the mist, sometimes as fast as lightning, sometimes as slow as a snail, and finally splitting into several beams that scattered in different directions.

These strange phenomena do indeed correspond to the legendary spatial and temporal disorder.

Xuan Yuan Chen took a step forward without making a sound, and stood right between Bai Ying and Qing Ming Ancestor.

His long, snow-white eyebrows furrowed slightly as he transmitted his voice telepathically, asking, "Girl, can these Nascent Soul stage cultivators really be trusted?"

Bai Ying had just told Xuan Yuan Chen about her trip to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range. Xuan Yuan Chen immediately told his disciples with lower cultivation levels to go back first, insisting on personally escorting Bai Ying in.

Looking at the people around her, a barely perceptible worry appeared in Xuan Yuan Chen's eyes.

Murong Jin's face was also full of worry. He knew that Bai Ying was very strong now, and he also knew that he could no longer catch up with her.

But those are eighteen Nascent Soul stage cultivators! Can Bai Ying really trust them?

"Junior Sister, should we return to the Lingxiao Sect first? Then we can go to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range on our own. Going with so many Nascent Soul stage cultivators is too dangerous! If we encounter any treasures, I wonder if they will become hostile?"

Murong Jin had witnessed far too many cases of murder and robbery.

Faced with eighteen Nascent Soul stage cultivators, the people of their Lingxiao Sect were no match for them.

"Master and Senior Brother, you need not worry," Bai Ying explained to them. "Their soul blood has been sealed within the spiritual contract, so they will not give birth to any other sexes."

Xuan Yuan Chen and Murong Jin were both shocked. They never expected Bai Ying to be so powerful, even managing to obtain the soul blood of these cultivators!

"Girl, you've really impressed me!"

A slight relaxation finally appeared on his aged face.

Murong Jin also breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Miaomiao squeezed through from behind, gazing at the eerie mist, and unconsciously swallowed.

"It seems we've arrived!"

Just now, Xuan Yuan Chen was worried about Wang Miao Miao's strength and asked her to leave, but she insisted on staying.

Wang Miaomiao knew better than anyone that her aptitude was poor, which was why she wanted to improve her cultivation even more.

She didn't want to always be protected by Bai Ying, but she also wanted to protect Bai Ying.

At that moment, Wang Miaomiao's words were interrupted by a sudden roar of a beast. The sound seemed to come from all directions, causing ripples to appear on the protective shield of the flying boat.

The eighteen Nascent Soul cultivators instantly formed a formation, their movements so synchronized as to be astonishing.

"Be careful, fairy!" the Azure Nether Ancestor shouted, "This is a 'Time-Space Illusionary Beast' guarding the secret realm; it can create terrifying storms—"

Before the words were finished, the mist suddenly churned violently, and a semi-transparent giant claw tore through the fog, slamming towards the airship. Strange patterns flowed across the claw, and wherever it passed, tiny cracks appeared in the space.

Bai Ying's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and the jade pendant at her waist flew up automatically, its gray-black halo spreading out instantly.

The enormous beast claw, carrying the power to tear mountains apart, slammed down. Just as the sharp claw was about to touch the halo of light, a sudden change occurred!

The gray-black aura surged wildly like a living thing, suddenly enveloping the strange beast.

A piercing scream echoed through the sky. Under the influence of the corrosive force, the massive body melted away at an alarming speed. Its fur, flesh, and bones all turned to ashes, leaving only a charred mark in the blink of an eye.

When the light faded, the people on the airship were astonished to find that they had been teleported to the skies above an unfamiliar forest.

The trees here soar into the clouds, their branches and leaves shimmering with iridescent light, and the air is filled with a rich spiritual energy.

"We...we're in?" Wang Miaomiao's eyes widened in surprise.

The Azure Ancestor bowed respectfully: "Congratulations, Fairy, on successfully breaking through the barrier of the secret realm."

He lowered his eyes, his brows furrowing slightly. This Bai Ying was indeed very powerful; every time he saw her, she was stronger than before.

They deliberately placed that monster here to avoid arousing Bai Ying's suspicion.

But to my surprise, she killed such a demonic beast so casually! Even I, with my Nascent Soul stage cultivation, couldn't do that!

However, a hint of triumph quickly flashed in his eyes.

So what if they're incredibly capable?

Will we still die?

Bai Ying stared at the scene before her, her pupils slightly contracting.

As the Azure Ancestor said, the flow of time in this space is indeed completely different from that in the outside world.

Bai Ying's lips curled up slightly, a hint of joy flashing in her eyes. She felt the slow flow of time around her, as if every wisp of spiritual energy had become exceptionally clear and tangible.

"Excellent!" she murmured to herself. "The flow of time here is truly different. A year of cultivation here would probably only amount to a little over a month outside."

The faces of everyone from the Lingxiao Sect were filled with barely concealed excitement. One disciple, carrying a bronze sword case, knelt excitedly on one knee, his fingers digging deep into the soil: "Senior Sister! The concentration of spiritual energy in this spiritual soil is at least ten times that of the outside world!"

"Bai Ying, this place is simply made for cultivation!" Another older senior brother stroked the ancient tree beside him, its voice trembling, "If I could seclude myself here for ten years, I would definitely break through the Nascent Soul bottleneck!"

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