"Qian Fuhai? You're still alive?"

Lin Jinglong was immediately awestruck.

This man was Qian Duolu's father and the head of the Qian family, a clan known as the Duobao clan.

According to Qian Duolu, after encountering Lao Zui, the family used a ninth-grade teleportation talisman to send him away from the Holy Realm.

At that time, they were bewitched by Lao Zui's Drunken Dream Immortal Scripture and thought they had encountered an ancient immortal, so they were terrified.

But later, the people in the secret service informed Lin Jinglong.

That was not a real ancient immortal, but merely an illusion.

After that, Lin Jinglong assumed that the Qian family members had already been devoured by Lin Ruchu, since the Lin family members had begun to use the power of blood sacrifice to make up for the deficiency of the Heavenly Emperor's blood and qi.

Logically speaking, there was no reason to let the Qian family and their group go.

But in his mind, he actually heard Qian Fuhai's voice.

"Master Lin, we're not dead. When we encountered the ancient immortals, we accidentally stumbled into another dimension. This place is very strange!"

"What exactly is that place?"

"My family and I speculate that it must be inside the Holy Realm, but this place is pitch black, without any light, and it is filled with a strange aura."

"what is going on?"

Lin Jinglong questioned him repeatedly.

Qian Fuhai seemed to want to explain further.

Including the matter of his father, Qian Rushan, being injured, he hoped that Lin Jinglong could enter the Holy Realm to rescue them.

But his voice gradually grew weaker without him realizing it.

Like a kite with a broken string, it drifted further and further away, disappearing completely from Lin Jinglong's ears.

"Can't you hear me?"

Lin Jinglong and Ge Ling'er looked at each other in bewilderment.

He immediately felt incredibly regretful.

If Qian Fuhai could explain the situation inside the Holy Realm clearly, this calamity involving millions of people might be averted.

After all, Lin Ruchu and the others just wanted to enter the Holy Realm, didn't they?

Just as Lin Jinglong felt extremely regretful.

Suddenly, the fog dissipated in the distance, revealing a path, and there stood Tantai Xiong's figure before him.

"You're back again?"

Looking at Tantai Xiong, who had already fled.

Lin Jinglong's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Besides this person, there was another person beside him.

"Ouyang, that's Lin Jinglong!"

After Tantai Xiong fled, he found the controller of the mist array, who was also the ancestor of the Ouyang family, who was at the same Martial Emperor realm.

Ouyang Li!

The old man stroked his white beard.

“Young man, I have no grudge against you and did not intend to kill you. If you leave this mountain forest, I may spare your life.”

"Stop talking nonsense! You're a lackey of the Lin family!"

Lin Jinglong cursed.

Ouyang Li was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter, before quickly suppressing his laughter and his eyes gradually turning gloomy.

"I'm not the Lin family's dog. It's just that the secret of this sacred place is very important to me."

"It seems you're unwilling to back down no matter what."

"In that case, I only have one solution."

"kill!"

He raised his hand to manipulate the fog array.

The surrounding mist seemed to come alive, all condensing above Lin Jinglong and the others, quickly transforming into a giant several tens of feet in size.

It actually launched a direct attack at Lin Jinglong.

Ge Ling'er wielded the giant sword to block a punch from the Mist Giant, but this was only the beginning.

From all directions, countless wisps of mist gathered together, transforming into dozens of enormous giants. After letting out a silent roar, they all charged towards Lin Jinglong.

"This is a huge problem!"

Although Ouyang Li's cultivation level was not very high, this Misty Array was a genuine ninth-order array. In addition to being able to manipulate them to lose their way, its killing power was also quite terrifying.

Let's retreat!

Lin Jinglong grabbed Ge Ling'er by the collar.

He dragged her and quickly turned to flee.

Ouyang Li's smug voice came from behind.

"Since you are trapped in this misty formation, you are destined to be trapped. This formation is comparable to a celestial-grade formation. Even if you use the Martial Suppression Seal, it will be ineffective. There is no point in trying to escape!"

Tantai Xiong was even more smug.

"Lin Jinglong, Ouyang Li originally intended to deal with Situ Zhentian. These methods shouldn't be borne by a ninth-level Martial Emperor like you. However, since you've come this far, it's an honor for you."

The two men caught up with Lin Jinglong.

Lin Jinglong also realized that the Zhenwu Seal was actually helpless against this great formation. The formation's grade was almost at the Immortal level, exceeding the limit of the ninth rank.

"It seems that the Hidden World Alliance is indeed very powerful. This patriarch of the Ouyang family is not to be underestimated."

Lin Jinglong had already determined that this mist formation had become their doom, and breaking through it would not be easy.

"But it's not entirely unbreakable."

Lin Jinglong has already come up with a solution.

During his escape.

The countless mists around him seemed to come alive, constantly coalescing into giants that attacked him and Ge Ling'er.

After running dozens of miles through the mountains and forests, he should have successfully escaped long ago, but he unknowingly returned to the open space he had been in before.

Tantai Xiong and Ouyang Li hadn't even gone very far when Lin Jinglong ran back to them from a different direction.

Tantai Xiong was overjoyed when he saw this.

“Ouyang, your methods are indeed brilliant. They have lost their way in this fog formation.”

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