"I never thought that there was such a secret hidden in the Luoshen Abyss, and I never thought that they could escape safely like this!" A man wearing a silver mask said with emotion from afar. It was Yun Qianmo.

"Her strength is increasing faster than I thought. It seems that I may have to take action in advance." The man wearing a golden mask beside him said in a deep voice.

"Sir..." Through the mask, Yun Qianmo's eyes revealed a look of reluctance, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Qian Mo, have you forgotten what we have been working so hard for all these years? I brought you to Luoshenyuan, don't you understand my intention?" The man in the golden mask scolded loudly, and then spoke earnestly.

"But maybe things are not as serious as we expected." Yun Qianmo hesitated for a long time and finally spoke.

"Haha, you think too simply. Do you think you can turn the world around with just a magic weapon? Back then, Lu Guantian thought he could understand the secrets of heaven, but in the end, he also failed." The man in the golden mask said with a sigh.

"Sir, is there really no other way?" Yun Qianmo asked with a gloomy look.

"What do you think?" The man in the golden mask snorted coldly and floated away.

Yun Qianmo looked at the receding figures of Mu Hanyan and others from afar. Finally, he sighed deeply and followed him.

…

Once again, Zhuang Ping'an and the others realized that Mu Hanyan wasn't just talking. Along the way, Mu Hanyan and Ye Lanxun had fallen behind the team, forcing them to discover and face every crisis on their own. Although Mu Hanyan would occasionally offer reminders, those were always critical moments when their lives hung by a thread.

Along the way, they not only had to deal with the increasingly powerful and chaotic power of heaven and earth, but also had to concentrate their minds to detect possible dangers. Even so, they didn't know how many times they had faced the terrible Jedi storm and the powerful beasts that suddenly appeared in front of them.

To survive, the exotic beasts of the Beiyuan Mist Plains are even more ferocious, using the law of the jungle as their sole survival criterion. Generations of survival of the fittest have left them far behind in strength, surpassing even their counterparts in the Longyan Mountains.

Finally, half a year later, Zhuang Ping'an and others took great risks and almost stepped one step at a time to reach the hillside only a few miles away from the sky curtain.

Everyone stopped at the same time, looking excitedly at the white light curtain that penetrated the sky and the earth in front of them. They could feel the aura of the formation in front of the light curtain. Obviously, this was the formation set up by the senior powerful predecessors. It was precisely because of this formation that the sky curtain had been maintained for a million years and the peace of the Holy Court Continent had been preserved for a million years.

Under the rosy glow of the sky, there was no more fog within a few miles ahead, and the power and laws of heaven and earth became much gentler.

They knew they were finally safe.

"We're here, we're finally here." Zhuang Ping'an raised his head and let out a long roar, a smile on his face and tears of joy in his eyes.

"We're here, we're here." The others also raised their arms and cheered excitedly, their faces also covered with tears.

Others also cheered at the same time, and for a moment the cheers were like thunder, shaking the earth.

All the people were dressed in rags and looked like beggars. Even when they reached the sky, many of them still had blood dripping from their wounds.

However, they finally arrived. The hardships along the way had also benefited them greatly. Everyone's strength had increased significantly, and their will had become more resolute than ever before. Most importantly, in order to detect those hidden dangers, they had to constantly focus their divine consciousness. Under the constant honing of their power, their divine consciousness had undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Young Master Mu, thanks to you for all the help along the way, otherwise we would never have reached Tianmu alive." After a long time, Zhuang Ping'an stopped and said to Mu Hanyan with gratitude.

"Young Master Mu, thanks to you." The others also turned around and looked at Mu Hanyan with gratitude.

"There's no need to be so formal. Being able to reach Tianmu is actually due to your own efforts. I didn't do anything extra." Mu Hanyan said modestly.

Upon hearing her words, the gratitude in Zhuang Ping'an and the others' eyes didn't diminish in the slightest. Indeed, Mu Hanyan hadn't done much, only occasionally helping them in their most dangerous moments or offering a word of warning. But without her crucial help, all their previous efforts would have been for nothing.

"Young Master Mu, please accept my salute from Zhuang Ping'an!" Zhuang Ping'an didn't say anything more. He just knelt on one knee, put one hand on his chest, and saluted Mu Hanyan with a solemn face.

This was the highest form of etiquette between swordsmen, and was only used during grand ceremonies when retainers saluted their suzerains. Given the dignity of swordsmen, they wouldn't perform such a ceremony even when facing the ruler of a nation.

"Young Master Mu, please accept my greeting from Sang Qinghe."

"Please accept my greeting, Nan Aotian."

…

All the descendants of the God's Guardians prostrated themselves on the ground and paid the highest respect to Mu Hanyan.

"What are you doing? Get up quickly." Mu Hanyan looked embarrassed and quickly reached out to help them.

It would be fine for others, but even Yue Fanchen knelt down to pay his respects to her, and she couldn't accept it. He was her uncle, an elder, and she didn't want to shorten his life.

Although everyone could see Mu Hanyan's embarrassment, no one stood up. They bowed respectfully before standing up, even Yue Fanchen was no exception.

His recovery was only possible thanks to the powerful sword spirit Mu Hanyan had gifted him in the Holy Soul Illusion. Even with his recovery and increased strength, he still had no confidence in surviving the numerous dangers of the Beiyuan Mist Plain. His ability to reach the Sky Curtain alive was all thanks to Mu Hanyan.

However, unlike the others, the look in his eyes when he looked at Mu Hanyan was not only filled with gratitude, but also with deep pride, the pride of being a descendant of the Yue family.

Seeing that they insisted on completing the ceremony before getting up, Mu Hanyan had no choice but to let them do as they pleased.

Like them, Mu Hanyan was also excited at this moment. It was not because reaching the sky curtain was not too difficult for her, but because her strength was increasing rapidly, and she was only one step away from becoming a sword master.

She was not idle along the way. She was secretly protecting Yue Fanchen and others without making a sound, while constantly refining the Xuanhuang Stone.

Pure and peaceful power was injected into her heart meridians. Influenced by the internal laws of the Xuanhuang Stone, the power of heaven and earth within a foot of her body also became much gentler.

Her strength continued to improve, and finally, she reached the limit of the peak of the Great Swordsman. However, at this moment, no matter how hard she tried, the Xuanhuang Stone could no longer be refined, and she could never cross the last barrier between the Great Swordsman and the Sword Saint.