"Zhenji, Sister Mu, are you talking about that?" Su Baoer said, pointing to a stone platform not far away.

The stone platform was more than two meters in radius, and most of it was covered by huge rocks and dust. If Su Baoer had not had sharp eyes and Mu Hanyan's reminder, she really would not have been able to find it.

"Yes, it's this one." Mu Hanyan walked quickly towards the base of the formation.

With her strength, even staying in Qianlong Valley for the better part of half a year wouldn't be a problem; it might even help improve her strength. However, Gao Weihu wouldn't last more than a few days. As for Su Baoer, Mu Hanyan wasn't worried about her at all. She said other people from the Temple of Light had come to Qianlong Valley, and there were plenty of people to take care of her. She simply couldn't bear to leave Gao Weihu and Mu Hanyan, and even more so Liuguang, so she didn't rush to find her companions.

"Stop!" Before they could even reach the formation base, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared in front of them. He glanced at Mu Hanyan and the others with an unfriendly look and asked, "Which temple are you from? Do you understand the rules?"

"You are from Xiafeng Temple. What's your name?" Mu Hanyan asked with a frown.

Judging from the symbol on the middle-aged man's robe, he is a subordinate priest of the Xiafeng Temple. Although his strength is barely good and he has reached the tenth-level divine priest, even their chief priest has to be polite when meeting Mu Hanyan. What qualifications does he, a lower-level priest, have to order around in front of the great chief priest Mu?

As she spoke, Mu Hanyan naturally exuded the dignity that only comes with someone who's long held a high position. Normally, Mu Hanyan was approachable and never put on airs as a head priest. However, this man, whose abilities were clearly average and whose status wasn't particularly high, acted condescendingly in front of her. His tone and attitude were unkind, which made Mu Hanyan very unhappy. His frivolous nature was easily revealed.

"I am Fei Changle, the prayer priest of Xiafeng Temple. May I ask your name, sir?" Seeing the majesty emanating from Mu Hanyan, the middle-aged man did not dare to underestimate her. He restrained his arrogance and spoke politely.

Fei Changle. Mu Hanyan thought it sounded familiar, and recalled it in her mind. Wasn't this the prayer priest who had forced Chen Xuefeng into a desperate situation and eventually became a bandit?

"The chief priest of Huayu Temple, Mu Hanyan." Mu Hanyan said coldly.

Although there must be something hateful about a pitiful person, conversely, a hateful person may not necessarily have no pitiful aspects. Mu Hanyan actually feels a little sympathetic towards Chen Xuefeng's experience, and of course she has no good feelings towards Fei Changle, who forced him into a desperate situation and eventually led him down a path of no return.

"It turns out to be Chief Priest Mu. I'm sorry for being rude." Fei Changle knew Mu Hanyan's identity and quickly saluted and said.

"No need to be so polite. I still have important things to do. Lord Fei, please make way." Mu Hanyan was not interested in wasting time on Fei Changle. She dodged and continued walking towards the formation base.

"Master Priest Mu, please stay." Fei Changle once again stood in front of Mu Hanyan and said, "Master Priest, the business you are talking about is this formation base, right? Excuse me, Master Zhao has ordered that this formation base is reserved for the other masters of the Temple of Life. No one is allowed to occupy it."

"Lord Zhao, which Lord Zhao?" Mu Hanyan asked with a dark face.

"Why, it's only been a short time since we last met in Huayu City, and Master Priest, you've forgotten me so quickly?" Zhao Xinghu strode over with a sarcastic laugh.

"Your subordinate greets Lord Zhao!" Fei Changle showed a flattering smile on his face and walked forward like a pug wagging its tail to beg for mercy.

Zhao Xinghu just waved his hand without even looking at him.

"It's you." Mu Hanyan said contemptuously.

As soon as Fei Changle mentioned Lord Zhao, she guessed who it was. As expected, just as she'd guessed, Zhao Xinghu would never let her off easy. As soon as she arrived in Qianlong Valley, he'd definitely try to make things difficult for her. Judging from the situation, Fei Changle had probably known her identity for a long time, but was acting on Zhao Xinghu's orders to deliberately make things difficult for her.

However, this method was still as despicable and petty as ever, which made Mu Hanyan feel deeply contemptuous.

Faced with a despicable villain like Zhao Xinghu, Mu Hanyan didn't even have the mood to say a word. She turned around and walked towards another formation base.

Although the array base was hidden deeper, it was not difficult to discover its existence with Mu Hanyan's powerful divine sense.

However, just after taking two steps, another young man blocked his way.

"I'm sorry, Chief Priest Mu, this formation base was also left by Lord Zhao." The person who looked down on others said. It turned out to be an old acquaintance, Ou Mingzhi, the young master of the Ou family of Lingyu Temple.

Why did this guy come to participate in the hunting trial? Isn't he afraid of death? Mu Hanyan looked at Ou Mingzhi with some surprise.

In reality, Ou Mingzhi wasn't fearless, but rather driven to the point of having no other options. The Ou family had driven Wen Gaoren away, and then Duan Cheng'an, completely crippled, left the Ou family, never to be heard from again. The entire Lingyu Temple's formation power plummeted.

The Lingyu Temple, which was once famous for its array techniques, now finds it extremely difficult to repair its own arrays. Naturally, the Ou family is suspected by other priest families. Although Ou Dechuan's position as the chief priest has not been affected for the time being, it is unlikely that Ou Mingzhi will be promoted to the position of the next chief priest. Even within the Ou family, some people are eyeing his position as the young master.

Coincidentally, Zhao Xinghong sent someone to inform Ou Dechuan, promising various benefits, and willing to join forces with the priest families of the Twelve Temples to deal with Mu Hanyan during the trial, and to guarantee their safety. For Ou Mingzhi, this was a great opportunity to improve his strength and establish his reputation. The two sides hit it off, and Ou Mingzhi was sent to Qianlong Valley.

Whether it was for the agreement with Zhao Xinghong or to vent the anger in his heart, Ou Mingzhi naturally spared no effort to oppose Mu Hanyan.

"Then what about the other formation bases? Could they all be left behind by Lord Zhao?" Mu Hanyan had some guesses about the reason why Ou Mingzhi came to participate in the trial, but she was too lazy to think about it. Anyway, she never regarded such a person as an opponent. She just glanced at him and asked sarcastically.

"Yes, they were all left behind by Lord Zhao." A group of priests who followed Zhao Xinghu said in unison.

Judging from their robes, they were all from the Twelve Divine Temples. Although Chu Yanghe and other chief priests from each hall had met with them privately, hoping that they would help Mu Hanyan in the trial, their respective families were already at odds with the chief priests of the other halls, secretly vying for power. This time, Zhao Xinghong, in order to win them over, even promised to help their families obtain the position of chief priest when the time was right. How could they possibly obey? They just wanted to be brothers with Zhao Xinghong.

"Sir Zhao, are you deliberately making things difficult for me?" Seeing them all speaking in unison, Mu Hanyan could not fail to guess their intentions. She turned around and said coldly to Zhao Xinghu.