"Is this the demonized Lord Bin?" Xiao Feng thought to himself, and couldn't help but gasp.

The shadowy figure roamed outside the palace, occasionally letting out a low, menacing roar.

It seemed to sense something and kept lingering near the barrier, but it could not find any trace of the group.

Xiao Feng frowned and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something crucial.

“Miss Wuyang,” Xiao Feng said, “the Lord of Bin has been corrupted by demons, but this can actually be resolved with divine fire.”

Upon hearing this, Wu Yang was initially delighted, but then a helpless expression appeared on her face.

She gently shook her head and said, "You don't know this, but with my strength, I can't even get into the place where the divine fire is kept. There's a three-hyena black dog there, a monster from the underworld, which I can't defeat at all."

"Three-hyena black dogs?" Xiao Feng pressed, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes.

Wu Yang nodded and continued to explain, "That's right, it was a huge black canine beast with three special manes on its head. It is said that those three manes represent the past, present, and future respectively. Its eyes can see through all illusions, and its teeth can tear space apart. Even I dare not approach it easily."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng couldn't help but gasp.

The strength of these three black hyenas far exceeded his expectations; no wonder Wuyang was so wary of them.

“I can go,” Xiao Feng said firmly, his tone full of determination. “In exchange, I hope to take a bit of the divine fire with me.”

Upon hearing this suggestion, Wu Yang was taken aback at first, and then fell into deep thought.

Her brow furrowed slightly, as if she were weighing the pros and cons.

After a moment, she looked up and nodded solemnly: "Okay, I promise you."

And so, following Wu Yang's guidance, Xiao Feng, Sima Yan, Zhao Yuwei, and Wu Yang headed together toward the forbidden area on the shore of the East Sea.

Xiao Feng walked at the front, occasionally looking back to check on the others.

Sima Yan and Zhao Yuwei followed closely behind.

Wu Yang was the last to arrive.

Finally, they arrived at the entrance to the forbidden area.

Wu Yang pointed ahead, his expression grave, and said, "There is an extremely powerful formation here called the Eight Trigrams Illusionary Spirit Formation. This formation is constructed based on the eight trigrams, with Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui corresponding to different illusions and dangers. Entering it can easily lead to losing yourself, so you must be extremely careful."

Xiao Feng looked closely and saw that the space in front of him was slightly distorted, and he could vaguely see different lights flashing in eight directions.

In some places, lightning flashed; in others, flames rose; and in still others, water rippled.

The entire formation was shrouded in a hazy mist.

"This Eight Trigrams Illusionary Spirit Array is indeed extraordinary," Xiao Feng muttered to himself. "It seems we need to be extra careful."

The entrance to the forbidden area was covered with coral skeletons.

These skeletons exuded a chilling aura in the dim light, like a warning from hell.

A fierce wind howled past, its sound like the wailing of ghosts and wolves, sending chills down one's spine.

The sound of the wind seemed to carry the wails of countless wronged souls, making it hard to breathe.

The three of them struggled to maintain their balance so as not to be sucked into the strange gale.

Wu Yang stood some distance away from them, looking anxious with a furrowed brow.

Her long hair was disheveled by the wind, but she didn't care at all, staring intently at the three of them.

"If you can't obtain the divine fire, immediately recite the incantation I just taught you," she shouted.

Xiao Feng turned to look at Wu Yang and nodded firmly.

"Don't worry, Miss Wuyang, we know what we're doing."

Once you take that step, you may never be able to turn back.

For my godfather!

The moment they entered the formation, the ancient water pattern formation was activated.

The passageway quickly transformed into flowing mirrors, each reflecting different versions of Xiao Feng, Zhao Yuwei, and Sima Yan from different periods.

These mirror images shifted and changed eerily, as if showing countless possibilities of their past, present, and future.

Xiao Feng saw himself in the mirror, fighting a powerful enemy, his sword flashing like a rainbow.

Some sit quietly in the mountains and forests to cultivate themselves, surrounded by spiritual energy.

Others were enjoying drinks and laughter with family and friends.

These images flash and change constantly, dazzling the viewer and making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Soon, a blood-red coral forest appeared before them.

This coral forest is extremely strange. The color of the coral is not ordinary red, but a deep red like blood, so red that it is dazzling.

The shape of the coral is also quite unique.

Some resemble ferocious ghost faces, baring their teeth and brandishing their claws.

A faint fishy smell permeated the air, carried by the sea breeze, making one want to vomit.

The coral reef was eerily quiet, devoid of any sign of life, and the surrounding seawater seemed frozen in place.

The entire scene seemed to be frozen in a terrifying moment, sending chills down one's spine.

Just as Xiao Feng was cautiously observing the crimson coral forest, he suddenly realized that his companions had disappeared.

Startled, he quickly looked around and called out, "Sima Yan? Zhao Yuwei?"

Just then, Zhao Yuwei's voice came from not far away: "Xiao Feng, I'm here!"

Xiao Feng looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zhao Yuwei standing beside a cluster of blood-red coral. He breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly walked over and asked, "Where did you go just now?"

Zhao Yuwei's eyes flickered, and she seemed somewhat uncomfortable.

Her fingers twisted together unconsciously, and her voice was somewhat muffled: "I...I saw something strange just now, so I went over to take a look."

Xiao Feng frowned, feeling that Zhao Yuwei's reaction was somewhat unusual.

But the situation was urgent, so he didn't think much of it and just nodded, saying, "Don't run around like that next time, it's too dangerous here."

Xiao Feng looked around, his brows furrowed, and asked, "Where is Sima Yan?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuwei's lips curled up slightly, and a hint of disdain flashed in her eyes.

She curled her lip in disdain, her tone clearly sarcastic: "He's just a burden; he might run away on his own."

Upon hearing this, alarm bells immediately went off in Xiao Feng's mind.

He carefully examined Zhao Yuwei in front of him, feeling that something was off.

Although Zhao Yuwei is usually straightforward, she would never belittle her companions like this.

Moreover, how could she say such a thing so casually in such a dangerous situation?

Xiao Feng suppressed his doubts and decided to test the waters.

He said in a casual tone, "Zhao Yuwei, do you remember the details of our last mission together?"

As he said this, Xiao Feng's heart began to race.

He secretly calculated that if the person in front of him was really Zhao Yuwei, she would definitely be able to answer fluently.

After all, that mission was an important event they had experienced together.

However, Zhao Yuwei's face suddenly turned pale after hearing this question.

Her eyes darted around in a panic, her lips trembled slightly, and she was unable to speak for a moment.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng had already made up his mind.