Southern Xinjiang, the Ten Thousand Mountains.

A white fog blanketed the sky, filling heaven and earth, obscuring the blue sky, and severing the earth.

There was a serpent thousands of feet long, coiled in the vast white mist.

Standing tall and majestic, as imposing as a mountain, it resembles a divine palace.

Birds occasionally flew by, but they all seemed like ants.

Suddenly, the serpent seemed to be startled and plunged headfirst into the vast white mist.

Then, in a flash, she transformed into a stunningly beautiful woman in her late teens.

She was dressed in a blue and white palace dress, with a brocade half-sleeved jacket over it, exuding a charming yet elegant allure.

A flowing ribbon wrapped around her arm adds to the ethereal and otherworldly feel.

Like a celestial being descending to earth.

Behind her, beneath a sea of ​​clouds interwoven with vast white mist, it was as if she had suddenly transitioned from winter to the lush height of summer.

Everywhere you look, there is lush greenery, with layers upon layers of mountains, towering peaks, and endless valleys.

It's as if the green pine trees are her garments, and the thin mist is her veil.

A celestial deer strolled among the mountains, and a blue fox leaped through the forest.

White cranes danced in the thin mist, and golden butterflies spread their wings among the flowers.

Like a traditional Chinese painting, it appears and disappears in the misty rain.

Then one sees towering peaks, with palaces and mansions nestled among them.

From time to time, cultivators would ride the clouds and soar through the sky on cranes, calling out to friends and playing chess and drinking tea atop the mountains and beneath the white clouds.

What an ethereal atmosphere! It truly is a divine abode.

But with a wave of her arm, the entire scene was completely destroyed.

Countless streaks of light rose and fell, and array formations were quickly activated.

Countless array lights, mixed with the sky-covering white mist, intertwined to form a massive and complex protective array for the mountain.

Everything was concealed within the protective mountain formation, with nothing revealed whatsoever.

After doing all this.

Then the "flying fairy" waved her hand and released a talisman, which disappeared into the high sky in an instant.

"boom!"

The next moment.

Hundreds of miles away, a dazzling and domineering beam of light suddenly rose up.

Then, as he descended from the sky, he transformed into a majestic and burly man clad in a colorful brocade robe, and came to the side of the "flying fairy".

He had a bushy beard and fierce eyes; just by standing there, he gave off an air of arrogance.

His eyes seemed to be even higher than the "king" character tattoo on his forehead.

An aura of domineering power, arrogance, and tyranny immediately swept over us.

Especially the short, needle-like mustache on his chin has a kind of sloppy "beauty" that "doesn't care about the lives of others".

Just by looking at his posture, you can tell this person is incredibly strong.

If this kind of person weren't strong, they would have been beaten to death long ago!

If Bai Cang were here, he would definitely recognize this person at a glance.

Isn't this his former "Dear Teacher Han," and later "Little Beast Han"?

However, at this moment, Han Qinhu had already condensed a high-grade golden core.

His overwhelming aura suppressed even the "Flying Fairy," who was also a high-grade Golden Core cultivator, to the point that she couldn't exert any strength at all.

"Yin Sha, what's the reason for this warning?"

Han Qinhu impatiently yelled, "Although I've agreed to protect you at Heshan Dao for a hundred years out of respect for that wicked disciple."

But if they issue any more misleading warnings this time, don't blame us for not taking action next time!

It turns out that this "Flying Fairy" is none other than "Yin Sha Zhenjun".

Hearing Han Qinhu's blunt words, Yin Sha Zhenjun did not take them seriously.

Instead, he looked tense, his brows furrowed as he stared in a certain direction. "Fellow Daoist Han, this is no unwarranted warning, but rather..."

The next instant, before Yin Sha Zhenjun could finish speaking, a purple sword light flew from the distant sky and slashed towards them.

Then, in a flash, countless sword lights materialized and spread out in a mighty wave.

It resembles the ever-flowing Yangtze River, or the celestial realm reflected in the heavens.

In an instant, all the spiritual energy above the vast sea of ​​clouds was filled with the sharp sword intent.

A moment later, the purple sword light that filled the sky subsided and coalesced into a square-faced Taoist priest wearing a purple lightning sword robe, looking contemptuously in the direction where the two were standing.

"Where is the person in charge here? Come out and greet us at once!"

Upon hearing this, Han Qinhu flew into a rage, "You scoundrel, how dare you come to my protected territory to ask for wildfire?!"

"boom!"

Han Qinhu roared, his aura surging, and he was about to make a move.

But at that moment, a deafening thunderclap suddenly resounded throughout the heavens.

Streaks of five-colored lightning suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Then it spread across the sky, weaving together a sea of ​​thunder.

Finally, it vanished into the sky and transformed into a majestic Taoist priest clad in a five-colored lightning robe.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the sky was filled with howling winds and thunder, like a fierce gale from the heavens.

Almost instantly, they converged in mid-air, coalescing into a handsome Taoist priest clad in a green robe, surrounded by wind and thunder.

"We are disciples of the Grand Master of Hunyuan Sect. Why don't you all come out and kneel to welcome us?"

"The Grand Master's imperial procession is approaching; who among you dares to be disrespectful?"

The moment Wu Lei Dao Ren and Feng Lei Dao Ren spoke, Han Qin Hu's blood pressure soared.

"I don't care what kind of bullshit Grand Master your mother is, I think you all want to die!"

Han Qinhu conjured a scroll of dark iron in his hand, and with a leap, he couldn't help but make his move.

"You unfilial disciple, wait! Something's not right!"

Just then, an old hand suddenly appeared out of thin air on Han Qinhu's shoulder, firmly pressing down on his body.

Immediately afterwards, the illusory light sketched out and quickly condensed into a tall human figure.

He had tiger-like eyes, white eyebrows, and hair as black as ink. He wore a dark blue Taoist robe embroidered with images of the Yuluo Xiaotai, the sun, moon, and stars.

His aura was as deep as the sea, giving people a feeling of unfathomable depth.

"Old Cha, are you perhaps getting more timid as you get older in the underworld?"

Han Qinhu, with a dismissive expression, said impatiently, "It's just three high-grade Golden Core cultivators. With you and me, plus the support of the Dutian Xuanming Strategy, how could we not win?"

Even if we are no match for them, they have a "respected master" above them and a "good disciple" below them. Can't they just walk sideways?

Looking across the entire Great Crimson Heaven, who dares to do anything to me?

However, Han Qinhu did not say these two sentences aloud.

After all, "living off one's parents" and "living off one's children" is nothing to brag about.

This is somewhat inconsistent with his "Master Han" style of doing things.

"What do you know? Better safe than sorry!"

"Old Ghost Cha" looked solemnly at the distant horizon, clearly in a state of high alert.

"Boom!"

Just then, the entire world suddenly shone with light.

A myriad of rays of light descend from the sky, while a thousand auspicious clouds rise from the mountains.

Melodious music, like heavenly music, resounded from the void.

Countless black and white dots of light, like stars scattered across the sky, slowly drifted down.

Seeing this, "Old Ghost Cha's" expression instantly changed from solemn to terrified, and he muttered to himself:

"Bright and shining, yet never-ending; the palace of longevity, though fraught with hardship, shines with the same brilliance as the sun and moon."

Riding a dragon in imperial robes, the majestic spirit descends, traversing the four seas without end…