100,000 years ago, the Demon Abyss suddenly appeared, evil spirits invaded, and humanity fell into its darkest hour.
Li Lingge, the first Great Emperor of the Human Race, to protect all livin...
Moon Shadow Sect.
Jingyue stood on the observatory, looking up at the sky of the Four Imperial Immortal Realm.
There, countless streaks of light were streaking across the sky, falling towards the Jiuli Realm like a meteor shower.
"What's going on? Why is the immortal energy leaking outward?"
Zi Shuhe, who was standing aside, suddenly had a guess in her mind, because she knew very well that Shangguan Yourong was able to set up a fairy-level spirit gathering formation, and Shangguan Yourong was in the Jiuli Realm at this time.
Although I don’t know which world the immortal energy has been lost to, the current situation is very similar to that of an immortal-level spirit gathering formation.
At the beginning, Shangguan Yourong was the Holy Maiden of the Tianzhen Sect, and she set up an immortal-level spirit gathering formation for the Tianzhen Sect.
The immortal energy of the entire Four Imperial Immortal Realms gathered towards the Tianzhen Sect, and the scene was the same at that time.
The Tianzhen Sect had incurred the wrath of the people. If it had not set up an immortal-level spirit gathering formation for the hidden immortal sect, the Tianzhen Sect would probably have been destroyed by the many forces of the Four Imperial Immortal Realms by now.
With the support of the hidden immortal sect, the Tianzhen Sect has already shown signs of surpassing other first-rate sects.
Zi Shuhe opened his mouth, but ultimately did not tell anyone about the Immortal-level Spirit Gathering Array.
After all, once this formation is mentioned, there is a possibility that Shangguan Yourong's affairs will be revealed.
"Just looking at it this way, it seems impossible to tell where the immortal energy is flowing."
Jingyue didn't say anything. She pinched the magic formula with her slender fingers, and a crescent moon mark appeared between her eyebrows.
This is the Tianyan technique that has been passed down in the Yueying Sect for thousands of years, and it can reveal the flow of the energy of heaven and earth.
As the spell was put into practice, her vision suddenly broadened.
The invisible spiritual energy flowing between heaven and earth turned into thousands of silk threads in her eyes, and the ends of these silk threads pointed to the Jiuli Realm!
"This...how is this possible..." Jingyue's voice trembled slightly.
In her vision, a huge vortex appeared above the Jiuli Realm. Ancient runes could be vaguely seen flowing in the vortex, and each rune emitted a huge energy that made her heart palpitate.
"That's an immortal-level spirit gathering array!"
Upon hearing this, Zi Shuhe couldn't help but frown.
She originally wanted to help Shangguan Yourong conceal the truth, but the sect leader directly used the Tianyan technique.
"Master, can you tell where the Immortal-level Spirit Gathering Array appeared?"
"That seems to be the Jiuli Realm. How could a fairy-level spirit gathering array appear in such a lower realm?"
Jingyue took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in her heart.
"Pass the order down, all disciples are not allowed to leave the sect without permission."
Then, a look of surprise appeared on her face.
Because once they find the formation master who set up the immortal-level spirit gathering formation and bring him back to the Yueying Sect, their Yueying Sect will have greater say among the major sects.
It is not impossible to rely on a hidden immortal sect like the Tianzhen Sect.
"You stay in the sect, I'll go find the person who set up the formation!"
After saying that, Jingyue took a step forward and disappeared into the void.
Zi Shuhe stood there with a complicated expression. After hearing about the Jiuli Realm, she became more certain of her guess.
The person who set up the immortal-level spirit gathering formation must be Shangguan Yourong.
She hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and followed.
In the star field, Jingyue suddenly stopped.
Zi Shuhe, who had caught up, asked tentatively.
"Master, what's wrong?"
Jingyue used the Tianyan technique again, but she could no longer detect the direction of the flow of the immortal energy.
"The formation has disappeared!"
Without the formation to guide the spiritual energy, even if she reached the Jiuli Realm, how could she find the person who set up the formation?
Hearing this, Zi Shuhe breathed a sigh of relief.
In other words, Shangguan Yourong only used the immortal-level spirit gathering formation briefly and removed the formation before everyone could react and find her.
Jingyue pondered for a moment, then spoke.
"Elder Zishu, I must be present at the sect's new member reception tomorrow. I'll leave the task of finding the person to set up the formation to you."
Hearing this, Zi Shuhe couldn't help but look towards the direction of Jiuli Realm, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
"The Sect Master intends for me to go find the person who set up the formation?"
Jingyue nodded. No matter who set up the immortal-level spirit gathering formation, she would find that person.
"This is our Moon Shadow Sect's chance to turn things around. If we don't seize it, how can I be content?"
After hearing this, Zi Shuhe knew that it was useless for him to say anything more.
However, how should she, who knew where Shangguan Yourong was, find the person who set up the formation?
If she said she didn't find it, how would she explain it if the sect leader knew the truth in the future?
Seeing that she didn't move, Jingyue looked puzzled.
"Elder Zishu, what's wrong with you?"
Zi Shuhe came to his senses and immediately shook his head.
"No, it's okay. I'll go right away."
…
Late at night, everything is silent, only the occasional chirping of insects can be heard outside the window, as if whispering the secrets of the night.
The moonlight was like water, pouring into the house through the half-open window lattice, casting a silvery halo on the room.
A carved wooden bed stood against the wall. The candles on the table had long been extinguished, leaving only a faint scent of wax lingering in the air.
Li Lingge lay on the bed, breathing evenly, and seemed to have fallen asleep.
However, in this quiet night, he suddenly felt an inexplicable weight pressing on his head.
The feeling was not strong, but it was enough to wake him up from his sleep.
He frowned drowsily, subconsciously thinking that Shangguan Yourong had woken up, and his voice was filled with helplessness and fatigue.
"No more, really not a drop left."
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the force pressing on him suddenly increased a bit.
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