A section of the Huashan mountain range.

Climbing steep rocks, leaping over hidden ropes, and pushing aside layers of withered vines, we entered a cave completely cut off from the outside world, where a secret realm on the verge of decay came into view.

The peach tree in the middle of the cave, covered with withered leaves, no longer bears much fruit. The pool beneath the tree is about to dry up. Only the innermost house still shows a hint of greenery.

But upon closer inspection, they turned out to be just a few green dye plants scribbled on the wall.

Looking further in, sharp sword marks were clearly etched on one end of a smooth stone wall.

'Could there be some unexpected surprise?' Lin Feng quickly looked around, but apart from the sword marks, he didn't find any stone-carved sword manuals or anything like that.

At this moment, Huang Zhen walked to the peach tree and leaned against the century-old tree, his brows furrowed with uncontrollable sorrow.

Lin Feng followed and walked over. Above the peach tree was a cave. Normally, the sun would shine in here, but now it was a kind of constant light that enveloped the sky.

Seeing this, Huang Zhen continued recounting what had happened: "The clouds appeared a month ago, and the trees started to wither around that time. I went down the mountain to investigate, and they said that the Divine Dragon Sect had suddenly discovered some kind of immortal technique..."

"After the Forty-Two Chapters Sutra spread, similar situations would occur roughly every six months, with strange people or mysterious treasures appearing from time to time, whether from the imperial court or martial arts sects."

Huang Zhen sat cross-legged, placing his hands on his dantian to maintain the balance of his own breath: "They call themselves the Evil Yuan Path, and they are all subordinates of my traitorous disciple."

"I once tried to capture them to find out the whereabouts of the traitor, but I never expected to implicate Junior Brother Gui and Junior Brother Yuan who came to help me..."

There was no sadness in Huang Zhen's voice anymore; all that remained was the helplessness and numbness after days and nights of regret, and the desire to quickly finish recounting what had happened.

"Next come the Five Mountains Sects, then Shaolin and Wudang. Every time they appear, they seize control of the sect's martial arts and simultaneously exterminate them all..."

After listening carefully to Huang Zhen's explanation, an idea popped into Lin Feng's mind: "I have a way to get you to find him, but... whether you can find him or not depends entirely on yourself."

Huang Zhen kept his eyes closed and remained silent.

"If possible, I can also help you find a way to save the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of light appeared, and Huang Zhen's aura surged, creating waves of sound out of thin air.

Lin Feng hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not make any demands to cause trouble. Instead, he said directly, "You already know about the participants. As long as you find one of them and make a deal, you can get the chance to leave this place."

"Use your martial arts, swordsmanship, fist techniques... anything that can interest them to complete this deal."

"There are five other people who have come to this world this time. They are likely on their way to Dragon Island. If you find them, you will have a chance to leave."

Huang Zhen's eyes were brighter than ever before, but just as he was about to give in, Lin Feng's next words made him stop breathing.

"However, your current strength is probably not enough..."

Evil Yuan Technique!

These three words were like a pair of giant hands that had gripped him for decades. Ever since he read them once, he had spent his days and nights in torment. Now, he was being asked to learn them, even to open his heart to learn them...

Lin Feng briefly organized his thoughts before saying, "Five days from now, the leader of the Divine Dragon Sect will begin refining pills and re-elect the Five-Colored Dragon Envoys. The other participants will then compete for the title of Five-Colored Dragon Envoy..."

"Of course, you don't have to go."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he stepped back a distance, giving the other party space to think.

The world is unpredictable. No matter what happened before, the future of this world is not in his hands. If Huang Zhen is timid and hesitant, even if he has extraordinary abilities, he will not be able to help them.

Especially the Evil Origin Path, this world has clearly become a mission world used by the other party to breed and harvest. When its final value is squeezed dry, it will probably become a world of evil spirits.

Being enemies within this mission world isn't so bad, but if it comes to things like Huang Zhen tying him up... it's not worth it.

"Damn it!" Huang Zhen stood up, leaning against a tree. In those three short seconds, all that came to his mind were his master's words when he entrusted the sect to the new leader: even if it meant being crushed to pieces, he would kill that traitorous disciple.

Lin Feng nodded and said no more, standing aside and watching.

Huang Zhen entered the small hut inside the cave, rummaged around for a while, and came out carrying a bag. He was holding a secret manual in his hand. After glancing at it with a complicated expression, he tossed it to Lin Feng: "You came to Mount Hua for this, didn't you?"

Lin Feng caught the manual, but before he could examine it closely, Huang Zhen stepped on a protrusion in the cave and leaped out of the cave: "See you on Dragon Island in five days!"

Goodness, will we be able to make it?

Should we ride at full speed? Or travel by water?

Huang Zhen's speed was so fast that Lin Feng's thoughts hadn't even fully unfolded before the description of the secret manual appeared before his eyes.

"Evil Origin Technique: Evil Origin has no form, no yin, no yang, it is the source of creation, the source of all things, the source of birth and death. When the technique is perfected, the Evil Origin is indestructible, and all laws are annihilated!"

This cultivation manual is truly...

Lin Feng was somewhat used to it this time. In a flash, the scene of his cultivation technique reaching its peak appeared before his eyes. On the endless battlefield, evil energy destroyed all laws, and a grotesque demon stood between heaven and earth, waving its hand to crush everything in front of it into a pool of black water containing the five elements.

He quickly snapped out of his reverie, not even glancing at the cultivation manual in his hand, and put it directly into his ring.

Lin Feng shook his dizzy head, and the pity that had just arisen vanished completely.

Huang Zhen giving him the cultivation technique wasn't a reward; it was a blatant attempt to drag him down. From beginning to end, the word "participant" solidified the positions of both parties.

After taking out his communicator and sending a message to Yu outside, Lin Feng found a stone and sat down.

As for Huang Zhen's matter, let's leave it at that for now. But the matter of Shenlong Island is a bit more unpredictable. The alchemy furnace was set up, and the live sheep from beyond the realm were used as medicinal ingredients. There must have been some participants who were captured and refined into Leopard Fetus Immortal Pills.

Their team has disbanded, but the participants in the other team may not necessarily disband. Among them, there may even be people from the so-called Evil Yuan Dao, which will create a deep connection between them and the Divine Dragon Cult.

This means they've definitely received a mission from the Five-Colored Dragon Envoy... or even something else...

With this thought in mind, Lin Feng suddenly transformed everything into a vast net that enveloped everyone.

Before long, Yu flew over from another mountain peak. Her pitch-black ghostly body returned to normal after landing, tore through the surrounding vines, and strode in.

The cold, damp cave had somehow transformed into a brightly lit farmhouse courtyard, and a servant who had been waiting led Yu into the brightly lit main hall.

A red-clad opera singer emerged from beside the stage on one side of the courtyard. A little girl and a simply dressed woman were waiting below the stage for the performance to begin.

Several musicians entered with their instruments, struck gongs, and played melodious tunes one by one.

Inside the hall, Lin Feng took out the evil martial art and handed it to Yu Yu, who then returned it to him.