Everything was arranged before Leng Yuexi underwent her tribulation, and she successfully passed the heavenly tribulation and ascended directly.

Qin Feng and Ao Ling also left, following behind Leng Yuexi without interfering, to see where they would be led.

As they expected, Leng Yuexi eventually ascended to the Black Rope Immortal Realm, the same place where Qin Feng had ascended.

This time, no one came to cause them any trouble, so it was relatively peaceful.

Looking at the scorched earth and the worrying scenery, Leng Yuexi frowned slightly. "This is not the immortal realm I remember. It is truly unbearable to look at."

Qin Feng agreed wholeheartedly, and told her what he had heard from Shang Ziming, offering her words of comfort:

"You've just arrived in the Immortal Realm, no need to rush. Let's convert your spiritual energy into immortal energy first. Then we can go and see other immortal realms. We can just rest here for a while."

If it weren't for the fact that all those who ascend from the Heavenly Desolate Continent come here, I wouldn't bother staying here at all.

Leng Yuexi nodded. Upon learning that Qin Feng had already reached the Golden Immortal realm, she resolved to improve her own cultivation as soon as possible so as not to fall too far behind.

The three of them flew towards Zeling Mountain, and no one bothered them along the way.

Qin Feng thought so too. He had destroyed the Yuan family and defeated two Golden Immortals from the Yan family.

Given his current reputation in the Black Rope Immortal Realm, those who don't want to die won't bother him. However, he was soon proven wrong.

When they arrived at Zeling Mountain, they looked at their newly built Tianhuang Residence and realized that something was wrong.

The great formation they left behind has been broken open, and there are people inside.

These people treated this place like their own home, chatting and laughing, and living very comfortably.

Qin Feng and Ao Ling stayed here for a while and no one came to cause trouble, so they thought no one would.

Before returning to the Heavenly Desolate Continent, they set up a simple protective formation, but an accident still occurred.

Qin Feng and his two companions flew towards Tianhuang Residence, wanting to see who was so audacious.

As soon as the three of them arrived at the gate of the mansion, someone rushed out from inside and stopped them.

The newcomers spoke first, demanding, "Who are you, and why are you approaching the Black Mystic Sect's territory?"

Ao Ling was so angry at hearing the villain accuse her first that she laughed. "What kind of place is this Black Xuan Sect? This is our Tianhuang Residence."

Upon hearing the words "Tianhuang Residence," the man paused for a moment, then quickly recovered and pointed to the plaque of the mansion.

"What Tianhuang Residence? You've got it wrong. See? This is clearly the Black Mystic Sect."

Qin Feng and his two companions hadn't noticed this before, but when they looked up, they saw that it indeed said "Black Profound Sect," while the plaque for "Heavenly Wasteland Residence" had been removed at some point.

Ao Ling couldn't hold back any longer. That was the immortal wood she had painstakingly selected, and now she didn't know where it had gone.

She slapped the man who had spoken to the ground, stomped on his back, and said angrily, "Tell me, where did you put that plaque?"

That man was also a True Immortal, and he never expected to be suddenly pinned to the ground. He was both ashamed and angry, and unable to break free, he could only threaten:

"Let me go! Our Black Mystic Sect has Golden Immortal experts. You, a mere True Immortal, will be in deep trouble."

Ao Ling ignored his threats and continued to step on him, rendering him unable to move.

A Golden Immortal? She can't handle that right now, but isn't her brother Feng there for her!

The situation quickly attracted the attention of those inside, and eight people came out one after another.

These people were dressed in the same clothes as the person who had just spoken, with the character "玄" embroidered on their chests. They seemed to be members of the so-called Black Xuan Sect.

Seeing their own man being trampled underfoot, the eight men were enraged and shouted, "What happened? Let's talk this out. Let him go first!"

Ao Ling ignored this.

When the eight men realized they couldn't persuade them, they couldn't help but start to attack.

The three of them ran towards Ao Ling, two walked towards Leng Yuexi, and the other three aimed at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng glanced at the cultivation levels of these people. Apart from the two who were walking towards him, the rest were all True Immortals, and Ao Ling could handle them.

He easily defeated those who attacked him and Leng Yuexi, and as for Ao Ling's three opponents, let her practice her skills.

Seeing the three men rushing towards him angrily, Ao Ling snorted coldly, stomped heavily on the man's back with her small foot, and took the initiative to meet them.

The man cried out in pain, vomited a mouthful of blood, and fainted.

Upon seeing this, the three attackers became even more enraged and attacked Ao Ling with even greater force.

Ao Ling faced three opponents without fear, and did not use any weapons, but repeatedly unleashed her small fists.

The dragon's physical body is inherently powerful, and the gusts of wind stirred up by its swinging fists were quite powerful, showing that these seemingly small pink fists were quite strong.

For a time, the two sides were evenly matched.

The three from the Black Mystic Sect were completely bewildered. The situation was not what they had expected. How could this little girl be so fierce?

They looked at each other, still pinning their hopes on the five people who were dealing with Qin Feng and Leng Yuexi.

But when they looked over, they almost fainted. The five people had already been taken down by Qin Feng, and their fates were unknown.

The three members of the Black Mystic Sect began to feel afraid and had no choice but to call for help, shouting loudly.

"Uncle Fang, come quickly! Something terrible has happened!"

"Something terrible has happened to Master."

"Elder Fang, something bad has happened."

Ao Ling snorted coldly and, taking advantage of this brief opportunity, used her spatial power to instantly appear behind them and punch each of them.

The three members of the Black Mystic Sect were a little dazed from the beating, but Ao Ling did not let them off the hook. She continued to throw punches at them with her small fists.

She muttered to herself, "You took our place and even lost the signboard."

At this moment, an old man walked out from the inner hall. His clothes were similar in style to those of the others, but he was clearly of a higher rank.

Seeing the situation outside, the old man coldly shouted, "Who are you? Stop right now!"

Ao Ling seemed not to hear, and continued to beat up the three members of the Black Profound Sect.

The old man was furious. He took a step and flew into the air, heading towards Ao Ling. It seemed he was about to attack Ao Ling.

Qin Feng glanced at the old man; he was a late-stage Golden Immortal, and if nothing unexpected happened, he was injured.

Moreover, it seemed that the other party did not recognize him, which was a bit strange.

He's not bragging, but while he may not know many people in the Black Rope Immortal Realm, there aren't many who don't know him.

Could it be that the people from the Black Mystic Sect came from other immortal realms?

Qin Feng naturally wouldn't allow the old man to attack Ao Ling. Ao Ling was now a True Immortal, and she was no match for the old man.

He moved swiftly, appearing in front of the old man and blocking his way.

The old man glanced at Qin Feng, unable to discern anything, then glared angrily and said sternly, "Get out of my way if you don't want to die."

Qin Feng stood motionless in front of him, simply looking at him calmly.

Without hesitation, the old man struck Qin Feng with a palm strike. He was extremely arrogant, and his action seemed to be shooing away an annoying fly.

Qin Feng remained calm and composed, and in response to the incoming palm strike, he struck out with his own palm.

The old man sneered, wanting to see Qin Feng get slapped away.

*Smack*

The old man's imagined scene did not occur when his palms clashed; instead, he was knocked back and staggered.