After a tense and anxious search, he still couldn't find any trace of Shen Teng, and couldn't help but think in his heart: He escaped.

There was no time to waste, so he quickly adjusted his mood and chased in the direction of Lei Ze without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, a thrilling and ferocious battle erupted. A deafening roar, like a raging wave, threatened to tear the entire void apart. The forces of both sides collided in the void, stirring up ripples that seemed to distort even time and space.

Finally, a shrill, desperate scream emanated from Lei Ze, echoing through the silent universe for a long time, like a sharp blade slicing through the dead silence. Following this scream, the entire battlefield gradually returned to calm, leaving only devastation and endless silence.

Sighs and discussions echoed among the spectators. The Shen family, cornered, ultimately could not escape its fate of destruction. Beyond Pluto, with the exception of Shen Teng, whose whereabouts were unknown, the rest of the Shen family had perished tragically, leaving behind only endless sorrow and grief.

Upon hearing the tragic news within the Wan Yao Sect, Shen Xingze felt as if struck by lightning. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted. When he regained consciousness, his eyes were bloodshot, and anger and grief surged like a surging tide, nearly drowning him. He yearned to rush out for revenge, but Rui Ying and Bai Zhiwen held him back.

"Brother Shen, there's no point in being impulsive right now," Ruiying counseled in a deep voice, a hint of helplessness and determination in her tone. "Uncle Shen is a man of good fortune, and he will surely turn danger into safety! Our top priority is to quickly improve our strength. As long as we don't break through to the Heavenly Venerable realm, even protecting ourselves will be difficult."

Shen Xingze's chest heaved violently. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil. Seeing this, Bai Zhiwen stepped forward and whispered, "Brother Shen, deep within the Myriad Demon Sect, there's a mysterious place called 'Lingxi Yuan.' It's a place of cultivation meticulously arranged by Demon Master Kunpeng and Taoist Lu Ya." A sly glint flashed in his eyes. "Now that Kunpeng and the others are gone, that place has become a forbidden area for the Myriad Demon Sect, and no one dares approach. We can..."

Hearing this, Shen Xingze gradually calmed down. He knew that he couldn't get revenge even if he went out now. Although Zhang Qiming hadn't directly attacked him, the faction he belonged to was also to blame. He raised his head, his eyes like knives, and said coldly, "Let's go, let's go now!" However, he was pulled back by Bai Zhiwen again.

"No rush," Bai Zhiwen said in a deep voice, "Let's announce our seclusion first, and then sneak in quietly at night."

Night fell, and darkness enveloped the entire Wan Yao Sect like a vast curtain. Led by Bai Zhiwen, Shen Xingze and Ruiying moved through the darkness like ghosts, deftly evading layers of defense. Their figures loomed in the night, seemingly blending into the darkness. Finally, they entered the Lingxi Abyss.

As soon as they entered this place, a rich and majestic spiritual energy hit them, as if the essence of the entire world had converged here. This spiritual energy seemed to have come to life, happily swirling and dancing around them, as if welcoming their arrival. Shen Xingze couldn't help but take a deep breath. The spiritual energy flowed into his body like a trickle, making him feel comfortable and as if he was in an ocean of spiritual energy.

"The spiritual energy here is so rich that it's almost as strong as the Lingxu Secret Realm!" Ruiying couldn't help but sigh.

At the center of Lingxi Abyss, an ancient magic circle emanates a soft and mysterious glow. This formation was created by Kunpeng, using his supreme magical powers, combining the fundamental principles of heaven and earth with numerous rare materials. Its mysterious power lies in its ability to compress and purify the spiritual energy within Lingxi Abyss, allowing practitioners here to absorb spiritual energy into their bodies at a rate many times greater than that of the outside world. The formation is surrounded by spirit crystals emitting varying luminescence. These spirit crystals are of no ordinary significance; they are sourced from distant spirit crystal mines, each imbued with immense energy. Taoist Lu Ya, using the Fire Separation Technique, skillfully integrates these spirit crystals with the magic circle, enabling them to continuously provide energy to the formation, ensuring its stable operation.

Shen Xingze stood in the center of the formation, feeling the powerful spiritual energy, his heart filled with hope. He knew this was a rare opportunity. He raised his head and looked at the two people beside him. The three of them exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with determination. Then, they sat cross-legged together and began to practice rapidly.

Meanwhile, within the Leiyin Pagoda, Yu Kai stubbornly fought against the Buddhist chanting. As time passed, his mental and spiritual power grew immensely stronger, as if he had reached a new realm. The Buddhist chanting no longer had much impact on him, so he charged towards the third floor.

The third level, known as the Blood Lotus Prison, boasts countless blood-red lotuses growing on the ground. These lotuses appear delicate and beautiful, but in reality, they are incredibly sharp, their petals like blades. Yu Kai was cut by one of these petals upon his arrival, and blood flowed from his wounds, staining the ground crimson. To move within this level, one must endure the excruciating pain of the lotus cuts. Even more terrifying, the lotuses absorb his blood, growing ever larger and forming an even more powerful prison.

Yu Kai gritted his teeth, a look of determination on his face. He merged directly with Zixiao, and the powerful power of the pseudo-god instantly filled the Yueling Holy Sword. A dazzling light shone around him, and he roared, "Slash!" The sword light flashed, shattering all the blood lotuses blocking his way. He rushed upwards, and the delicate petals dissipated under his powerful sword intent.

"Oh my god! Is this kid going to the fourth floor?" Shouye was startled awake again. He rubbed his eyes and stared at Yu Kai's actions with wide eyes, with a hint of surprise and confusion in his tone. "What kind of power does he have that he can completely cut off these blood lotuses? It seems that this kid is very strange! Not only is his mind firm, but his strength is also terrifying. No wonder he was targeted by that old bald donkey Tathagata! But this fourth floor is the Mirror Flower Water Moon Prison. People will get lost in it unknowingly. Let's see how long it will take you to rush out. The more you care about the people around you, the easier it is to get lost."

As he muttered, Yu Kai had already reached the fourth floor. He surveyed his surroundings, surrounded by giant bronze mirrors. These mirrors emanated a mist that seemed to distort the entire space. Yu Kai, clutching the Moon Spirit Sacred Sword, took a deep breath, and charged forward.

The surrounding scene shifted instantly, and Yu Kai seemed to be outside the pagoda. He turned and saw a majestic pagoda behind him. The surrounding monks had also noticed him, and they surrounded him, each holding a Buddhist instrument. A senior monk, holding a demon-subduing staff and with a stern expression, shouted, "You are so bold, Yu Kai! The Buddha has imprisoned you for a hundred years, and you dare to escape without permission? Surrender now and come with us to apologize to the Buddha!"

"Having come out, there's no point in going back!" Yu Kai's eyes flashed with disdain, and with a flash of his body, he charged forward. With a swing of his holy sword, he cleaved each monk back. He flapped his wings and fled at a swift speed. Along the way, countless Buddhist arhats and bodhisattvas tried to intercept him, but he repelled them one by one.