"The path to immortality has always been rugged and thorny, and the hardships and difficulties it contains are beyond the imagination of ordinary people."

"Without enduring countless trials and tribulations, how can one forge a truly invincible powerhouse?"

Qinglan's deep, pool-like eyes were shining brightly as she gazed at Su Qiyun and Feng Li's receding figures.

"Furthermore, in my opinion, neither of these two has an ordinary appearance. Their brows subtly reveal an innate great fortune, as if they were favored by heaven," Qinglan said slowly, her tone carrying a certainty.

"However, as the saying goes, fortune and misfortune are intertwined. Although they are blessed with great luck, they will likely encounter many difficulties and obstacles along the way."

"However, judging from their fate and fortune, they will eventually be able to turn misfortune into good fortune and danger into safety!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a half-smile.

He stared at Qinglan with great interest, and said with a hint of teasing, "Heh, the way you talk, you really sound like a fortune teller!"

Upon hearing this, Qinglan looked bewildered and asked in confusion, "A charlatan? What is that?"

Seeing this, Qin Feng simply smiled and did not intend to offer any further explanation.

He quickly shifted his gaze from Qinglan to Jin Xiaoman beside him, and then asked solemnly, "Fellow Daoist Jin, will you travel with me as previously agreed?"

For a moment, a brief silence fell over the surroundings.

Jin Xiaoman lowered her head and pondered for a long time before finally raising her head and slowly replying, "Never mind, the agreement I made with you before was due to my own lack of consideration."

He paused, then continued, "The opportunities and fortunes that belong to me should be seized by myself through hard work, rather than relying solely on the efforts of others."

"Moreover... after thinking it over, I feel that following you would probably put me in many dangerous situations."

Therefore, I will not be accompanying you on this trip.

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow slightly. "In that case, let's part ways here!"

Jin Xiaoman nodded, said nothing, and immediately transformed into a golden streak of light and fled.

Qin Feng and Qing Lan watched Jin Xiaoman disappear from sight, exchanged a glance, and then simultaneously transformed into streaks of light and fled in opposite directions.

...

The peaceful atmosphere on the Icewind Mountains was instantly shattered.

At the entrance of the temple, a massive explosion suddenly erupted without any warning.

This sudden change was like a bolt from the blue, startling many of the top experts around them. They instinctively retreated rapidly, covering thousands of meters in the blink of an eye.

As the sound of the explosion gradually subsided, everyone's attention almost simultaneously focused on the entrance to the temple.

However, the scene that appeared before them shocked everyone – the once solemn and magnificent temple entrance had disappeared, replaced by a bottomless, enormous, pitch-black hole.

This black hole resembles a ferocious maw, emanating a terrifying aura that sends chills down your spine, as if it were about to devour everything.

Upon seeing such a bizarre scene, Dao Yuan and Ning Que of the Backing Mountain Sect both frowned, their expressions shifting between light and dark.

Dao Yuan stared at the black hole, muttering to himself, "Could something extremely serious have happened in the temple?"

Ning Que, standing to the side, nodded with a worried expression and replied, "Perhaps... but I wonder if Peak Master Qin and the others are safe and sound."

His words were filled with concern for the safety of his fellow disciples.

At the same time, people from other major forces also had solemn expressions, their brows furrowed, revealing deep concern.

Just as everyone fell silent, suddenly, a deafening roar came from mid-air behind them.

The loud noise startled everyone present, and they all turned around at the same time to look in the direction from which the sound came.

Not far away, a huge and deep black hole suddenly appeared out of thin air, like a giant maw capable of swallowing everything, exuding a chilling dark aura.

Immediately following, accompanied by a strong energy fluctuation, figures shot out of the black hole like lightning.

These figures moved with incredible speed, arriving in the blink of an eye.

Dao Yuan stared intently, and when he recognized the figure of the leader, his face turned deathly pale. He thought to himself, "Oh no! It's actually a powerful member of the Spirit Clan!"

It turns out that the leader was none other than Ling Xuan, the Holy Son of the Spirit Clan, with whom they had previously clashed fiercely!

Behind him followed about twenty powerful Spirit Clan experts, each a half-step Heavenly Dao Realm powerhouse.

Upon seeing this, Ning Que's expression darkened instantly. Without hesitation, he quickly retrieved a simple teleportation array from his storage ring and threw it in front of him.

This simple teleportation array was a life-saving device he had specially prepared; it was directly connected to the headquarters of the Backing Mountain Sect.

Once activated, it can summon reinforcements from the Backing Mountain Sect to provide support in the shortest possible time.

However, Wang Xianzhi and Chunyang Zhenren, standing to the side, wore expressions of schadenfreude. They stared at Daoyuan and Ning Que with cold and mocking eyes, while making sarcastic remarks.

"Hmph! What an arrogant and overconfident fool! He actually dared to provoke the Holy Son of the Spirit Clan, and now he has brought a catastrophic disaster upon his own sect!"

Pure Yang Master echoed with a cold laugh: "Hehehe... Dao Yuan, Ning Que, are you two filled with regret right now? It's a pity, however much you regret it now, it's already too late!"

Dao Yuan and Ning Que had no time to pay attention to Wang Xianzhi and Chunyang Zhenren. They flashed in front of the simple teleportation array and watched Ling Xuan and the others flying towards them warily.

Soon, Lingxuan and the others stopped in front of Daoyuan and Ning Que.

Lingxuan looked down at Daoyuan and Ning Que with a half-smile. "Heh, are you regretting offending this Holy Son for that brat?"

Dao Yuan snorted coldly. "Qin Feng is a member of my Backing Mountain Sect, it's only right to protect him!"

Ning Que also snorted coldly. "Ling Xuan, don't be so arrogant. Although your Spirit Clan is powerful, our Reliance Sect is not to be trifled with!"

"Your mere twenty-odd half-step Heavenly Dao Realm cultivators? Our Backing Mountain Sect has plenty too!"

Ling Xuan's gaze sharpened, staring intently at Ning Que's face. "What did you say? Your Backing Sect has over twenty half-step Heavenly Dao Realm cultivators? Are you kidding me?"