Without even a chance to resist, Zhu Ying was struck by the sea of trees, her spiritual power instantly devoured, and she crashed into a huge stone tablet, falling into a coma.
"The Nangong family has won this battle. The marriage between Nangong Wan and Zhu Ying is null and void. The remaining conditions will be discussed later!"
As Zhu Ying fell into a coma, Guan Xiu, the official from Taihang Prefecture who had been invited to witness the event, shouted loudly and took out a marriage contract from both families. After handing it to everyone, he flicked his finger and a spark ignited the contract, turning it into ashes.
After doing all this, the official and Nangong Wan clasped their hands in greeting and then turned to leave. As for Zhu Ying, she was naturally carried back by the Zhu family, and healing her injuries was the priority at the moment.
Nangong Wan looked at Gu Yifeng with a surprised and shocked expression.
"The opportunity I had on Azure Dragon Island has allowed me to resolve this matter smoothly. Now, let's wait for Patriarch Nangong to wake up."
Gu Yifeng didn't explain much, he just waved his hand slightly, put his hands behind his head, and returned to the Nangong family home with her.
Perhaps sensing Nangong Wan's state of mind, the head of the Nangong family woke up around 10 p.m., and the poison was completely neutralized, but his cultivation level had only recovered by 20%.
Even so, he still possesses the combat strength of the mid-stage of the Void Realm, and should not be underestimated.
This is the foundation of a great family. Nowadays, cultivators in the upper three realms are rarely seen on the continent of Qun Guang. Most of them are cultivators in the Tai Xu realm. The top forces are dominated by cultivators in the He Dao realm.
As for the two realms of Transformation and Refinement of Spirit, they are almost all the foundation and treasures of various families and forces, and will not appear unless it is a matter of life and death.
Over the past two days, Gu Yifeng has been reading through some books and records from the Nangong family and has gained some understanding. He believes that there are no more than two fingers' worth of cultivators at the Refining Spirit Realm on the continent today.
This number is naturally not precise, but it is what is publicly known. Basically, there is an old monster sleeping in each of the Nine Provinces, guarding the Continent of Light.
The day after the Nangong family head woke up, he met with Gu Yifeng alone.
“Young Master Gu, we owe our family great gratitude for your strength in rescuing my daughter from this crisis. If you may know what you lack, the Nangong family will certainly do everything in its power to help you.”
Nangong Wan's father, Nangong Wen, said to Gu Yifeng with a smile.
"Patriarch Nangong, you flatter me. I simply couldn't stand seeing someone act so insidiously. Besides, I needed Miss Wan'er to take me to Xuanwu Heaven, which is why I intervened."
Upon hearing this, Gu Yifeng did not want to ask the Nangong family for any reward, and spoke calmly.
"I've heard about that before. Qinglong Island has been providing you with strong support, so you probably won't lack anything. In that case, perhaps there's a place that you might be interested in."
Nangong Wen was not surprised to hear this. He simply handed a jade slip to Gu Yifeng and slowly spoke.
"The Taihang Secret Realm?"
Gu Yifeng took the jade slip, scanned it with his divine sense, and quickly went through the information inside. He couldn't help but ask in confusion.
"Indeed, Taihang Prefecture ranks first in Jizhou precisely because of this Taihang Secret Realm. It is located at the top of Taihang Mountain. This mountain was originally the Taoist temple of the ancient Taihang Sage, and it is said that his descendants buried the remains of the ancient sage here."
"After the renovation, the Taihang Mountains became the place where the ancient sages passed down their knowledge, and it is also a sacred place in the hearts of the cultivators of Jizhou. However, the number of people who can enter the secret realm is limited, and my Nangong family has only had one in all these years."
"The Taihang Secret Realm opens once every hundred years. I hope you will cherish this opportunity, young master."
Nangong Wen spoke earnestly, gave a brief introduction, and then got up and left, not giving Gu Yifeng a chance to refuse.
He reluctantly accepted the jade slip and immediately began to carefully examine the information within.
The entrance to the Taihang Secret Realm is located at the summit of Taihang Mountain. It opens once every hundred years, and there are still three months until the next opening. This jade slip is the key to enter the secret realm, and only the holder is qualified to enter.
However, as long as you have a key, you can freely enter and exit the Taihang Mountains. Without a key, ordinary cultivators must pay one hundred low-grade spirit stones to climb the mountain.
In comparison, this key can save a lot of trouble.
"Never mind, since Nangong Wen has the guts to give me this key, he must have more opportunities to fight for Nangong Wan. I can go to Taihang Mountain to take a look now."
Gu Yifeng, having thoroughly grasped the situation, immediately tidied himself up, placed the jade slip into his spatial ring, and left the Nangong family's gate. Following the instructions on the sheepskin map, he rode the Longquan Sword and fled outside Taishan City.
Taishan City was one of the cities closest to the Taihang Mountains. He arrived at the foot of the Taihang Mountains in less than half a day and saw a group of people gathered at the foot of the mountain from afar.
Gu Yifeng only glanced at it from afar, yet he sensed a trace of Daoist essence within the Taihang Mountains, demonstrating the mountain's wondrous nature. Without exception, all those figures were queuing up to pay spirit stones, hoping to enter the mountains to gain enlightenment.
Clearly, these cultivators had already weighed the pros and cons in their minds.
Fortunately, there were two entrances to the mountain. Gu Yifeng went straight to the other, almost deserted entrance, showed his key, and successfully climbed the Taihang Mountains.
At the foot of the mountain, there was a stone staircase leading to the top. He immediately stepped onto the staircase with light steps and almost instantly felt a pressure coming from above his head.
"Damn it! System, what's going on?"
Gu Yifeng hadn't expected the stone steps to be like this, with an imposing aura, making it no easy task to climb to the top of the mountain.
"Scanning the host's environment. Results are in. Please check the panel."
The system didn't even bother to give Gu Yifeng a response; it simply activated the scanning function and replied with a notification sound.
Taihang Mountain, the boundary mountain of Jizhou, has only one path to the summit. Within it lies a secret realm, imbued with the oppressive aura of an ancient sage. The oppressive aura increases with each step, serving as a trial for disciples. Only those who can overcome all the oppressive aura at the summit can enter the tutelage of the ancient sage of Taihang.
Looking at the system information, Gu Yifeng was quite surprised. It seemed that this place really was the ruins of an ancient saint. Since it was for a trial, he had no choice but to honestly climb to the top step by step.
After a moment of contemplation, Gu Yifeng withdrew his spiritual power to resist and began climbing the mountain using only his physical strength.
The pressure from the previous hundred or so levels was still within my tolerance range, but it was equivalent to that of a cultivator from the Opening Mansion Realm to the Condensation Realm.
When he reached the 300th step, the pressure suddenly increased dramatically. The spiritual energy in Gu Yifeng's dantian spontaneously erupted, resisting the pressure and allowing him to hold on without being forced to retreat.
Along the way, he had seen many people who forced their way up the steps, only to have their legs crushed by the pressure, and others who were knocked down the stone steps by the pressure and rolled all the way down the mountain.
It is evident how terrifying this oppressive aura is, showing no mercy whatsoever. Anyone who forces their way onto it is very likely to suffer a backlash, and if they cannot withstand it, they will end up like this.
Even so, many cultivators still went against the tide without the slightest fear.
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