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Lonemoon quickly conjured a seal and connected it to the remnant soul. A moment later, two images appeared on top of the remnant soul. One was the location of the remnant soul – where they were at the moment. The other was a place with very little immortal Qi. There were multiple huge transparent peaks floating around that looked like they were made out of crystal. Each of them seemed to have a temple on the top.
“This is… Thousand Feet Mountain!” Zhu Ming exclaimed.
“Where is Thousand Feet Mountain?” Lonemoon asked.
“That is where the Supreme Divinity Qian Yue lives – it’s on the east of the Divine World.” Zhu Ming frowned. “Although Supreme Divinity Qian Yue’s personality is cold, he is someone of respectable standing in the Divine World. I don’t think he would have set up such a cruel array. Why is the person you’re looking for there?”
“We’ll only find out when we get there. Thank you, Fellow Daoist Zhu.” Lonemoon nodded toward him in thanks. Then, he turned to his two companions. “Let’s go! We’re going to find her!”
Yi Qing did not hesitate. He immediately drew his flying sword. Shen Ying picked up the ball that contained Shortie’s remnant soul and mounted Chef’s sword. Together, they flew out of the mystic realm.
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When the three of them arrived at Thousand Feet Mountain, they realised why it was named as such. Everywhere around were crystal mountains floating in the air. It looked like sharp blades that caught the sunlight and reflected it into passerby eyes. Those crystals were moving too. Altogether, the place looked like it was covered in some gigantic array.
What’s more, the mountains were half see-through. It was very easy for one to get lost among the mountains.
Lonemoon subconsciously glanced at Shen Ying, who was beside him. Then, he turned to Yi Qing and instructed strictly, “Watch her! We are only here for Shortie. We cannot get lost again. According to Zhu Ming, that Supreme Divinity Qian Yue must be of a high cultivation level. We’re not sure as of now whether he’s friend or foe and he has Shortie in his hands. Before we find her, let’s not be rash.”
After he finished speaking, he added, “Do you have the Aura-Concealing Talisman?”
“Yes.” Yi Qing retrieved a few talismans from his robes.
“Give me two!” Lonemoon took them and gestured for Yi Qing to take two for himself. “Let’s try not to alert anyone, understand?”
“Yes, yes, yes.” The two of them nodded profusely.
“Let’s go!”
“Wait, Father Niu!”
“What’s the matter now?”
“Are you sure…” Shen Ying scanned him from head to toe. He was dressed in a red bridal gown. “Are you sure you want to wear that in?”
“Shit!” He was so mad at the two of them that he actually forgot to change back into his true self. He conjured a seal and started to cast a spell on himself so that he could turn back into a female. He turned and glanced at a certain foodie, as he held his hand up for a second. A moment later, his form changed. His face was familiar yet strange – it was Shen Ying’s!
The two of them: “…”
“What are you looking at?” Lonemoon glared at them. “It’s better for me to change into this than use any other Aura-Concealing Talisman.”
Yi Qing: “…” That’s true. He had nothing to say in retort.
Shen Ying: “…” Son of a b*tch!
“Let’s go!” Lonemoon continued flying on his sword around the floating peaks. He used all his might to release his divine perception and take note of his surroundings. The strange thing was that during the entire way here, they did not see another divine being.
What’s more, the crystal peaks did not seem to be under any array. Apart from floating around before their eyes, they did not do much else.
On top of the clear crystal peaks, a temple appeared.
Lonemoon retrieved the transmission amulet that he previously left behind for Shortie. He transmitted some immortal Qi through it, but there was still no reaction. The crystal peaks seemed to have the ability to suppress signals. They had no way of contacting Shortie at all.
“Shit!” He muttered under his breath. “There are too many crystal peaks here. The transmission amulet is of no use at all.”
“Let’s knock a few of them down!” Yi Qing instinctively drew his sword.
“You must be crazy!” Lonemoon rolled his eyes. “Do you still want to save Shortie?” Can the two of you think of better solutions other than resorting to violence? What if they triggered the other party and got chased out of the territory immediately? The Invincible Sect would lose their only sword cultivator disciple.
“What should we do then?”
“We can only keep looking.” Lonemoon looked around the ground and waved at the two of them. “I’ve been observing the way these crystal peaks move. I think they’re all floating toward the west. There’s no array in the middle that controls them, and the deeper in we get, the more temples there are around us.”
He pointed ahead and continued, “That’s why I’m guessing these crystal peaks are spinning around something circular. I think it’s a natural maze. Shortie must be deep inside. Although flying right in would be the quickest way to get there, the crystal peaks must have some sort of relationship so that there’s no way for us to get to the centre immediately…”
“Master, watch out!” Before he could finish speaking, Yi Qing suddenly grabbed Shen Ying and retreated toward the left.
Crash!
A moment later, there was a loud crash and a huge aura charged toward them, brushing the right side of Lonemoon’s body. The peaks in front of them looked like they had just exploded. The glass shards began to drop down from the sky.
On the right side, a wide road appeared. They could faintly see the temple on the innermost of the territory.
“There’s a direct route!” Shen Ying pointed to the path.
Lonemoon: “…” Son of a b*tch!
Would they have died if they grabbed him before they retreated?
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The next moment, two terrifying suppressive forces headed toward them, down the pathway. Even Yi Qing could not help but frown. The rest of the crystal mountains around them cracked apart.
Lonemoon set up defensive arrays all over his body. “There are people battling ahead of us. By the looks of this suppression, their cultivation levels must be…” Before he could finish speaking, his eyes widened. “I… feel Shortie’s aura. It’s right there!”
Yi Qing paused. On closer inspection, he did faintly feel a familiar aura. The two of them exchanged meaningful glances and flew down the path. The further down the path they got, the more shards of what once were crystal peaks there were. They saw remnants of temples on the way down as well.
From afar, it looked like the two figures were battling. One was dressed in green and the other was white. It was not clear how far away they were from each other, but their aura was frightening enough. Compared to the battle between Long Zhen and Feng San, this battle looked far more aggressive. The moment their frightening force brushed past him, Lonemoon felt like his immortal Qi dissipated. He raised his head to look at the two people in the sky.
Huh?
“Chef, don’t you think that person in white looks a bit familiar?”
Yi Qing looked up and nodded. “Hey, I think so.” But he could not recall who it was.
The next moment, they heard an impatient voice saying, “I already said this. I don’t know the person you’re looking for. You can ask an infinite amount of times but my answer will remain the same.”
“…” The other party did not respond.
The voice spoke again, this time sounding more heavy than before. “I’ve already saved the person you wanted me to save. It’s been so many years – why are you still hounding me?”
A moment later, a cold voice replied, “She also said… you know!”
“You…”
“Where is she?”
“Stop pushing your luck!”
The two of them began to fight again.
Why did they feel like… The latter voice sounded so familiar?
