"The leader is just ahead. Please go on alone."

"She said she hopes to meet with you alone."

The young man who had led Wei Yuan to the heart of the Tianmo lineage stopped. Even though he was still wearing a mask, one could clearly see the sorrowful regret in his expression. After all, they had guarded the Tianmo lineage for over six thousand seven hundred years. For these people, their fathers and their ancestors had all been raised and taught by this old woman.

Generations of Tianmo had died, but this leader had never left. She was truly like a guardian.

For them, the existence of this adult was like the boundless sky and the qi of the Turbid World – something that should have been eternally indestructible. But now, even the foundation of the entire Turbid World had collapsed, and the legend that had guarded the clan for over six thousand seven hundred years was coming to an end.

Wei Yuan nodded and walked alone into the core area of the Tianmo in the Turbid World.

The previously incomparably powerful Tianmo leader was there. She was not as Wei Yuan had seen her before, just an old woman with a beauty mark at the corner of her eye. Now, she was still wearing the attire of the Turbid World Tianmo, but she was sitting on a chair, having removed the mask that concealed her face during Tianmo battles.

She no longer had the aged, wrinkled appearance.

Instead, her black hair was tied up, her face was pale and soft, her skin almost translucent, her eyes large and dark, her temperament clean and gentle. Her black hair fell smoothly, and the beauty mark at the corner of her eye added a touch of charm and playfulness to her originally scholarly and gentle demeanor.

At this moment, she was holding a scroll, staring blankly, lost in thought, facing the scenery of the Turbid World.

She didn't respond when Wei Yuan approached.

Wei Yuan raised his head and looked at the territory of the Turbid World Tianmo. This place was not actually a wide-open space. The reason why no one dared to make threats for so long, saying they would eradicate the Turbid World Tianmo territory in one fell swoop, was because this place was extremely narrow and treacherous. Even the Turbid World experts who entered would be caught in situations of fighting multiple opponents, isolated and without support.

In addition, the Tianmo were originally very good at bewitching souls and twisting perceptions.

This was the reason why the Tianmo had been able to survive for over six thousand seven hundred years, despite many changes and the ruthless killing of many Turbid World experts and Gui Xu Wanderers from the Gui Xu lineage. However, the extremely narrow location meant that the environment here was inevitably very cramped.

The overall environment and atmosphere of the Turbid World were already inclined towards oppression and depth, so the scenery was naturally not very good.

Looking out from this angle, one could only see the unchanging mountains and oppressive scenery. Because the sky was dark, looking at it for a long time would always make one feel depressed. Of course, this was just Wei Yuan's own thought. The root of this thought might also be because Wei Yuan came from the Clear World.

He was used to everything in the Clear World, the blue sky, white clouds, and the vast expanse of the Milky Way.

Looking at the scenery of the Turbid World again, he would naturally feel uncomfortable and dislike it.

"You're back."

The Tianmo leader, who had regained her youthful appearance, spoke softly. Her true spirit was stable, and there was no doubt that this was not a so-called change of appearance or illusion technique, but her true appearance. However, Wei Yuan didn't know whether it was because she had used some forbidden technique to stimulate her potential and bloodline, resulting in a temporary return to youth.

Or whether this was her true appearance now.

Perhaps the image of the old woman with white hair and a hunched back was just some kind of disguise.

Or perhaps it was a secret technique used to slow down the loss of essence, qi, and spirit, in order to prolong life. Wei Yuan was not sure.

At this moment, thoughts flashed through his mind, and he nodded peacefully. His divine sense swept over the body of the Tianmo leader in front of him, sensing the decline of her qi and the withering of her spirit. A complex look appeared in his eyes – there was no doubt that this Tianmo leader had reached the end of her life.

And the direct cause was probably the use of that powerful divine weapon that could directly destroy the true spirit and damage the soul.

All divine weapons and swords were inherently fierce. If one wanted to wield such immense power, then one had to be prepared to be countered and injured by that power. Especially divine swords. If one could be recognized by the divine sword as its master, and the sword possessed spirituality, then it would naturally have the effect of alerting and protecting its master. However, if one was not recognized by the sword, but used other means and secret techniques to control the sword to kill enemies, then one had to be prepared to be countered by that immense sword energy.

The woman in front of him, although she had already reached the limit of her lifespan.

But she would not have withered away so quickly as she was now.

Such a huge change was naturally because she had used this sword. And the reason for using this sword was because of the Turbid World Foundation and its elite Turbid World god and demon battle formation that had come chasing after Wei Yuan and the others.

The voice of the young girl, who had regained her youth, was gentle. She seemed to know the guilt in Wei Yuan's heart, and smiled:

"There's no need to blame yourself."

"Actually, I was going to die anyway. Living one or two days more or less doesn't matter."

"And the Turbid World Foundation is not your fault either. He trained these battle formations with the intention of attacking us. In that case, I should thank you. If it weren't for your appearance, we would have had to face not just the remaining part of the battle formation, but the entire Turbid World Foundation, a Daoguo realm expert of the Turbid World, and the Turbid World battle formation he led."

"So, I still benefited from you."

"Besides, if it weren't for today's situation, I probably wouldn't have been able to make up my mind to take that sword, right?"

The Tianmo leader sighed.

Wei Yuan said slowly: "...That sword?"

When he came over earlier, he had already seen the appearance of the battlefield. The sword seemed to only kill souls and true spirits, but did not cause much damage to the physical body. Therefore, no matter how powerful the physical bodies of those Turbid World gods and demons had become, even if they could move mountains and divide seas, as long as their spirits and souls were not strong enough, they would still be killed by the sword.

Killed without mercy.

Extremely domineering.

The girl with the beauty mark at the corner of her eye smiled and said: "I knew you would ask that."

"Actually, I also wanted to tell you the origin of this sword from the bottom of my heart."

"I also wanted to give this sword to you. After all, in this world, only you are qualified to hold this sword."

"But unfortunately, and I'm sorry, for some reason, I can't give this sword to you right now."

She looked at Wei Yuan, and then smiled: "This is also, the order of the Venerable."

"Although I respect you very much, orders are still orders, and they cannot be violated."

Wei Yuan was not the kind of person who would forcibly take something he liked. If it was Fu Xi here, he wouldn't care about any agreements or orders. What's mine is naturally mine, and what's yours, as long as I like it, is also mine. And Fu Xi would not have the slightest psychological guilt, and would not feel sorry for you at all.

To take a step back, even if he didn't snatch it on the spot.

I'll take your things after you die.

Your rules are your rules, and your agreements are your agreements.

What does it have to do with me, the Moral Celestial Venerable?!

And Wei Yuan would naturally not be like Fu Xi. Or rather, only when facing Fu Xi would Wei Yuan show the scum hidden deep in his heart. When facing evil people, one must be more evil than them. And when facing Fu Xi, you can only be more of a scum than Fu Xi to avoid being tricked. Walk Fu Xi's path and leave Fu Xi with no path to walk!

Wei Yuan said: "In that case, then I won't ask."

The leader of the Tianmo smiled and said, "Thank you for your understanding."

"However, although I can't tell you where this sword is, or even let you know what this sword looks like, I still have a gift for you." She stroked the scroll in her hand, and then handed this well-preserved scroll to Wei Yuan. There were fine and beautiful patterns on the back of the paper, and then she gestured for Wei Yuan to unfold it.

Wei Yuan slowly unfolded it and saw that this scroll was painted with a map in extremely fine strokes.

However, Wei Yuan was not familiar with the names and terrain on it. After looking at it for a long time, he was not able to confirm where these strange place names were. Then, he raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him and said, "What is this map?"

"This map is the place where the most precious treasure of our Tianmo lineage is buried."

The girl looked at Wei Yuan with a smile and said, "I'm giving you this gift. When the [future] comes, I mean, when there is a chance in the future… No, you will definitely 'go' to this place and see these place names. Please be sure to go to this location to look for it. It might be a great experience, and it should be very rewarding."

"It will definitely make your trip worthwhile."

After all, this is what you once said.

After she finished speaking, she put her hands on the armrests of the chair and stood up.

Like a delicate willow in the wind, she revealed a sense of weakness, but she stood very steadily. She put her hands behind her back and walked lightly towards the front, with steps like dancing. Finally, she stood at the edge of the cliff, looking out at the scenery of the Turbid World that would not change much for thousands of years. She said, "What do you think of the scenery here?"

Wei Yuan thought about it and still chose to say what he felt in his heart, "It is a bit lacking in vitality."

"Yes, it's not good at all."

"But, I've been looking at it here for six thousand seven hundred years."

The Tianmo leader said softly.

Her footsteps swayed slightly. Standing on the bare, gray rock wall, she looked like a flower for some reason. The leader of the Tianmo, who had drawn her sword to block more than half of the Turbid World's battle formations, turned around, looked at the green-robed, white-haired Taoist, and smiled like a flower, "But speaking of it, it's too boring here. I once observed the flow of the wind and the changes of the clouds, and imagined a kind of dance myself."

"Originally, I hoped to wait for the Venerable to return and dance it for him."

"But, I probably won't be able to wait for him…"

"I was just thinking, since I created such a dance, but if no one ever sees this dance, wouldn't it be too regrettable and a pity? Although it's a bit presumptuous, can the Celestial Venerable take a look?"

Wei Yuan nodded. The white-haired Taoist saw the black-haired girl dancing gracefully under the gray and oppressive sky of the Turbid World.

On the abrupt and rugged rock wall, her face was so pale that it was almost transparent. Her dance steps were very simple, but they had the passion of a flower growing.

The white-haired Taoist held the Qingping Sword in his right hand and tapped the Qingping Sword with his left hand, using it as a rhythm.

After a dance ended, Wei Yuan bid farewell, and the Tianmo leader also closed her eyes and stood quietly in place.

After Wei Yuan took a few steps, his footsteps paused slightly. With his back to the Turbid World Tianmo leader, he finally asked:

"Have we ever met?" There was the sound of footsteps behind him. The black-haired girl with a pale face, a scholarly temperament, and a beauty mark at the corner of her eye ran towards Wei Yuan's back, spread her arms, and seemed to want to hug him when Wei Yuan turned around. Then, when her palms and arms touched the white-haired Taoist, she suddenly shattered and turned into faint light dust.

Then, she finally embraced the Taoist and fell.

"Do you remember me?"

"You don't remember…"

"Since you don't remember me."

The black-haired girl with a soft, scholarly temperament replied with a gentle smile:

"Then, we probably haven't met."

She smiled sadly for the last time, and then her face, body, and true spirit all turned into light dust and disappeared, falling on the bare rock wall, falling beside the green-robed Taoist with white hair. Then, as if a long wind had passed, large swathes of leafless blood-red flowers grew miraculously, and then spread outwards, bringing about a change to this lifeless land of the Turbid World Tianmo.

The green-robed Taoist with white hair wore the Qingping Sword at his waist, standing in this leafless blood-red sea of flowers that stretched for eight hundred miles.

But he still couldn't remember any stories related to this girl.

Just like this sea of flowers, there were no leaves at all.

………………

Even Wei Yuan felt a sense of desolation that he couldn't help but feel.

Suddenly, this countless blood-red sea of flowers pressed down, this was wind pressure, the suppression of spiritual energy from the rapid approach of a majestic qi. Then, the Qingping Sword at Wei Yuan's waist suddenly jumped out on its own, emitting bursts of clear and melodious whistling, and immediately a majestic and sharp, extremely domineering qi directly locked onto Wei Yuan.

"Yuanshi Tianzun!!!"

"Come and fight!!!"

Wei Yuan raised his hand and pressed down on the Qingping Sword that was whistling endlessly at his waist, and saw a familiar and unfamiliar figure in the distant sky.

One arm was cut off.

But his state of mind was complete, with no flaws, and his aura was even stronger – the Turbid World Great Venerable!

Qi intertwined, and sharpness was fully revealed!

Yuanshi Tianzun, against the Turbid World Great Venerable!

ps: Second update today…………

I'm frantically sorting out the loopholes in the outline and rapidly advancing the plot, but I found out that there are so many fucking pits, and I might adjust my schedule for a while after that.

The author who has to update 10,000 words every day: Damn it, what did I do in the past?! (The hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly)

If I could have super hand speed, I could finish the book quickly with 20,000 or 30,000 words a day.