Chapter 648 541: The Name of the Cold Sun Sword Immortal

Somewhere in the Abyssal Sea Palace, inside a secret chamber.

Lu Ruoxi was focused intently on activating the Pill Furnace, refining the medicinal herbs Yu Xiaoyan had gathered.

Outside the chamber, Pei Yuhang, dressed in robes whiter than snow, leaned against a corridor pillar, silently standing guard for his Senior Sister.

"Master, I can't believe so much happened after you left the Dao Sect..."

"And—"

Yu Xiaoyan tugged on Pei Yuhang's sleeve, shaking it forcefully as she spoke with a resentful tone, "Senior Sister is just too much! We clearly agreed to look for you together, Master, but she went and hogged you all to herself!

She found you so long ago but didn't say a word to me or Mistress, making us worry for nothing... Senior Sister is so manipulative!"

She began bad-mouthing Qing Yueqiu, her cheeks puffed out like an angry pufferfish.

Pei Yuhang gently stroked his young disciple's head, as if calming an agitated puppy.

"During that time, Yueqiu was working for your Grand Master. She couldn't reveal her whereabouts to the Dao Sect..."

Yu Xiaoyan looked up and said softly, "Is Grand Master really that bad? He not only used Senior Sister, but he used you too, Master."

"He put you in danger so many times. Even if he is the Grand Master, I won't forgive him!"

The young girl tightened her grip on her Spirit Sword, her voice cold and harsh.

As Pei Yuhang's youngest disciple, she had joined after Yuan Tianming had already left on his travels, his whereabouts unknown.

Therefore, Yu Xiaoyan had only ever seen Yuan Tianming in murals. She knew he was her grand master, but felt no emotional connection to him whatsoever.

Now, upon hearing that Yuan Tianming had actually used her master, she felt no complex emotions—only a simple desire for revenge on Pei Yuhang's behalf.

Pei Yuhang just chuckled softly at this and said nothing more.

'As his disciple, if I'm to get justice for myself, I have to be the one to face Yuan Tianming. How could I let my own disciple do it?'

Just then, Shang Miaoyan, who had been out gathering information, returned in a hurry.

Seeing the worried look on her face, Pei Yuhang had a bad feeling.

"Xiaohan, something's happened..."

Shang Miaoyan tapped the spot between her eyebrows. A ray of Spiritual Light flowed out, transforming into a clear image that was projected directly into the Seas of Consciousness of both Pei Yuhang and Yu Xiaoyan—

In a deep, dark corridor, screams rose and fell one after another.

Countless Cultivators fled in a frenzy, their faces twisted and their eyes filled with despair.

Behind them, a scarlet mist squirmed like a living creature. Wherever it passed, the bodies along the path instantly dissolved, melting into bloody water that merged into the fog. This made its crimson hue grow ever deeper. It was like a great, greedy, bloody maw, devouring the entire Abyssal Sea Palace bit by bit.

"This blood mist... I don't know if it's a natural disaster in the Abyssal Sea Palace or an Array meant to kill intruders."

"It's closing in from the outer edges. In half an hour at most, it will engulf this area."

She paused, her gaze involuntarily shifting to the inner chamber, her tone tinged with anxiety:

"And before that happens, the fleeing Cultivators will swarm this place first. When they do... I'm afraid it will descend into chaos here."

"The sooner we leave, the better."

Hearing this, Yu Xiaoyan tightened her grip on her sword hilt, a ruthless glint in her eyes. "I'll cut down anyone who dares to disturb me and Master!"

Just then, a cool, clear voice transmitted through Divine Sense—

"Junior Brother Pei, I heard everything."

Lu Ruoxi's voice was still calm, but it held a faint, underlying tension.

"I will do everything I can to complete the Furnace Formation within half an hour."

"During that time... I'm counting on you all."

As her voice faded, the Pill Furnace in the inner chamber suddenly erupted with a brilliant Spiritual Light, bathing the entire secret room in a hazy, rosy glow.

Evidently, Lu Ruoxi had begun to push her Spiritual Power without restraint to speed up the refining process.

Pei Yuhang's gaze sharpened. With a light wave of his sleeve, an invisible Barrier instantly enveloped the entire secret chamber.

He glanced sideways at Shang Miaoyan and Yu Xiaoyan and said softly,

"Shang Miaoyan, Xiaoxiao, you two stand guard here."

"I'm going to the Stone Gate. If an enemy that even I can't stop tries to break in, notify Senior Sister immediately. Be ready to evacuate..."

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「Outside.」

As the blood mist approached, the Cultivators on the White Jade Square, terrified of being melted into bloody water, attacked as one. They charged together toward the Ninefold Waterfall guarded by the Flood Dragon.

Although the Flood Dragon was immensely powerful and devoured many Cultivators who tried to "cross the river," there were too many trying to break through. A number of fish slipped through the net, leaping past it and into the Medicinal Garden.

Yao Feng's strength was outstanding. With other Cultivators serving as cannon fodder, he naturally broke past the Flood Dragon's guard smoothly this time as well.

He looked back at the blood mist that had already submerged more than half of the White Jade Square, then looked at the Medicinal Garden before him, a pained expression flashing in his eyes.

The blood mist was spreading too fast. The Medicinal Garden was right there, its Spiritual Medicines fragrant and tantalizing, but he didn't even have time to pick a single stalk!

"The beauty, the treasures, the opportunities... that White-clothed Sword Cultivator took them all!" Yao Feng clenched his fists in resentment. "And I can't even get a sip of the soup!"

He didn't dare to linger and quickly followed the crowd to find the Teleportation Array on the cliff face of the back mountain.

With a flash of blue light, everyone vanished.

After landing again, Yao Feng found himself facing a fork with three paths.

He had a gut feeling that every path was extremely dangerous.

'But I've escaped the blood mist's pursuit for now. Worst case, I can just turn back and take a detour around this dangerous fork.'

Yao Feng felt he had made a wise decision.

However, just then, a sharp shout came from behind the crowd of people who had fled from the Medicinal Garden:

"Who goes there?!"

Yao Feng whipped his head around to see another group of people charging out from a corridor. The two sides were instantly locked in a standoff, Killing Intent flaring in the air.

Just as tensions reached a breaking point, the opposing crowd slowly parted, and a middle-aged man stepped forward.