Countless people frantically rushed out from every corner of Ping'an Teng Mountain, but apart from the few close to the edge, less than one in ten truly managed to escape.

Wei Zidao almost burned his entire lifespan and was one of the fastest. The moment he rushed out of the Immortal Hunt territory, he reached the edge of Ping'an Teng Mountain.

Even so, a vine stabbed into his calf.

Wei Zidao had always been a rogue cultivator. Perhaps he didn't have the knowledge of Shanghe Gao, or the skill of Pang Hong. But he possessed something Shanghe Gao and Pang Hong lacked: decisiveness.

The instant the vine pierced Wei Zidao's calf, his immortal essence trembled, and his entire lower leg separated from his body. The next moment, Wei Zidao, without his lower leg, madly charged forward.

At this point, sword Qi was nothing to him. He needed to escape, to flee as far as possible.

Behind Wei Zidao, the giant mountain-like vines slowly converged, like a compressed cricket cage. No cultivator within the vines escaped unscathed.

Not a single drop of blood splattered. Every cultivator touched by the vines was absorbed completely in a short period, their essence, soul, and physical body alike.

Only a handful managed to escape like Wei Zidao.

"Pfft!" Wei Zidao spat out a mouthful of blood before stopping and barely managing to take out a healing pill and swallow it.

Behind him, the towering mountain of vines had vanished without a trace. Ping'an Teng Mountain seemed to have been compressed underground, leaving no trace. The thousands of people who had lived in Ping'an Teng Mountain had also disappeared without a trace.

Several cultivators who escaped with Wei Zidao quickly approached him.

In the Sword Prison, numbers were better than being alone.

"Venerable Wei, what happened to Ping'an Teng Mountain?" A quasi-Immortal Emperor with a pale face and covered in blood still felt lingering fear.

An Immortal Emperor was powerless against those vines in Ping'an Teng Mountain. How terrifying were they? If he hadn't been on the edge of Ping'an Teng Mountain, he wouldn't have escaped either.

The other survivors, with slightly weaker cultivation, listened intently. They too didn't know why this happened in Ping'an Teng Mountain.

Wei Zidao had recovered somewhat and said in a low voice, "It should be an ancient heart remnant. If I'm not mistaken, those vines are just the meridians of the heart."

"We've been living in a heart all along?" Someone exclaimed.

No one answered him. Everyone believed that Wei Zidao was telling the truth. The shape of Ping'an Teng Mountain did resemble a heart.

Wei Zidao was secretly afraid as well. He had personally witnessed Shanghe Gao and Pang Hong's essence and flesh being sucked dry by the vines, leading to their demise in Ping'an Teng Mountain. The reason he was able to escape, besides his strength being superior to Pang Hong and Shanghe Gao, was his decisiveness. But these were not the key reasons for his escape. The most crucial factor was Mo Wuji's four Supreme Azure Pills.

The four Supreme Azure Pills made his primordial spirit and soul far more complete than those of Pang Hong and Shanghe Gao. In terms of strength, he recovered the fastest and the best.

It was also because his primordial spirit was more complete that he was able to burn his essence and lifespan to escape Ping'an Teng Mountain in an instant, losing only a small leg.

It seemed they were right. Mo Wuji left Ping'an Teng Mountain early not just because they wanted to reclaim their territory, but because Mo Wuji had sensed the danger in Ping'an Teng Mountain long ago.

He recalled the time he went to the Sword Qi River with Mo Wuji to fetch water. After leaving Ping'an Teng Mountain, Mo Wuji seemed to frown and be deep in thought. Then he specially returned to Ping'an Teng Mountain and walked out again.

Now he understood that Mo Wuji had become suspicious at that time.

Before, Mo Wuji's straightforward retreat made him think it was because Mo Wuji no longer had an alliance, and he had allied with Pang Hong and Shanghe Gao. Now it seemed that wasn't the case at all. Even if he hadn't allied with Pang Hong and Shanghe Gao, Mo Wuji would have left Ping'an Teng Mountain. When they went to Mo Wuji's place, Mo Wuji was preparing to leave. Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental?

With Mo Wuji's array skills, if he didn't want to leave, the three of them combined might not have been able to break the formation.

"Venerable Wei, where do we go now?" A cultivator asked proactively amidst everyone's silence.

Wei Zidao sighed and said, "Immortal Hunt no longer exists. Just call me by my name. 'Venerable' is a joke."

This change made him realize that even if forces were reorganized in the Sword Prison, any force would be futile when faced with a disaster far exceeding their strength.

"You go and take refuge with Sect Leader Mo," Wei Zidao continued. He knew that these people had nowhere else to go but to seek refuge with Mo Wuji.

"Senior Wei, aren't you coming with us?" The cultivator who spoke asked in confusion.

In fact, although he asked Wei Zidao where they should go, he knew very well that there was really nowhere else to go but to seek refuge with Sect Leader Mo Wuji.

Wei Zidao waved his hand, "You go. I'm not going."

With that, Wei Zidao's figure flashed and disappeared into the endless Sword Prison. He was still a late-stage Immortal Emperor. Not long ago, he destroyed his alliance with Mo Wuji and drove Mo Wuji out of Ping'an Teng Mountain. Now he wanted him to beg Mo Wuji. He couldn't bring himself to do it.

He knew that the territory he gave Mo Wuji was exchanged by Mo Wuji with the Supreme Azure Pills. In the end, he took it back as he pleased. Regardless of whether Mo Wuji had sensed the danger in Ping'an Teng Mountain long ago, his actions were wrong. Moreover, an Immortal Emperor in the late stage seeking refuge with Mo Wuji, who would listen to whom?

After Wei Zidao left, the strongest here was the quasi-Immortal Emperor. The quasi-Immortal Emperor looked at Wei Zidao's disappearing figure and sighed, "Let's go. We'll seek refuge with Sect Leader Mo."

As a quasi-Immortal Emperor and a member of the Devil's Hand, he was well aware of the relationship between Mo Wuji and the three major forces of Ping'an Teng Mountain. He could understand why Wei Zidao couldn't bring himself to seek refuge with Mo Wuji.

...

"Ka Ka Ka!" Mo Wuji felt the intensity of the sword Qi increase several times over. The bones around his body issued cracking sounds inch by inch. The pain that penetrated deep into his bones made Mo Wuji open his eyes and completely wake up.

He looked down at his feet with some trepidation. At this moment, one of his feet was actually standing on the edge of the vortex, and the swirling vortex hadn't swept him away.

Endless sword Qi was swept over by his body tempering technique and entered his body. Besides endless sword Qi, there was also endless immortal spiritual Qi here.

Mo Wuji instantly understood what was going on. The sword Qi that could sweep him into the sword Qi vortex was all absorbed by him. The sword Qi vortex temporarily disappeared around him, allowing him to stop temporarily.

Now, he absolutely couldn't allow his bones to completely shatter and rebuild. The fourth layer of God Body wasn't Nirvana. He had already experienced Nirvana once. Once his bones were completely broken, he would never be able to enter the fourth layer of God Body, and he might even be swept into the sword Qi vortex in the end.

Mo Wuji forcibly excluded his distracting thoughts and the crisis beneath his feet. The body tempering technique and the Immortal Mortal technique operated at full power simultaneously. One hundred and eight small celestial cycles formed a large celestial cycle, which then merged with Mo Wuji's body tempering cycle, crazily sweeping away the dense immortal spiritual Qi in the sword Qi vortex.

"Boom!" Mo Wuji's physical body reached its limit. A powerful aura rushed out from his body, and the previously cracked bones and skin instantly recovered.

The sword Qi that originally directly entered Mo Wuji's body was now completely blocked by Mo Wuji. The immortal essence in his body also rose wildly at this moment. A shackle was blasted open, and Mo Wuji's cultivation directly rushed into the mid-stage of Great Luo Immortal.

The power of the raging sword Qi vortex swept over again. Mo Wuji quickly retreated, absorbing all the sword Qi vortexes that could sweep him away.

His physical body strength advanced to the fourth layer of God Body on the edge of the sword Qi vortex, and his cultivation also rose to the mid-stage of Great Luo Immortal.

Mo Wuji knew that with his current cultivation, if he were swept into the sword Qi vortex, he would probably have a near-death experience.

After retreating from the edge of the sword Qi vortex, Mo Wuji gathered his spiritual eye to look into the sword Qi vortex again. Beneath the sword Qi vortex, the man who looked like a skeleton had disappeared.

Mo Wuji broke out in a cold sweat and quickly left. He wouldn't dare to enter the sword Qi vortex to investigate until he reached the Immortal King realm.

Without special cultivation resources, it would be difficult for him to advance to the Immortal King realm in the short term. It seemed that he could go and see if his teleportation array disk left outside the Sword Prison had any response. Mo Wuji also estimated that his teleportation array disk wouldn't be of much use. He did it to comfort himself. Since there was a way out, he had to think of any possible way out.

...

"May I ask if Sect Leader Mo is present?" The quasi-Immortal Emperor led four or five cultivators who had escaped from Ping'an Teng Mountain outside the Gobi Desert where Mo Wuji was located.

Fei Ling walked out again. Su Zian and others who had been waiting in the square also stood up.

"Are you Brother Cha?" Fei Ling asked in surprise when he saw the quasi-Immortal Emperor in front of him.

He naturally knew the quasi-Immortal Emperor in front of him, named Cha Rui, who, like him, had belonged to the Devil's Hand. Why did he come here now? Fei Ling looked at the cultivators behind Cha Rui, all covered in wounds, and felt even more puzzled.

"Immortal Friend Fei, long time no see." Cha Rui's tone was a little dry. In the Devil's Hand, his status was much higher than Fei Ling's. At this moment, he could only be grateful that he hadn't offended Fei Ling.

"Brother Cha, why did you come here? Did you also plan to leave the Devil's Hand like me? Aren't you afraid of Pang Hong? Aren't you afraid of never having the chance to return to Ping'an Teng Mountain?" Even now, Fei Ling still felt lingering fear when he mentioned Pang Hong.

Cha Rui sighed, "Ping'an Teng Mountain is gone, and the Devil's Hand is gone too."

"What do you mean?" Fei Ling's expression changed when he thought of what Nie Chong'an and Jian Mingcheng had said before. If Ping'an Teng Mountain was really dangerous, this place was not far from Ping'an Teng Mountain.

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