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At this moment, in the Azure Wind Mountain Range, within the Black Mist Forest, the members of the Holy Spirit Palace waved their arms vigorously, trying to disperse the dense fog before them. However, they found that the mist seemed to have a life of its own, refusing to dissipate.
"Elder Lengyue, why is this fog getting thicker? I can barely breathe," Chen Ming said, his brow furrowed and his voice low.
Leng Yue's face was somewhat pale, and every movement she made was extremely cautious. She quietly observed her surroundings and solemnly warned, "Everyone be careful; this fog is strange. I have a feeling something is watching us."
As soon as she finished speaking, the black mist around them began to churn violently, forming a massive black vortex that swallowed Chen Ming and Yue Shan whole.
Leng Yue's heart raced as she unleashed her Mystic Boundary cultivation with reckless abandon. But while she was quick, the vortex disappeared even faster. The admired prodigy vanished into the whirlpool in an instant, leaving everything in silence.
Only a chilling stillness and fearful breaths remained in the air. Everyone felt uneasy, unsure if the black vortex would reappear and consume them next.
After a long pause, Leng Yue's anxious voice broke through the silence: "It's over. Chen Ming is the Holy Son of Leng Yue Palace; if anything happens to him, how can I bear the responsibility? Someone! Quickly search for Chen Ming!"
Meanwhile, further away at Heaven's Gate, everyone was equally flustered and cautious. The two talented disciples, Xiao Ling and Ye Qingyun, led the way while Cloud Sword Elder brought up the rear.
Xiao Ling was usually known for his sharp features and striking appearance in his white robes, often wielding an Azure Wind Longsword. But now his white attire was stained with blood, making it hard to tell whether it was his own or that of a beast.
Ye Qingyun held a folding fan in his hand; he had a refined appearance and exuded elegance. However, at this moment, he had completely lost his usual calm demeanor.
"Qingyun, this Black Mist Forest is terrifying. I feel like my spiritual power is being suppressed," Xiao Ling said gravely in a low voice.
Ye Qingyun's gaze flickered with concern as he replied seriously, "Although this place is bizarre, we must remain cautious."
Before he could finish speaking, a terrifying black vortex suddenly appeared above them. At that moment, Cloud Sword Elder felt an instinctive alarm and looked up just in time to see Xiao Ling and Ye Qingyun struggling desperately against the ominous whirlpool.
He wanted to save them but realized he couldn't react quickly enough; it moved too fast. He could only watch helplessly as both of them vanished completely.
Not far away, many disciples from Golden Sun Sect closely followed behind Jin Yang Elder.
Following Elder Jin Yang was the imposing Zhao Tiangang, his rugged face adorned with a thick beard and wielding a massive axe, exuding an air of dominance. On the other side stood a tall, slender youth dressed in golden robes, gripping a golden spear with piercing eyes—Li Xuanba.
Both of them appeared pale, their steps slightly unsteady, and their hair disheveled, their breaths shallow and erratic.
"Damn beast! Let's see who dares to be reckless!" Zhao Tiangang roared as he swung his giant axe, aiming to cleave through the swirling black mist. However, before the axe could descend, the space before him suddenly transformed into a black vortex.
Zhao Tiangang and Li Xuanba's expressions changed drastically at the sight. They attempted to flee, but it was already too late.
Elder Jin Yang sensed something amiss and summoned his Vital Energy once more, transforming it into an invisible giant hand that struck down toward the vortex. "Stop your tricks! Break for me!"
Yet as the giant hand descended, the vortex remained utterly unmoved. It was as if the hand had struck cotton, being completely absorbed. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Tiangang and Li Xuanba vanished without a trace.
The void returned to silence, as if the black vortex had never existed.
The Imperial Academy's team set up camp beside a massive stone, where Lin Xuan anxiously awaited Chen Li and Shen Qingyue's return. "Where on earth are those two? They wouldn't have gotten into real trouble, would they?" Lin Xuan's unease grew with each passing moment.
Although he had brought Chen Li and Shen Qingyue here for punishment, it was troubling that they had gone missing so soon after their arrival. As the leader of this expedition, he felt an overwhelming sense of responsibility. In such a bizarre place, searching for them was impossible; any attempt would only lead to greater casualties.
Meanwhile, as protagonists Chen Li and Shen Qingyue felt themselves spinning uncontrollably, it was as if an invisible hand was tossing them about. They could not control their bodies and were helplessly drawn toward an unknown abyss.
Time passed without measure until the black mist finally began to dissipate before them. However, their defensive barriers did not activate as they had anticipated upon impact. Their bodies felt soft and buoyant, as if supported by a powerful spiritual force, which soon stabilized them.
Just as they regained their footing, Chen Li felt a wave of nausea rising within him.
Until the next moment, Shen Qingyue finally noticed her surroundings, her mouth agape in surprise. "Brother, look!"
Chen Li, puzzled, followed her gaze and was instantly rooted to the spot.
Before them floated a massive palace, resplendent and magnificent, surrounded by a veil of spiritual energy that made it appear as a sacred celestial palace. A thick jade pillar shot up into the clouds, intricately carved with lifelike dragon and phoenix designs, exuding an air of majesty and mystery.
The ground was paved with smooth, mirror-like jade stones that reflected everything around them, as if they were truly in a heavenly realm.
Chen Li looked around and realized their palace was suspended in a mist of Spiritual Energy so dense it seemed almost tangible. Even though they were standing a short distance apart, they couldn't help but want to take a deep breath of it.
"This rich Spiritual Energy!" Shen Qingyue exclaimed. "The concentration here is almost on par with the upper realms!"
Chen Li nodded thoughtfully. He looked up and noticed that the great hall was enveloped in a faint shimmering barrier, clearly part of some powerful formation.
"It seems we were transported here by that black vortex. As for where this place is..." Chen Li paused before continuing, "I think we need to enter the hall to find out."
No sooner had he spoken than several small black dots suddenly appeared in the void above them, rapidly growing larger.
"Someone's coming!" Shen Qingyue warned.
Chen Li nodded, his gaze fixed intently on the approaching dots.
Soon enough, the small black dots landed right in front of Chen Li and Shen Qingyue.
It was none other than members from Heaven's Gate—Xiao Ling and Ye Qingyun—along with Chen Ming and Yue Shan from Holy Spirit Palace, as well as Zhao Tiangang and Li Xuanba from Golden Sun Sect.
"You two useless siblings! You actually got transported here too?" Yue Shan's expression turned cold upon seeing Chen Li and Shen Qingyue.
Shen Qingyue's face hardened as she raised her small hand to cover her nose, slowly speaking, "Trash looking at trash. Brother, let’s move away so we don’t get contaminated by their stench."
As she spoke, she tugged at Chen Li to step aside. Her tone and actions were clearly sarcastic.
"Yue'er, don't stoop to their level," Chen Li said icily as he cast a cold glance at Yue Shan.
The two siblings' banter only served to infuriate Yue Shan further.
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