In the bamboo forest, white fog brings infinite reverie. Strange noises come from within the white fog, and it's impossible to see what's inside, as if countless ghosts are rushing towards us.

  A vast and boundless spiritual energy wave swept in from the depths of the bamboo forest, Guo Yao's chest was suspended with a palm-sized Burial Heaven sword, the sword body showed countless blood vessels, greedily absorbing the blood beads that overflowed from his chest, the Burial Heaven sword also emitted a faint red glow, the light characters appeared and disappeared, constantly floating on the sword body.

  Kuang Ye only felt his chest like a burning fire, unbearable to death, the blood in his body was uncontrollably sucked out. The Xuan Tian small sword's body became more and more red, its light becoming more and more prosperous, the words on the sword suddenly transformed into a stream of characters, flowing into Kuang Ye's body, then flowing towards Kuang Ye's brain.

  "Burial of Heaven's Spirit", Burial of Heaven Chapter: The sword divides the nine heavens, no heaven is king, burial of heaven is revered...

  It turned out that the Heavenly Spirit Incantation was actually in this small sword, and over a hundred words suddenly appeared in Guo Yi's mind, except for the first sentence, all of which were bitter and difficult to understand.

  On the hilt of the sword, three small words were clearly visible: Burial Heaven Sword!

  In the white fog, two soft "hums" sounded simultaneously: "Tong Ling Treasure."

  The Heavenly Sword flew out with a whoosh and wrapped itself around Guo Yicai's right hand ring finger before disappearing.

  The red light disappeared, and everything returned to calm. Guo Yi still didn't understand what had happened. He reached his hand towards his chest, the wound from the snake's tail was gone, without even a scar left behind. However, the Jian Tian Xiao sword was nowhere to be found.

  Guo Yi was anxious, that was a family heirloom passed down from the Guo family ancestors.

  "Master, it has crawled into your finger."

  Kuang Yi was shocked, pinching and squeezing his index finger, but there was no reaction. He hated to tear off the whole finger, and hastily said: "Big brother, stop playing with me, I'll come out quickly. Otherwise, you can find Lu Zi, his body is thicker than mine."

  "That small sword has absorbed your blood and has been parasitic in your body. As for the future, whether you are controlled by it or control it yourself, depends on your fate. Of course, as long as you transcend the mortal realm and cultivate spiritual energy, you can initially communicate with it." A faint woman's voice drifted out of the white mist.

  "Who's there?" Guo Yi was startled, and indeed, someone was nearby. This was the first person he had met since arriving in the ancient Xuan domain.

  A hundred-meter-long dragon emerged from the bamboo forest, its mighty roar shook the sky, and its eyes were like two burning fireballs.

  A red-clothed girl stood upright on top of a giant python, her pair of eyes as cold as ice, nose high and proud, chin pointed, and hair almost reaching the back of her feet. Her skin was extremely pale, like she had just emerged from milk, and although her face was icy cold, it was beautiful enough to take one's breath away. She was tall and statuesque, even Guo Yi now was a head shorter than her.

  After a glance, his eyes were frozen with a layer of frost, and the whole person seemed to be frozen in place, not daring to take a second look.

  "What kind of people are you?" The woman in red was cold and frosty, but had an unparalleled beauty that made one wonder if she was a celestial fairy descended to the mortal world.

  Kuo Yeh: "......"

  Kuo Lu: "......"

  Both of them were stunned by the breathtaking beauty of the woman in red, as if they had seen a heavenly goddess, and Guo Yao forgot Su E at this moment.

  "If I don't speak, I'll kill you all." The red-clothed woman's jade hand lightly waved, and the spiritual light filled the sky like ten thousand swords being unsheathed. Dozens of one-meter-thick bamboo poles snapped in succession, and the air transformed into sword energy, slicing off a layer from the ground.

  "Master, these two are absolutely top-notch geniuses, and you're willing to kill them? Ha ha! One has already reached the realm of Martial Sage at a young age, and the other has actually gained recognition from the Spirit Treasure. Both are promising talents, and with guidance from a renowned master, both have the potential to enter the 'Martial Rankings'."

  A white-robed woman floated down from the air, her long cloud sleeves dancing in the wind, like a fairy maiden Mei. Underneath her rode a blue phoenix radiating fiery light.

  A white dress, light eyebrows and eyes, a bay of autumn water like the waves of the Ganges River, a strand of long hair bewilders all living things. She looks only sixteen or seventeen years old, her slender figure is like a butterfly in the rain, a blade of grass in the wind. Her fair skin is as if it can wash away all the impurities of this world, so pure that one glance at her makes you drunk, and once drunk, you can never wake up again.

  The beauty of the woman in white is even more stunning than that of the woman in red, so beautiful that it's almost unbelievable.

  Kuo Lu's eyes widened in shock and he muttered: "My god, are there any women more beautiful than her in this world?"

  Guo Yi felt his eyes stinging from not blinking for a long time, and his heart was filled with anxiety. "Could it be that all the women in this vast world are so beautiful that just two of them can make me, Guo Ershao, fall in love with someone else? Bah! I am absolutely devoted to Su E... one... two... three..."

  The woman in red and the woman in white stood shoulder to shoulder, one cold and elegant, the other ethereal, both exuding an aura of unparalleled power, as if a single smile or frown could turn heaven and earth into a sea of ashes, like two goddesses descending upon the mortal world.

  The woman in red spoke, still icy as frost: "Let's make a bet. We'll each choose one of these two young men. One year from now, they will compete against each other, and the winner will decide who gets to own that divine palace deep within this bamboo forest."

  The woman in white smiled and said, "Good!"

  "The lady in red asked: 'Whom will you choose?'"

  "Nature is that little Wu Sheng, the red-haired boy may have obtained the recognition of the Tongling treasure, but after all, he has only reached the fifth layer of the 'Great Wu Jing', and it's almost impossible to become a Wu Sheng in just one year." The white-clothed woman looked at Guo Lu with favor, thinking that he had more potential than Guo Yan.

  The woman in red, however, had a good impression of Guo Yi and felt that he would definitely achieve great things later on, possessing the heavenly talent to transcend the ordinary and become a saintly being with spiritual powers, or perhaps even laugh proudly at the "Martial Arts Rankings" and overpower all the heroes.

  And so, a master and servant were taken away by two fairy-like women, who would separately head towards regions separated by billions of miles.

  Guo Lu has been taken away by the woman in white. Guo Ye said: "There is a spiritual medicine deep in this bamboo forest, we can go and get it."

  The red-clothed girl snorted, "I and Lan have already been there. This bamboo forest has an extraordinary spiritual medicine, but the entire forest is covered with an ancient killing array. As you go deeper, it becomes extremely dangerous, with hidden dangers everywhere. Even I almost died inside. Inside, there's also a nameless divine palace, which contains a world-shocking treasure, unfortunately, we can't get close to it now, and can only wait until our cultivation reaches the peak of breaking the spirit, before coming back for it."

  In the bamboo forest, it seems that endless wailing and the sound of bones rubbing against each other have begun. It's as if countless vengeful spirits are rushing towards this place. The white fog is gradually changing, turning into a strange black color, and the dark fog is deepening, as if it wants to turn the entire world into hell.

  "The evil spirit refuses to disperse."

  The red-clothed woman raised her hand, and Guo Yi flew onto the back of the Jiaolong. The Jiaolong seemed to be very afraid of something behind it, like an arrow, running extremely fast on the ground, breaking pillar after pillar, leaving a groove as deep as a foot in the earth.

  A sudden gust of wind, blowing past my ears with a loud whistling sound, made it hard to open my eyes. My face felt like it was being cut by a knife. If I hadn't held onto the dragon crown tightly, Guo Yao would have been blown away long ago.

  The dragon's speed was incredibly fast, and in just a short time, it had traveled thousands of miles, soon leaving the bamboo forest behind.

  Out of the bamboo forest and over the distant mountains, a ten-zhang-long black scorpion flew down. The scorpion held its two large pincers high above its head, buried its big head in the ground, and raised its tail straight up, just like a small mountain moving around.

  The red-clothed girl said to Guo Yao, "Don't worry, this nine-tailed heavenly poisonous scorpion is mine, it's a king of spiritual beasts. It's specially for meeting me outside."

  Lofty mountains tower high, with layered peaks and ridges stacked upon one another.

  South of the Ghost Mountains, there are continuous wonders, ancient forests thousands of meters high, a sea of red rocks, lakes as vast as oceans stretching for thousands of miles, clouds and mist tens of thousands of meters high, and endless deserts.

  Nine dragons pulled an ancient boat, darting through the air above these scenes, leaving behind a trail of residual shadows and high-pitched dragon cries. The thousand-mile lake flashed before one's eyes in just a few breaths, each scene fleeting by hastily.

  In one day, I don't know how many regions I've traveled through, but I haven't seen a single person's shadow. All I can see are large flocks of strange birds circling and herds of wild beasts running. The red-clothed girl told Guo Yao that the southern part of the Ghostly Mountains is devoid of human habitation, and it's only in the north that there are large groups of people living.

  Kwok Yat was going to a place called "Yu Jin City".

  A single snake-jiao's speed is 330,000 miles per day. Nine snake-jiaos pulling a flying boat together should have the same speed, but the current situation is completely different.

  "What? The speed of the nine serpents is actually cumulative, isn't that equivalent to traveling three million miles in one day?" This completely defies theory, but being on the Jiǔ Qiū Gǔ Zhōu (Nine Serpent Ancient Vessel), I indeed feel that it's much faster than Lǎo Xiāngzi's Bái Qiū Fēi Zhōu (Old Blind Man's White Serpent Flying Vessel).

  "This is just an array, nothing special! Ten thousand demons flying together, traveling 90 million miles a day, I've seen it all."

  A woman in red sat cross-legged at the bow of an ancient boat, cultivating the Supreme Spiritual Canon. Her body was surrounded by a layer of misty light, and in the mist, the virtual shadows of palaces appeared one after another. Each palace seemed to correspond to a certain part of her body, some on top of her head, some at her heart, some below her navel, and some even within her eyes...

  Each palace seems to represent a kind of Tao rhyme, one with murderous intentions lurking everywhere, one encompassing the universe, and one communicating with the spirits in an ancient simplicity...

  Unless one's cultivation is higher than hers, it would be impossible to see through the radiant fog, let alone discern how many palaces she has cultivated.

  "The number of palaces should be the height of her cultivation, but I don't know how high her cultivation is?"

  Guo Yi felt a strong sense of oppression, if she could reach that level of cultivation, why couldn't I? I don't ask to catch up with her, as long as I can fight against the likes of Tai Ling Lao Zu, I'll be content.

  Through these few days of communication, Guo Yi also learned the name of the red-clothed woman, her name was Ji You Ran, and that's all.

  When it was the seventh day, the snowflakes in the sky had grown as big as a mat, and the whole world was an icy and snowy one. The howling sound of the cold wind was so loud that it could make eardrums ache, and it could cut off all vitality. The nine flying dragons flew lower, almost shuttling through the deep valleys between the peaks, and their speed also slowed down.

  This is the peak of the Ghost Mountains, and once you get past it, you will truly arrive at the entire Ancient Xuan Domain.

  The sky is forever overcast with dark clouds, without sun, and the four seasons are all heavy snowfall. The glaciers here will not melt for tens of millions of years, and it is impossible for human power to cross over.

  The black scorpion, for some reason, was extremely afraid of the cold and its whole body was trembling as it squeezed into Guo Yao's arms. Guo Yao held onto its extremely poisonous pincers with both hands, fearing that if he touched them even slightly, he would be dead. In this way, one person and one scorpion had their two heads almost stuck together, in a very ambiguous position.

  "Get out of here, don't squeeze me this way."

  The scorpion seemed to have made up its mind about him, and even wrapped its tail around Guo Yao's body, refusing to let go.

  The red-clothed girl couldn't understand why the "Tian Du Jiu Wei Xie" that had always only been close to her would be so familiar with Guo Yao, could it be because of the Tong Ling small sword? Her beautiful eyes deeply looked at Guo Yao's finger, then she once again entered into cultivation.

  Nine dragons fly, boats sail through the clouds and drive the fog, crossing one by one the great rivers, and vast fields. To the north of the Ghost Mountains is more vast than to the south, with a more complex terrain, plains, mountains, deserts, these are all regions of the Ghost Mountains, tens of millions of miles of land, not just a single mountain range.

  The earth is gradually becoming flat, and one by one, human nations are disappearing under the flying boat. Standing on the flying boat, you can even see that millions of people's armies are killing each other, and human cities are scattered all over the earth like stars.

  Some countries are only a thousand miles in circumference, while others are as large as millions of miles. The Jiāo Flying Boat has flown for eight days and has already traversed thousands of big and small countries. No one knows how many countries there are in the Youling Mountains or what their population is.

  On this day, the isolated city finally arrived, and a long journey of cultivation will start from here.