Normally, a cultivator would have solidified their physical body after laying the foundation, making it impossible for ordinary iron to cause harm. However, he had only just started cultivating his energy and hadn't been doing it for long, so ordinary iron could still harm him. Looking back, a deep gash had already appeared on his shoulder, the pain piercing to the bone. As for Mo Zi Chen, his feet didn't touch the ground as he flew away like a bird, disappearing into the distance in an instant.

  Underground, apart from a dagger, there were two dull and lusterless spirit stones. He spat out a mouthful of blood foam, took out a white cloth from his bosom to bandage the wound, and said with hatred: "Day after day hitting wild geese, but let the goose peck my eyes! I thought it was a young girl, but unexpectedly she still has some cultivation." He muttered to himself: "According to reason, it shouldn't be, obviously I couldn't see any cultivation realm on her body, and it's impossible for her to be a higher foundation-building cultivator than me. If that were the case, how could I still be alive?"

  He gazed in the direction where Mo Zi Chen had disappeared, his eyes cold and stern as he said: "Do you think you can escape? This Yin Long Ze is spread all over the outside of Xing Zhou, it's a natural mountain protection formation, even divine beasts can be trapped inside. You, a small cultivator with no foundation, just wait for death here!"

  At this time, in his pouch, a sudden vibration sound came. The man's face turned solemn, and he respectfully held out a jade pendant about the size of half a palm with blurry human figures on it. A clear voice came: "Cao Daoxun, you were supposed to be guarding the door outside, what are you doing?"

  Fatso Cao Daoyun respectfully said: "Elder brother, there was an outsider who came to spy on us and I chased him away."

  The person in the jade pendant obviously didn't want to talk much either, and just said: "You only need to follow orders, guard the door well, don't leave the array lightly, that's it. First time out on a mission, be careful!"

  Mo Zi Chen fled like a bird in flight, not daring to stay in the same place for a moment. At this moment, she clearly felt the severity and cruelty of the immortal world.

  She had gotten along well with several monks she met after leaving Lingnan and heading north, such as Ji Youfei who took good care of her. Although Ji Xue was not exactly compatible with her, they could still get along together. But just now, this person who only knew her for a short time actually wanted to snatch the spiritual stone from her hand because he coveted it.

  In the brief moment when their eyes met, she clearly saw a thick murderous intent in his gaze!

  If Mo Zi Chen doesn't want to hand over the Ling Stone, he might just kill someone to get it.

  Mo Zi Chen wouldn't lose her life over a few pieces of spirit stone, but would the person who took the spirit stone think about killing her to silence her? As an old hand at this sort of thing, she naturally wouldn't be unprepared. So she threw out her dagger and struck him, then quickly escaped. The man probably didn't expect that she was also a disciple with achieved spiritual energy, and in his carelessness, he fell into her trap.

  She used her newly refined technique, infusing the spiritual stone into her weapon, making its power increase several times. This was enough to take down someone with a slightly higher cultivation level than hers in a sneak attack. However, ordinary disciples who had just entered the sect couldn't afford to waste spiritual stones like Mo Ziyu did. The two blocks of spiritual stones she threw out wasted at least 90% of their spiritual energy. But for her life, she didn't care about these things. Yet, not being able to pick up those two useless jade pieces still made her feel a little heartache.

  She ran wildly for half an hour, not knowing which direction she was heading in. Feeling that no one was chasing her from behind, she slightly let out a breath and stopped in her tracks, looking around her, and couldn't help but secretly lament.

  All around her were dense thickets of shrubs, with patches of mud distributed among them, and many places were covered with thick fallen leaves. Seeing this, she was even more afraid to step down.

  Such places are usually thick bogs that have accumulated over countless years. At first glance, they just seem a bit soft on the surface, but as you walk to the center, you'll slowly sink in. At that time, there's nowhere to borrow strength from, no way to escape, it's like being swallowed by a man-eating monster, bit by bit, until not even a bone is left.

  Isn't Yingzhou a fairy mountain in the sea? How can it be like a poor and evil water, not as spiritual as the ten thousand great mountains she has been to!

  She looked up at the sky, remembering that she had started from the south, identified the direction by looking at the sun, found a direction, then broke off a branch and probed the road in front of her, walking back and forth little by little.

  But just after a short while, she found that she seemed to be walking in circles instead of going straight.

  Just in a short while, she had already found her way past two marked signs.

  Damn it, could I have fallen into some kind of formation?

  She had heard from Wei, a talented talisman maker, that the way of array was based on the spiritual energy at the bottom of the earth, and it was far more than just an illusion. In Lingnan, there was a legend about a war god in ancient times who set up an array with stones by the river and trapped a large army of 100,000 with only 3,000 soldiers. This was what was meant by "Qimen Dunjia". But that was just the way of ordinary people, if it were to be done by an immortal, they could manipulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it would be even more wonderful. With her skills, she would likely be trapped inside for a lifetime.

  Thinking of this, Mo Zi Chen didn't dare to go any further. She thought for a moment and then took out a talisman from her bosom.

  This token was given to her by Yu Wei when they were about to part ways, as a gift for both parties. Mo Zi Chen also took out a gift from the wooden box and returned it. It is a protective talisman passed down from Yu Wei's school, which can be used to indicate the way if trapped in an illusion array.

  Mo Zi Chen followed the method taught by Yu Wei, biting her fingertip and applying a drop of blood to it. The spiritual symbol emitted a brilliant light on its own, and if she walked in the right direction, the light would grow stronger. Mo Zi Chen slowly began to try walking in that direction.

  If someone looked down from the sky, they would see that this was actually a ring-shaped depression surrounded by mountains. Mo Zi Chen had walked so far, but he was just circling around inside that circle, neither entering nor leaving.

  At this time, there were two groups of people confronting each other within the circle.

  It's not quite accurate to say that there are two groups of people, because one side has only three people, while the other side has more than a dozen. Each side has a leader standing at the front.

  The one with the most people was a man wearing a long blue robe, he wore a crown on his head, and there were bats printed on his clothes, very magnificent. Between his eyebrows, there was a hint of gloominess, and he said coldly: "Lin Shimei, now that Qin Chuan has been gone for several months without any news, and the death of the master has passed for over a year, the Taihua sect cannot be without a leader. The elders have joined forces to issue an order, asking you to hand over the seal that controls the Lingzhou Xianshan spiritual axis. At that time, the various sects will discuss and determine the master-slave relationship again. You'd better hurry up and hand it over!"