Senior Brother Zhao sighed softly and said no more.
The two ascended the steps, the bluestone path beneath their feet winding into the clouds.
Ancient pines towered on both sides, with the occasional clear, high-pitched cry of a crane.
It truly possessed a bit of the atmosphere of an immortal's abode.
They reached the side of the mountainside.
Junior Brother Liu was about to speak again, wanting to share some interesting things he had encountered outside to curry favor with this Senior Brother, who was well-regarded by the Immortal Masters.
Suddenly.
BOOM—!!!
A shrill explosion erupted from the sky above.
The two froze, instinctively looking up.
They saw the sea of clouds across the sky being brutally torn apart.
A brilliant golden light, carrying the momentum of rolling wind and thunder like a rainbow piercing the sun, plummeted straight toward the Golden Peak of Five Immortals Mountain.
"This..."
Junior Brother Liu's mouth hung open, his face full of shock.
Senior Brother Zhao's pupils also shrank suddenly, his footsteps coming to a dead stop.
The two exchanged a glance, both seeing the horror in the depths of each other's eyes.
Who... is this?
To think someone would dare to fly through the air so recklessly within the territory of Five Immortals Mountain?!
Aren't they afraid of provoking The Five True Persons?!
One must know that Five Immortals Mountain has an iron rule.
Within the mountain gates, flight is strictly forbidden.
No matter which lineage a Disciple belongs to.
Upon reaching the edge of this mountain, they must honestly withdraw their Divine Abilities and walk up, bowing every step of the way.
Only those five Immortal Masters high above the clouds may look down upon all living beings.
This is the rule.
It is also their prestige.
Now, this golden light treated the iron rule as if it were nothing, directly riding on the neck of Five Immortals Mountain to act wildly.
Junior Brother Liu swallowed hard and said hesitantly, "Such an overbearing momentum..."
"Could it be... Senior Brother Mo?"
The Senior Brother Mo he spoke of was the first great Disciple of the Yellow Immortal Lineage.
He was also the number one person in Five Immortals Mountain today, second only to the five Immortal Masters.
In all of Five Immortals Mountain.
If anyone had the confidence to break through the air right under the Immortal Masters' noses without being punished...
It would likely only be this Senior Brother Mo.
Hearing this, Senior Brother Zhao's brows furrowed tightly, but he slowly shook his head.
"Unlikely..."
His expression was certain as he said in a deep voice, "Although Senior Brother Mo has extraordinary talent and is highly valued by Venerable Yellow Centipede..."
"He is usually the most observant of rules. Barring any accidents, he would never do something so reckless."
At this point.
A trace of gloom flashed in Senior Brother Zhao's eyes.
If it wasn't Senior Brother Mo.
Then this golden light... just who is it?
Could it be that someone is attacking the mountain gate?!
What a joke?!
Not to mention that the Disciples of Five Immortals Mountain are currently gathered on the peak... even normally, there are five Immortal Masters stationed here year-round, along with the Great Array of the Immortal Mountain. If an ordinary Denglou Realm expert came, they would be nothing more than a lamb to the slaughter.
Filled with doubt and unable to guess the origin of the golden light.
Senior Brother Zhao didn't dare delay any longer.
"Go!"
"Let's go up and see!"
Before his voice could fade.
The two of them burst forward, racing up the mountain path.
However.
Before they could even run a hundred feet.
BOOM—
There was another loud crash.
Immediately after.
A figure, accompanied by a shower of broken rocks and dust, whistled past them.
BANG!
It slammed heavily into the mountain wall not far away.
The entire wall collapsed with a roar, rubble tumbling down as dust filled the air.
Senior Brother Zhao stopped abruptly, staring dead at the indentation.
When the dust cleared.
Having seen what was inside, he was completely stunned... In the deep pit, a figure was embedded.
The bright yellow Daoist robe, symbolizing the Yellow Immortal Lineage, was now shredded into strips, hanging off his body mixed with bloody pulp.
His chest was mostly collapsed, and his limbs were twisted at odd angles.
Only his face was relatively intact, allowing his identity to be vaguely recognized... "Mo... Senior Brother Mo?!"
Junior Brother Liu let out a strange cry.
The person before them.
Wasn't he the Senior Brother Mo they had just mentioned!?
But how was this possible?
Senior Brother Mo was the number one person below the Five Immortals!
With a cultivation at the fourth level of Ascending the Tower, he was quite good even in the Eastern Region.
How could he have been beaten so miserably?!
Like a dead dog, casually thrown into the mountain wall?
Wait.
Senior Brother Zhao suddenly snapped back to his senses.
That golden light from just now... "Has someone really attacked the mountain gate?!"
Just as this thought emerged.
Whoosh—
The light above dimmed suddenly.
Rolling black mist, like a heavenly river pouring down, whistled over from the distance.
Evil Qi surged to the heavens.
Amidst the churning black mist, a Girl in Black Robes stepped out indifferently.
She didn't even look at the two dumbfounded Disciples.
A crimson light flashed in her hand.
A Crescent-Moon Blade, brimming with terrifying Evil Qi and carrying the force of ten thousand catties, roared forth.
BOOM—
The long blade instantly sank into the deep pit.
It slashed Senior Brother Mo, who seemed to have one breath left, along with the mountain wall behind him, into two pieces.
Before the blood could even spray.
It was instantly evaporated by the rolling Evil Qi.
However, for a great cultivator of Ascending the Tower, though the Physical Body is destroyed, the Primordial Spirit remains.
Buzz—
An earthy-yellow stream of light shot into the sky.
The brilliance flowed, manifesting a figure.
The eyebrows and features were exactly the same as Senior Brother Mo.
Except now.
This Primordial Spirit was surrounded by a thick yellow mist, with a faint, sickly sweet scent lingering about it.
"Who are you? Do you know where this is?!"
Compared to the fear of his Physical Body being destroyed, what occupied his heart more at this moment was a sense of absurdity.
Although Five Immortals Mountain was not as orthodox as the twenty-five lineages, it was already considered a top-tier power around the Great Tang.
It was one thing for the opponent to grandly use an escape light to enter this place.
But just now, she hadn't even asked a single question.
She had gone straight for the kill!
Just what kind of background did she have to dare act in such a manner?!
Hearing this.
The Girl in Black Robes held her blade in one hand, lowered her eyes, and asked back, "Five Immortals Mountain?"
"Correct! Since you know it's Five Immortals Mountain, how dare you be so insolent?!"
Senior Brother Mo shouted harshly, "No matter who you are, or which grotto-heaven stands behind you, if you don't give an explanation today..."
Before he could finish.
The girl impatiently lifted her eyelids.
"It's exactly Five Immortals Mountain that I'm hitting."
The moment her voice fell.
The acupoints all over the girl's body roared in unison.
Rolling black mist, like a river or sea bursting its banks, gushed out from within her body.
Wooo wooo wooo—
The shrill sound of ghosts wailing and wolves howling instantly echoed through the entirety of Five Immortals Mountain.
The black mist blotted out the sun, turning the originally peaceful immortal blessed land into a hellish realm in an instant.
Within that surging black tide.
One could vaguely see the silhouettes of hundreds of ferocious demons, flickering in and out of view, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws as if they wanted to devour anyone they saw.
Evil Qi surged to the heavens.
Senior Brother Mo's pupils shrank suddenly.
"Where did this Demonic Cultivator come from?!"
Only now did he finally realize.
The opponent was here to exterminate the sect!
But now... after the battle in Chang'an, the Physical Bodies of the five Immortal Masters were destroyed and their Primordial Spirits heavily injured. They were currently in seclusion to reconstruct their Dharma Bodies.
He absolutely could not let this person disturb the Immortal Masters!
Thinking of this.
Senior Brother Mo's originally shocked and angry expression instantly turned calm.
Since there was no room for negotiation.
Then they would fight!
"Come!!"
Senior Brother Mo let out a furious roar.
Yellow light exploded from his Primordial Spirit.
In the blink of an eye.
A spear several zhang long, formed entirely from condensed yellow mist, appeared out of thin air.
The Primordial Spirit, carrying the spear, turned into a shrill yellow rainbow, plunging down from above to pierce straight toward the girl's forehead.