: Arrival at the Chaotic Star Sea

This middle-aged man was none other than Wang Tiangu, Wang Chan's second uncle, who had recently advanced to the Nascent Soul stage.

This man was dressed in a black robe with a cloak hanging down his back and a tall crown on his head, exuding an imposing aura.

Each breath draws upon the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth, causing it to tremble and assimilate.

During the ascension, they briefly faced each other, and Wang Tiangu's cold gaze swept over the group.

Xin Ruyin's heart skipped a beat, and she didn't dare to look directly at him.

As for Han Li, he hid behind Lu Jianghe as soon as the teleportation began.

Only Lu Jianghe remained calm and composed, his gaze returning to the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Wang Tiangu let out a very soft, cold snort from his nose.

Little crawler.

How dare you!

Normally, he could easily crush him with his bare hands.

Just then, Wang Chan hurriedly flew out of the carriage, anxiously looking at the woman in the pillar of light, and shouted hoarsely, "Ru Yan!"

Unfortunately, it was all in vain. He could only watch helplessly as his woman's figure blurred, turned into a blinding streak of light, crashed into some place in the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

Finally, the yellow beam of light rapidly contracted, disappearing completely as if it had never existed.

Wang Tiangu hovered in mid-air with his hands behind his back, his black robe silently billowing.

His face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

To everyone's surprise, right in their own backyard, someone used an intact ancient teleportation array right under their noses and even kidnapped a disciple with a Heavenly Spiritual Root from their sect.

This is an unprecedented disgrace since the founding of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Upon seeing the arrival of the sect's patriarch, a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, the two protectors, Elder Gui and Elder Tong, along with a large group of Foundation Establishment cultivators, hurriedly flew forward, bowed respectfully, and said in unison:

"Welcome, Ancestor!"

Old Ghost and Old Child were filled with unease. If the Nascent Soul Ancestor really wanted to pursue the matter, neither of them nor anyone else present would be able to escape.

However, since Wang Tiangu already knew the cause and effect, and considering that the two were disciples of the Soul Shattering True Man, he did not bother to make a fuss.

Wang Chan watched helplessly as Yan Ruyan disappeared into the teleportation beam, her face contorted with rage, and couldn't help but cry out, "Second Uncle!"

Wang Tiangu turned his gaze to him, his voice suddenly turning cold, "What, do you wonder why I didn't stop them earlier?"

"madness."

Wang Tiangu's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, sending chills down their spines.

"That ancient teleportation array has already been activated, and the spatial passage is solidifying and closing. Forcing an attack will not only fail to stop anyone, but will also trigger a backlash of spatial turbulence. Anyone below the Nascent Soul stage will be instantly reduced to dust. Even I will pay the price. Do you think this is child's play?"

Wang Chan's face turned pale, and her lips moved slightly. "Nephew has learned his lesson."

Wang Tiangu glanced coldly at this brat, too lazy to bother with him.

"Investigate! Use all the resources of the sect to find out everything about these people, including their backgrounds and connections with the Hidden Moon Sect and Yellow Maple Valley. Also, make sure to protect this teleportation array."

Wang Chan suddenly realized something, her expression changed slightly, and she hurriedly said, "Second Uncle, Ru Yan's whereabouts are unknown, and her fate is uncertain. How am I supposed to explain this to the Yan family?"

Wang Tiangu didn't even raise an eyebrow, his voice flat and emotionless.

"What is there to explain? No matter what, the Yan family has already submitted to us, making them vassals of our sect. As the young master, what do you need to explain to them?"

"He's just a cultivator with a Heavenly Spiritual Root. So what if he has some talent? Does the Yan family dare to rebel against Heaven?"

Even so, Wang Tiangu's voice still carried a hint of regret.

He knew all too well how difficult it was for a family to produce a disciple with a Heavenly Spiritual Root.

"Just give a notification. Tell them that Yan Ruyan was ambushed and unfortunately went missing. You can tell Yan Yan the details of what happened here, and finally make it clear that it was my idea."

Wang Tiangu glanced one last time at Wang Chan, who was dejected and still unwilling to accept defeat.

I had originally intended to give him a verbal lecture, but seeing his expression, I didn't say anything more.

A faint crimson light surged around him, and in the next instant, he transformed into a dazzling crimson rainbow, tearing through the sky and disappearing into the distance.

In truth, Chan'er cannot be blamed for this; who could have foreseen such a turn of events occurring deep within the Ghost Spirit Sect?

The technique that allowed him to receive that giant sword strike upon arrival was definitely not something a late-stage Core Formation cultivator would use.

It's hard to say who's to blame for this...

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A strong sense of disorientation swept over them, and Han Li, Xin Ruyin, and Yan Ruyan felt as if the world was spinning.

Once their feet were firmly planted on the ground and the dizziness subsided, they were able to look around.

The surroundings were completely silent, also deep within a mountain.

The difference is that a huge crack opened up overhead, allowing sunlight to pour down and illuminate the scene inside the cave.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of dead leaves and withered grass, and the surrounding rock walls were covered with withered vines that had grown for countless years, intertwined and entwined, clearly indicating that this place had long been deserted.

The two women had just stepped out when their legs gave way, and they collapsed to the ground, retching loudly.

Han Li's face was pale. He forcibly suppressed the nausea caused by the violent spatial shift and looked around, subconsciously trying to confirm whether Lu Jianghe was there.

Xin Ruyin leaned against the rock wall to get up, slightly out of breath, her delicate brows furrowed.

Yan Ruyan's legs felt weak, yet she clenched them tightly together. Her breasts heaved violently, and a few strands of her hair clung to her slightly sweaty forehead and neck.

It added a touch of vulnerability, making her charming and endearing.

She forced herself to stand up, adjusting her clothes as she did so.

A feeling of nausea still lingered in my throat, and I was utterly shocked.

How far is this teleportation distance?

I'm still not quite in the mood to react.

Just how far is this place from Tiannan?!

Yan Ruyan looked up and saw the figure in the green robe in front of her with his back to everyone, slowly walking outside.

I could feel the rich, moist air all around me.

Lu Jianghe's lips curled up slightly, and his smile grew wider and wider.

From this point onward, just keep your sword flashing like a dragon.

The "morning dew" on the robe made the air on it appear even more lively and vibrant, full of life.

The color between the sleeves and robes began to slowly change from bluish-green to emerald green.

After the group had calmed down a bit from the intense discomfort caused by the teleportation...

Han Li took out the Golden Cicada Mother-Child Blade and plunged it deep into his feet. His spiritual power surged, and the teleportation array shattered into pieces.

This directly eliminated the possibility of being hunted down.

Having done all this, Han Li no longer hesitated and, with Qu Hun in tow, headed outside.

The remaining two women exchanged a glance and then followed.

Outside the cave entrance, the view suddenly opened up.

The air was humid, and a salty smell wafted towards us.

Looking into the distance, the blue sea and sky blend into one, stretching to the horizon.

Upon seeing this, the group was all shocked.

Before me stretched a vast and boundless ocean.

Lu Jianghe stood on the cliff.

Between heaven and earth, only the sea breeze constantly blows, ruffling his temples and robes.