The practice of burning incense and jade books is divided into three realms from low to high: Shaoyang, Zhiyang, and Yuyang. As the highest and most profound Yuyang realm, it is naturally extremely mysterious and can be compared with the Qingyunmen Taiji Xuanqing Dao Taiqing realm in the Middle Earth.

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Since the establishment of the Fenxiang Valley sect for thousands of years, no one has been able to cultivate to the Yuyang realm except the legendary founder of the sect who is astonishingly talented.

There are also legends that those who have cultivated to the Yuyang realm not only have immeasurable magical powers and invincible magic skills, but can also reverse their destiny and return to the peak moment of their lives.

At this time, when changes occur frequently in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the senior brother is about to break through to such a legendary realm, and Shangguan Ce's heart is extremely shocked.

"Haha, I just have a feeling, but I'm not sure when the breakthrough will be. Maybe tomorrow, maybe next month, or maybe a few years later!"

Speaking of this, Yun Yilan's tone softened slightly, and it was obvious that he was about to break through to the Yuyang realm. Even he felt extremely satisfied.

Then the two discussed some other matters again. Half an hour later, Shangguan Ce turned into a gray shadow and flew out of the Incense Valley, heading towards the Shiwan Mountain.

Middle Earth, at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, Heyang City!

At this moment, people are coming and going in the city, traffic is busy, and the sound of vendors selling goods is endless, making it a bustling scene.

However, amidst the bustle and bustle of people, there is a cloth flag standing by the street, with the four words "immortal guides the way" written on it. Under the cloth flag, there is a man with white beard and hair and a pale face.

The old man, who looked like a crane-bone fairy, looked like a master of Taoism. He looked at the tortoise shell that was broken into several pieces on the table in front of him with a look of surprise.

"How is it possible? The weather is changing in the south?"

The old man said to himself. At this time, he had long lost the state of playing in the world of mortals. There was doubt in his face and a hint of surprise.

"Could it be that the beast monster in the Ancient Demon-Suppressing Cave is about to be born?"

"It's impossible. According to calculations, there will be a beast-monster catastrophe in more than ten years!"

"No, no, although this hexagram involves heavenly changes, it is not a sign of catastrophe!"

"How strange! How strange!"

"..."

The old man muttered to himself, staring at the tortoise shell that had broken into several pieces on the table, his expression changing.

It was not until a long time later that the old man looked up to the south with deep eyes and murmured to himself, as if he was talking in his sleep. An inexplicable sentence could be heard vaguely:
Chapter completed!