"..."
Huo Wuya's mouth twitched, "Actually, I'm also quite curious…"
The qilin usually barely pays attention to him, the Sect Master, why is it suddenly so close to an outsider?
Whoosh—
The wind howled, and several figures flew over, landing in the courtyard.
They were the elders of Martial Saint Mountain, and among them were Jiang Zhiyun, Tan Han, and several Peak Masters.
???
Seeing the scene before them, everyone stiffened, with expressions somewhat bewildered.
Elder Lingxiao is of the same generation as the sect's founding ancestor, regarded as the Guardian Sacred Beast, yet now looks like a subservient follower?
Chen Mo noticed Zi Wenzhong's disheveled and battered appearance being supported by Zi Lianji, curiously asked, "Purple Peak Master, what happened? Did you spar with someone again?"
Zi Wenzhong's eyelids twitched, and he said in a deep voice, "You still have the nerve to speak? Qiyun Peak was nearly shattered by your punch. If not for the great formation activating at the crucial moment, a disaster could have been caused, and yet you're here pretending?"
Chen Mo's expression froze, "What did you say? I shattered Qiyun Peak?"
"Everyone here saw it, are you trying to deny it?" Zi Wenzhong gritted his teeth, "It must be because of the last incident that made you bear a grudge, deliberately targeting me!"
Chen Mo realized something, and looked intently.
In the distance on Qiyun Mountain, a massive rift ran through the mountain waist as if the mountain was severed in half, several chains of golden light pierce into the mountain, fixing the upper and lower halves firmly, yet even so, it still looked somewhat skewed.
"Could it be that the punch I swung in the Illusory World also struck reality?"
"No wonder my Dantian feels empty, nearly drained of True Yuan…"
Huo Wuya noticed something, raised his hand to stop the agitated Zi Wenzhong, and asked, "Chen, after I passed you the Martial Arts insights, what exactly happened?"
Chen Mo snapped back to reality and truthfully said, "I was dragged into an Illusory World by a force, where I met an elder who demonstrated a punch capable of shattering mountains and splitting the earth, so I tried to deduce and comprehend it…"
"Elder?"
Huo Wuya's eyes flashed, "Do you know what the elder's name is?"
"He said his name is Pei Fengmian, and he was quite friendly, not only guiding me to comprehend the Great Dao but also imparting all his lifetime's Martial Arts insights to me…" Chen Mo paused halfway, suddenly noticing the few people before him with eyes wide open, mouths agape as if they had seen a ghost.
"Pei, Pei Fengmian?"
"Are you saying you saw the ancestor?!"
Huo Wuya's scalp tingled, his head buzzing.
As the founding ancestor of Martial Saint Mountain, some call him Martial Saint, others the Unfurling Cloud Ancestor, yet only a few know his real name, so Chen Mo likely isn't lying!
No wonder the Sacred Beast qilin is so close to him, must have felt the ancestor's aura!
"But that Jade Scroll, I have checked countless times, never found anything abnormal, why did it end up in Chen Mo's Sea of Consciousness?"
"Moreover, the ancestor has been ascended for hundreds of years, how could his soul possibly still remain?"
Huo Wuya was baffled.
Chen Mo was also a bit taken aback.
He guessed the elder had quite an origin, surely was a Martial Arts Venerable when alive, but only assumed he was a previous Sect Leader, didn't expect him to be the founder of Martial Saint Mountain?
At this moment, Tan Han frowned, and spoke, "Mr. Chen, are you certain you saw Elder Pei?"
Zi Wenzhong questioned, "You can mess around with food, but not with words. If the ancestor's consciousness hasn't dissipated, why hasn't it communicated with us over the years, but instead guides you, an…"
Before the word "outsider" could be spoken, the qilin perched on Chen Mo's shoulder suddenly raised its head, dissatisfied, looking towards Zi Wenzhong. Its crystal-like brow emitted a dazzling glow and directly blasted him away!
If not for Tan Han's timely tug, he might have ended up embedded in the wall again!
Zi Wenzhong's chest was charred black, emitting wisps of smoke, looking very unpleasant.
Yet facing the qilin's cold eyes, he bowed his head, not daring to say more.
"The Sacred Beast's attitude already speaks volumes, I believe Chen is telling the truth." Huo Wuya looked at Chen Mo and said, "Do not take offense, after all, this matter is indeed beyond reason, their confusion is quite understandable."
Chen Mo didn't mind.
After all, Zi Wenzhong had inexplicably received a punch from him as well…
"What else did the ancestor tell you?" Huo Wuya inquired.
Chen Mo recalled, "He said he is merely a remnant obsession, temporarily able to persist due to being tainted with the Power of Laws… Also, he mentioned a message for a friend, but did not specify who…"


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