Chapter 62: The Obscuring of Heavenly Secrets

Qing Lin naturally heard the relief in Feng Zi's tone, so she slowly loosened her arms.

But she still didn't quite understand what Feng Zi meant: "'Keeping watch'... what does that mean?"

To this, Feng Zi frankly informed her: "This world is not very peaceful; when out and about, one must always keep their guard up."

"The so-called 'keeping watch' means that after night falls, one person does not rest, ensuring the safety of the surroundings and the rest of their companions."

Qing Lin nodded thoughtfully and asked subconsciously: "Then how do you usually rest?"

"Just like this—" Feng Zi nimbly climbed onto a tree branch and lay down on the thick bough.

Watching Feng Zi, who was already well-accustomed to this, Qing Lin opened her mouth slightly: "Oh, how clever!"

Feng Zi had not expected to hear such a response, so he took the opportunity to jump down from the tree and gave the other person a light tap on the head:

"Alright, your curiosity has been satisfied, you should go to sleep; we must set off as soon as the sky brightens."

Qing Lin obediently lay back down under the tree and said earnestly: "When my injuries heal, I will help you keep watch!"

To this, Feng Zi only smiled and shook his head: "Worrying needlessly... you had better focus on recovering your body first."

Just as they were chatting, in a corner the two had long since forgotten—

That vast sea of flowers formed by cyan-green blossoms withered completely.

Before long, above this withered sea of flowers, five figures exuding an indescribable, terrifying pressure slowly emerged.

As soon as they appeared, the five of them saw the giant snake corpse in the center of the flower sea.

"Found it at last; it was hidden so well!" The bald, burly man carefully avoided the already withered flowers, a cruel smile flickering in the depths of his eyes.

Even though the flowers here had long since withered, the five of them still dared not touch them, as if they were some taboo that absolutely must not be contacted.

But before the bald, burly man could step forward, the old man leaning on a cane felt a trace of fear flash through his eyes and immediately shouted:

"Not good, that is the Corpse-Dissolution Rebirth Method! Feixiong, retreat quickly!"

But by the time the old man with the cane sensed the anomaly and issued the warning, it was already a step too late:

The thick cyan snake corpse appeared to "leak," instantly becoming as shriveled as a cicada's wing.

The pale cyan mist seemed to drift outward slowly—of course, only "seemed to be slow."

The bald, burly man's reaction could not be called anything but swift.

But before he could pull himself away, his hands had already been stained by the pale cyan mist.

In an instant, the diffusing pale cyan mist seemed to have a life of its own, submerging entirely into the bald, burly man's arms and spreading toward his entire body at extreme speed!

"Hah!" The bald, burly man let out a sharp shout, his body overflowing with some mysterious and inexplicable brilliance.

The space around him could no longer withstand this pressure and disintegrated like glass, revealing the dangerous and chaotic dark turbulence beneath!

It was evident that, faced with a life-or-death crisis, the burly man could no longer care about any "taboos" or "rules," and subconsciously used every means at his disposal.

Seeing this, the four people around him could not help but strike together, suppressing the fluctuations of the Dao laws in this place to avoid attracting the gaze of the master of this realm.

But no matter how the bald, burly man resisted, that dangerous pale cyan color still surged into his heart, dantian, and spirit platform.

Within a few breaths, the burly man's body shriveled up rapidly like a mortal elder, his skin turning an unnatural pale white, his eyes bloodshot!

"Save me..." The burly man turned around with difficulty, looking at the four of them in agony, his voice so hoarse it was almost impossible to distinguish.

The masked woman holding an umbrella and the white-clothed youth looked at each other, unable to make a decision for a moment.

Seeing that these two were truly useless, the seemingly young girl stepped forward and reached out to grab the burly man's head.

Before the two could heave a sigh of relief, the next moment, the girl's eyes transformed into sharp, vertical pupils, and her fingertips exerted sudden force—

Amidst the burly man's shrill screams, his body gradually turned into a pale cyan bead.

The masked woman and the white-clothed youth stared fixedly at the girl's back, their eyes filled with inexplicable horror:

An immortal, undying True Immortal... was pinched to death just like that, so easily?

The girl seemed not to notice their gazes, simply turning around casually and speaking calmly:

"Snake-Snake hasn't made a move in a long time, to the point that you juniors have forgotten—one of her signature skills is her peerless poison arts!"

"You must not blame Senior Jiuwei." The old man with the cane at the side also spoke slowly:

"Years ago, just after Senior Qing Lin had passed her Heavenly Tribulation, she used her masterful poison arts to poison three True Immortals under the command of Prince Yong!

"So many years have passed, and since this technique was the Senior's final act, there is absolutely no way to cure it; Senior Jiuwei's actions were also out of compassion."

Regarding this explanation, the two only nodded subconsciously.

As for whether they believed this point, it was unknown, and no one cared.

After a moment of silence, the masked woman asked uneasily: "Now that things have come to this, must we continue searching?"

The old man with the cane pondered for a moment and instructed: "Baize, cast another divination; if you still cannot calculate a result, we will retreat immediately."

Hearing this, the white-clothed youth dared not delay and immediately began pinching his fingers.

But as the calculation deepened, the youth's brows furrowed tighter and tighter: "Strange—the result of the hexagram is 'nothing'? How is this possible?!"

Watching the youth's face grow increasingly pale, the girl could not help but frown: "Baize, use your innate divine ability and calculate with all your might."

Hearing this command, the youth, already covered in sweat, looked up in astonishment: "But..."

"There are no 'buts'!" The girl shouted decisively:

"If there is a result, we will take the risk; if there truly is no result, we will flee far away immediately."

Seeing the other party was so resolute, the white-clothed youth gritted his teeth and hardened his heart: "Then I shall cast this divination!"

Before the words had faded, thousands of mysterious runes appeared in the youth's hands.

But before he could make any further move, the next moment, a pale mysterious thunderbolt formed without warning and struck directly toward the youth's position!

In an instant, the runes in the youth's hands dissipated.

Unbeknownst to them, the sky was already filled with dark clouds, and billions of pale thunder-snakes flickered between the clouds; the rumbling thunder sounded like a warning:

If he continued to calculate, the next tribulation thunder would not be something he could survive so easily.

Looking at this eerie scene, the youth muttered in disbelief:

"Impossible, impossible, hehe, to think it is the concealment of heavenly secrets? What kind of monster have we actually provoked?"

The girl naturally could no longer care about so much, immediately fleeing toward the north, and shouted sharply: "Retreat!"

But before the other three could make any move, a massive pressure shrouded this place.

Immediately, an aged and majestic voice rang out from the vault of the sky:

"Demons, I am not dead yet... are you so impatient to challenge my authority?"