Chapter 3263: Golden Mask, Lord Mobai, Suppressed with a Single Palm

In the second layer of the Cangmang Spirit Realm, within a region brimming with spiritual energy.

This area was situated amidst a vast, winding mountain range.

The mountains were towering and undulating, steep and precipitous.

Dense spiritual energy permeated the air like mist; ancient trees formed a wolf-like forest, and the fragrance of aged herbs filled the air, exuding a rich scent.

Spiritual essence surged and flowed everywhere, faintly forming various mysterious spectacles.

This region was precisely a fortuitous treasure land that had only recently appeared in the second layer of the Spirit Realm.

It was called the Qiankun Two-Yi Lake.

Following the undulating texture of the mountain ridges, one could see.

Deep within the mountains, spiritual veins converged at the core.

There, a lake unexpectedly appeared, presenting a strange black and white hue.

Rich Yin and Yang energy swirled within it.

It could be said that if this lake were in the outside world, it would absolutely attract various factions and numerous powerhouses to fight over it.

Yet in the Spirit Realm, this was also a rare opportunity.

It would absolutely have attracted numerous heaven-gifted cultivators to vie for it.

But now.

The entire Qiankun Two-Yi Lake was monopolized by members of the Xiaotian organization, who forbade outsiders from entering.

Many heaven-gifted cultivators also had many grievances, but they dared not speak out.

"Why can't we enter this Qiankun Two-Yi Lake?"

In the outer area of the Qiankun Two-Yi Lake, cultivators who had only recently arrived in the second layer were puzzled and asked.

"You don't know yet? The people of the Xiaotian organization have besieged the Ninth Princess Jiang Yunran and the others of the Tianyu Immortal Dynasty inside the lake."

"They are relying on some kind of formation to hold out for so long."

"And that Xiaoyao King of the Tianyu Immortal Dynasty, you should have heard his name; Xiaotian is doing this to retaliate."

A cultivator explained, sighing helplessly.

This was a case of gods fighting, and mortals suffering.

The confrontation between Xiaotian and the Tianyu Immortal Dynasty had instead caused them to lose even the opportunity to obtain fortuitous encounters.

And at this moment, around the Qiankun Two-Yi Lake.

There were fully over a hundred members of the Xiaotian organization present.

Among them, there were even over a dozen Bai Yin Masks, each standing tall and proud, with extraordinary auras.

They had long since sealed off the entire lake, cutting off any possibility of exit or entry.

As for why they hadn't attacked to capture Jiang Yunran, Mu Changxi, and the others.

It was because, at this moment, above the Qiankun Two-Yi Lake.

A vast and profound formation was swirling.

Formation patterns rippled, and terrifying Yin and Yang power surged.

Anyone who rashly entered would be subjected to terrifying attacks.

A Bai Yin Mask examined this formation and said.

"I didn't expect that among them, there would actually be a Source Master proficient in Source Arts and formations."

"If not for this formation, we could have completed the mission long ago."

Another Bai Yin Mask said: "So what? They can't hold out for much longer."

"Besides, that Lord will be here soon. By then, they will still have to surrender."

Mentioning that Lord, even these Bai Yin Masks couldn't help but reveal a trace of awe in their tone.

Because that Lord who was about to descend.

Was a Golden Mask!

The status of a Golden Mask within the Xiaotian organization went without saying.

They were all dragons and phoenixes among men.

Moreover, that Lord had never deliberately concealed his identity or background.

Many people within the Xiaotian organization knew the true identity of that Lord.

He came from a Hegemon Clan!

This point alone was enough to make countless people feel awe!

"When that Lord arrives, breaking this formation will be as easy as pie," this Bai Yin Mask sneered.

"However, by doing this, we have completely offended that Xiaoyao King. He is, after all, a Chaos Body..."

Additionally, another Bai Yin Mask hesitated, always feeling a trace of unease in his heart.

This Bai Yin Mask dismissed it with a sneer: "Why worry about these things? When the sky falls, there are taller people to hold it up."

"There are quite a few big shots in our Xiaotian."

"That Xiaoyao King is indeed very strong, a monster, but are those big shots in our Xiaotian weak?"

Just as these Bai Yin Masks were discussing.

Outside the Qiankun Two-Yi Lake, a vast aura rolled through the layers of clouds, and the entire region seemed to feel a heart-palpitating pressure.

A figure descended!

It was a man whose hair was divided into black and white colors, draped down.

His figure was lean, wearing black and white Daoist robes, looking as if he were a practitioner of the Dao.

Although he wore the unique Golden Mask of Xiaotian on his face.

One could still see that his eyes were pure black on one side and pure white on the other, as if revolving with the meaning of Yin and Yang changes, looking quite divine and strange.

His body was even more filled with Yin and Yang energy swirling and entangling.

"Golden Mask!"

Seeing this figure wearing a Golden Mask, many cultivators and heaven-gifted cultivators present all gasped.

The status of a Golden Mask in Xiaotian need not be mentioned.

They didn't expect to see a Golden Mask in the second layer.

And the most important thing was that the identity of this Golden Mask was not difficult to guess.

Even within the Xiaotian organization, he hadn't deliberately concealed his identity, because there was no need at all.

"Lord Mobai!"

Seeing the person arrive, those Xiaotian members around the Qiankun Two-Yi Lake all bowed respectfully.

The Xiaotian organization had an extremely strict hierarchical structure.

From Bronze, Bai Yin, to Gold, layer by layer upwards.

Subordinates must unconditionally obey the orders of their superiors.

If there was any violation, they would be expelled from Xiaotian at best, or directly annihilated at worst.

And this Lord Mobai, as a Golden Mask in the organization, had an even more extraordinary status and position, naturally commanding awe.

Mobai was not his real name, just a code name within the Xiaotian organization.

His gaze examined the Qiankun Two-Yi Lake.

"This Qiankun Two-Yi Lake is also somewhat useful to me."

He came here not just for Mu Changxi and the three women.

It was also mainly for this fortuitous encounter.

Of course, he also had to capture these three women.

The reason was very simple.

"Xiaoyao King, Chaos Body, was it him back then..."

Mobai narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold, murderous intent lingered in those black and white eyes.

Back then, one of his Heaven and Earth Divine Objects, the Yin-Yang Chaos Source Root, was plucked by someone else at the Blood River Burial Star.

It was a man in white, controlling the power of Chaos; he guessed it might be a Chaos Body.

And now, in the Cangmang Spirit Realm, a Chaos Body had truly appeared; it was that Xiaoyao King of the Tianyu Immortal Dynasty.

That was why Mobai came, partly to confirm if it was really that person.

"If it really is you, daring to snatch my things, even a Chaos Body must pay the price..." Mobai's eyes were filled with coldness.

His gaze fell once again on the Qiankun Two-Yi Lake.

Then he raised his palm.

Surging Yin and Yang energy swirled between his palms, turning into a black and white millstone.

It spun rapidly in the void, expanded, and finally seemed to turn into the size of an island.

It crashed straight down onto the formation above the Qiankun Two-Yi Lake!

Boom!

A violent roaring sound erupted, and the formation on the surface of the Qiankun Two-Yi Lake shook violently, undulating like water waves.

"Not good..."

Under the formation, Sang Yu's delicate face turned pale instantly.

"A powerhouse has come, and one proficient in the Dao of Yin and Yang, which happens to fit the attributes of this place. We probably can't hold out."

Hearing Sang Yu's words, Mu Changxi and Jiang Yunran also had solemn expressions.

Above the void, looking at the formation that was still barely holding on.

Mobai snorted coldly.

He pinched the Sun Seal with one hand and the Moon Seal with the other, and the strange Dao rhyme of Yin and Yang revolving and the sun and moon changing permeated the air.