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    Great Wilderness Dynasty — Duanyou Mountain!

    This was the domain ruled by the Chen family.

    Duanyou Mountain stretched for thousands of miles, vast and boundless, with grand palaces arranged in dense succession — far more extravagant than even the imperial palace of the Great Wilderness Dynasty.

    Yet, few were allowed entry into this place.

    But today, a murderous aura enveloped all of Duanyou Mountain. The members of the Chen family stepped out of their chambers one after another and gathered at the central plaza, their expressions filled with anxiety and concern, their gazes focused deep into the heart of the mountain.

    That was where the Chen Family Ancestor was in seclusion.

    “Buzz—”

    The ground began to tremble gently. Suddenly, a beam of crimson light erupted from deep within Duanyou Mountain, illuminating the darkness of the night sky.

    Qin Shuang stood among the Chen family members. As the nominal wife of the young master from the main family line — though still restricted in status — she was nonetheless placed in the front row.

    Seeing this scene, she couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

    “So this is the power of the Heavenly Dao Realm?”

    Qin Shuang murmured to herself, her eyes filled with longing.

    Far off, within the main lineage of the Chen family, Chen Fei’s cousin — Chen Tian — glanced coldly at Qin Shuang.

    “He hasn’t returned yet?”

    Chen Tian asked in a low voice.

    “No, my lord,” a subordinate replied softly.

    Chen Tian snorted coldly.

    “Useless. Keep a close eye on that demoness. Not even the slightest mistake is allowed!”

    “Yes, sir!”

    The subordinate responded and withdrew quietly.

    Chen Tian paid no more attention to Qin Shuang. Compared to a sudden and unfamiliar sister-in-law, what mattered most today was whether the Chen Ancestor could break through the legendary boundary — and ascend in the flesh.

    Of course, the Chen family weren’t the only ones observing the situation.

    Even though Duanyou Mountain had been sealed off, that meant little to the old monsters of the Heavenly Dao Realm.

    They, too, were eager to see whether the Chen Ancestor could truly ascend.

    In the Sacred Land of Tianqing, the Tianqing Ancestor suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze seemed to pierce through time and space. As he sensed the overwhelming surge of power, he let out a sigh.

    “You’ve reached this point too? Was it worth it…”

    Elsewhere, in a solemn palace hidden within the void, a lone elder in a dark robe leaned on a staff. Before him flowed a river suspended in midair.

    This “river,” upon closer inspection, was actually made up of countless intertwined strands — like tangled silk threads.

    The elder peered into this knotted mass and carefully picked out a thick strand.

    “The heavens are veiled… the sun and moon lose their light… Chen Wansheng, can you truly see it through?”

    At the deepest part of the Blood Cloud Sect, a dark red coffin trembled lightly.

    Then came a faint sigh — and silence returned.

    In the Forbidden Zones of Xuanhuang Continent — Qianlong Ridge, Wangchuan, the Nether Sea — countless powerful divine senses silently watched the Chen Ancestor’s situation.

    Back at the ancestral grounds of the Chen family, the spiritual energy grew increasingly dense. Initially, only crimson light spilled out, but now crimson clouds had formed — thick enough to cover all of Duanyou Mountain.

    This was the full extent of the Chen family’s hidden reserves.

    As the clouds coalesced, the initial tremors ceased, and the sky became eerily still.

    But on the plaza, the pressure on the crowd grew heavier and heavier.

    Time itself seemed to slow. Everyone instinctively looked toward the mountain’s depths, terrified of missing even the smallest detail.

    “Boom!”

    Suddenly, a thunderous roar echoed between heaven and earth.

    A trace of mockery flashed in Qin Shuang’s eyes.

    “Even now, people still dream of stealing the secrets of Heaven to ascend? Fools.”

    Of course, she only dared to say this silently in her heart.

    Perhaps… she was the only one here who had long anticipated the Chen Ancestor’s failure.

    Along with the explosive sound came a furious roar:

    “Why?! I ask you — why?!”

    The voice reverberated through the heavens. A peak-stage Heavenly Dao cultivator — such terrifying power!

    Even Qin Shuang’s face showed a flicker of astonishment. Though she knew the Chen Ancestor would fail, she hadn’t expected that even a peak Heavenly Dao Realm cultivator could not break through!

    That raised a troubling question — what was the point of her own cultivation?

    For a moment, Qin Shuang found herself lost in doubt.

    Chen Tian’s expression changed as he cried out in panic:

    “Ancestor…”

    The current Chen Family Patriarch — Chen Fei’s grandfather, Chen Wang — wore a complicated expression as he stared toward the depths of Duanyou Mountain.

    “All Chen family disciples, hear my order! Form ranks and prepare for intruders!”

    Chen Wang’s shout brought the panicked crowd under control.

    Just then, another furious roar echoed from afar:

    “I do not accept this!”

    With that final cry, the expressions of the Chen family members all changed.

    A deafening explosion rang out from within the mountain, and soon after, blood rain began to fall from the sky!

    The fall of a Heavenly Dao Realm cultivator — marked by blood rain!

    Everyone stood stunned.

    The crimson rain covered vast regions, and even within the Great Wilderness Dynasty, the spectacle could be seen clearly.

    Chen Fei allowed the rain to fall upon him, his heart filled with silent sorrow.

    The Chen Ancestor… had ultimately failed.

    Meanwhile, Qi Meinang — watching the blood rain from afar — threw her head back in wild laughter.

    “Hahaha! The Chen Ancestor has failed to ascend! Without a Heavenly Dao Realm powerhouse, the Chen family is no longer a threat!”

    “Fellow Daoists of the Holy Sects — the ancestor of my Chu Yun Sect and others will hold back Chen family’s old monsters. As for the rest, it’s up to us!”

    Cultivation was no feast — it always came down to one’s strength.

    “This is our chance! Move!”

    Qi Meinang waved her hand, and the evil cultivators she had gathered could no longer restrain themselves. They charged toward the Chen family like hungry wolves upon a wounded beast.

    And they weren’t the only ones with that idea.

    The fall of a Heavenly Dao cultivator was a rare and precious resource in cultivation. In times like these, no one cared who was righteous or evil — whoever could grab the loot, won.

    Qin Shuang turned to look in the direction of the growing explosions.

    The Chen family… was in chaos.

    Chen Wang’s face darkened.

    “All Chen disciples — retreat!”

    “What?!”

    Chen Tian’s eyes widened in disbelief, stunned by what he just heard.

    “Did you not hear my command? Retreat!”

    Chen Wang said coldly.

    “But…”

    Chen Tian tried to protest — but was slapped hard across the face by Chen Wang.

    “Retreat, now!”

    He flung his sleeve and led the bewildered Chen family members away from the heart of Duanyou Mountain.

    Those rushing in had expected desperate resistance — but were shocked to see the Chen family fleeing!

    That changed everything.

    “Looks like the Chen Ancestor’s death dealt a severe blow. What are we waiting for? Charge!”

    “That’s right! The Chen family is retreating — forget the stragglers, we’re going after the Hidden Vault in their ancestral grounds!”

    With a united cry, the invaders surged forward, racing toward the depths of Duanyou Mountain — desperate to be the first to claim the treasures hidden within.

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