Chapter 92: The Clam Shell

too many enemies, all from powerful forces, and he didn't want others to associate him with his identity.Previously, when I went to see Lao Zou, I also placed the celestial corpse coffin and the avata...“Three Nascent Soul cultivators!”

The crowd was stunned, but the Supreme Master then told them even more shocking news. "I just contacted Valley's junior brother, and after he left seclusion, he found that the gossip forbidden ground had been sealed with a strange kind of magic. The magic is mysterious and difficult to understand; it will probably be hard to break the seal and send reinforcements in a short time."

Seeing everyone panic, the Supreme Patriarch smiled faintly and said, “There’s no need to be afraid. The Ancestor invited two Yuan Ying cultivators to set up a protective formation for our sect. It can't be broken by just a few Jindan period cultivators. Now you ring the Chilling Evil Bell, summon the disciples in the Foundation Establishment period to the mountain, and jointly operate the formation to repel the enemy. I have already sent messages for help. When a few friends arrive, the crisis will be resolved.”

As Xuánchéngzi and the others left the cave in fear and trepidation, the smile on the Supreme Master's face vanished instantly. His expression became extremely solemn, his figure gradually fading away, disappearing from the cave and appearing above the protective formation.

The devil flames surged, and after the appearance of Yuanzhao Men's Supreme Patriarch, Yi Tiannie's figure also manifested from the devil flames.

At this time, Zhao Yan led Qin Sang and the others down from the Headmaster's Peak, directly jumping into the lake.

The earth was still trembling, mud and sand rising from the lakebed, water waves surging. The river had become incredibly turbid. Taking advantage of the chaos beneath the lake, five people swiftly dived into the depths.

Within sight, the lake water was always murky. Diving down, one couldn't tell how deep it went. Suddenly, a ray of light appeared ahead, and Zhao Yan immediately ordered them to slow down and approach the light silently.

Finally coming close to the light, the field of vision was a stunningly beautiful scenery.

A giant clam, as big as a house, lay quietly on the lakebed with its mouth wide open. Surrounding it were exotic flowers in full bloom, swaying aquatic plants, and white sand covering the ground, dotted with countless jewels that sparkled like stars, resembling an underwater fairy palace.

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It seems as if an invisible barrier exists, the swirling sand unable to encroach upon this space, remaining as peaceful and undisturbed as ever.

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Zhao Yan motioned to stop, and the five of them stood motionless in the murky lake water under the cover of the Sifang Shenjin.

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Qin Sang looked at the magnificent scene in front of him, secretly surprised. When he listened to Zhu Senior Brother introduce the forbidden places inside Yuanguangmen, he hadn't heard him mention that there was such a mysterious place under the lake.

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This giant clam shell, it doesn't look like an ordinary thing. What could be inside that would make Zhao Yan risk his life to come for it

Before Qin Sang could think much, two figures suddenly flashed from within the shell, one tall and one short, both cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage.

When these two appeared, including Zhao Yan, all five people were very nervous. The two sides were so close, could this set of four-cloud divine prohibitions really conceal their auras

At that moment of their anxious anticipation, two Foundation Establishment cultivators stood outside the clamshell, looking up at the top.

At this time, Qin Sang and the others also heard a faint bell ringing, knowing that the Zhenxie Bell of Yuanzhongmen had been struck again.

The bell to ward off evil spirits rang nine times in succession, and the expressions of both people changed slightly.

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A short cultivator exclaimed, "Senior Brother Miao, the bell striking nine times signifies a formidable enemy force. The sect is calling upon all cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage to operate the grand formation and repel the foe. What shall we do"

Brother Miao furrowed his brow slightly and hesitated, "The ringing of the Demonic Quelling Bell compels all disciples to obey. If anyone disobeys, they will be punished according to sect rules. Since there was no deliberate notification for us, we can only follow orders. However, someone must remain here to guard it. Brother, you stay put first. I'll go up and have a look. I'll explain the situation to Master Zhang. He'll definitely understand."

The two of them whispered a few words to each other, then the fellow surnamed Miao rose his magical artifact and broke through the water surface, dashing away at high speed.

The short cultivator watched Master Miao's figure disappear before returning to the clam shell with a worried expression.

Zhao Yan frowned, pondered for a moment, and ordered Qin Sang and the others to stand their ground. Then he took out a huge ghost banner from his pouch. The banner was as tall as a man. At first, Qin Sang thought it was a large version of the Hades Banner. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was vastly different from the Hades Banner. This ghost banner was carved with countless ferocious and terrifying ghosts, lifelike and extremely eerie.

What surprised Qin Sang even more was that this ghost banner wasn't a magic weapon, it seemed to be... a treasure

Cultivation below the stage of forming a pill cannot use magical artifacts. The烏木劍 (Wumu Jian) is a fragment of a magical artifact, and because it was refined by an artisan, Qin Sang can use it.

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Could Zhao Yan possibly control magic treasures

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Qin Sang couldn't help but secretly rejoice that he hadn't acted rashly. While manipulating the triangular cloud flag, he secretly observed Zhao Yan's movements with his eyes.

Zhao Yan held a jade in one hand and tightly grasped the Ghost Banner artifact with the other. He brought the jade close to the Ghost Banner, muttering incantations. Suddenly, the evil spirits on the banner came to life, gnashing their teeth and clawing at it, desperate to break free and charge into the real world.

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As a chill wind swept through the air, countless ghostly mists surged out from the ghost banner. Evil spirits also charged out of their confines. Zhao Yan was instantly enveloped by a thick, impenetrable fog of ghosts, his figure unseen.

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Only hearing Zhao Yan let out a muffled grunt, no one knew what he was doing inside. The evil spirits gradually calmed down.

Then Zhao Yan roared, "Go!"

The ghost banner, enveloped by countless malevolent spirits, directly flew out of the Four Clouds Divine Prohibition and headed straight for the clam shell. The commotion was so great that as soon as it appeared, it was noticed by the short cultivator inside the clam shell.

“Who is it!”

A short cultivator flashed out in front of the clam shell, seeing the ghost banner flying towards him, and exclaimed: "Treasure!"

Of course, he understood what the magic treasure represented. His face was pale with terror as he hastily summoned a golden bowl, unleashing a golden light to shield himself.

Meanwhile, a flying sword appeared in his palm. He frantically poured spiritual energy into the sword, aiming it upwards, ready to send out a message.

Unexpectedly, as the ghost banner rushed toward him, the ghostly mist suddenly expanded several times. The golden light formed by the golden bowl had no effect whatsoever, and both the short cultivator and he were enveloped within it.

The ghost banner stood firmly on the ground, layers of ghostly mist swirling around it. Countless evil spirits surged in and out of the ghost banner, instantly forming a ghostly realm. The short cultivator was trapped within the ghostly realm, falling silent.

Zhao Yan panted and growled, "Let's go!"

As Qin Sang walked past the edge of the ghostly mist, he was still incredibly shocked. Trapped by the ghost banner, even a cultivator at the Qi Refining stage couldn't break free. Even if he urged his sword energy, he couldn't match Zhao Yan.

The space inside the clam shell was not large, with a water-repelling barrier preventing it from getting wet. Inside, it was dry and refreshing, with simple furnishings. There were only two cushions made of bamboo and reeds in the center.

The most striking feature was a cave deep within the shell, with a stone staircase leading down into the darkness. It went deep, and there was no bottom to be seen.

Under Zhao Yan's urging, they followed the stone steps all the way down until they reached the bottom of the cave. Before them lay a gigantic cavern, filled with an endless expanse of gray-white mist.

These gray-white qi weren't friendly at all. There was a chance that they concealed dangerous formations. Qin Sang and the others watched Zhao Yan, wondering what other tricks he had up his sleeve.e same time, a giant hand shot out from another figure, grabbing straight for the Yuan Ying Fu Kui.To make matters worse, as the thunder boomed, Dongyang Bo's transformed hand was pierced by a slender...