Chapter 67: Disaster Descends

Leaving the lecture hall, under the lead of Liao Yan and the five elders, the group quickly made their way down to the foot of Yunlam Peak.

As Liao Yan had anticipated, in the end, those three terrifying old men, holding their high status, did not personally follow them down the mountain. Instead, they stayed at the lecture hall on the peak of Yunlam, waiting for news.

When Lei Song and the other members of the Netherworld Palace descended the mountain, those three old men even impatiently urged them to "come and go quickly," as if they could not bear to stay in this desolate mountain for a moment longer.

In their hearts, Liao Yan and the five elders secretly rejoiced. The Netherworld Palace members had been tracking along the southwestern side of the Cloudy Mountain Range, and they had just passed by the back of Yunlam Peak. If not for this, they might not have had any time to prepare.

However, despite everything proceeding in an orderly manner, Liao Yan and the five elders did not dare to be complacent. Although those three old monsters did not come, the seven or eight Netherworld Palace members who followed them down the mountain were no less formidable.

Liao Yan had secretly estimated that among these seven or eight people, the weakest had the strength of the Seventh Level of the Blood Fusion Realm. As for the leader, Lei Song, who appeared stern and taciturn, his cultivation was even more astonishing, reaching the Twelfth Level of the Blood Fusion Realm. Such a presence, if viewed within the Flowing Cloud Sect, could only be matched by Liao Yan himself. However, next to those three old monsters, he could only serve as a subordinate.

Walking quietly on the mountain path, Liao Yan and the five elders could not help but secretly sigh with a bitter smile. The depth of that massive entity might truly be beyond the comprehension of mere "frogs at the bottom of a well" like them...

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About half an hour later, under Liao Yan's lead, the group finally encountered a batch of inner sect disciples ascending the mountain at the halfway point. The competition had ended, and they were returning to their residences on the peak of Yunlam.

"Come over here, have you seen this young man?" Lei Song, who appeared cold and somewhat wooden, was very cautious. He immediately approached and showed a portrait to the inner sect disciples ascending the mountain.

Upon hearing this, the inner sect disciples all gathered around, leaning in to take a look. Hiss... The person in the portrait could only be Shen Chen!

However, these inner sect disciples were already well-prepared. After seeing Shen Chen's portrait, they all feigned madness and stupidity, looking at each other with suspicious faces.

"This person looks a bit like Er Gouzi, who chops wood in the shed. Could it be that the little rascal has committed some crime and is being sought out?"

"Er Gouzi, you're really mean. Er Gouzi just touched your sister, and you're accusing him like this!"

"Haha! Mao Qiu, you're too ruthless. Er Gouzi has a face full of scars, and you can still recognize him from this handsome portrait. You're a real pervert..."

At first, Lei Song was excited when he heard that someone recognized the person in the portrait. Even his usually wooden face showed a hint of joy. But by the end, black lines appeared on his forehead.

"Hmph! You brats dare to mock Lei Song. You really don't respect me. When you return, you'll have to carry water for a hundred days, or you won't get dinner. I'll deal with you later!" Liao Yan's lips twitched, and he quickly scolded the inner sect disciples.

Beside him, the five elders also tried to suppress their laughter, glaring at them. They had heard that some hall masters in the sect were quite despicable, with a thug-like demeanor. It seemed that these inner sect disciples were temporarily trained by those hall masters and sent up the mountain as the first wave.

This action, while making the five elders and Liao Yan both amused and exasperated, also warmed their hearts. In their view, at least... when it came to critical moments, these disciples were quite sensible...

"Friend, please forgive me for my poor discipline. The young ones have offended you, please don't take it to heart!" After scolding the disciples, Liao Yan hurriedly walked up to Lei Song and apologized with great respect.

This action did not make Lei Song feel better. Instead, a strong look of disgust appeared in the eyes of this terrifying subordinate.

In his view, the country bumpkins who came out of the desolate mountains were truly not fit for the grand stage. In front of the Netherworld Palace, these people were not even qualified to be slaves!

"Lord Lei Song, I think there's no need to go down the mountain. That little thief is very cunning and won't easily reveal himself to the sect. He might have already fled the boundaries of Luoyun City. Let's return and report to the three elders!" The person behind Lei Song, who could no longer bear it, stepped forward to persuade him.

Although these people were of low status in the Netherworld Palace, they had a sense of arrogance due to their background. Born under the banner of a massive entity at the top of the Tianlong Continent, they naturally developed a sense of superiority. Now, outside the Netherworld Palace, they looked down on everyone as if they were ants, not taking anyone seriously.

"Fine, let's go down the mountain and ask a few more brats. We're not far from the foot of the mountain!" Lei Song was already impatient, but he insisted on going down the mountain. However, from his expression, it seemed that he was just going through the motions and did not want to stay any longer.

"Let's go, we're almost there!" Liao Yan pretended not to see anything and continued leading the way.

With this interlude, the five elders felt even more at ease. This time, the sect master had taken a great risk. If anything went wrong, the Flowing Cloud Sect's century-old foundation would be destroyed, and the entire sect would be in chaos. Fortunately, victory was now in sight...

On the way down the mountain, Liao Yan's group also encountered several more waves of inner sect disciples. At first, Lei Song would still question them, but after several unsuccessful attempts, the arrogant subordinate of the Netherworld Palace elder gradually lost interest.

When the group reached the foot of Yunlam Peak, according to Liao Yan's previous arrangements, the Flowing Cloud Sect's disciples and members were already scattered in various places. At this moment, only a few members could be seen passing by the Purple Mist Hall.

"Lord Liao, did your sect just have a competition?" In front of