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But it was just a flash of thought, and the world before me had already changed.

This is a ruin, an extremely magnificent ruin.

To describe the ruins as "magnificent" seems inappropriate, but it is indeed Jiang Wang's most genuine feeling.

The towering pillars were broken at the base, and the glazed tiles had lost their shine.

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Ruined walls and crumbling foundations, all that remains of former grandeur.

Even the occasional breeze couldn't stir the heavy stillness. The stories of this place were buried in the dust.

This place forbids flight, an ancient rule steeped in history. As if a distant honor, even after prolonged decay, it still clings to its dignity.

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Ahead was a dilapidated lamp, and Jiang Wang walked around it, stepping onto a piece of pavement that was only half left.

Click!

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The tiles shattered easily, scattering like sand.

Jiang Wang quickly moved, picking his way forward. Some of the floor tiles were intact, while others had long since rotted away, crumbling at the slightest touch.

Below the tiles was a base as smooth as jade. Its intricate, shadowy patterns made Jiang Wang reluctant to touch it directly.

"Yun Ding Xian Gong"

Facing all this, Jiang Wang's first thought was of the Yun Ding Xian Gong that Dou Men had mentioned.

Although what lies before us is now in ruins, we can still faintly imagine its former grandeur from the fragments of the present...perhaps only "fairyland" could adequately describe it.

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However, if the end of Yunjie connects directly to Yun Ding Xian Gong, it's inexplicable why it would suddenly appear. Taking off the Shen Tong Guo obviously wasn't the reason for Yun Ding Xian Gong's appearance, otherwise Dou Mian and Yun You Weng wouldn't have been fighting tooth and nail in Ying Ke Ting. At the very least, there should be that so-called "entry and exit secret order" to enter Yun Ding Xian Gong, right

But everything before my eyes, apart from the Cloud Top Immortal Palace, seemed like there were no other possibilities.

So what caused it to appear What conditions did it meet

For a moment, he couldn't think of anything. Jiang Wang stopped his train of thought and carefully observed those who were walking in.

He was in what seemed to be a grand hall, now collapsed and ruined, but its former grandeur could still be faintly discerned.

So far, the most impressive ruins to Jiang Wang was Kuren Garden, with its eerie atmosphere and lingering sense of dread. But this place before him, in its complete state, must have been far grander than Kuren Garden. Yet, walking through it now, he only felt an overwhelming silence.

Even the terror doesn't exist here, only deathly silence.

From the visible broken walls and ruins, traces of battle can be seen everywhere. There are sharp breaks, pockmarks...

But there was no sign of bones, nor any bloodstains. It seemed as if everything here had been erased by time.

Walking among the ruins, Jiang Wang could fully imagine that if this place were to be restored, he would walk among them, no more noticeable than an ant.

He had been to the Donghua Pavilion and witnessed the grand palace of the Qi King, a powerful monarch from a prosperous kingdom.

But the scale of Prince Qi's palace was far smaller than this.

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Such a magnificent palace, what force brought about its destruction What caused the once-thriving Yun Ding Xian Gong to fall

"Why am I able to enter here, yet Ye Qingyu, who inherited the legacy of Chiyun Mountain, cannot What about Doumian, who subdued the Lingkong Hall, and Yun You'ong, the wandering cultivator Can they enter this place"

Many questions filled Jiang Wang's heart, but there was no one to ask.

Jiang Yan knew not why he remained silent.

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He was certain Jiang Yan might know something, but Jiang Yan wouldn't say, and he couldn't force him.

He can only rely on himself to find the answers.

For a long time, he had been walking alone like this. He was already used to it.

He moved with light steps, always careful not to step too heavily, for fear the ground might collapse beneath him.

The dilapidated fairy palace was still grand, and even walking through it, one could not see the end at a glance.

Turning past what should have been an archway, there was a mirror before him.

A centuries-old screen wall, remarkably well preserved.

The screen was adorned with beautiful carvings, resembling a group of graceful fairies dancing. These carvings were surprisingly well-preserved.

It seems they were protected by some kind of force, withstanding the damage that would have destroyed the entire Cloudtop Immortal Palace.

But the two blood characters superimposed on it destroyed all aesthetic feeling.

These two blood characters are written in a flowing and unrestrained style. The writer must be a romantic and free-spirited person, but the feeling they give is ferocious and terrifying.

A desperate fear seeped from the blood-red letters.

Those two characters are—"Robbers of the Way".

Below the blood characters was a long, dragged trail of bloody handprints. It seemed as though the person who wrote those two blood characters here was instantly dragged away by some terrifying entity the moment they finished writing them.

Bandits

Jiang Wang chewed over the two words repeatedly.

The thief of the great way

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The thief of Taoism

Is he a person, or a force A monster An occult art

In this collapsing Cloudtop Immortal Palace, the two words "Dao Thief" were the only clue he had found so far. But he still couldn't deduce anything from it.

Even about the Cloud Peak Immortal Palace itself, he now knew nothing. He didn't even remember how he had gotten there.

The only thing he knew for sure was that Chiyun Mountain should be the entrance to Yun Ding Xian Palace, and the Lingxiao Pavilion of Yunguó, the Qingyun Pavilion of Yongguo, the Lingkong Hall of Chengguo, and the wandering Yunyou Weng were all connected to Chiyun Mountain.

Jiang Wang pinched the seal, and the chains of binding emerged from the void, lightly touching those two blood characters. His intention was to use the chains of binding to sense those two words and gain more information. In this mysterious place, he certainly couldn't directly touch them with his hands.

However, when the pitch-black shackles of imprisonment bore that bloody inscription...

Something strange happened.

The two blood characters vanished, stroke by stroke.

And the entire chain that bound him, was erased piece by piece! It was as if this shackle had only been painted on, and someone had simply wiped it away with a cloth!

This is a test.

Jiang Wang would never forget that at the Yingke Pavilion on the south side of Chiyun Mountain, Zhong Qin just disappeared before their eyes!

Every shackle had its limit. Jiang Wang had stretched it to its utmost, yet could only watch helplessly as it grew shorter and shorter.

When the two blood characters on the wall completely disappeared, Jiang Wang's shackles vanished as well.

He had finally managed to raise two chains of shackles, but just because he touched the blood character, one disappeared immediately. The loss was considerable.

And as the two words "Dao thieves" disappeared, Jiang Wang felt faintly that something was gently tied to his Dao heart. He couldn't see it clearly or make it out.

Meanwhile, the screen before them suddenly twisted and warped.

Everything I see and feel is undergoing a magical transformation.

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Jiang Wang seemed to have suddenly "jumped" out of Yun Ding Xian Gong, overlooking this place from a completely different angle.

It seems as if I am in the cosmic void, adrift in the unknown.

The entire ruins of the Yun Ding Immortal Palace were shrinking, while Jiang Wang himself seemed to be expanding infinitely.

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At this moment, he seemed to sense the countless stars scattered throughout the vast universe...

A kind of enlightenment arose in his heart.

Those are all fragments of the Cloud Peak Immortal Palace.

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