"Daoist Brother, don’t hold back. Quickly eradicate the Yin Qi and move to the array hub!"
Seeing this, Cen Qingqing immediately turned around and spoke to Gu Yuan.
Having already seen through the true nature of the Jade Altar, Gu Yuan naturally did not refuse. He unleashed his mana in full force, and the Boundless Sword Seal shone brightly. Eighteen sword qis flew like dragons, swirling around him.
The mist spirits formed by the Yin mist, although numerous, were not individually strong. The only troublesome aspect was that they were made of Yin mist, rendering them undying and imperishable. Even if they were cut down, they could restore themselves within mere moments.
"Zheng!"
But this time, Gu Yuan struck with all his might. The sword light was as sharp as thunder, sweeping around him. Despite the Yin Qi’s swift recovery, it was momentarily disrupted.
The Yin mist seemed to dissipate.
"Boom!"
Meanwhile, Cen Qingqing raised both hands high, and instantly, a dark cloud formed overhead. A cascade of dozens of thunderbolts rained down, smashing into the dense fog spirits with ferocity.
The thunder boomed with vigorous Yang energy, obliterating the Yin mist within several meters. The surrounding world suddenly cleared up.
After the joint effort of the two, a passage emerged within the dense Yin mist, revealing a Jade Altar, faintly discernible.
"Let’s go!"
Seeing this, joy flashed in Cen Qingqing’s eyes as she gave a delicate shout and quickly made her way towards the Jade Altar.
Gu Yuan naturally followed closely behind.
"Hiss!"
Sensing danger, the Yin Qi within the entire hall began to boil. The small and weak snake lizards, tigers, leopards, jackals, and armored soldiers dissipated, replaced by an enormous gray serpent, coiling upwards.
This gray serpent’s aura far exceeded the early stage of Foundation Establishment, bearing a vast difference from the late-stage Foundation Establishment.
Its gray eyes were cold, and its massive tail soared into the sky, attacking Gu Yuan and Cen Qingqing with tremendous force.
Gu Yuan frowned slightly, preparing the Seven-Phase Exquisite Tower but refrained from making a move.
Cen Qingqing, knowing of the danger, pursued her perilous path, countless mysterious techniques at her disposal, certain that if she couldn’t handle this gray serpent, rescuing her father was out of the question.
She probably didn’t need his help, and it was a chance to witness her methods.
Various thoughts flashed through Gu Yuan’s mind in an instant as he narrowed his eyes.
He was right behind Cen Qingqing, and as the gray serpent attacked, she was its primary target.
"Go!"
Cen Qingqing didn’t have time to ponder Gu Yuan’s intentions. Seeing the gray serpent charge, she instinctively flipped her hand, summoning a gray treasure flag that expanded with the wind, appearing in the sky.
The treasure flag bore countless dazzling Dao Patterns, seeming to manifest the shadow of a black rhinoceros breaking through the flag.
Countless black ripples descended, stirring waves like an ocean, transforming into a water curtain that spanned the hall.
"Splash!"
The gray serpent’s tail struck down with the weight of a mountain, but on the water curtain, it only splashed numerous droplets.
"High-grade Spiritual Artifact!"
Seeing this, Gu Yuan’s gaze sharpened.
Another high-grade Spiritual Artifact. She was indeed wealthy.
If she was this resourceful, what about her father? Why was he trapped on Extreme Yin Island?
Gu Yuan’s thoughts were scattered, but upon sensing that he could still engage the Azure Roaming Heaven-Evading Seal, he felt much more at ease.
"Command!"
As the gray treasure flag blocked the Yin Qi giant snake, Cen Qingqing retrieved a peculiar golden ring from beneath her black robe.
The golden ring shone with Dao Patterns and bright Spiritual Light, unmistakably a middle-grade Spiritual Artifact.
Cen Qingqing uttered a light chant, and with a gesture, the golden ring spun upwards, landing beneath the Jade Altar.
"Buzz!"
The Dao Patterns on the golden ring shone brightly. A powerful imprisonment force silently spread, clamping the Jade Altar.
The Jade Altar trembled continuously, struggling, but its Spiritual Light gradually dimmed.
"Hissss!"
As the Jade Altar dimmed, the grand array lost its energy source, and countless Yin Qi dispersed. The coiling Yin Qi giant snake twisted unwillingly but eventually dissipated in the hall.
The hall regained its tranquility, revealing its original appearance.
A colossal Daoist statue stood at the front, with characters etched on Dao couplets on either side. The entire hall exuded an indescribable strangeness.
"It’s the Jade Altar!"
But Cen Qingqing merely glanced around and fixed her gaze on the Jade Altar beneath the Dao Image’s feet.
The Jade Altar was about a meter in size, with a small base and round belly. A screen of light at the altar’s mouth obscured the scene within.
Yet, the altar itself was crystal clear, and vaguely, it seemed one could see inside through its translucent body.
Inside, there appeared to be two miniature human figures, sitting cross-legged. At their feet lay scattered fragments of objects.