"I laugh at my own madness, what joy can you rebels find?"

Thinking of those rebels now serving as dogs for the Immortal Palace, the gray-robed man felt a surge of satisfaction, took a deep gulp of wine, and laughed towards the sky.

In the distance, two trusted disciples who had been exiled here with him exchanged a look and secretly transmitted their thoughts:

"Master is acting crazy again. We mustn't let anyone hear him, or we'll all be implicated…"

"We became his personal disciples because of our ancestors' connections, but now we're being dragged down by him, trapped in this forsaken place. When will we ever see the light of day?" the other chimed in.

After they finished speaking, they didn't bother to look at their utterly dejected master. Leaning against the railing, they gazed down at the abyss below, which was filled with a hazy gray mist. The shadows of some floating mountain peaks were hidden within, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

No matter how beautiful the scenery was, it became boring after seeing it too much.

"Buzz…"

Just then, a loud horn sounded from the depths of the abyss.

The two disciples frowned and quickly looked towards the gray-robed man, only to see that he didn't seem to care at all. He was still drinking alone, his face full of indignation.

Seeing this, the two men smiled wryly and leaped down, rapidly descending.

Before they had flown a thousand feet, they saw figures frantically ascending from the mist below. Thousands of inner and outer disciples who were collecting spirit herbs in the valley were rushing upwards like madmen.

"It's the White Ghosts! The White Ghosts are coming!" Cries of alarm came from below, accompanied by screams of anguish.

Hearing this, the two men's expressions changed drastically. One of them shouted, "Isn't there a formation to stop them? What are you afraid of?"

"It… it can't hold them… The White Ghosts have gone mad…" someone shouted intermittently.

"What's going on? Tell us quickly!" The other man grabbed a terrified disciple and scolded sharply.

"The White Ghosts below have gone mad… They've broken out of the mist and aren't even afraid of the formation. Thousands of them are swarming upwards, destroying the formation by sheer force," the disciple stammered, his mind slightly steadied by the scolding.

As the two were about to ask another question, they heard a rumbling sound from the mist below, and a dense mass of shadowy figures rushed upwards.

"Form the formation! Form the formation! Form the formation!" one of them shouted, his tone already changed in panic.

But at this moment, everyone was in disarray, and no one would listen.

"Anyone who takes another step back will die!" Just then, a booming voice came from above.

The gray-robed man descended from the sky, hovering in the void above the crowd.

With a flick of his sleeve, the sound of wind and thunder erupted, directly dispelling his drunken haze. In an instant, he regained his former imposing manner.

As his mid-stage Golden Immortal aura was released, it instantly suppressed the entire secret realm.

"It's just a White Ghost rebellion. It happened many years ago. An ordinary elder stationed here at the time was able to handle it safely. Now that I'm here, what are you panicking about? Form the formation immediately!" the man said with a cold snort.

His words had a calming effect. The thousands of fleeing disciples finally calmed down and began to unite, forming various formations.

As soon as the formations were formed, tens of thousands of White Ghosts rushed out of the mist below, climbing up the floating mountain peaks and charging upwards.

"Kill them…" the gray-robed man said indifferently.

As soon as his voice fell, a series of huge roars rang out throughout the secret realm.

Flames flashed in one of the large formations, and huge fire meteors shot out, drawing dazzling fiery lines in the air as they fell towards the abyss.

Gusts of wind and frost howled out from some formations, turning into huge ice cones that plunged straight down.

Various immortal treasures and spiritual light seals flew out continuously, all bombarding the abyss.

For a time, the entire secret realm was in chaos, with explosions echoing everywhere.

Countless White Ghosts were hit and died, falling towards the bottom, but even more White Ghosts fearlessly swarmed upwards, leaving countless corpses piled up on the floating mountain peaks along the way.

"Something's not right… something's not quite right…" the gray-robed man frowned, looking at the scene before him.

With a thought, his divine sense probed towards the depths of the abyss.

He could clearly sense the first few thousand feet, but the deeper he went, the more difficult it became. His divine sense seemed to be blocked by something, unable to penetrate further.

Seeing more and more White Ghosts rushing up, almost catching up with the disciples, the gray-robed man waved his hand, and a huge cyan ring appeared behind him.

He pointed forward with two fingers, and the ring emitted bursts of cyan light. Beams of light swords shot straight down, and large numbers of White Ghosts fell under the sword shadows.

But the more White Ghosts died, the more uneasy the gray-robed man felt.

These White Ghosts had already broken free from the mist's cover. Their current appearance didn't look like they were attacking, but rather like they were fleeing from something. But what else was in this abyss besides them?

Just as the gray-robed man was filled with suspicion, an unusual aura emanated from the depths of the abyss, and a gray-white mist spread upwards at a visible speed.

Within the mist, burly, blue-skinned apes leaped out one after another, chasing and killing the White Ghosts.

The White Ghosts' combat power was far inferior to these blue-skinned apes. They were quickly slaughtered, and the floating mountain peaks below were quickly occupied by them. Each of them held a wolf-tooth club, their eyes filled with fierce light as they looked up at the humans.

"Master, what are these things?" the two disciples asked, fleeing back to the gray-robed man in terror.

The gray-robed man didn't recognize them either, so he didn't speak.

At this moment, a whistling wind suddenly arose from the gray-white mist below, and a huge spiral of mist rose up. Three tall figures rose with the mist and came below the crowd.

The gray-robed man looked at the three of them from afar and immediately felt his liver and gallbladder crack. The aura of these three was so thick that he almost didn't dare to look directly at them. He could only deduce that their cultivation should be above the late stage of Taiyi.

The one in the center had long, narrow eyes, a pale complexion, and not a trace of blood on his face. He looked like a corpse that had just been pulled out of the water, which was very creepy.

He was also holding a white beast that resembled a raccoon, covered in soft fluff, with unusually large eyes.

If Han Li were here, he would definitely recognize that this person was none other than Gui Mu, who had given them a hard time in the Gray Realm.

"It looks like a secret realm, but judging from the concentration of heaven and earth spiritual energy, it is undoubtedly the Immortal Domain," Gui Mu said, gently stroking the small beast "Cloud" in his arms and looking around.

But his eyes were only on the surrounding environment, and he didn't pay attention to the thousands of Candle Dragon Dao and Immortal Palace cultivators.

"Who are you?" the gray-robed man asked, summoning his courage.

Gui Mu glanced at him, then said to the two beside him, "Kill them all, wipe out their souls, don't let one go, and prepare to receive more of our people."

As soon as his voice fell, the figures of the two beside him disappeared, and the blue-skinned apes roared and charged towards the cultivators above.

Throughout the abyss, a series of frightening screams echoed.

"Immortal Domain, we have arrived…" Gui Mu looked at everything around him, a cold smile on his face, and said with satisfaction.

……

Zhou Yuan Immortal Domain.

Recently, shocking news has swept across the eight continents under the jurisdiction of the entire Immortal Domain.

The original Immortal Palace Lord of this Immortal Domain, Ti Hu Zhenren, a dignified Grand Luo cultivator, suddenly went mad one day for some unknown reason and slaughtered all 130 Immortal Officials in the entire Immortal Palace in one breath.

Even a monitoring Immortal Envoy stationed in Zhou Yuan Immortal Domain, whose cultivation was unfathomable, was killed by him when he came to stop him.

After that, the entire Zhou Yuan Immortal Domain fell into chaos, and this Ti Hu Zhenren left his post and disappeared.

However, only seven days later, his name appeared on the "Immortal Execution List" erected throughout the Immortal Domain, becoming a criminal that the Heavenly Court was focusing on capturing. The reward was very generous and the position was very high.

Following this, some secret rumors circulated in the Immortal Domain, saying that Ti Hu Zhenren was not suddenly mad, but that he was a spy lurking in Zhou Yuan Immortal Palace. His real identity was a Deputy Palace Lord of the Samsara Hall.

After completing his mission, he fled back to the Samsara Hall, so the Heavenly Court sent several monitoring Immortal Envoys to capture him, but they still could not find his trace.

……

Jin Nan Immortal Domain.

An immortal secret realm that had been sealed for a long time suddenly appeared, attracting the competition of the four major sects and the Immortal Palace in the Immortal Domain.

Originally, under the auspices of the Immortal Palace, the four major sects had agreed on a method for allocating the resources of the secret realm. However, after the forces of all parties entered the secret realm, the leading elders and core disciples of two of the sects were successively killed. The clues of the murderer pointed directly to the other two sects.

As a result, a series of conflicts and feuds broke out between the four major sects, each of which was severely damaged.

Just as the Immortal Palace felt that the feuds of the four parties had seriously affected the stability of the Immortal Domain and wanted to intervene, for some unknown reason, the four major sects simultaneously turned their spearheads and pointed their swords at the Jin Nan Immortal Palace.

It turned out that in their fierce battles, the four major sects gradually discovered some hidden traces and realized that the secret realm trip was instigated by the Immortal Palace to deliberately provoke their infighting.

As a result, the four major sects joined forces and directly overthrew the Jin Nan Immortal Palace, forcing the Immortal Palace Lord to flee.