"It's gone?" Evan Yang looked at Lynn Snowmoon in surprise.
"I can see you clearly now, and my divine sense works again," Lynn Snowmoon said in shock.
Only then did Evan Yang realize that the surroundings really were clear again, and his divine sense was usable. He wondered if it was because of that stone earlier. Now it was protecting his primordial spirit, and although he didn't know its exact purpose, at least everything around him had returned to normal.
Just then, Evan Yang noticed several strands of divine sense sweeping past.
"Someone's found this place. We have to go." Evan Yang sensed that some divine senses had noticed something unusual here and were already probing with their divine sense. For Lynn Snowmoon's safety, Evan immediately took her away.
Now that he could use divine sense, Evan Yang guided the way with four hundred threads of divine sense and quickly found the next exit, without needing to wander around anymore.
If it used to take five days, now it would take at most half a day to get out.
Evan Yang quickly avoided the sweeps of those powerful divine senses, circled around the rat swarms, and finally made it outside—just in time to see Faye Violet.
"You made it out!" Faye Violet exclaimed excitedly when she saw the two of them.
"Let's go, this isn't a good place to talk." Evan Yang knew that several strands of divine sense were still locked onto him. He wasn't sure why, but it was definitely related to him entering that strange place—and now that divine sense could be used here, it had drawn even more attention.
Seeing Evan Yang's expression, Faye Violet didn't even have time to catch up before following him out of there.
They rushed ahead, and Evan Yang used multiple threads of divine sense to avoid many obstacles, quickly reaching the cave entrance.
At the entrance, Evan Yang spread his divine sense and found it could be used here too. He exclaimed, "Looks like the inability to use divine sense was caused by that stone underground."
Lynn Snowmoon also noticed something strange and looked at Evan Yang in surprise, while Faye Violet finally realized, "That's odd, how can divine sense be used here?"
Right then, a crowd appeared around the three of them.
All those people glared angrily at Evan Yang.
"It's him!" Aunt Xiang Chun pointed at Evan Yang.
Lynn Snowmoon cried out in alarm, "Martial Aunt, Sect Master!"
Evan Yang realized that the highest cultivation here belonged to the woman Lynn Snowmoon had called Sect Master. Since she hadn't broken through to the Spirit-Wandering Realm, Evan was relieved and said, "I am Evan Yang. Greetings to you all."
"You're the Evan Yang who's made both the Blue Clan and the Hawke Clan want you?" The Sect Master focused her gaze on Evan Yang.
"You could say that," Evan Yang replied with a smile.
"Talented youth, indeed. But you're still too young. You can't compete with the Blue Clan or the Hawke Clan. You'd better come with me to meet the Hawke Clan's people," said the Jinxiu Peak Master.
"The Hawke Clan's people? Why should I go see them? Why not have them come to see me?" Evan Yang smiled, completely unafraid.
The Jinxiu Peak Master was startled by Evan Yang's words, thinking he was far too arrogant. She pressed her aura toward him, only to have it forcefully pushed back. Shocked, she stared at Evan Yang. "You..."
"If you don't want to anger me, you'd best leave us alone. Otherwise, I won't mind making sure Jinxiu Peak falls into ruin forever." Evan Yang sneered, then left with Lynn Snowmoon and Faye Violet.
The people of Jinxiu Peak weren't about to let Evan Yang go. Several Soul-Forming experts pressed their aura toward him, hoping to force him back, but Evan Yang's aura was even stronger, frightening them with its intensity.
"Let's go," Evan Yang said.
Lynn Snowmoon looked troubled by the situation, and so did Faye Violet.
"Lynn Snowmoon, do you really intend to sever ties with the sect?" The Jinxiu Peak Master knew Evan Yang was too powerful; if it came to a real fight, they might suffer heavy losses. She decided to use the sect's connection to keep Lynn Snowmoon here, hoping to keep Evan Yang as well.
Lynn Snowmoon didn't have much affection for the sect, but her master was currently under the Jinxiu Peak Master's scrutiny.
Noticing Lynn Snowmoon's troubled expression, Evan Yang asked, "Do you still want to stay in such a heartless sect?"
Hearing the word 'heartless,' the Sect Master and several Soul-Forming experts looked even more uneasy.
"Kid, what are you saying? We're only thinking of her future." Aunt Xiang Chun, relying on the sect's backing, snorted coldly.
Seeing Aunt Xiang Chun, Evan Yang remembered the last incident and snorted coldly, "It's not your place to speak here!"
A series of crackling sounds rang out, and Aunt Xiang Chun was sent flying. If not for the Sect Master's quick intervention, she would have been thrown out entirely.
"Sect Master, look!" Aunt Xiang Chun complained, hoping the Sect Master would step in to stop Evan Yang.
"Don't speak right now," the Sect Master said to Aunt Xiang Chun, finally out of patience. Aunt Xiang Chun was left confused, unable to understand why the Sect Master wouldn't deal with Evan Yang.
"My master is still here," Lynn Snowmoon finally voiced her concern.
"Your master? Where?" Evan Yang knew Lynn Snowmoon had a master who brought her to the sect as a child. If there was any real emotional bond, it was probably with that person.
"She's being imprisoned by us. If you want her to be safe, you'd best do as we say. Otherwise, you know what will happen." The Sect Master set Aunt Xiang Chun down as she spoke to Evan Yang and the others.
Evan Yang hated being threatened most of all, but Lynn Snowmoon was deeply worried about her master.
Evan Yang snorted coldly, "Jinxiu Peak truly is cold-blooded. Today, I'll clean you up once and for all."
"Arrogant!" The Sect Master was furious, never expecting this beggar to disregard Jinxiu Peak's years of heritage.
But what happened next left them completely powerless. One by one, they were heavily injured and sealed by Evan Yang.
Faye Violet and Lynn Snowmoon looked at Evan Yang in disbelief. They knew all the sect's elites were gathered here, yet Evan Yang dealt with them so easily that he seemed almost like a different person.
"Speak. Where is she?" Evan Yang demanded of the Sect Master, who had fought him for so long.
The Sect Master was the only one left standing, fighting Evan Yang. When she realized her disciples couldn't move, she angrily shouted, "You, boy—just who are you, really?"
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"I've already told you, I'm Evan Yang—my real name, my real self," Evan Yang sneered.
"Fine, fine—your real name, your real self. Then I'll tell you: she's in the sect. Whether you can find her is up to you." With that, the Sect Master quickly slipped away.
But Evan Yang blocked her way. "Trying to leave? It's not that easy!"
The Sect Master, who had barely flown a short distance before Evan Yang caught her, looked at him in frustration. "You..."
"Speak, or else I won't be polite," Evan Yang said, his patience running thin.
"Fine, I'll take you." The Sect Master had already suffered some injuries. She knew she couldn't beat Evan Yang in a direct confrontation and might only get hurt worse. With no other choice, she led Evan Yang, Lynn Snowmoon, and the others to a certain place.
Aunt Xiang Chun and the others lay in frustration at the mountain entrance.
"There's something I don't understand—why can we use divine sense in that forbidden ground now?" The Sect Master, though still opposed to Evan Yang, was troubled by this question. For years, the mountain hadn't changed, but after Evan Yang entered, divine sense suddenly worked.
"You'll know once you go in yourself," Evan Yang replied, not giving a direct answer. Annoyed, the Sect Master sent a voice transmission to Lynn Snowmoon: "You're really something, teaming up with outsiders to deal with our sect!"
Lynn Snowmoon, always a straightforward person, looked even more uncomfortable after hearing this. But thinking of her own situation and her master's predicament, she gritted her teeth and ignored it.
Seeing that Lynn Snowmoon ignored her, the Sect Master had no choice but to stay with Evan Yang as they arrived at a mountain peak.
On this mountain peak, there were many buildings.
"She's inside," the Sect Master said, pointing to a certain building.
Evan Yang waved his hand and the door opened. But instead of Lynn Snowmoon's master, he saw a familiar face—and a stranger. Both were staring at Evan Yang in shock.
"It's you!" Justin Huang exclaimed in surprise.
"I didn't expect you to be here," Evan Yang said. He knew the Huang Clan had sent people, but hadn't expected it to be Justin. With his current cultivation, Evan could easily handle Justin, but the person beside him was much stronger—almost at the Spirit-Wandering Realm.
The man stared at Evan Yang. "So you're that beggar, Evan Yang."
"You're too kind," Evan Yang said with a smile, after making a few quick moves to immobilize the Sect Master.
The Sect Master instantly felt her spiritual power locked and her feet unable to move. She stood there in shock, unable to believe that she, a Sect Master, had ended up like this—at the hands of the most wanted man hunted by both the Blue and Huang Clans.
"You've got some skills—subduing even Jinxiu Peak's Sect Master," the man sneered, noticing her miserable expression.
"Enough talk. If you want to fight, let's fight. As for your Huang Clan, I'll deal with you sooner or later," Evan Yang snorted.
"Just you? Ridiculous. Do you think you're special just because you're a bit stronger? Today, I'll see if the rumors about you are true!" The man sneered, then leaped forward at incredible speed. Evan Yang leaped in response, and the two began a fierce battle in midair.
Justin Huang stared at Evan Yang in disbelief. He knew exactly who his companion was and how strong he was, yet Evan Yang could match him. Justin felt deeply unsettled.
No matter how unsettled he felt, Evan Yang was already fighting. Justin silently prayed Evan Yang would be captured, so he could teach him a lesson himself.
As Justin Huang prayed, the man pulled out a magic weapon—the Whirlwind Disk. It was about the size of a plate, with razor-sharp edges. It spun through the air with a screech, aiming straight for Evan Yang.
Evan Yang quickly threw a punch, but it had no effect. The Whirlwind Disk was knocked aside, but it still followed after him. Its rim held ten small blades, which instantly shot out, each one targeting Evan Yang.
"Just ten blades?" Evan Yang sneered, then reached out and quickly grabbed all ten blades out of the air.
"Just ten blades? You're underestimating my Whirlwind Disk. Let me show you its true power." Seeing Evan Yang catch all ten blades, the man wasn't alarmed—instead, he sneered.