After leaving Yun Village, Su Chun rode the Magic Eagle she had drawn and flew toward the Yunmeng Mountain Range to the east.
High in the sky, the wind grew stronger, blowing her silver hair and making her sleeves flutter.
Zhong Ling, who was inside her body, had fallen into a dormant state and was no longer speaking constantly.
However, Su Chun could occasionally feel faint fluctuations emanating from the bronze bell in her Spirit Sea.
The other party was likely digesting the information she had provided, attempting to recover lost memories.
Su Chun had previously been skeptical about whether this world was truly the core region of the Ancient Immortal Era, but looking at it now, those words seemed true.
She steered the Magic Eagle while admiring the scenery below.
The land of the Sky-Prison Realm was vast and boundless.
Mountains, rivers, towns, and villages were scattered like stars on a chessboard, distinctly different from the grand and ethereal sights of other worlds.
If the places she had visited before were like the Heavenly Realm, then this Sky-Prison Realm was a world of mortals filled with life and the scent of everyday existence.
However, the spiritual energy was still pitifully thin.
The speed at which her Primal Chaos Body absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was no longer as smooth, which made her feel a bit uneasy.
‘It seems the cultivation resources in this Sky-Prison Realm are even scarcer than I imagined.
I haven’t seen any natural treasures along the way.’
Su Chun continued to use her Divine Sense to scan everything below.
She had a feeling that she might have to stay in this Sky-Prison Realm for a very long time.
The connection with the Luo Li sisters within her body had almost completely severed, which indicated that the two of them must have been transported to a very distant location.
‘I hope this Yunmeng Mountain Range will allow me to find some information and opportunities regarding the Sky-Prison Realm. I don’t need the chance to become an immortal myself, but my mother and grandmother do. I must obtain opportunities for them.’
The Magic Eagle was extremely fast.
Before long, the outline of a continuous, towering mountain range appeared on the distant horizon.
The mountains soared into the clouds, shrouded in mist and possessing a magnificent aura.
This was the Yunmeng Mountain Range.
The closer she got to the mountain range, the richer the spiritual energy in the air became.
Although it still couldn’t compare to the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, it was already much better than the mortal areas she had passed through earlier.
‘It seems the distribution of spiritual energy in the Sky-Prison Realm is uneven. Some places are barren while others are rich. Moreover, this spiritual energy seems to come from the earth rather than the Laws of Heaven and Earth.’
In Su Chun’s eyes, she discovered that the spiritual energy circulation in the Sky-Prison Realm relied on the mountains and rivers before spreading throughout the world.
Upon arriving at the Yunmeng Mountain Range, it wasn’t as if exotic flowers and rare herbs were everywhere, but one could occasionally see Demonic Beasts darting through the forest.
This showed that there must be cultivators here.
Just as Su Chun was looking around, the sound of intense fighting and the roar of spiritual power collisions suddenly came from ahead, vaguely mixed with the angry shouts and screams of cultivators.
“Someone is fighting?”
Su Chun’s eyes narrowed.
She quickly manipulated the Magic Eagle to hide its presence and flew toward the direction of the sound.
Soon, the sounds of battle became clearer.
Hidden within a dense canopy of trees, Su Chun looked forward.
Ahead was an open valley.
In the center of the valley stood an old, dilapidated altar.
A strange plant emitting seven-colored light grew atop the altar, bearing a crystal-clear fruit the size of a fist.
The fruit emitted an extremely seductive fragrance and a thick aura of life.
‘Is that a Seven-Colored Exquisite Fruit? The legend says it can bring the dead back to life and heal flesh to bone. A supreme healing treasure?’
Su Chun’s pupils contracted as she recognized the origin of this plant.
Back at the Tantai Family, she hadn’t just spent her time cultivating; she had also read many records concerning natural treasures.
Even in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, the Seven-Colored Exquisite Fruit was a top-tier treasure that one could only hope for but rarely find.
She hadn’t expected to encounter one here in the Yunmeng Mountain Range of the Sky-Prison Realm.
At this moment, a fierce melee was breaking out around the altar.
Judging by their clothing styles, several thousand cultivators were divided into several factions.
One side had the most people.
The female cultivators wore white Daoist robes, while the male cultivators wore black ones.
The other side was an alliance composed of several sects.
Although their numbers were greater than the force in black and white robes, their cultivation levels were uneven, and their cooperation was somewhat scattered.
“You Taiyi Sect are a banished criminal sect! Do not be too overbearing! We discovered this Seven-Colored Exquisite Fruit first!”
A middle-aged cultivator in a green Daoist robe roared, his long sword clashing with two cultivators — one in black and one in white.
Looking at their cultivation, they were at least cultivators of the Dao Palace Realm.
“Hmph, so what if you found it first? Treasures belong to the virtuous. With you ragtag bunch from the Nine Sects Alliance, are you even worthy of possessing such a supreme treasure?”
The leading black-robed cultivator sneered.
He summoned an Eight Trigrams Mirror, which released several sharp blades of black light, forcing back the several cultivators besieging him.
‘Taiyi Sect? The techniques they use look like Yin-Yang Power.’
Su Chun watched the techniques and treasures used by the man and woman, both of which were permeated with Yin and Yang Qi.
When the two coordinated, their powers actually merged together, forming a cycle of Yin and Yang.
Cultivators were constantly falling, and many were heavily injured and collapsed on the ground.
The scene was somewhat bloody, causing Su Chun to feel a sense of pity.
‘Why bother? For a single spiritual herb, so many people are fighting to the death. It’s really not necessary.’
After saying this, she saw a female Taiyi Sect cultivator about to be killed by two cultivators from other factions.
She raised her hand and drew in the air.
In the next moment, three thick vines suddenly sprouted beneath the feet of those three.
The vines entangled them and dragged them directly into the ground, leaving only three heads exposed.
“Who? Who is it? Who’s ambushing me? Let go of me!”
The three were shocked and began to struggle while questioning their surroundings.
However, given Su Chun’s Spirit Wheel Realm cultivation combined with the Primal Chaos Body’s ability to communicate with the power of heaven and earth and the effects of the Divine Pen of Creation, even cultivators of the Four Poles Realm wouldn’t be able to escape if they were trapped.
‘Harmony is precious in all things. You all shouldn’t be fighting. Settle down for a while.’
Just as she stopped the three, another person elsewhere was about to lose their life.
Su Chun waved her hand again, and a large amount of soil from the ground surged toward the two people.
In an instant, it wrapped them up like bundles, leaving only their faces exposed.
Under Su Chun’s secret and continuous intervention, one cultivator after another was forced to stop fighting.
Some were buried in the soil, some were wrapped into bundles of mud, and others were hung from trees.
Su Chun sat on a tree branch with a smile on her face, as if she were playing a game, stopping every person she saw.
In less than half an hour, seventy percent of the cultivators in the battlefield had mysteriously lost their combat effectiveness.
This sudden turn of events caused the fighting in the entire valley to come to a halt.
Everyone stopped what they were doing.
“What is going on?”
The experts of the Nine Sects Alliance immediately retreated to their respective groups in batches, scanning the trapped cultivators with shock and suspicion.
There was definitely another cultivator playing tricks in the shadows, interfering with their struggle.
“Who is it? Attacking us from the shadows! Show yourself if you have the guts!”
A middle-aged black-robed cultivator from the Taiyi Sect shouted sternly.
He scanned the surroundings with a sharp gaze.
The Eight Trigrams Mirror hovered above his head, emitting a faint black light, clearly searching the area.
Su Chun remained hidden in the tree canopy, having no intention of showing herself.
With their Divine Sense, it was impossible for them to find her.
She simply didn’t want to see so many people lose their lives over a single spiritual herb; she had no intention of intervening in the actual conflict.
However, her kindness was not necessarily accepted.
“Still not coming out? Do not think that just because you are hidden, this old man cannot find you.”
The black-robed cultivator snorted coldly.
The light of the Eight Trigrams Mirror intensified, and a thick pillar of black light swept across the surrounding woods indiscriminately.
There was nothing Su Chun could do about this.
The moment the black light swept toward her, her figure flickered, and she descended from the sky to land in front of everyone.
“Hey! You people, how can you repay kindness with enmity? I was saving their lives, yet you actually attacked me.”
After Su Chun appeared, she complained with a look of dissatisfaction.