The Qinglan Spirit Herb Slope has exploded! Demonic beast corpses are giving off gray fumes. Any cultivator who comes into contact with them is haunted night after night by whispers from the black mist, and everyone who touches it goes mad!
A Qi Refining disciple encounters something strange while drawing in qi: his palm burns like red-hot iron, and broken images of formations flash before his eyes. When he wakes, a coin-shaped mark has appeared on his hand!
Even stranger, a bamboo slip containing cultivation teachings has inexplicably filled with pages of unfamiliar runes. Is this a defiance of heaven, or the start of a calamity?
On the day of the sect's grand ceremony, the forbidden grounds suddenly shake as if the earth itself were turning over!
The hall whose doors had remained shut for three hundred years, ever since the Nascent Soul Ancestor sealed them, suddenly opens a crack on its own. The spirit vines outside have all withered into kindling, and the only clue is a guiding leaf hidden inside a spirit-plant Gu. What is it pointing toward?
The sect is suddenly attacked by an unknown force and is on the verge of annihilation!
A vine-leaf-marked stranger, an outsider from the icy wastes, and a deep-sea guardian arrive in a sudden assault. Each of the three groups presents a stone fragment bearing the same pattern and says only, “The three energies must unite.” Are they friends or foes? And what are the three energies?
Half the sky suddenly darkens, and a black shadow that devours spiritual energy bursts out of the forbidden grounds! At the critical moment, the coin-shaped mark on the Qi Refining disciple's palm blazes with light!
It turns out that from the very day the gray fumes appeared, a secret treasure buried in the cultivation world for ten thousand years had already awakened!
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