Su Yao had already given up on thinking.

She didn't understand Song Yan's intentions, but at least she knew... Although Song Yan acted recklessly, he never did anything without a purpose. There was naturally a plan behind this.

As for her, she would just take one step at a time.

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Soon, the stone door closed with a rumble.

For some unknown reason, Long Muyun also stopped worrying about Vilampu wandering around the labyrinth and quickly turned back with Song Yan.

Su Yao looked at the closed stone chamber and took a long breath, then sat cross-legged on the True Spirit Jade Bed. She glanced at the traces of combat within the room, a look of contemplation in her eyes, and the next moment... she was suddenly startled.

"Wh... when did this appear?"

Su Yao looked towards her embrace.

There lay a storage bag.

But this storage bag definitely wasn't hers!

Su Yao recalled briefly, suddenly gaining some insight.

"Could it be that when he patted me, he placed this storage bag into my arms? Is there something he's arranged in here? Why didn't he tell me?"

Su Yao frowned slightly, doubting that a single storage bag could turn the tides.

Long Muyun's power was incredibly terrifying, and this Celestial Venerable Secret Realm was already completely sealed off.

What else could Song Yan do?

At that moment, a pair of small hands suddenly grew out from Su Yao's chest, holding a letter.

Su Yao was startled, but the small hands quickly pulled outwards and climbed out. When Su Yao saw the figure landing, she stood there in shock, then exclaimed in delight, "Yuzhuang?!"

Po Xu Yuzhuang did not speak, internally reciting Song Yan's implanted thoughts, resisting the urge to kill the life in front of her, and instead handed the letter to her.

The first line of the letter read: 'Stupid woman, if I told you, you would surely give it away.'

Su Yao wasn't angry and continued reading.

The letter was filled with many words, roughly explaining the formation of Po Xu Yuzhuang and the crisis the two of them were now facing.

The Celestial Venerable Secret Realm had become a dead end.

The realm was sealed, and Long Muyun's claim that "he would become a Celestial Venerable and naturally open the realm's exit" was a complete lie.

The reason Long Muyun was acting like this now was so he could peacefully cultivate the "Corpse Cutting Technique" and digest that Immortal Thought, but once he succeeded, it would be a dead end.

If he didn't cultivate and Long Muyun discovered the anomaly, it would also be a dead end.

If he tried to find a way to escape, it was impossible because the realm was completely locked.

The only solution he came up with was to "accelerate the destruction of the Celestial Venerable Secret Realm."

No one could achieve this, but Po Xu Yuzhuang could.

Po Xu Yuzhuang could quickly absorb energy from a particular place, including this Celestial Venerable Secret Realm. At the same time... she could rapidly create Netherworld's Qi, essentially working in concert with the Netherworld's Qi beneath the Celestial Venerable Secret Realm.

However, the commotion caused by Po Xu Yuzhuang would undoubtedly be enormous and would be impossible for Long Muyun not to notice with his abilities.

Therefore, Song Yan "came clean" with Long Muyun, using himself to hold her back, staying in one chamber, and let Su Yao take Po Xu Yuzhuang to another sealed chamber to carry out the plan.

Su Yao's gaze gradually moved to the end of the letter.

The letter concluded: "Stupid woman, focus on your cultivation; only by reaching the Divine Infant Realm can there be a greater hope of escape. Burn after reading."

Su Yao slightly activated her power, turning the letter into ashes.

Po Xu Yuzhuang had already stood in the middle of the chamber.

Su Yao suddenly stood up, pulled out six water-blue array flags from the storage bag, and placed them around Po Xu Yuzhuang.

These were the Lingbo Ancient Race's legacy array for sealing off auras.

Po Xu Yuzhuang stood still as strands of roots extended from her pant legs downwards, dense and numerous, like a swarm of serpents.

The stone floor of the chamber was hard, but under the special tendrils of Poxu Yuzhuang, signs of corrosion began to appear slowly, gradually forming cracks. The roots took advantage of the gaps, burrowing deeper and deeper.

Su Yao watched this scene, murmuring, "You, of all people, don't have the right to call others mad..."

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Elsewhere...

Song Yan and Long Muyun had returned to the chamber.

Song Yan raised a hand to summon the "Corpse Cutting Technique," sitting upright on the Lotus Platform, pretending to study it closely.

Long Muyun found a spot beneath the Lotus Platform, smoothed her long skirt, sat cross-legged, and gently said, "If the master has any orders, just call Long'er at any time, Long'er is right here."

Song Yan replied, "Then stop calling me master. 'Master' was our relationship in a past life, and in this life... I see you as if it were our first meeting. Perhaps I can't speak words of love at first sight, but I genuinely want to get to know you. Since fate has bound us together, we should face challenges together in the future."

Long Muyun fell silent at his words.

She looked at the boyish-looking male cultivator before her, his clear eyes, and softly said, "The world may collapse, and the future seem bleak, mortals like mayflies, unable to see the terror of the apocalypse, yet you and I met just at the right time."

Song Yan asked, "So how do we escape?"

Long Muyun replied, "Master should cultivate, I have ears and eyes outside, and if there's news, I will inform the master."

Song Yan said, "Then I won't listen."

Long Muyun asked, astonished, "Why?"

Song Yan responded, "You called me master again."

Long Muyun paused, then suddenly laughed, and said, "I wonder how many years you have lived, yet still acting like a child? What you're saying now is similar to what my tribe's younger generation would say when they never had a partner before..."

Song Yan said, "I just hope we start as friends first."

Long Muyun chuckled even more, murmuring, "Already at such an age, still talking about friends? In interactions between men and women, it is either for profit or desire..."

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