116: The remnant spirit of the mother points her sword at the forbidden land.

The situation on the continent had stabilized, and the Star Moon Sect had leaped to become the Supreme Sect revered by all under heaven, with nations paying homage and Cultivators gathering. Inside and outside the Sect, lanterns and streamers were hung, presenting an atmosphere of prosperity. However, Lin Yang, seated in the main hall, had little joy between his brows. Since returning from the Trial of the Heavens, his cultivation had broken through to the Half-step Spirit Sea, his Chaos Divine Body had initially formed, and he had even taken control of the starship to sweep away the continent's powerful enemies, a truly unparalleled glory. Yet, for some reason, in recent days, he had constantly felt a faint, lingering palpitation swirling deep within his heart and mind, as if something of vital importance was calling to him from a distant place.

That day, he dismissed his attendants and went alone to the summit of the Star Moon Sect's main peak. Here, the sea of clouds churned, and Spiritual Qi was dense—an excellent place for quiet meditation and enlightenment. He sat cross-legged, focused his mind on his Dantian, and attempted to capture the source of that strange sensation.

Within his shanzhong point, the silent chaos star core suddenly began to tremble gently without warning, and waves of faint, yet containing endless yearning and sorrow, ripples spread out. Immediately following, a blurry yet Soul-shaking image forcibly surged into his Sea of Consciousness:

It was a dark place completely sealed off by endless gray mist and violent Chaos energy, with the world filled with suffocating pressure. At the core of that Forbidden Ground, atop a huge and ancient altar, a light blue, almost transparent female phantom was tightly bound by countless rune chains flickering with ghostly light. Her eyes were tightly closed, her face haggard, and her form so illusory that it seemed it could dissipate at any moment, but the contours of her brows slowly merged with the gentle figure in the depths of Lin Yang's memory...

"Mother...!"

Lin Yang opened his eyes abruptly, his Chaos Qi surging violently and uncontrollably around him, as a sharp pain originating from the depths of his Bloodline and monstrous longing instantly swept through his Divine Soul! Although that Soul fluctuation was extremely weak, he would never mistake it! That remnant Soul, cruelly sealed and imprisoned in endless despair, was none other than his biological mother, whom he had dreamed of and been forced to separate from since childhood!

The induction of the chaos star core was incredibly profound and could not be wrong. The clear coordinates pointed, with extreme cruelty, to the far west of the continent, that perilous place regarded by the Misty Immortal Palace as an absolute Forbidden Ground, known for having no return—the Misty Forbidden Land!

"Misty Immortal Palace...!" Lin Yang's fists clenched suddenly, his knuckles turning white from the extreme force, as monstrous anger and bone-deep killing intent almost burst from his chest. No matter how dangerous that Forbidden Ground was, and no matter if the path ahead was a mountain of blades and a sea of fire or the Nine Nether Hell, he had to go! Now! Immediately!

The surging killing intent and the urgency to save his mother collided violently in Lin Yang's heart, but he forcibly suppressed the impulse to rush into the Forbidden Ground alone. The more critical the situation, the more calmness was needed. If the Misty Forbidden Land could be used by the Misty Immortal Palace as its final foundation and barrier, its degree of danger was absolutely far beyond imagination and could not be overcome by mere hot-bloodedness. He was now a Sect Master, the Supreme of the continent, with thousands of responsibilities on his shoulders and people behind him who needed protection; he had to plan before acting.

He took a deep breath, and the Chaos Qi churning in his eyes gradually calmed, transforming into ice-cold determination. The next moment, his majestic voice resonated through the Sect's great array, echoing in every corner of the Star Moon Sect:

"All Elders and True Disciples, come to the main hall immediately for a meeting!"

A moment later, inside the Star Moon Sect's main hall, the atmosphere was grave and solemn. Lin Yang sat high on the main seat, expressionlessly announcing the news of his mother's remnant Soul being trapped in the Misty Forbidden Land, as well as his decision to launch an expedition.

There was no hesitation, no questioning. Su Qingyue was the first to step out, bowing and saying, "The Sect Master's affairs are the top priority of our Star Moon Sect! I, Qingyue, am willing to lead my Disciples as the vanguard!"

The Four Women—Bai Wanqing, Chu Yunxi, Chu Yuning, and Mu Yao—also took a step forward, their eyes firm: "We are willing to accompany the Sect Master!"

The Elders were also filled with righteous indignation: "The remnants of the Misty Immortal Palace dare to treat the Sect Master's kin this way! This hatred is irreconcilable! Please, Sect Master, give the order!"

Lin Yang scanned the crowd, feeling a slight warmth in his heart, but his orders were clear and cold:

"First, immediately in the name of the Star Moon Sect and the Continental Alliance Leader, order all affiliated Sects and Families to select elites to form a punitive coalition army, march to the old site of the Misty Immortal Palace, form an external deterrent, clear out any possible remaining forces, and distract their attention!"

"Second, open the Sect treasury and take out 30% of the resources obtained from this Trial of the Heavens, prioritizing the elite coalition forces, and ensure that the overall combat power is improved in the shortest possible time!"

"Third, Su Qingyue will stay behind to coordinate the overall situation, guard the Sect, coordinate all parties, ensure logistics support, and stabilize the situation on the continent!"

"Fourth, Bai Wanqing, Chu Yunxi, Chu Yuning, and Mu Yao will accompany me to strike directly at the core of the Forbidden Ground!"

"Fifth, the starship will immediately undergo final maintenance, be loaded with the maximum equivalent of spirit crystals, and all attack and defense Formations will be in a state of readiness for instant activation!"

The entire continent's war machine began to operate efficiently under Lin Yang's will. Wherever the decree reached, all forces complied, and countless Cultivators, harboring awe for Lin Yang and indignation toward the remnants of the Misty Immortal Palace, gathered from all directions, forming a powerful torrent of steel with their sword tips pointing directly to the west.

Three days later, everything was ready.

The massive starship hovered above the Star Moon Sect, its streamlined hull gleaming with a cold metallic luster under the sunlight, with heart-stopping energy faintly gathering at the main cannon muzzle. Lin Yang, dressed in a black robe, stood at the bow of the ship, the howling wind brushing his clothes, with four women of peerless beauty and distinct temperaments, yet all filled with high Battle Intent, standing behind him.

In the square below, led by Su Qingyue, the remaining high-level officials and Disciples of the Sect stood in neat rows.

"Qingyue, the Sect, and even the rear of the entire continent, I leave to you." Lin Yang looked at the cold and firm figure below.

Su Qingyue nodded solemnly, her eyes clear and full of trust: "Sect Master, please go with peace of mind. As long as Qingyue is here, the Sect is here! The continent is here! I will wait for the Sect Master and the sisters to rescue Mother and return in triumph!"

"Depart!"

Lin Yang said no more, turned, and stepped into the bridge. The starship emitted a low hum, its massive hull tearing through the clouds and turning into a stream of light that split the heavens, speeding toward the far west of the continent—that Misty Forbidden Land filled with death and the unknown!