94: Temple? Is this how you treat your ancestor?

Seeing that Li Yan had said so much, Zhang Jiu, a Daoren from Dragon Tiger Mountain, hesitated for a moment.

“Then it’s settled, Fellow Daoist.”

“If you are not capable enough, do not force yourself!”

Seeing Zhang Jiu ask for his repeated assurance, the Dragon Tiger Mountain Cultivator's conscience would not allow him to earn this money.

Li Yan gave a dry laugh and quickly nodded in agreement: “Understood, I am not a reckless person, I will not go and die in vain.”

After receiving Li Yan’s assurance, Zhang Jiu swallowed his saliva and pointed towards the Holy Mountain.

“Fellow Daoist, if you want to enter the Mishan Holy Hall, there is only one way.”

Li Yan said seriously: “I hope you can give me some guidance, my friend.”

Zhang Jiu leaned close to Li Yan’s ear and lowered his voice.

“It is said that beneath Mi Mountain, an Ancient God Tomb is suppressed.”

Ancient God Tomb?

Hearing this, Li Yan raised an eyebrow.

That Bloodline Emperor Lord, he ran to Mi Mountain City again?

Before, the Ancient God Tomb was in Red Leaf Forest, now the Ancient God Tomb is beneath Mi Mountain City!

It seems that the Ancient God Tomb is like an underground moving city, without a fixed location.

As soon as he thought that what he was stepping on was that familiar Ancient God Tomb, Li Yan faintly felt a wave of killing intent coming from beneath his feet.

Could it be that the Ancient God still remembered him, Li Yan?

If there were Ancient God lackeys in Mi Mountain City, they would definitely come to trouble him.

If he didn't change history as soon as possible, even if he hid to the ends of the earth, he would still be targeted.

At this moment, Li Yan urgently wanted to see Ember Immortal, to see if he could return to tens of thousands of years ago from her dream.

Realizing that danger was quietly approaching, Li Yan said: “Brother Zhang, just get to the point, stop beating around the bush.”

“Look at you, young people are always so impatient.”

“Alright, I’ve also received benefits from you, so I should offer you some advice.”

Zhang Jiu stroked his beard, pondering for a moment.

“It is said that a demonic den has appeared on the snowy mountain, from which a large number of evil entities have emerged.”

“And the Mishan Holy Hall is currently recruiting talented individuals, seeking Yin Si Prison members.”

“If you can successfully Seal that demonic den, you will have the opportunity to enter the Holy Hall and be granted an audience with Ember Immortal!”

Yin Si Prison recruiting people?

Li Yan felt he could give it a try; this should be the fastest shortcut to enter the Holy Hall.

As long as he could enter the Holy Hall, he would definitely attract his female disciple’s attention.

However, when Li Yan and Ember Immortal meet again, he wonders if the Fairy will still recognize him as her Master.

Li Yan nodded: “Thank you, my friend, I will go to the Holy Hall to sign up now.”

Seeing that Li Yan was really planning to sign up, Zhang Jiu quickly stopped him.

“Fellow Daoist! I haven’t finished speaking yet.”

“The evil entities in that demonic den are extremely powerful; Cultivators below Blood Core Realm fifth-stage cannot deal with them.”

“Last time, a group of Cultivators who signed a military pledge entered the demonic den.”

“Guess what?”

“Only Cultivators above Blood Core Realm eighth-layer came out alive and were granted an audience with Ember Immortal.”

“If you go, Fellow Daoist, it will be certain death!”

Li Yan, however, became interested after listening.

As long as he came out of the demonic den, he could get an audience with Ember Immortal?

Is it that simple?

Li Yan was confident in coming out of the demonic den alive.

Not only did he have 64 Clones, but he also had a seventh-grade Divine Soul, capable of summoning a hundred-zhang Golden Core.

Although he was only at Golden Core first-layer cultivation, he was much stronger than Blood Core Realm Cultivators.

Li Yan calculated that with his current strength, he could give it a try.

If he couldn't win, he also had means to save his life.

Thinking of this, Li Yan cupped his hands in thanks: “Thank you, Taoist Zhang.”

After a word of thanks, Li Yan turned and walked out of the small alley, arriving at the main road of Mi Mountain City—Vermillion Bird Avenue.

Corpse Puppet Su Mo, who was on lookout nearby, silently followed behind Li Yan.

“Fellow Daoist? Fellow Daoist!”

Taoist Zhang ran out, watching Li Yan walk down Vermillion Bird Avenue, disappearing into the crowd.

He was a little anxious: “This young friend, did he really go to sign up?”

“Am I not harming him?”

As soon as he thought of Li Yan, this ‘young and ignorant’ boy, going to sign up for Yin Si Prison, he felt his conscience uneasy.

“No, I must go and stop that boy.”

Thinking of this, Zhang Jiu also ran towards the Holy Hall gate.

At this moment, Li Yan had already taken Corpse Puppet Su Mo to the end of Vermillion Bird Avenue.

The end of Vermillion Bird Avenue was the city gate of the Holy Hall.

Before this wide avenue, which was wide enough to accommodate a hundred carriages side by side, crowds of people who came to sign up were gathered.

Li Yan stood beneath the towering city gate, looking up at the Holy Mountain covered in white snow.

Mi Mountain City is divided into the Inner City and the Outer City.

The Outer City is where ordinary Cultivators and common people live, and it is larger in scale.

The Inner City is on the mountain, with its city walls built along the mountain, like a rock Dragon coiled beneath the snowy mountain.

The city walls were covered with rune Formations, which looked less like they were protecting Mi Mountain City and more like they were Sealing Mi Mountain City.

Li Yan, observing carefully, frowned: “The city walls face inward?”

“Are the city walls of Mi Mountain City’s Inner City Sealing this snowy mountain?”

“One look and you know it’s the work of Ember Immortal; these city walls were designed and supervised by her personally.”

Looking at the purple mandalas carved on the city walls, representing the flower language of Zenmatsu.

The flowers were large and vibrant, trumpet-shaped, a deep purple color, exuding a charming yet eerie Qi, beautiful yet inspiring fear.

During these tens of thousands of years that he was gone, Ember Immortal had been guarding this vicinity, waiting for his return.

Looking at the snowy mountain Holy Hall so close, Li Yan could not enter and meet his disciple.

Entering rashly would inevitably trigger the internal Formations and the encirclement of the Holy Hall Cultivators.

Any normal person would not think of forcing their way into Mishan Holy Hall.

When Li Yan arrived at the Inner City gate, he already saw a large number of people queuing there.

The Cultivators guarding the Inner City all wore the mandala emblem.

When they saw Li Yan approaching, these Holy Hall Cultivators shouted impolitely.

“Go queue up! What are you looking at!”

“Anyone who dares to trespass into the Holy Hall will be killed without mercy!”

These white-robed Holy Hall Cultivators were usually accustomed to being overbearing.

They were the disciples and grand-disciples of Ember Immortal.

In that sense, they were also Li Yan’s disciples and grand-disciples.

He wondered what these grandsons would think if they knew Li Yan was the Master of their Ancestral Master?

Watching these grandsons flaunt themselves in front of him, Li Yan inexplicably wanted to laugh.

Their Ancestral Master wouldn’t dare speak to him with such an attitude.

Never mind.

A great man does not remember the faults of a small man; he would treat it as an Ancestral Master’s leniency towards his grandchildren.

Li Yan didn’t say much and walked into the queue.

There were several signs on the gate.

“Outer Hall Servant” “Inner Hall Maid” “Inner Hall Yin Si Prison”

It was a pity that Li Yan wasn’t a woman, nor had he learned illusion techniques, otherwise, if he could transform himself into a woman and enter the Holy Hall as a maid, he might be able to see Ember Immortal faster.

The queues for applying for servants and maids were full of people.

Only the queue for applying for Yin Si Prison had only a few people.

Compared to the thousands of people in the two queues next to it, the queue for applying for Yin Si Prison only had dozens of people.

As soon as Li Yan walked to the Yin Si Prison queue, two white-robed individuals stopped him.

“Stop!”