Qin Xuan could not help but gasp.
Eighteen ten thousand year cold iron chains were only used to imprison one person; this old man's strength was probably even above the Death Yuan Realm!
Good gracious, such a powerful Cultivator was actually imprisoned in Ghost Mountain.
Qin Xuan's scalp was truly tingling now, feeling a bit terrified.
Now, even someone above the Death Yuan Realm was trapped here, showing how strong the Ghost Mountain Master's strength must be.
His own Taiqing Realm cultivation was not even enough to fill a tooth gap.
The moment Qin Xuan looked over, the old man also looked back.
A majestic Aura rose from him, and even with the Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Door between them, Qin Xuan felt a chill down his spine.
"Clang!"
As the old man's Aura rose, in an instant, the eighteen chains around him simultaneously shook, suppressing his Qi!
This old man's strength was simply too terrifying!
"Senior, how did you end up being controlled here? With Senior's strength, is there no way to leave this place?"
Hearing Qin Xuan's words, the old man merely raised his head, glanced at him briefly, and coldly withdrew his gaze.
"Scram, this old man doesn't want to talk to a Junior like you right now, it's a waste of time!"
Hearing the old man's resolute words, Qin Xuan became interested instead.
He sneered, pointing his Wu Feng Sword inside.
"You old undying thing, you're already trapped here by someone, yet you still dare to put on such airs."
Saying that, Qin Xuan made to leave.
The old man inside snorted coldly upon hearing this.
"Do you think you can escape? Once you enter this Ghost Mountain, no one can leave."
"By then, you will also be refined into a blood corpse, becoming one of those in the blood river. Someone of your cultivation doesn't even have the qualifications to be locked in this cave."
Hearing this, Qin Xuan did not get angry; instead, he pondered the old man's words.
On the way here, he had looked at many caves.
Even the blood corpses here, those capable of being locked here, had a minimum strength of Taiqing Realm.
That is to say, every person in these thousands of caves was at least at the Taiqing Realm!
The entire Eastern Domain's Taiqing Realm Cultivators, all added up, were probably only a few thousand, right?
Qin Xuan stroked his chin, pondering, it's impossible for all these Taiqing Realm Cultivators to be imprisoned here.
His gaze swept around, Qin Xuan's eyes sharp as blades.
The only explanation was that these cages had existed in this cave for a very long time.
After countless years, these caves were finally filled with various people.
Some Cultivators in the caves might have already died, then were refined into blood corpses, and even those blood corpses had considerable intelligence.
Thinking this way made more sense. Just as Qin Xuan was pondering, the old man inside shook his head.
Even though the ten thousand year cold iron chains tightly controlled him, he seemed completely unfazed, glaring at Qin Xuan.
"Kid, if you're going to leave, hurry up and go. Don't stand here wasting this old man's time."
Qin Xuan still wanted to mock him, but thinking of the other party's strength, he felt a little apprehensive.
If this old fellow really broke free from inside, a strong Cultivator of that level could crush him like an ant.
It was better not to offend such a person.
After some thought, Qin Xuan cupped his hands towards the inside.
"Then Junior will not disturb Senior anymore."
Saying that, he slightly flapped the Kun Peng Wings on his back, preparing to leave.
"What Aura, could it be... Kunpeng?"
The old man suddenly looked up, staring at Qin Xuan through the Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Door, his eyes like lightning, even his tattered clothes rustling!
He clearly could sense the Kun Peng aura on Qin Xuan.
"Seeing the Kun Peng aura on you is so strong, could it be that the Kun Peng Nest in the East Sea has opened, and you obtained its Legacy?"
The old man's voice softened considerably.
Listening to the old man's words, Qin Xuan was surprised, but also felt a slight stir in his heart.
Indeed, the existence of the Kun Peng Nest in the East Sea was known to all these strong Cultivators.
Only ordinary Cultivators like them had remained unaware of this news.
Presumably, after so many years, these strong Cultivators had also tried to open the Kun Peng Nest.
Some powerful ones, like the sea beast Flying Peng, were even trapped in the Kun Peng Nest.
Stroking his chin, Qin Xuan mused thoughtfully, this old man seems knowledgeable; he could inquire from him.
Perhaps he could learn something from this old man.
Thinking this, he tentatively looked at the old man.
"Senior, how do you know about this Kun Peng Nest?"
The old man chuckled, shaking his head.
"Kid, three hundred years ago, this old man was famous throughout the Eastern Domain. How could I not know about such things? You Juniors, after three hundred years, don't even know who this old man is anymore, how laughable."
As the old man spoke, there was a hint of desolation in his tone.
In the outside world, he was a top-tier figure, yet after three hundred years, a Junior like Qin Xuan didn't even recognize him anymore.
Qin Xuan was about to ask something else, but the old man immediately lowered his head.
"Alright, since you could obtain the Legacy of the Kun Peng Nest, you have some Opportunity there. I advise you to leave this place as soon as possible and not stay here too long."
Sighing, the old man looked at the iron chains binding him and forced a bitter smile.
"The longer you stay in this place, the harder it is to leave. Don't end up getting trapped here yourself."
Hearing this, Qin Xuan was instantly stunned.
"Senior, are all of you trapped by this Ghost Mountain Master...?"
Before he finished speaking, the old man nodded.
"You guessed right. All of us trapped here are pitiful people who mistakenly entered Ghost Mountain, wanted to leave but couldn't, and were finally locked here."
"As for this Ghost Mountain Master, the one who captured me that day was merely a servant!"
After speaking, the old man fell silent, seemingly ignoring Qin Xuan.
Although Qin Xuan wanted to ask more, seeing the old man's resistant demeanor, he wisely kept his mouth shut.
"Senior, farewell!"
Now, he could barely protect himself, how could he have the energy to help others?
Rushing forward, mournful wails continuously echoed from the various caves around him along the way.
His Kun Peng aura was very strong, and the strong Cultivators in these caves naturally sensed this Aura.
Some cursed loudly, trying to provoke Qin Xuan to come over and then make Qin Xuan find a way to release them.
Others pleaded bitterly, hoping Qin Xuan could lend a hand and save them from this hell.
But no matter how these people cried out, Qin Xuan ignored them all at this moment.
To open these Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron Doors would require an unknown amount of effort.
He had no time to waste here.
He had to find the key to leaving as soon as possible; it seemed the only option was to keep moving forward.
"Let's take a gamble. Waiting here is absolutely not an option!"
Thinking this, Qin Xuan immediately flapped his Kun Peng Wings and continued forward.
The skeletons and blood corpses below were originally continuously digging new caves.
However, when Qin Xuan's Kun Peng aura spread out, these skeletons and blood corpses all prostrated themselves on the ground and stopped moving.
Each of them was trembling, clearly extremely afraid of the Kun Peng aura.
This was not a good thing.
Qin Xuan said with some worry, after all, the Kun Peng aura was so strong, he feared that besides these skeletons and blood corpses, other things had already sensed it.
