The cold rain was like needles, densely piercing Su Muyao’s shoulders, the wet clothes clinging to her form, carried a chill with each gust of wind.

Su Muyao seemed oblivious to the cold as she continuously activated her superpower, rushing towards the city gates with remarkable speed.

By evening, the gates would close.

Fortunately, Su Muyao was fast enough, leaving through the gates.

She had previously studied some maps on the Holy Mountain through Shen Jinsuo and naturally knew the location of Cloud Mist Mountain.

She braved the drizzling rain, reaching the foot of Cloud Mist Mountain.

Cloud Mist Mountain was concealed within dense fog; without Su Muyao’s familiarity with the place, it would be impossible to find. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Previously, Shen Jinsuo’s subordinates had found Mei Qingchen’s sword sheath here, with traces of his blood on it.

Had he not been severely injured then, he definitely wouldn’t have abandoned the sword sheath.

The fog on the mountain was so thick that the path was nearly invisible.

Su Muyao could only catalyze her superpower, aiding her in finding the way.

She treaded on the muddy mountain path, step by step towards Cloud Mist Mountain.

Mountain winds carried rain streaks, sweeping over the forest, the leaves rustling, and the surroundings bore marks of past battles.

Following the blood stains, Su Muyao checked until she stopped halfway up the mountain.

She took out the sword sheath from her space, reaching out to gently caress it.

The icy rain, carrying the mountain’s chill, fell upon her, making her confused mind increasingly clear.

"Mei Qingchen, I will certainly uncover what happened."

"And I will surely bring you back."

At that time, he hadn’t awakened the Seven-orifice Exquisite Heart, and she had given up on him.

This time, she chooses to believe in him.

Su Muyao softly murmured, her fingertips slightly moving, gripping the sword sheath tightly.

Her newly upgraded Time Reversal Technique could precisely lock onto past scenes related to Mei Qingchen using things he had used.

Su Muyao began catalyzing her spiritual power, employing the Time Reversal Technique with her spiritual power.

"Time Reversal!"

She made complex hand signs, enhancing her use of spiritual power.

It seemed that with each contract with the Beast Husband, her spiritual power could be strengthened.

As her spiritual power catalyzed and touched the sword sheath, a glimmer of superpower spread from her palm, as if some power was slowly permeating the sheath’s groove.

Time Reversal could, by means of tokens carrying past aura, glimpse everything that had happened here before.

And this sword sheath, imbued with Mei Qingchen’s intense aura, was the best medium.

Because his sword was almost inseparable from him, and so was the sword sheath.

As her spiritual power gradually catalyzed, Su Muyao felt a swelling sensation between her brows, the rainy scene before her gradually blurring.

The vast cold rain seemed to be stirred by an unseen force, the scenes before her flickered, the outlines of the rocks and forests twisted and overlapped in the rain mist, like shattered mirrors being reassembled.

Faintly, there came a crisp clashing sound of sword qi mingling with the howling winds, as if penetrating through from a distant time.

The sounds of fighting were incessant.

The scene changed more rapidly, the mist swirling, the images in front of her shifted frame by frame.

Su Muyao knew that time was constantly rewinding, returning to when Mei Qingchen was here.

The scene continued to change until she saw the fighting scene.

The fierce wind howled, several black shadows suddenly appeared, deftly moving, surrounded by intense sword qi.

In the next second, the shadows converged, forming a circle, sword lights flickering in the rain mist, so dazzling that they were difficult to look at.

Su Muyao held her breath, the aura of spiritual power growing stronger, and the sword sheath emitted a rich glow.

These figures were attacking a single person, which faintly seemed to be Mei Qingchen.

Finally, the picture gradually stabilized, no longer changing.

She saw Mei Qingchen clearly.

It was also a rainy day.

He was clad in a dark forceful outfit, his posture tall and graceful like jade; even when surrounded by more than ten Beastmen, his expression remained calm, with no trace of fear in his eyes.

The long sword in his hand gleamed with piercing cold light, the lines on the blade dampened by rain, faint hints of spiritual light flowing.

The ones surrounding him wore uniform robes, adorned with dark patterns at the hems.

That was the emblem of the Youluo Sword Sect, whose emblem and totem displayed their brutality and dominance.

"It’s him, definitely."

"Pale golden eyes, true form is a Golden Leopard."

"Capture him."

These people held unknown talisman patterns; it seemed those things guided them to find Mei Qingchen.

They were purposefully searching for Mei Qingchen.

Mei Qingchen’s gaze was nonchalant, seemingly unsurprised.

Perhaps, he quietly waited here just for them to come.

These individuals simultaneously launched attacks towards him.

They all used swords, the long swords hurling towards Mei Qingchen.

Their moves were vicious, each one deadly.

The vicious energy surrounding these people interwove, nearly enveloping the entire mountainside.

Mei Qingchen’s sacred and mysterious light-golden gaze deepened, his figure slightly moved, and the long sword in his hand formed a sword flower, the cold light bursting forth.

"Ignorant of life and death."

His thin lips lightly parted, his voice clear and cold, carrying undeniable resolve.

After awakening, Mei Qingchen, as the Pure Lotus Golden Leopard, was indifferent.

Only in front of Su Muyao would his expression soften.

At this moment, his long sword swung out, one fierce Sword Qi after another suddenly erupted, facing those attacking beastmen.

Only the sound of "clang clang clang" echoed, as all their swords were struck by Mei Qingchen.

Soon after, the screams rang out in succession.

These disciples of the Youluo Sword Sect were simply not Mei Qingchen’s match.

Wherever Mei Qingchen’s long sword passed, no one could withstand it.

They fell one by one into pools of blood, the blood washed away by rain, staining the muddy ground below.

Su Muyao couldn’t believe what she saw.

These disciples of the Youluo Sect were at least mid-to-late Second Realm in prowess, yet so many were so easily killed by Mei Qingchen?

It’s known that back when they entered the Cang Beast Continent through the Moon Clan altar, he was only at Level 10 superpower strength.

According to Fusang Continent’s classification, Level 10 is equivalent to early Second Realm strength.

In just moments, those besieging Mei Qingchen were almost wiped out.

But these people sent out the Youluo Sword Sect’s signal.

Soon, several old and sharp auras suddenly arrived from heaven, three figures treading through the rain, their figures aged yet surrounded by a powerful pressure, many times stronger than those disciples.

They were three elders of the Youluo Sword Sect.

Their expressions were grim, their icy eyes fixed on Mei Qingchen, looking at over a dozen fallen disciple figures on the ground, eyes full of dread and vicious energy.

Clearly, the strength that Mei Qingchen displayed just now far exceeded their expectations.

"Worthy of the Golden Leopard, truly has some skills."

"Hmph, no matter how skilled, he’s not our Youluo Sword Sect’s match."

"Turns out the Luo Family’s prediction was right; indeed there is a Golden Leopard Beastman in this world."

The leading elder let out a cold laugh, his tone full of malice, "Such a pity, today in our hands, even with wings you can’t fly."

Before his words fell, the three elders made their move together, their superpower surging, gray-green spirit lights intertwined, forming a huge black shadow, crushing towards Mei Qingchen.

The pressure was too overwhelming, even through the barriers of time, Su Muyao could feel the suffocating oppression, she couldn’t help but grip the sword sheath, her heart in her throat.

Through their conversation, she roughly understood that because Mei Qingchen was the Golden Leopard, these people were seeking him.

Moreover, the reason they could find Mei Qingchen here was because of the Luo Family’s heavenly secret predicting ability?

Mei Qingchen’s expression turned grave, he could sense these three elders’ strength far surpassed his current realm.

The earlier fight, though he wasn’t injured, had consumed significant superpower, facing these three elders head-on was indeed challenging.

After fighting for a while, Mei Qingchen realized he was not their match.

In that moment, determination flashed in his eyes, he lifted his hand, the long sword resolutely stabbing into his own heart.

A "pfft" sounded, the long sword pierced into his heart, blood gushed forth, staining his dark martial attire and the long sword in his hand. Su Muyao’s pupils shrank abruptly, her heart felt like it was gripped tightly by an invisible hand, the pain nearly suffocated her, wanting to rush forward but could only watch helplessly, powerless.

This was a scene from the past, she could only observe, unable to intervene.

Mei Qingchen used the Blood Sacrifice Technique, forcibly boosting his strength through the blood ritual.

However, this method also had strong backlash, potentially costing his life severely.

At this moment, Mei Qingchen’s aura suddenly surged, his originally cold eyes now emitted a faint blood hue, the golden radiance around him also tinged with red, carrying a violent and domineering aura.

He pulled out the sword from his heart, the sword tip dripping with blood, each drop falling to the ground, made a faint sound, as if scorched the land.

"Want to take me away? Dream on."

During the blood ritual, Mei Qingchen was also using the Mei Family Secret Technique to seal his awakened power again.

Back in the Trial Ground, he forcibly awakened, possessing the Seven-orifice Exquisite Heart, now he must reseal this awakened power.

No matter what, none of his abilities must fall into the hands of the Youluo Sword Sect.

His voice was hoarse yet carried an all-or-nothing decisiveness, his figure flashed, rushing towards the three elders.

Gold-red Sword Qi clashed with gray-green spirit lights, producing earth-shattering explosions.

The mountain rocks on Cloud Mist Mountain shattered, rainwater splashed everywhere by the blasts.

The three elders’ faces changed dramatically, they hadn’t expected Mei Qingchen to increase his power in such an extreme way.

"None of us have ever heard or seen of this method."

"Keep him alive, bring him back and we’ll figure it out."

The three elders’ eyes revealed greedy expressions.

At this moment, Mei Qingchen was so powerful it exceeded their control, even with the three joining forces, they were gradually falling into disadvantage, wounds kept appearing on them, blood staining their gray-green robes.

"Something’s wrong, if this continues, we’ll all die here!" the leading elder shouted harshly, eyes full of fear.

He seemed to know something, shouting, "Quick, use Youluo Attraction!"

It’s related to the Youluo Fragrance on the Black Panther.

This is something that was planted on the Netherworld Black Panther long ago.