Yang Qingxuan was overjoyed. "Really?"
Xuan Tianji sneered disdainfully. "Do I need to lie to you?"
Yang Qingxuan heaved a sigh of relief and was filled with joy.
He had been worried about the whereabouts of the two of them, but he couldn't deduce their whereabouts no matter how many times he tried. Now that he heard Xuan Tianji's words, he was completely relieved.
"Let's go to the Great Path River."
Yang Qingxuan had another idea. If he refined the halberd in the Great Path River, he could completely erase the ancient imprint on it.
As long as he could sense the fluctuations of the Great Path in a place closest to the Great Path, he would be able to find the location of the river.
Therefore, they found a nearby race to sneak in.
Almost all the races that could sense the Great Path had a Paragon overseeing them, and they would basically be designated as the sacred land of their race.
The vast starry sky was ethereal, and the sky was filled with radiance.
In the Summer Cicada Race's sacred land, a man was sitting cross-legged and cultivating. He was motionless as he formed seals with his hands. He had been cultivating this incantation for dozens of years, and every change of the incantation took him a few years.
From before until now, the man had suddenly become uneasy. His feeling of the seals was often interrupted, as if something was about to happen.
He opened his eyes and was shocked. He hurriedly pinched his fingers to deduce.
Flowing light danced on his fingertips, constantly condensing runes that flew into the void and then dissipated.
The man tried several times but failed. He muttered to himself, "Strange, nothing seems to have happened, and I can't deduce anything. Why am I so uneasy?"
He sat there in a daze, not knowing what was going on.
Suddenly, a slight feeling surged in his heart. His expression changed slightly, and he disappeared from the secret chamber in a flash.
The next moment, he appeared in the sky thousands of miles away and shouted angrily, "Who dares to break into the Summer Cicada Race's sacred land!"
Under the starry night, a stream of air slowly rose and spread toward the sky. Several auras came from it.
The man's expression changed drastically. Only then did he understand where his uneasiness came from. Someone had sneaked into the sacred land, and he couldn't detect it. This surprised him greatly. He shouted angrily, "Who are you? If you don't speak, don't blame me for being impolite! "
There didn't seem to be any Utmost Exalted in the air currents. However, since the other party was able to act under his nose, he was afraid that the other party had some ability. The man was afraid of provoking a powerful enemy.
"The four of us are just passing by and have no other intentions. Sir, there is no need to be nervous. I hope that you can make an exception."
Within the airflow, Xuan Tianji cupped his fists from afar.
The man said angrily, "This is my clan's holy land. You can come and go as you please, and you want me to make an exception? Are you dreaming?! "
The aura on his body instantly crushed over. His figure flashed as he chased after that stream of energy. After confirming that there was no Supreme Martial Artist among the four of them, he decided to take them down.
After all, those below the Supreme-Being realm were all ants. How could he tolerate four ants jumping around in front of him?
"Aiya, why are all of you so bad-tempered?"
Xuan Tianji shouted, "Let's go!"
Forming a seal with both hands, a radiance spread out, turning into a huge energy field in the air. The airflow directly turned into a ball of light, speeding up into the sky.
Yang Qingxuan took out his halberd and gently wiped it in his hand. Then, he waved it forward and shouted, "Open!"
A terrifying light burst out of the void, directly tearing the starry night sky apart.
In an instant, a terrifying aura surged out of the crack, swallowing the four of them.
The man from the Summer Cicada Race had just caught up. When he suddenly saw the crack, his expression changed drastically. He said in horror, "You … are courting death!"
The power that surged out of the crack was the power of the Great Path.
This was the place closest to the Great Path in the entire galaxy, but even so, it was not easy to tear through space and go to the Great Path.
Even he had to expend a lot of energy, and he didn't dare to try it easily.
However, the man in the light had actually cut out a passage with a light slash?
This made the man from the Summer Cicada Race shudder. He hurriedly retreated. He didn't want to be sucked into the river. Those who entered, even if they were Supreme-Beings, would most likely die.
"Boom!"
A powerful suction force descended.
Yang Qingxuan and the others were instantly sucked in.
Then, the crack slowly closed.
The man from the Summer Cicada Race was dumbfounded. He hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground and formed a seal with his hands, beginning to sense the movement in the river.
As soon as they entered the river, the four of them immediately felt that they were going to be crushed.
Especially Fu Zhen and Fan Yi, both of them were terrified.
Fan Yi desperately resisted a few times and shouted in fear, "Sir, save me!"
Xuan Tianji's entire body was surrounded by a ray of light. He slowly turned around.
Even though he had always been calm and indifferent, he didn't dare to be careless here. His expression was unprecedentedly solemn.
"I can shake you out, but as for where you fall, whether you live or die, it all depends on you."
Xuan Tianji slowly raised his hand and gently patted Fan Yi's shoulder.
Suddenly, golden light burst out from his palm. Fan Yi screamed and was shaken away with a bang, directly disappearing.
Then, he did the same thing and also sent Fu Zhen flying.
Yang Qingxuan was also suppressed by the power of the Great Path. He desperately gritted his teeth and summoned the Heavenly Armor. With the halberd in his hand, he felt slightly better.
Xuan Tianji said, "Tell me when you can't take it anymore."
With that, he closed his eyes and entered a meditative state.
Yang Qingxuan saw that he could still enter a meditative state and felt that he couldn't understand. He smiled bitterly and said, "I can't take it anymore …"
Xuan Tianji slowly opened his eyes. "Then die."
Yang Qingxuan: "…"
He could only force himself to hold on.
Although the power of the Great Path made him feel extremely uncomfortable, it had indeed blasted his cultivation realm away. Moreover, it was a kind of tempering for his body, armor, and halberd.
In this river, Yang Qingxuan only felt that he couldn't move an inch and couldn't move at all.
This was also the reason why no one dared to come in to cultivate.
All Supremes had the ability to split open the universe's membrane and enter the long river of the Great Path. Moreover, they could last longer than Yang Qingxuan. However, once they entered, they would be suppressed by the Great Path until they couldn't move at all. There was no chance for them to go out at all. They could only wait for death.
The Summer Cicada Clan's Supremes sensed it in the sacred land and were already stunned. Someone could actually send people flying out of the long river of the Great Path?
What kind of ability was this?
It was completely unheard of. It was simply a divine ability that didn't exist.
It wasn't just the Summer Cicada Clan's Supremes. Slowly, many Supremes began to sense the situation in the long river and were quite surprised.
They didn't sense the scene of Xuan Tianji sending Fan Yi and Fu Zhen flying. Seeing that they were only two half-step Supremes, they thought that they were ants that accidentally entered the long river. They sneered and pitied them, thinking that these two people didn't even know how they died. How pitiful, how sad, they were.
But soon, they were all dumbfounded. These two half-step Supremes actually lasted for more than an hour. They couldn't do so for such a long time.
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