There was only one person who could represent the Black Mountain Crystals and be inseparable from them — the Young Emperor Gong Ziyan — among all the Derived Immortals and peak cultivators in the Heaven Region under the True Martial Sun.
Currently, there were several stalls hawking the Black Mountain Crystals in the Northern Heaven Immortal Continent. They seemed to be doing some kind of subconscious promotion.
Jian Wushuang could already vaguely sense the undercurrents beneath the calm lake.
Jian Wushuang said in a low voice, "This time, I'm afraid we'll have to be even more secretive. Let's slow down on approaching Gong Zimo."
Chun Qiu glanced at the young cultivator who was packing up and leaving. "Did something happen?"
He shook his head and said, "The current situation is unknown. Let's follow him and find out what's going on."
Chen Qing and Chun Qiu nodded. At that moment, the young cultivator had already packed up. However, he did not leave by stepping into the air. Instead, he put his hands behind his back and started to tour the Heaven City with interest.
Jian Wushuang and the other two also maintained a certain distance and investigated his whereabouts.
The young cultivator carried a flowery bag on his shoulder. He wore a long robe that was not considered luxurious but was still decent. He looked like a peak cultivator who had traveled a long distance to the Immortal Continent to experience the pilgrimage.
Jian Wushuang was a hundred meters behind the young cultivator, using his divine sense to observe his every move.
However, this situation did not last for long. Soon, hundreds of red-crowned cranes suddenly flew over their heads in a mighty manner, disturbing Jian Wushuang's gaze.
After the red-crowned cranes flew away, the young cultivator's shadow was nowhere to be seen.
Jian Wushuang cursed in his heart and looked behind him. Chen Qing and Chun Qiu understood tacitly and immediately rushed in different directions.
The disappearance of the young cultivator meant that the clues were cut off. During such a sensitive period, Jian Wushuang could not allow any mistakes.
The three figures pursued in different directions.
The number of ascending peak cultivators gradually decreased. Chun Qiu rushed forward along a street.
At the same time, the immortal residences and pavilions on both sides of the street began to blur.
Chun Qiu, who was full of anxiety, was completely unaware of the changes in his surroundings. When he suddenly felt a sense of danger, it was already too late.
A flowery cloth suddenly wrapped around Chun Qiu's neck from behind. Then, an irresistible force enveloped Chun Qiu.
Being caught off guard and suffering such a heavy injury, his vision darkened and he almost fainted. It was difficult for him to even move a finger.
The figure who was strangling Chun Qiu's neck with a floral cloth was the young cultivator who had disappeared earlier.
At this moment, there was only fierce killing intent in his eyes. The unprecedented pressure of Yan Li was definitely not something that an Ancestor-level top cultivator could control.
With one hand controlling the Spring and Autumn, the other hand was like a blade, slashing towards his source without hesitation.
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
"Chi —"
The sound of metal clashing resounded, and the barrier set up by the young cultivator shattered, and a cold light flashed.
When the young cultivator sensed this, the palm that he was slashing toward the essence of spring and autumn suddenly changed direction and blasted forward with the power of derivation.
The two collided, releasing a shockwave, canceling each other out.
A middle-aged man with a face full of vicissitudes appeared. He held an invisible sword in his hand and stared at him with a sharp gaze.
Their eyes met, and the killing intent in the young cultivator's eyes quickly disappeared. Then, he suddenly threw the Spring and Autumn over and took advantage of the opening to escape.
Jian Wushuang reached out and caught the Spring and Autumn. He stared ahead and did not chase after him.
"Cough cough, Brother Jian, you saved my life again …" Chun Qiu clutched his neck, and the lingering fear on his face gradually recovered.
In that short exchange, Jian Wushuang had determined that the other party's strength was extremely strong. It was definitely not the Ancestor-level that he had seen before.
If the young cultivator was determined to fight, he would definitely be severely injured.
At this time, Chen Qing also rushed over. When he saw this scene, he hurriedly asked, "How is it? Did you catch that guy?"
Jian Wushuang shook his head, "I'm afraid that this time, the situation will change."
"Could they be Gongzi Mo's lackeys?" Chen Qing frowned.
"It would be fine if they were Gongzi Mo's lackeys, but I'm afraid that they are not," Jian Wushuang said slowly.
Chen Qing reminded, "Brother Jian, let's leave this place first. It would be bad if we ran into Gongzi Mo's subordinates."
Jian Wushuang nodded. At this moment, they were already at the peak of a celestial mountain far away from Heaven City.
The young cultivator seemed to have some kind of special ability. When the scene in the Spring and Autumn's eyes had already blurred, he was actually lured out of Heaven City.
If Jian Wushuang had not sensed his aura and saved him in time, the Spring and Autumn would not have been able to survive.
The three figures then left, leaving no trace behind.
Jian Wushuang decided to temporarily stop approaching Gongzi Mo. The three of them stayed in a Heaven City in the Northern Heaven Immortal Continent.
"Brother Jian, why don't we use this time to find out where Gongzi Mo is in the Immortal Continent? When the time comes, we can directly attack his lair."
Within a pavilion in an immortal abode, Jian Wushuang who sat by the window was silently listening to Chen Qing's complaints that couldn't endure the loneliness.
In the end, he said calmly, "Let's wait for a while. We are not going to kill Gongzi Mo. If we have a choice, we should try not to fight."
"That may be so, but I'm afraid that when we enter Gongzi Mo's palace, we won't have a choice." Chen Qing sighed.
The Spring and Autumn clutched his neck and said, "No matter what, we must be careful. I also feel that we will not be safe this time."
As the three of them were talking, a cloud of dust quietly swept up from the ground. Then, seven figures wearing straw raincoats and bamboo hats stepped into the pavilion of the immortal residence.
Jian Wushuang's gaze instantly locked onto these guests.
Through the bamboo hats, he saw that these seven old guests were dressed like middle-aged men. Their eyes were indifferent, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with them.
After these seven old guests entered the pavilion of the immortal residence, they did not stay for long. Instead, they went to the side room on the top floor to rest.
Chen Qing looked at the backs of the old guests and analyzed, "You don't say. These straw raincoats and bamboo hats look very stylish. They give off the feeling of an independent sect."
Jian Wushuang did not speak. His gaze was already attracted.
He saw that those old guests in straw raincoats had an extremely hidden and sharp aura under their straw raincoats.
That unique and sharp aura could only be sensed by Jian Wushuang.
"They are all extraordinary swordsmen. Interesting …"
The leading old guest seemed to have sensed something and cast a glance in his direction in an extremely secretive manner.
Their eyes met for only an instant before the old guest withdrew his gaze. Then, the seven figures all disappeared from the side room.
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