However, since he had already agreed, Meng Daozhang did not hesitate and left without hesitation.
Yang Cheng secretly sent a message to Hannya, telling her to continue controlling the Meng family in the secular world and to inform Lin Ruoxi and the others about his trip to the Prehistoric Sect. Hannya was slightly worried, but she could only obediently carry out her mission.
In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the Heavenly Mountain Range, which was covered in snow all year round.
With Yang Cheng around, Meng Daozhang and the others were somewhat timid and did not make a sound along the way.
Meng Daozhang took out a black token that had golden symbols engraved on it. He activated his Zhen Yuan, and a huge pale-golden symbol appeared in midair. Meng Daozhang had arrived at a seemingly mediocre location above the mountain range.
Soon after, a spatial door opened.
In the sky, through this gate, one could strangely see a dim yellow desolate Gobi Desert.
"Please enter, Young Master Yang." Meng Daozhang felt more at ease at this time, perhaps because he had entered his own territory and had a pillar of support.
Yang Cheng soared into the Prehistoric Realm, and after the others entered one after another, the door closed behind them.
Yang Cheng frowned. Although the density of spiritual energy in the Prehistoric Realm was slightly denser than the outside world, it was completely incomparable to the illusion realm. Moreover, as far as the eye could see, it was mostly a desert with sparse vegetation and flying sand and stones. The conditions were terrible.
Compared to the place where Hongmeng and the hidden family lived, the blue sky, clear water, and the fragrance of flowers made this place seem more like a place where criminals were exiled.
Under Meng Daozhang's lead, Yang Cheng and the others flew towards the north of the desert.
"This is the Boundless Desert in the outer region, where water and resources are scarce. Most of the members of the Demon Sect and Demon Sect live in the Great Desolate Lake in the central region.
That is the largest water source, and it extends from three main rivers. Only along the rivers can there be forests suitable for cultivation and living, "Meng Daozhang explained.
Yang Cheng asked curiously, "Have any of you been to the illusion realm?"
Meng Daozhang and the others were stunned and shook their heads.
"Childe Yang, the Prehistoric Sect has never had any relationship with Hongmeng. If we send people to the illusion realm, it will easily cause trouble," Chen Yijin said.
Yang Cheng sighed in his heart. If this group of people had gone to the Dreamland, and then came to see the place where he lived, I'm afraid that their hearts would have already been extremely unbalanced.
In the time it took to drink half a cup of tea, the scenery ahead had gradually turned into woodland and some hills. There were also rivers and small lakes appearing one after another.
Gradually, the number of cultivators and demons increased. However, most of them didn't dare to approach Meng Daozhang and the others. This was because the black robes with golden patterns were the attire of the Meng Family's Elder Council. Ordinary people in the Desolate Desolate Realm didn't dare to offend them.
Along the way, most of the monsters that they encountered were obviously beasts with cultivation. These demons had not yet transformed into human form, but they had already developed spiritual intelligence, which was a bit like the scene in the Demon Realm.
Although he felt that it was a bit pitiful for these fellows to be locked up here, Yang Cheng found it hard to imagine what would happen if these beasts were to be unrestrained and enter the current human society. The world would probably be in chaos. Ordinary people would not be able to withstand a single blow from the beasts and would only be eaten.
The ancestors of the human race, those ancient immortals, probably realized that it was impossible to have the best of both worlds, so they subdued those fierce beasts one by one and created the Ten Thousand Demon Realm and the Prehistoric Realm to separate the races.
When they arrived at the center of the Prehistoric Realm, the scene that appeared made Yang Cheng a little surprised.
This place was actually a city similar to the ancient Hua Xia!
On the east and west sides, there were two huge palaces. The palace on the east side was gorgeous, while the one on the west side was dark.
The eastern half of the city appeared to be quite beautiful, with a variety of pavilions and pavilions, while the western half appeared to be stable and old-fashioned, without much color.
Because of the connection with the outside world, the streets and buildings in the city were very orderly and reasonable. Many demons and devil cultivators lived in the city, and lived quite leisurely.
"Although the Meng Family in the secular world is a branch of our Meng Family, it is also the bridgehead of the Demon Sect and Demon Sect in the outside world. Therefore, as long as it involves the Meng Family in the secular world, the opinion of the Demon Sect must be considered.
In fact, the governance of the entire Prehistoric Realm was decided by both sides. Previously, our Demon Sect had planned to modernize the Prehistoric Realm, bringing in wind and water power from the secular world, building a business district and financial district, and thinking of ways to connect to the outside world.
But later on, the Demon Sect objected, saying that for most of the demon and devil cultivators, there was not much practical use, and it would easily cause some of the young people to rebel, so we did not reach a consensus … "
Listening to Meng Daozhang's simple explanation, Yang Cheng had a general understanding of the demon and devil cultivators in this world. It seemed that there was a certain gap between them and Hongmeng. Even after tens of thousands of years, they still hadn't recovered.
It was not difficult for Hongmeng to contact the outside world, but in the Prehistoric Realm, they could only contact through the Meng Family in the secular world. It could be seen how cautious the people of the Prehistoric Realm and the Demon Sect were.
After arriving at the palace on the west side, Meng Daozhang led the way and the group landed on a high platform in the palace.
Meng Daozhang asked the others to leave, then said to Yang Cheng, "Young Master Yang, I will bring you in to see our Patriarch and the Elder Council. Before that, can you return my clan's treasure to me so that I can complete my task?"
"What's the hurry? Isn't it the same if I give it to you sooner or later? I won't lose it if you leave it with me. I have already come to your headquarters, and you still don't trust me? Are you afraid that I will run away? "Yang Cheng said perfunctorily.
What kind of joke was this? Even if he didn't know how to use it, it was still a treasure. Yang Cheng had no intention of returning it so easily. He hadn't even achieved his goal yet, and they wanted him to hand it over? That wasn't the style of High Official Yang.
Meng Daozhang knew that this kid was relying on his high cultivation to act shamelessly, but there was nothing he could do. He could only resentfully turn around and lead the way into the palace. If this wasn't a bandit, then what was?
The architectural style of this palace was somewhat similar to the Potala Palace in Tibet, but it was more majestic. After all, it was built by cultivators.
As they walked into the palace, there were cultivators at the Soul Formation stage and above standing guard. When they saw Meng Daozhang, they all greeted him. However, they were a bit suspicious of the unfamiliar Yang Cheng.
When Meng Daozhang returned to the sect, someone had already notified him that the Meng Family's Patriarch, the other Demon Sect Patriarchs, and the members of the Elder Council were all waiting for him and Yang Cheng in a huge conference hall on the highest level of the palace.
Walking into the huge conference hall, Yang Cheng immediately found that hundreds of eyes were cast on him.
This was a huge circular venue, no less than seven or eight hundred square meters, and in all directions, there were layers of high platforms, giving people standing below a dignified and solemn pressure.
On the high platform, a large number of men, women, and children wearing black robes, as well as many cultivators wearing robes of other colors, sat around.
On the most eye-catching high platform, there was a long row of seats formed by more than ten experts with cultivation above the early stage of the Weak Water Realm.
And in the middle was a man with short black hair, a handsome face, a tall and sturdy figure, wearing a dazzling purple robe, on which the patterns were platinum, the most special.
Yang Cheng frowned. Before he came in, he had already noticed that there were many experts inside. There were at least fifteen people above the Weak Water Realm, and this man in purple robe had at least the middle stage of the Tai Qing Heavenly Thunder Tribulation.
Fortunately, Yang Cheng did not find anyone else with a cultivation above the Tai Qing Heavenly Thunder Tribulation. Otherwise, he would really be in danger.
"Reporting to Patriarch, this person is Yang Cheng, and our clan's Spirit Treasure is in his hands." He claims to have important information to see the Sect Leader, so … "I brought him here," Meng Daozhang respectfully reported.
The purple-robed man nodded and smiled in a gentle and elegant manner, "Elder Daozhang has worked hard, please return to your seat."
Seeing that there was no intention of blaming him, Meng Daozhang hurriedly flew back to his seat.
"My name is Meng Zike, the current Patriarch of the Meng Family, and also the Sect Leader of the Prehistoric Sect's Devil Sect." Meng Zike introduced himself to Yang Cheng with a smile.
Yang Chen was a little surprised. The patriarch of Meng family had a good temper. Calmly, he said, "Sect Master Ziyun, who I am, I'm sure you guys already know, so I won't introduce myself. Today, I'm here mainly …"
Without waiting for Yang Cheng to continue, a violent voice interrupted him.
"Evil thief!" How dare you call the Patriarch by his name!? Hurry up and hand over our clan's Spirit Treasure! "
A middle-aged burly cultivator with a mustache and a high forehead suddenly stood up from the long row, pointed at Yang Cheng and shouted.
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