She had agreed so smoothly and swiftly that it made Chu Feng hesitate. Originally, he had wanted to bargain and "negotiate" with her and try his best to bluff her.
In the end, she agreed immediately.
"What? Are you feeling uncomfortable now that I've agreed so quickly?" Xi said with a smile, "I'm just trying to save a dead horse. It's best if you can help me return to the world of the living, but there's nothing I can do if you can't. But if you don't fulfill your promise, you won't be able to escape my grasp! "
Chu Feng stared at her, seriously suspecting that she had done something to his body. He had absorbed so much of her yang qi, could it be that she had locked onto his aura?
But how could he be calculative in front of a great enemy? He wasn't that kind of person and he wouldn't do such things. He blinked his eyes. Even if he wanted to be calculative, he would have to wait until later.
Xi saw his expression and felt that he wasn't a good person. "Look at that pair of devilish eyes of yours. You look like a wicked ghost no matter how you look at it. You'll most likely die in the future. You won't have a good ending if you don't fulfill your promise."
"Sister, you're thinking too much!" Chu Feng denied righteously.
Afterward, they stopped talking and stared at the screen, watching the movements of those people.
The Nine Yin Sparrow, Yuwen Chengkong, and Wei Tiansheng walked in front with two quasi-saints behind them. They were helpers the Nine Yin Sparrow had found!
The five experts were either saints or quasi-saints. Who wouldn't be apprehensive? If an ordinary evolver were to see them, the pressure would suffocate them!
The birth of a saint shook the mountains and rivers. Even though this was a restricted zone, the mountain ridges and black peaks were all shaking slightly. The scene was terrifying.
As for the black earth, it was surging with black mist. It was as though they had arrived at the dwelling place of the Nether King.
But even though they had gone deeper, the situation had changed. The black mountains and earth were silent, and even the saints couldn't shake them in the slightest.
"We can't go any further. It's very dangerous ahead. Many saints have fallen here!" The Nine Yin Sparrow warned.
In the deepest part of the Nine Underworlds, even supreme heaven-illuminators could only enter, but never come out. No one knew what was happening inside.
As for the areas slightly outside the center, all kinds of tragedies would befall the Saints if they entered. Some people died tragically, leaving behind a pool of pus and blood. Some people only had half of their bodies left, as if they had been eaten by some ferocious beast. There were also people who went crazy and had a mental breakdown, never to recover.
Finally, they stopped in a region. The terrain here was open and there were a few sacrificial altars. It was the exclusive cultivation holy land for the Yin Sparrow Race's saints.
Here, the entire ground was sparkling, and black light surged. It was as if the flames of hell were burning, and a terrifying aura pervaded the air. Even saints couldn't help but tremble here.
It could be said that the frigid air here was too terrifying. It could directly freeze a Golden-arhat to death!
Perhaps it should not be said that they were frozen to death, but that they were killed by the Netherworld Qi. It was a very special kind of black energy.
Normally, quasi-saints weren't willing to come to this place, but today, the Nine Yin Sparrow was plotting something big. He didn't want to recover his quasi-saint cultivation. He even wanted to borrow Uncle Ming's origin to advance one step further and attack the true saint domain.
"Old man, you were very brave in the ancient war. You killed the Yin Sparrow Race's saint and also the deputy commander of our Heavenly Knight Legion. The world is unpredictable, but today, you've fallen into my hands!"
The Nine Yin Sparrow took out a jar and held it in his hand as he laughed sinisterly.
In the distance, when Chu Feng saw the Nine Yin Sparrow take out that jar, his entire person froze. He stood there motionless as if he had been petrified, and his expression was terrifying!
What was that? He recognized it at first glance. Back then, Wei Heng had carried this jar to Earth to threaten Yaoyao and look down on all the evolvers on Earth. His arrogant and feminine style had left a deep impression on him.
Uncle Ming was sealed in this jar!
Next, Chu Feng's breathing quickened and his chest rose and fell violently. He couldn't control himself. He had actually seen that jar here. What were they trying to do?
In a flash, Chu Feng was sure that this was the container that sealed Uncle Ming. There was no mistake. Moreover, there was a person who looked almost identical to Wei Heng here. This was equivalent to further confirming his suspicions.
Chu Feng was somewhat excited. He shouted in his heart that he must rescue Uncle Ming. This was once a sore point for him. There was a time when he couldn't bear it whenever he thought about it.
"You're very concerned about that jar. What's inside?" Lady Xi asked curiously.
"There's a human head inside. That old man did me a great favor, but he was harmed by a cruel and unscrupulous person!" Chu Feng gnashed his teeth.
Uncle Ming had found a nest of starcore turtle eggs for him, allowing him to build a deep evolutionary foundation. In the end, he was found by Wei Heng and met with a fatal disaster.
Chu Feng was very worried. He thought about saving him all the time.
He resisted the urge and stared at the screen with eyes as cold as the edge of a blade. He wanted nothing more than to kill those people immediately.
Black light pulsed in the area around the altar. The ground was covered with nine nether stones. It was like the end of hell. That special black energy interweaved with torrential flames.
The Nine Yin Sparrow, Yuwen Chengkong, and the others were like demonic gods who had walked out of hell. They walked amidst the black energy and bathed in the flames.
They were measuring the land and considering how to set up two special altars. From there, they could extract Uncle Ming's origin and transfer it to the Nine Yin Sparrow.
"Don't open the jar's seal. Otherwise, this unyielding old man will use some special method to self-destruct," Wei Tiansheng reminded.
Even though Uncle Ming was his father's first teacher and could be considered his advisor, he had no respect for him. His expression was cold and even more ruthless than his father.
In truth, the Nine Yin Sparrow had only taken out the jar out of excitement. He quickly put it away after looking at it to avoid any accidents.
This made the distant Chu Feng anxious and helpless. If the other party didn't take out the jar, it would be difficult to save Uncle Ming.
The Nine Yin Sparrow personally built the altar he needed. He had a blueprint he had taken out from the clan's treasury. He could use this altar to steal the origin of others and strengthen himself.
There were piles of nine nether stones in this area. They were all excavated and accumulated here by the Yin Sparrow Race.
Before long, the two altars began to take shape. They were connected to each other and emitted a faint black light. This made the place even more terrifying as terrifying energy pervaded the air.
In the airship, Chu Feng was nervous and anxious. He was discussing with Xi how to kill those people and safely steal the jar to save Uncle Ming's life.
Attacking the enemy could be simple and crude. There was no need for gentle techniques. However, it was too difficult to save someone from the hands of a saint.
"You have the Heavenly Umbrella and weapons that can kill saints. Don't you have some special secret treasures like the Purple Gold Gourd or the Mutton-Fat Jade Bottle? Take that jar."
"Do you really think I'm omnipotent? The Purple Gold Gourd and the Mutton-Fat Jade Bottle are famous treasures in the hands of the powerhouses of the Yang Realm. How could I have them? My grandfather played with them before, but he had to return them."
Chu Feng frowned and took out the spatial bottle. This item was taken from the Third Black Dragon Prince of the Southern Sea. It looked like the Mutton-Fat Jade Bottle and had always been with him.
Moreover, this bottle was indeed mysterious. Just like the four Dragon Locking Pillars, it had been unsealed several times and became stronger continuously.
Xi said, "This thing looks very similar to the Mutton-Fat Jade Bottle, but it shouldn't be. It's filled with a ghostly aura and lacks that kind of divine aura."
Then, she waved her hand and said, "How about this, I'll use the Three Leaves Green Lotus to try and take it back."
A leaf appeared in her palm. It was emerald green and even carried wisps of primal chaos energy. Of course, the Yang energy was so dense that Chu Feng couldn't stand it. He felt as if he was facing a saint-grade furnace.
"What is this thing?" Chu Feng was bewildered.
"The Dao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things. This is the Three Leaves Green Lotus, which is similar to the meaning of the Dao. It only grows three leaves in its life, and when the so-called fourth leaf appears, it will return to the primal chaos and transform into the origin energy of all things. "
"It's that heaven-defying?" Chu Feng was surprised.
Xi was immensely proud of herself and said, "It's just so-so. The truly heaven-defying thing is the green lotus in the primal chaos pond. That thing is the ultimate item. My Three Leaves Green Lotus can only be considered as his disciple or grand-disciple. It can be considered a kind of innate item."
Chu Feng didn't understand the situation and didn't flatter her. Instead, he said, "Your grandfather is really a waste of natural resources. He plucked a leaf from the Three Leaves Green Lotus and gave it to you. Isn't that destroying the growth of the innate divine plant?"
"Do you still want to save him?!" Xi clenched her teeth.
"Are you sure it will work?" Chu Feng asked solemnly. He had to guarantee that nothing would go wrong and rescue Uncle Ming. If something unforeseen happened along the way, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
Xi said, "It's not a big problem. The Three Leaves Green Lotus is born with a mysterious power. It can kill all things and snatch secret treasures from others."
Afterwards, she also became serious and interrogated Chu Feng about the relationship between Uncle Ming and those people, as well as their grudges, as well as their origins.
"They should all be killed. Uncle Ming was a respectable old man, but in the end, the child he taught cut off his head and pickled it in that jar. His methods are outrageous. I can't wait to kill Wei Heng right now!"
Chu Feng told her roughly. He clenched his fists as he spoke, and even his eyes were a little red. He felt that Uncle Ming was too pitiful. The pain in his heart was greater than the pain in his body when he encountered Wei Heng.
After understanding the situation, Xi even snatched over Chu Feng's photon computer and searched for information about the Nine Yin Sparrow, Wei Heng, and Yuwen Chengkong.
In the end, she couldn't help but grind her teeth and said, "There really are such cruel and unscrupulous people in this world. They killed their first teacher and pickled him in a jar. Are they still human? I'll help you with this. I promise I'll destroy them! "
In the distance, the altars had already been constructed. There were a total of two altars that were connected together. After detailed adjustments, the two high platforms were black and shiny. The netherworld qi was so dense that it couldn't be dispersed.
The two black altars were densely packed with mysterious symbols. One look and anyone could tell that they were terrifying places.
Uncle Ming would be placed on one of the altars while the Nine Yin Sparrow would sit cross-legged on the other. At that time, Uncle Ming's origin would be frantically absorbed and transferred to the Nine Yin Sparrow.
"Hehe …"
At this time, the Nine Yin Sparrow laughed and took out the jar. This time, it directly opened the seal and revealed a grizzled head covered in blood.
"Old fart, you were very fierce in ancient times. Did you ever think that one day you would fall into my hands? Today, I'll use your life to fulfill my wish!" The Nine Yin Sparrow laughed carefreely.
In the airship, Chu Feng almost stopped breathing. The Yin Sparrow had finally taken out the jar. The crucial moment had arrived. Whether or not they could save Uncle Ming, it all depended on this one move!
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