If he had known this would happen, he would have left Du Feng's contact information. At that time, Fu Yao was afraid of implicating Du Feng, so he didn't even leave a voice transmission amulet. Because if the Demon Emperor really made a move, he could track him down through the voice transmission amulet. But now that he knew the matter wasn't that big, and Fu Yao couldn't return to the North Continent, he felt bored and found a mystic realm to adventure in.
"Master, you know about the recent incident in the Demon God Temple, right?"
Du Feng lived in the Northern Hell of Temple Tang City, and Shang Zhongyan lived in Jiahai City. This incident was so big that even he knew about it, so his master must know about it too.
"Yes, I heard the keeper of the divine beasts went missing."
"Why, are you interested in this matter?"
Du Feng didn't admit it had anything to do with him, even though Shang Zhongyan was his subordinate and had signed a soul contract with him. But there were too many capable demon cultivators in the North Continent. If one of them became suspicious and searched Shang Zhongyan's soul, then his matter would be exposed. This matter was only known to the heavens, the earth, himself, and Fuyao. This was enough. If one more person knew about it, it would be more dangerous.
"No, I was just asking."
Shang Zhongyan sensed that Du Feng's tone wasn't right, so he quickly shut up. He asked because he felt that this matter had something to do with his master. The Demon God Temple of Temple Tang City had existed for so long, and nothing like this had ever happened. Why was it such a coincidence that something like this happened not long after Du Feng arrived?
Others didn't know about Du Feng's situation, but Shang Zhongyan had been with him for a while, so he had some understanding. This master of his was so daring that he dared to do anything. The escape of the divine beasts' keeper was most likely related to him. But since his master didn't mention it, he didn't dare to ask anymore.
Du Feng, who had returned to the Northern Hell, felt a little bored. There was still some time before he went to the Weiyang Continent on New Year's Eve. Staying in the Northern Hell to cultivate was not as effective as cultivating in the Essence Energy Tower of the Seven Basaltic Mansions. However, it was easy to encounter bottlenecks if one was always in seclusion.
His current Cultivation was at the late stage of the second level of the Powang State. With a little stimulation, he would be able to break through to the third level. It just so happened that he wanted to familiarize himself with the sword art, so he might as well make a trip to the Wild Boar Ravine. Du Feng did not contact Chang Tianjie of Shang Zhongyan, nor did he use the teleportation formation of Tang Temple City. He left the city and flew towards the outskirts of the city. In between, they had to pass through Su Miao City and the Kaji tribe not far from the outskirts of Su Miao City, which was where the Desolate People lived.
Interesting. Du Feng secretly observed the Kaji tribe from the First Heaven. They found that their lives had changed a little. They hadn't even finished eating the roasted seabirds that he had brought down last time. Instead, he pickled them with salt and ate them sparingly. The spiritual rain that fell from the sky was also collected by them using all kinds of containers. Because the consumption of water was much faster than the consumption of meat, he was almost finished.
The area where the Kaji tribe was located had been dry for a long time, so no one cared about it. They didn't know any spells, so they could only hope that it would rain. However, this place had a desert climate, so it was rare to encounter rain a few times a year. It looked like it was going to dry up soon.
"Hualala …"
There were no dark clouds gathering in the sky, but for some reason, rain suddenly fell from the sky. The rain was very clear, and it even contained traces of Primary Power.
"The Heavenly God gave us rain."
"That's right, the Heavenly God hasn't given up on us."
Last time, roasted seabirds suddenly fell from the sky, and a spiritual rain fell from the sky. The Desolate People thought that the Heavenly God of the Upper Realm must have sensed the suffering of the people of the Lower Realm, so he came to save them. Today, there were no dark clouds or thunder, and the spiritual rain with Primary Power suddenly fell from the sky. They immediately thought of the Heavenly God.
Actually, the real Heavenly God wouldn't care about small fry like them, it was just that Du Feng happened to pass by and was curious. He was afraid of alerting the surrounding demon cultivators, so he threw a few spiritual rain talismans and flew away from the First Heaven. After the spiritual rain talismans were activated, it slowly rained by itself. Even if the demon cultivators came, they wouldn't be able to find Du Feng himself.
This time, the spiritual rain fell for a longer time, and it also carried some Primary Power. The Desolate People took out pots, bowls, ladles, basins, water tanks, and so on, everything that could contain the rain water. With their previous experience, they were clearly prepared this time. They even built a large pond in the center of the tribe to act as a reservoir.
Pots, bowls, ladles, and other things were quickly filled. Seeing that the water in the pond was increasing, the Desolate People's faces bloomed with happiness. Under the nourishment of the spiritual rain, their skin began to have luster, and their lips were no longer as dry. Even some of the small plants in the surroundings quietly sprouted green buds.
"Report! Someone is raining on the Kaji tribe again, and the rainfall this time is especially heavy, it's still ongoing. "
The guards of Su Temple City were already paying attention to the situation on the Kaji tribe's side, so the news came back very quickly. Then, the captain of the city defense personally reported the news to the City Lord.
"Immediately send someone over to take a look, who's so daring to ruin the good things of my Su Temple City."
If the Kaji tribe was not destroyed, their Su Temple City would not have a chance to expand. A group of Desolate People whose survival was already a problem occupied such a large piece of land. They were such lowly beings that they had no right to live at all.
"Yes, sir. I will personally take someone to check it out."
The captain of the city defense of Su Temple City saw the City Lord fly into a rage, and hurried to the Kaji tribe with his men. When he arrived, he observed and found that the rain came from above. The rain fell from such a high position, it had to be at least the First Heaven.
The First Heaven was the place where the eighth-level birds of prey and the evil flood dragons were entrenched. As a Powang cultivator, he did not dare to go up there to seek excitement. What kind of person dared to do whatever he wanted in the First Heaven?
"Let's go up and take a look."
Although this captain of the city defense was also at the peak of the ninth level of the Powang Cultivation, he was not as strong as Zhong Zhenye of Tang Temple City. After all, Tang Temple City was on the south coast of the North Continent, and was considered a relatively important port city. Whether it was the City Lord's Mansion or the city defense office, they were stronger.
The captain of the city defense of Su Temple City, Cheng Shengli, and a few subordinates bit the bullet and flew to the First Heaven. The spiritual rain did not stop, and the dry land below was almost completely moistened, and puddles had already begun to appear. If they did not stop it, the Kaji tribe might really prosper again.
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