The North Sea was a vast expanse of darkness. Black waves surged, vast and majestic.
According to the records of the Ancient Ziwei Star Zone, the Fusang Purewood was born in the North Sea's Tang Valley and had disappeared many years ago.
Now, the Golden Crows had dug out a corner of the map from an ancient ruin and learned that the Immortal Tree was still in this world, growing in the North Sea.
The ocean was boundless, and the black waves rolled high into the sky, scattering the clouds in the sky. The sound was deafening.
The North Sea, which was originally empty, was now filled with cultivators. Countless cultivators stood in the void.
Everyone was at least a half-step mighty figure. Most of them were mighty figures, and there were even some kings.
"Damn it, where's the Tang Valley? The map clearly showed that it was here. Why is it gone?! "
"Where's the Tang Valley? Is it not here? Who forged the map? "
"Ah! Where's our Divine Tree? Where's such a huge Divine Tree?! "
The princes of the Golden Crows all roared at the sky. Scorching flames rushed into the sky, shattering the clouds.
They came to the Tang Valley shown on the map, but they did not see the Tang Valley or the Fusang Purewood. Naturally, the Golden Crows were the most angry.
The Fusang Purewood had an unimaginable meaning to the Golden Crows. For this Divine Tree, they had even brought the sacred weapon of their clan.
"The Golden Crows are really unlucky!" a mighty figure whispered.
"Isn't that so? In the past few decades, the Golden Crows had done many terrible things to the Apollo Sect in order to obtain the Sun Sutra of the Holy Sun Emperor. However, four years ago, the Holy Sun Emperor appeared, and the imperial weapon appeared. The originally declining Apollo Sect suddenly became the most powerful sect in the Ziwei Star Zone! "another mighty figure said.
"The Golden Crows were forced into a corner. The Apollo Sect will definitely settle the score with the Golden Crows. Therefore, they placed all their hopes on the Fusang Purewood, hoping that the Fusang Purewood can salvage the situation a little! "another mighty figure gloated.
"But … why didn't anyone from the Apollo Sect come? Logically speaking, the Fusang Immortal Tree should be the ultimate treasure of the Sun Saint Emperor! "Suddenly, a powerful figure's expression changed slightly." Is this a trap set up by the Sun Saint Sect? "
"That's impossible. Although the Sun God Sect has recovered some of its vitality in the past four years by relying on the Emperor's Weapon and the Saint Emperor's power, the time is still too short. It will take at least a hundred years of development to restore the past prosperity!" Another person also shook his head.
While many people were discussing the Sun God Sect, some other cultivators who wanted to take a share of the pie couldn't help cursing.
"Motherf * cker! Who was it that made those ancient maps and tricked so many of us?!"
"Who is it? Isn't that too disgusting? He actually made a few old maps and fooled all of us? "
"Motherf * cker! That bastard is so wicked that he's fuming with smoke. I can't believe he did something like that, fooling the entire cultivation world!"
The sky was filled with curses. They were all cursing the person who made those maps. He had fooled all the cultivators in the entire Ziwei Star Zone.
Of course, Ye Fan and the others who were mixed in the crowd didn't curse, because they knew that this was the right place, and the Fusang Immortal Tree was indeed here. The only difference was that the Rushing Current Valley, the Fusang Immortal Tree, and Zhou Tong had all sunk into the eye of the North Sea.
"It seems that the eye of the North Sea hasn't opened yet, and the little tyrant still can't come out! I wonder if the little tyrant will be trapped in there forever. The little tyrant has done too many cases in Big Dipper. Could it be that the Sun Saint Emperor doesn't like him? "Pang Bo whispered to Ye Fan.
When they first came here, they didn't know what the eye of the North Sea was. But after wandering around the Ziwei Star Zone for four years, they had long known that the eye of the North Sea was a prison where the ancient emperors punished criminals. It was a prison of despair that no one had ever escaped from!
Thinking about it this way, it was very likely that it wasn't the Sun Saint Emperor's test, but the Sun Saint Emperor wanted to suppress him.
"How is that possible? The Sun Saint Emperor must have given the little tyrant some hints. Otherwise, why would the Sun Saint Emperor give the Fusang Immortal Tree to him? " Ye Fan shook his head. "But from the looks of it, the little tyrant shouldn't have passed the test set by the Sun Saint Emperor."
"I wonder what kind of test the Sun Saint Emperor has set!" Fairy Zi Xia was a little fascinated. "Since it's a test set by the ancient emperors, it must be very difficult. But on the other hand, once he passes the test, he will reap huge rewards, and might even undergo a complete transformation."
"Complete transformation? The little tyrant is already strong enough. If he continues to undergo a complete transformation, he won't give anyone else a chance to live! "Pang Bo was a little speechless.
"Actually, he's already far ahead of his peers in Big Dipper on the Emperor's Road. I just don't know who's stronger between him and Ziwei's Yin Tiande!" Fairy Zi Xia softly said.
"Yin Tiande … Perhaps he's Zhou Tong's only match!" Ye Fan was also silent for a moment.
Previously, they were hunted down too ruthlessly in Big Dipper, and had to worry about the sacred grounds' pursuit every day. Therefore, after truly entering the Ziwei Star Zone's cultivation world, Ye Fan and the others had always kept a low profile and did not show off.
They either cultivated in seclusion or attended some gatherings of the various sacred grounds in the Ziwei Star Zone. It could be said that they were slowly integrating into the Ziwei Star Zone's cultivation world.
To Ye Fan and Pang Bo, who were born in the modern world, integrating into the Ziwei Star Zone's cultivation world from scratch was a piece of cake.
The few of them were now considered the most dazzling prodigies in the Ziwei Star Zone's cultivation world. They were on par with Daoist Sanque, Taiyin Divine Son Duanmu Ming, and the Golden Crow Sixth Prince Lu Ya. They were even peerless geniuses who surpassed them.
Many sects valued them, and the geniuses of those sacred grounds were mostly willing to interact with them.
Today's Ye Fan was completely different from the Ye Fan who came here in the original work. Now, he was like a fish in water in the Ziwei Star Zone. Wherever he went, he would be honored by the various sects. When he visited many sects as guests, the sect leaders would personally come out to welcome him.
Therefore, Ye Fan and the others knew many things about the Ziwei Star Zone's cultivation world.
Among them, the most important was the Eight Visions Palace and Yin Tiande!
More than two thousand years ago, an old Daoist who rode an ox came through the starry sky and opened up the Xuandu Cave in the Ziwei Star Zone. He built the Eight Visions Palace, and purple qi spread for thirty thousand miles.
This place became a sacred land, and no one knew how powerful that person called Laozi was. In the end, no one knew where he went, and a mystic realm was left empty.
Many people had tried to find the inheritance of the Eight Visions Palace, but they all returned without success.
In the end, Yin Tiande, a young prodigy who defeated all the sect leaders ten years ago, carried the great fortune of heaven and earth, and when he passed by, he entered the Eight Visions Palace.
Now, ten years had passed, and no one knew how powerful this young man who rose up like a great emperor in the legends was!
"If you ask me, if he doesn't use a sacred weapon, little tyrant might not be Yin Tiande's match!" Pang Bo said in a deep voice. "Yin Tiande has been in seclusion for ten years, and it's most likely to be to prepare for his Dao Severing Stage. Once Yin Tiande reaches his Dao Severing Stage, his realm will be several levels higher than little tyrant's. "
"They're both at the Eighth Limit. In a fair fight, as long as little tyrant hasn't reached his Dao Severing Stage, he won't be Yin Tiande's match!"
Ye Fan and Fairy Zixia nodded at the side. Pang Bo's analysis was correct. After Yin Tiande came out of seclusion, he would definitely be invincible.
On the surface of the sea, countless cultivators were still cursing, but at this moment —
"Splash!"
A crack suddenly appeared on the pitch-black sea, attracting everyone's attention.
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