Great Sage Green Melon had been defeated, and the Ming Clan had been exterminated. Cultivators from beyond the Heavens had taken over Frigid Jade Sea Continent. Although the Mountain and Sea Realm was vast, news of it couldn't be kept a secret for long. Soon, it was being spread out by numerous swift birds. ● Hong,
In the southwest of the Northern Cold Abyss, close to the Eastern Wasteland, the land was cut off and collapsed into an abyss. Every moment, an immeasurable amount of seawater rushed into the abyss.
Beneath it, there was a gray mist swirling about. It was like a whirlpool in the sea, and rumbling sounds could be heard from time to time.
Above the turbid vortex, beside the broken continent, there was an ink-black floating cliff that hung high in the sky.
A bare-chested young man with totem tattoos all over his body was sitting alone on the cliff. His body was muscular and his hair was thick and black. When the light shone on it, it even had a faint luster to it.
This person's eyes were black and white, and at this moment, he was staring motionlessly at a leaning tree in front of him.
The tree was extremely tall, but the tree trunk seemed to have lost its vitality. It had turned greyish-white. On the branch, there was a green leaf that was barely maintaining its vitality. It looked weak, but it was abnormally tough. Even when the wind howled, it was still firmly attached to the tree, unable to be pulled away.
After a long time, a cracking sound suddenly resounded, and the branch had actually shattered into countless pieces of ash. When the green leaf was about to float away, the young man stretched out his hand and grabbed it before carefully placing it into a pouch at the side. His eyes revealed a firm expression. "Even though I've been expelled from the tribe and punished to guard the Turbid Vortex here, so long as I don't give up hope, I'll be able to return one day."
At this time, a stream of light suddenly came from the corner of his eye. By the time he reacted, it had already landed on his face. It was a lively and clever little yellow bird, chirping at him. It seemed to be saying something.
However, after hearing a few words, the young man revealed a shocked expression. In the end, his expression turned into one of disbelief. He hurriedly took a few breaths to calm himself down before he could not help but ask. "Are you telling the truth? Are you telling the truth? "
The little yellow bird chirped at him a few more times, seemingly dissatisfied with the youth's suspicion of it.
The young man laughed aloud. He took the leather bag beside him and took out a few fruits. The birds fluttered over and pecked at the fruits.
The young man's expression gradually turned serious. At the same time, there was a hint of excitement and agitation. One could even see that his body was trembling.
"The clan elder will definitely summon me to ask about such news. That way, I'll have the chance to go back and visit my little sister. I wonder how she's doing now. "
However, although he was happy, he did not let it get to his head. After waiting for another half a day, three messenger birds came one after another, and they all said the same thing. Only then did he truly believe it.
These messenger birds were all different species, and they were not in the same territory. No one could tamper with it in such a short time.
So he tidied up a little and tied the pouch to his waist. Then, he took a deep breath, opened his arms, and jumped into the turbid vortex.
The turbid vortex seemed to be right in front of them, but it was actually very far away. An hour later. He was just about to get close.
Looking at the vast and powerful vortex, he circulated his Qi and blood, and his body suddenly turned incorporeal. It was as if he had become an invisible shadow, and he easily passed through it.
Another two hours passed. He landed lightly on the surface of the ground, and his body turned corporeal again.
The terrain where he was standing was uneven and broken. What entered his eyes were greyish-white rocks, and the ground was covered in coarse gravel. Even if he looked to the end of the horizon, there was no vegetation, nor was there anyone. It was desolate.
He showed a determined expression and walked forward. After walking alone for three days, he finally reached a stone cave.
The ground was filled with dried bones and broken weapons. It was as if there had been a terrible battle many years ago. Sunlight shone through the holes above. Although there were only a few rays, it actually made the place as bright as day.
Most of these skeletons were huge. Even if some were lying on the ground, they were still more than a hundred feet tall. Most of them had two heads, four arms, one eye, and three legs. Others had the lower body of a snake and the upper body of a human, with two horns on top of their heads.
He treated this as normal. Because he was a little tired, he leaned against a large white bone and carefully took out a few blood pills. He put them in his mouth. Immediately, a fishy smell rushed into his nose, and he couldn't help but want to vomit. But his heart was tough, and he still gritted his teeth and swallowed them.
Most of the blood pills in the tribe were fresh and mild, and full of medicinal power. The few pills he had were more impurities, and they were not refined. If they were given to other people of the same generation in the tribe, they would just throw them away. But he still treated them as treasures, and he couldn't bear to use them.
After dissolving the medicinal power, his dispirited expression was swept away, and he regained some of his vigor. He walked quickly, leaping over those skeletons. After walking for another ten days or so, he walked out of the cave along an arch bridge built by the spine.
Here, he swallowed the last blood pill, and after circulating it, he continued forward.
He had only walked a hundred feet when a gust of wind suddenly swept over, and he was pulled in. But he didn't panic at all, and relaxed his body, allowing the wind to sweep him.
Two hours later, he was thrown out by the wind, and he landed in a pool with a thud. He quickly used his strength to jump out of the water, and landed on the shore.
This place was very different from the outside world. In front of him was a clear lake, and the reeds by the lakeside floated. He could faintly see a flock of white-feathered water birds, either reflecting their shadows on the water, or dancing gracefully. It was full of peace and tranquility.
When he arrived here, he also made up his mind. He circulated his blood qi, and evaporated the water vapor on his body. Then, he took out a piece of clothing from his waist pouch, and after putting it on, he came to a pavilion. After bowing to the broken stone tablet in the pavilion, he said, "Yang Yansheng has an important matter to discuss."
After waiting for a long time, the figure of a woman appeared on the stone tablet. She said, "Yang Yansheng, you were expelled from the tribe a long time ago. Why did you come here? Aren't you afraid that Cheng Junzi will capture you and behead you? "
The young man said, "Chun Sipan, although the tribe doesn't allow Yan Sheng to stay in the Earth Abyss, they still gave me an errand. Today, I received an important news, and I have to report it to the tribe."
The woman was startled, and she immediately sneered, "What important news can there be? Is it the Extermination Ming Clan, or the Liang Zhong Clan?"
The young man said seriously, "This matter is related to the extermination of the Ming Clan, and it might be related to the survival of the Shanyang Clan."
The woman humphed coldly, "The more you talk about it, the stranger it gets. Even if the two clans joined forces, how could they break through the Murky Yin Barrier outside, and how could they come to the Earth Abyss Blessed Land? Go back, I'll pretend you never came here today. "
"You …"
Before the young man could say anything, the figure on the broken stone tablet had already disappeared, and his eyes were filled with anger. Then, he fiercely punched the stone tablet, but there was no reaction from the cold stone tablet.
He came here full of hope, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't even believe his words. He was angry and anxious, but his words carried little weight, and he was a sinner. Unless he had the ability to cross the eighty thousand miles of water and return to the tribe, he could only use this place to pass the message to the tribe.
Just as he was thinking hard of a solution. The broken stone tablet suddenly lit up again, and the woman's figure appeared again. She said unwillingly, "Come in."
The stone tablet shook, and a ball of light appeared inside, and it looked like a door.
The young man was startled, and although he didn't know what happened, he didn't hesitate and turned his body into a shadow. With a big stride, he rushed into the stone tablet.
When he reached the inner room. He discovered that he was standing in a bright and spacious copper hall.
Other than the woman, there was a young man standing in front of him, but there was another face behind his head, and it was sometimes smiling, and sometimes it was sad.
He knew that this was because his clansmen were full of Qi and blood. Because of the Heart Head, only the members of the Fanli Tribe of the Upper Six Tribes could obtain this divine ability at such a young age.
He bowed according to the tribe's etiquette, and said, "My people, greet the Fanli Noble."
The young man was a little surprised, and nodded, "You are quite knowledgeable. Yang Yansheng, I've heard about you, but your little sister is very talented, and the tribe elders have high hopes for her. But our Shanyang Tribe is strict, and the people of the lower 36 tribes are not allowed to mix into the upper six tribes. She can't have any blemish on her birth, so we can only wrong you, do you understand? "
The young man was silent for a while, and said, "I understand, the elder also said something similar."
The young man was satisfied, "It's good that you understand. Then, tell me, what's your business here?"
The young man knew that he probably wouldn't be able to see his little sister again, and although he was a little disappointed, he still pulled himself together and told the news he received.
The young man was very casual at first, but after listening to the news, his expression changed drastically, and the lady beside him was also in disbelief.
The young man's face darkened, and he said sternly, "Yang Yansheng, are you sure that what you said is true?"
The young man said loudly, "I heard it from the messenger bird, and every word I said is true. I dare not lie, and I dare to swear on the tribe oath as proof."
The young man patted his shoulder, and said, "Good, follow me."
The young man felt dizzy, and suddenly, he found himself in a cave. Just when he wanted to look around, he heard a voice saying, "Don't move, we are imprisoned in the secret palace of the elder."
The young man heard it, and he stood there respectfully.
A while later, the rocks in front of him moved, and a huge face with deep facial features appeared. He looked at the young man, and a bright light shone down on him. The young man felt dizzy, and he fell asleep standing.
After a while, the stone face said to the young man, "My people can't stay here for long, take him away."
The young man bowed respectfully, put his hand on the young man's shoulder, and the two of them disappeared.
After a while, in the lake, above the sky, two more faces appeared, and the face on the sky asked, "Elder Qiu, did you see it clearly?"
The head of the prison, Daoren, said, "I checked with my heart technique, that lowly person did not lie."
The face in the lake said, "A few days ago, I saw the Mie Ming Demon Star in the sky dimmed, and it seems that the news is true."
The face in the sky asked, "Then where should the Shan Yang Clan go? Since these cultivators from beyond have joined forces with the countries of East Barren, what should we do if they come to attack us? "
Elder Qiu thought for a while, and said, "These cultivators from beyond are very strong, and in just half a day, they slaughtered the entire Mie Ming Clan. Since Great Sage Qing Pi could seize the light of the sun, he should have cultivated the twenty-four wings, but he is still not a match for these cultivators from beyond the heavens. We have no choice but to not fight against them. Why don't we send our messengers to investigate them?"
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