When the Heavenly Ghost Tribe awakened the Demon Forefather, the sects of the Nine Continents were also making their preparations in an orderly manner.
After the people of the Heavenly Abode obtained the Pure Purple Spiritual Opportunity, most of them began to refine it. As for the disciples of the Heavenly Abode, they were all carefully cultivating under the care of their Masters, operating the external medicine in order to advance further.
Over the years, with the help of the native creatures, the cultivators of the Nine Continents had found quite a few external medicines that could be used as substitutes. Although they were different from the original, as long as they were slightly refined, they wouldn't hinder their cultivation. In fact, some of them were far more effective than the original ones.
This was also reasonable. Most of the things in the world were formed from spiritual vigor. Since the spiritual vigor here could be used by cultivators, it was the same for external medicine. Even if there was a difference, the difference would not be too great.
On this day, Zhang Yan didn't go outside the Void Sky. Instead, he went down to the Mountain and Sea Realm and ordered someone to summon Jiang Zheng. Then, he brought him into the Minor Realm. Finally, he came to a lush mountain ridge and said loudly, "Is Fellow Daoist Jing Cang here?"
The mountain peak shone brightly, and then a hexagonal palace floated out. With another flash, it transformed into a withered browed, white-haired Daoren in a gray robe. He cupped his hands and said, "Greetings, Fellow Daoist."
Guru Ling Ya was dead, and he had lost his obsession. He had become one with the Morning Shocking Heavenly Palace, so it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that this treasure had a true spirit.
Zhang Yan returned the greeting and said, "Fellow Daoist Jing Cang, today, I came here for this disciple."
Jiang Zheng also came forward and bowed. "Greetings, Patriarch."
Patriarch Jing Cang glanced at him and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, this disciple has inherited my sect's technique. If he succeeds, it will be of great benefit to Daoren. For Daoren's own sake, I will also do my best to help him."
Zhang Yan nodded. "Then I'll leave it to you, Fellow Daoist."
Patriarch Jing Cang turned his head and said to Jiang Zheng, "My original body has long since ascended. Now, this separated soul will lend Qi to you and draw out a strand of the true meaning of the Morning Shocking Heavenly Palace for you to comprehend. How much you can comprehend will depend on yourself."
Jiang Zheng said, "This disciple understands."
"You have to think clearly," Jing Cang said. This is extremely dangerous. Once the divine will enters your body, it can trigger thousands of thoughts and ten thousand thoughts. If you still can't comprehend it after exhausting it, you will fall into confusion. Even with Daoist Zhang's ability, it will be difficult to save you. In reality, you only need to look for a True Artifact, and you can also succeed. "
Jiang Zheng's expression was solemn as he said, "This disciple has already thought it through. I hope that Old Ancestor can fulfill my wish."
Zhang Yan smiled faintly. If Just Now Jiang Zheng's words moved him and his heart wavered, then he might really fail. Only when his heart was firm and steady could he not sink into the maze.
With a flick of his sleeve, several wisps of purple aura flew in front of Old Ancestor Jing Cang. This wisp of Pure Spiritual Qi should be able to help that wisp of Divine Will last a little longer.
Old Ancestor Jing Cang was moved. "Purple Pure Spiritual Qi?"
He knew that it wasn't easy to gather this Qi. Taking a breath, he said solemnly, "Daoren will do his best. However, if this disciple of Fellow Daoist doesn't wake up after a hundred years, then he can't succeed."
Zhang Yan nodded and said indifferently, "Everything depends on his own fate."
Old Ancestor Jing Cang didn't say anything more. His body swayed and turned into a wisp of Pure Qi, flying toward Jiang Zheng. The latter stood motionless, allowing it to enter the space between his eyebrows. Then, he slowly sat down cross-legged.
Zhang Yan rolled up his sleeve and brought him out of the small world. Returning to the Hall of Crossing Truth, he settled down in a cave residence on an island. Then, he cast a spell to summon all the Inky Flood Dragons within a radius of several thousand miles, ordering them to protect this place. Only then did he rise up into the sky. He came outside.
Just Now, when he arrived outside the hall, he felt a restless Qi dynamic. He turned around and saw that the Daylight Hall was filled with flames. This was the sign of Qi dynamic rising. It wasn't hard to tell that there was a cultivator trying to break through the barrier and achieve the Grotto-Heaven.
He pondered for a moment. Du De was the only one in the Daylight Hall who had cultivated the Fire Dharma to such a level. However, it was still the time when the Qi activity was rising, so it was hard to tell whether he would succeed or fail. Perhaps it would take several years or even more than ten years for the result to be known. He flicked his sleeve and turned into a clear light that shot up into the sky, disappearing in a flash.
Two years later, the Western Absolute Domain collapsed.
Ever since the Heavenly Ghost Tribe's Lao Xian tribe migrated out of the ancestral tribe, they had been guarding this place for generations.
Because of Lao Zhe's order, after two years of preparation, they had gathered their tribe members that were scattered in all directions. They were prepared to be the vanguard of their king and head to the Northern Cold Abyss first.
At the same time, the Can tribe and the Chu tribe also moved out. However, the three tribes' territories were far apart, so they didn't meet each other.
At this moment, the tribe king, Lao Xian Li, was waiting in front of the palace with the tribe elders. According to the previous agreement, the ancestral tribe would send the World Reflection Tower here today.
The Lao Xian tribe was not the Shanyang tribe. In the tribe, he was the only one who was comparable to a Demon Saint. Without the World Reflection Tower, not to mention the cultivators from beyond the heavens, the demons in the Northern Cold Abyss were enough to annihilate their tribe.
However, after waiting for a long time, the people of the ancestral tribe did not arrive. One of the elders was worried and asked, "My king, will they really send the World Reflection Tower here?"
Lao Xian Li was very calm and said, "If not, why would I agree to the ancestral tribe's request? The ancestral tribe will not treat this matter as a joke. "
He looked around and said, "I know that there are some people in the tribe who are not willing to give up their territory. Although I have moved to the Northern Cold Abyss, you all need to know that the ancestral tribe can defend the royal city because of the World Reflection Tower. When we, the Lao Xian tribe, also have this thing, the territory we can occupy will be many times bigger than what we have now. From then on, we won't have to worry about the demons outside the tribe attacking us. In just a hundred years, we can become a big tribe."
His voice rumbled, and everyone on the plains could hear it clearly. As if encouraged by his words, millions of tribe members shouted with all their might.
As if to respond to him, the clouds in the sky suddenly parted, and with a flash of light, a giant object appeared in the sky.
Everyone looked up and saw that the object looked like an eight-armed spider. Those who were slightly knowledgeable would not be able to recognize that it was the tribe's famous "Dan Xing Flying Spider Carriage", which was said to have the ability to carry mountains and move seas.
The Heavenly Ghost Tribe did not have the ability to refine magic tools, but for more than ten thousand years, due to the continuous killing of the defeated cultivators who came to this world, coupled with the rewards from the extraterrestrial forces, they had indeed obtained a lot of good things, such as the magic treasures carried by Lian Ji and the spider flying car in front of them.
The flying spider carriage quickly landed on the plains. As the eight arms flattened, dozens of giants carrying white jade towers walked out of the carriage with heavy steps.
"The World Reflection Tower! It's the World Reflection Tower! "
Lao Xian Li and the elders were overjoyed. The ancestral tribe did not go back on their words and sent this item.
At this moment, the cloud platform on the ship rose, and a red-robed elder appeared in everyone's sight.
When Lao Xian Li saw him, he was shocked and said, "Elder Sui Qing?" He quickly led the elders forward and kowtowed, saying in fear and trepidation, "I am Lao Xian Li's subordinate, Elder Sui."
The Heavenly Ghost tribe had a strict hierarchy, and Lao Xian Li's population was only a few million. Not to mention the ancestral tribe, they were far inferior to some of the big tribes. Among the thousands of tribes, they could only be ranked at the bottom. Even if he was as strong as a Demonic Saint, he still had to kneel before the ancestral tribe's elders.
Sui Qing Li stood on the top and looked down, saying solemnly, "Tribe Leader Lao Xian, I have been ordered by the king to deliver the World Reflection Tower. There are a total of thirty-three big towers, and the Little Xin Tower has more than a thousand. After you arrive at the Northern Cold Abyss, you must arrange it as soon as possible to welcome the big tribes."
Lao Xian Li kowtowed and said, "Yes, Your Highness."
Sui Qing Li's expression softened a little when he saw how respectful he was. He signaled to the servants beside him, and immediately, someone beat the drum. Then, a dozen cloud whales of thousands of feet in size descended from the sky.
The Heavenly Ghost Tribe had tamed several cloud whale tribes. When the Shanyang Clan went to the Northern Cold Abyss, the ancestral tribe imprisoned a whale king in a secret place to prevent them from disobeying orders in the future. Unexpectedly, it came in handy now.
"This cloud whale can send your tribe to the Northern Cold Abyss. Tribe Leader Lao Xian, don't delay and depart as soon as possible."
Lao Xian Li was overjoyed. If they followed the normal procedure, it would take at least a dozen years for the tribe to go to the Northern Cold Abyss. But with the help of the cloud whale, they could reach there in a short time. He quickly said, "I have already prepared everything, we can depart now."
When he gave the order, everyone in the tribe went up the back of the cloud whale. Although there were only a million of them, it took half a month. Just Now, they were all on the back of the cloud whale. At this time, clouds rose from the cloud whale's body, and when the clouds dissipated, there was nothing left.
On the same day, the Can and Qiang Clan also rode the Cloud Whale and went to the Northern Cold Abyss.
However, he didn't know that there was a beautiful diagram that almost covered the sky buried between the two continents. This treasure immediately activated the moment it sensed that something was trying to escape into the void. Both of them were teleported to chaotic space. Once they arrived there, normal Heaven Ghoul clansmen would have no chance of survival. Only people like Qiao Xianli, if they were lucky and their lifespan hadn't run out yet, might be able to teleport out after a few hundred or even a thousand years.
The three tribes disappeared into thin air. By the time the ancestral tribe noticed that something was wrong, it was already several months later.
"How can this be?"
Sui Qingjian frowned. The destruction of three tribes and the disappearance of tens of millions of clansmen was a small matter in his eyes. But the disappearance of hundreds of World Reflection Towers pained him greatly.
The clan king's expression didn't change much. He thought for a moment and said, "We underestimated our opponents."
Sui Qingjian was shocked and said, "My king, are you saying that these outer space cultivators did something?"
Lu Zhe said coolly, "If it wasn't them, who else would have the ability to do so?"
Sui Qingjian frowned and said, "In that case, we can't ride the Cloud Whale to the Northern Cold Abyss? We can only borrow the artifacts we obtained in the past. " “
Lu Zhe shook his head and said, "We can't. If they have a way to deal with movement arts, they might be able to deal with artifacts."
Sui Qingjian said in panic, "Then what should we do?"
Lu Zhe looked outside the palace with a trace of seriousness. In his opinion, there was always a way. What he was more worried about was that the tribes' previous attitudes might waver after hearing about this.
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