After that, Gong Xiao ordered the white-haired Daoist to leave. He sat down in the cave and waited for the results.
To him, 20 years was nothing more than a blink of an eye. After circulating his technique a few times, he opened his eyes again. Several tall trees had grown out of the cave, and the ground was covered with a layer of withered gray leaves. After a brief calculation, he knew that it was time, so he stood up and walked out.
His face was cold, but he had already made up his mind. If he couldn't break the restrictive spell formation, he would order the formation masters to be killed, and his family and disciples to be buried with them.
Although he was now a Daoist cultivator, before he achieved his Dao, he had grown up in the bloody battles of the Mountain and Sea Realm against the various Demons and Devils. Because of that, he still retained some of the habits of the Wildlands Tribes.
The white-haired Daoist sensed that he had come out of seclusion and hurried over. He bowed and said, "My lord."
Sanren Rao asked, "How is it?"
The white-haired Daoist bowed and replied, "My lord, ten days ago, we broke the restrictive spell and found the whereabouts of Sanren Rao and his people. “
Gong Xiao nodded coldly. "That's more like it." The white-haired Daoist smiled bitterly.
The white-haired priest gave a bitter smile. How could those magic seals be broken so easily? In order to accomplish this in twenty years, the sixty magic formation masters were both mentally and physically exhausted. In the future, they would never be able to make any more achievements on this path. These were the talents that the Gong Family had spent so much effort to raise, but they were all wasted in this place.
Gong Xiao glanced at him as if he had seen through his thoughts. He said, "Don't be reluctant. Compared to what we've gained in recent years, this is nothing. Once we enter the Blue Sky Realm, the Gong Clan will have many Mystic Pattern Masters who can be of use to us."
The white-haired Daoist thought for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "My lord, you don't trust those formation masters?"
Gong Xiao said calmly, "I can't trust anyone who isn't a member of the Gong Clan."
The white-haired Daoist couldn't help but fall silent. After Gong Xiao reached the Violet Sun Realm, he could decide the life or death of any of his descendants with a single thought. Therefore, he had always treated outsiders as a tool, and had never truly trusted them.
As for those Gong Family clansmen in the Blue Sky Realm, because of their ascension back then, the karma between them had actually been severed, and they could no longer be considered to be on the same side.
But if it wasn't said by someone in the know, who would know? In the future, he could use the name of being of the same race to plant a Blood Qi Forbidden Art on him, and he would be able to control him as he wished.
In just a few sentences, the two of them had already arrived at the location of the Formation Dao. Unlike the Formation Dao that usually resided in the void, this place was built with a mountain range and was placed on the ground. It looked like a long dragon lying on the ground.
Gong Xiao glanced at it and asked, "Could it be used?"
The white-haired Daoist walked forward. An array master trembled and said a few words. After he finished listening, he turned around and said, "Please wait for a moment, my lord. I still need to sort out the spiritual opportunity. I'm afraid it will take another half a day."
Gong Xiao didn't say much this time. Since he already knew where Rao Sanren was going, he could afford to wait for half a day. He waved away the jade couch that the servants of the clan had moved over, and stood there attentively. He held a blood bead the size of a thumb in his hand and rubbed it. Wisps of Qi lingered on it, as if he was refining it.
Half a day passed quickly, and the array master came over in fear. He bowed and said, "My lord, it's ready."
Gong Xiao didn't keep the blood bead in his hand and stepped into the Formation Dao. The white-haired Daoist followed quickly, and at the same time, he didn't forget to call out to the array masters around him. If he were to encounter another Formation Dao, he would still need to count on them.
Then, he felt his vision go white, and his body felt like it was being torn apart. It felt like a long time had passed, and the ground beneath his feet was solid. He found himself in a lush forest. He sensed the Qi and flew up into the sky.
The land beneath his feet disappeared quickly, and in ten breaths' time, he arrived in the sky above a field. Seeing Gong Xiao standing in the sky, he quickly went up to him.
But at this time, he suddenly felt a little strange. Looking up, he suddenly found that this was not the location of some Heaven Domain or Earth Star, but a flat land that he could not see the end of. He said in surprise, "This is … a small world?"
Gong Xiao stared at the sky, and there was a pair of sun and moon hanging high above. But in his eyes, the original body was obviously a pair of fierce eyes. He said in a low voice, "This is not an ordinary small world. Maybe this is a place created by Lord Yuhu."
"Lord Yuhu?"
The white-haired Daoist thought for a moment, and immediately remembered the origin of this person. This person was the father of the old dragon. It was rumored that he had broken his own shackles and left the world thousands of years ago.
He was a great demon that had existed since the birth of heaven and earth. To be able to fly beyond the heavens, that was not simple at all. His supernatural powers had already reached an unimaginable state.
Gong Xiao's gaze swept around. "Rao Jifeng is actually hiding here. He must have sensed that I don't want to let him go this time. However, this person is even able to enter the Dragon Sovereign's lair. His identity is not as simple as it seems."
The white-haired Daoist took out a disc-shaped instrument from his sleeve, and waved it in all directions, but there was no movement from it. He said, "My lord, the Mechanism Needle can't find the location of this person's Qi."
Gong Xiao was not surprised. He raised his hand, and a red light screen rose up, covering the light in the sky. He said, "Let's try again."
The white-haired Daoist channeled his mana, and the Mechanism Needle moved slightly, pointing in a direction, and said, "My lord, it works."
Gong Xiao pointed again, and the instrument was instantly enveloped in a layer of Scarlet Blood Qi. He said, "What hangs in the sky is the Dragon's Eye Star Fire, which is temporarily used to act as the sun and moon. Rao Jifeng should be carrying the old dragon's blood essence, and it will actively shield him, but as long as it is blocked, it will not hinder us."
The white-haired Daoist's expression changed, and he said, "In that case, Rao Sanren is here, maybe he can borrow some help, or maybe he got some of the old dragon's instrument."
Gong Xiao said plainly, "It is not impossible, but he has only reached this state for a thousand years, and does not have any power under him. He has not even gotten the title of Emperor, so what if he has help? “
He had cultivated for more than ten thousand years, and his cultivation was much higher than his opponent's. Even if he had any instrument, he was confident that he could win. Of course, when the battle really started, he would not underestimate his opponent, and he would use his full strength.
At this moment, there were people flying over one after another. They were the people he had brought with him on this trip. Gong Xiao glanced at them and instructed, "Wait here. If there's any news from the cult, report to me at any time."
After saying that, he reached out and took the Trigger Traction Needle from the white-haired Daoist. Seeing that the Daoist was still pointing in the same direction, his body blurred, and he transformed into a streak of crimson light as he flew off.
At the same time, in the depths of a lake far away, there was a spell boat quietly sinking. Rao Sanren was sitting in the cabin, but at this moment, the Mind Willow in front of him fluttered again.
After he saw it, he sighed. He thought he could delay for another fifty to sixty years, but only twenty years had passed, and the other party had rushed over. This made him realize that Gong Xiao was not going to let him go this time.
At this moment, the swaying of the Mind Willow became more and more intense, and the sound of copper leaves colliding gradually spread out. Sima Quan and Deng Zhenjun sensed that something was wrong and rushed over.
Deng Zhenjun saw this and was shocked as well. This meant that the enemy was very close. He raised his head and asked, "Sanren?"
Rao Sanren waved his hand and said, "It's fine. Gong Xiao will be here in at least two hours. We still have time to escape." He pressed the pivot, and the flying boat suddenly rushed out from the bottom of the water, heading toward a towering mountain.
This spell boat was left behind by that old dragon. It was not a treasure, but in this realm, under the illumination of the sun and moon in the dragon's eyes, its speed was many times faster than before. Although it gradually pulled away from Gong Xiao, it was not able to shake him off.
Deng Zhenjun saw Rao Sanren's serious expression and asked in a low voice, "Sanren, are you going to hide in the outer realm?"
Rao Sanren shook his head and said, "This time, Gong Xiao can't wait to rush over. I don't think he'll let us go easily like last time. Instead, he'll keep a close eye on us. In this case, there's no point in continuing to escape. Looks like I'll have to fight him eventually. If I can force him to retreat, we'll be able to buy some time."
Deng Zhenjun said anxiously, "But Sanren's cultivation isn't complete, this …"
Rao Sanren said, "Although I haven't fully cultivated in these hundred years, I can still use that artifact with my current power. I just need a few days to refine it. During this time, I'll have to rely on the two of you to control the spell boat."
Deng Zhenjun saw his serious expression and knew that he had made up his mind. He bowed and said, "Master, go ahead and cultivate. Leave the next few days to us."
Sima Quan knew that this was the critical moment. He also bowed and said, "Sanren, don't worry. Even if we use up all our vitality, we won't let the people behind us catch up."
Rao Sanren returned the bow and said, "Then I'll leave it to the two of you."
With that, he sat down.
Sima Quan and Deng Zhenjun didn't dare to hesitate. After a short discussion, they took turns to control the boat.
Although the boat was extremely fast, their mana was far from Rao San Ren's. After three days, Gong Xiao was getting closer and closer to them. Just as they were about to be unable to hold on any longer, they heard a voice in their ears, "Thank you for your trouble."
The two of them turned and saw that Rao Sanren had come out from his meditation.
Deng Zhenjun was pleasantly surprised. "Sanren, have you successfully refined that artifact?"
Rao Sanren said, "I'm still lacking a little, but it's enough for now." He paused and said solemnly, "Gong Xiao has cultivated for ten thousand years and his skills are extremely high. I suspect that he has an artifact given by Kong Yin. If we fight this battle, I don't have a hundred percent chance of winning."
He flicked his sleeve and threw a Jade Talisman over. "This is the Jade Talisman that enters and exits this world. With this, you can leave this place. When you reach the outside world, you can wait for me at the agreed place. If we win this battle, I'll go there and meet up with you. If not, then I'm most likely dead. If that's the case, the two of you should try your best to lay low and do your best to ensure that the Devil Sect's teachings are not lost. Yuliangism is planning something big, it won't have time to care about you."
After giving his instructions, he bowed and transformed into a rainbow light that left the spell boat, heading towards the red light screen that was chasing after them.
Sima Quan watched as it went further and further away, his eyes and eyes filled with seriousness. Although he had been on the run all these years, he had never closed his eyes and ears. After asking around, he knew that the other Emperors had either been killed or had submitted to the two sides. Rao Sanren was the last one still on the run. If he died in this battle, then the Jun Chen Realm would have nothing to fear, and would soon launch a war against the Mountain and Sea Realm.
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