Zhang Yan was sitting cross-legged in the guest pavilion of the Hanging Flute Island. There was an unfurled scroll floating in front of him. The scroll was about seven feet wide. Spiritual Qi was drifting around the scroll, and it was constantly emitting light.
He raised his hand and gently brushed it away. It was as if a layer of gauze had been lifted, revealing the true appearance of the room.
At this moment, it could be clearly seen that the Hanging Flute Island was in the center of the picture. The surrounding hundred miles were not empty, but there were many iron rocks and strange stones scattered in the sea. At a rough glance, there were more than a thousand of them.
Looking outside, one could see a Spiritual Wind revolving around it.
Although there was only a weak Qi flow on the picture, it was like a monstrous storm outside. The further one went, the faster the surging became. However, it seemed to be deliberately avoiding this part of the sea. The hundred miles of land was completely calm.
There was no great formation guarding this place, nor was there any expert overseeing it. The reason for such a strange appearance was quite thought-provoking.
When Zhang Yan came here, he asked Wang Nanxiao about it, but the latter was already used to it. He only said that when his master came here with his disciples, it was like this. He guessed that this place might be a corner of the Ancient Continent. Now that it was submerged by the sea, it was still protected by the Earthen Qi.
Zhang Yan knew that this was not the case. From ancient times until now, the Earthen Qi of the Nine Continents had already been absorbed by cultivators. Unless one dug deep into the earth, it would be difficult to find it. In this world, there were not many cultivators with such ability, so it was only a wild guess. In ancient times, the cultivators fought with the demons, causing the Central Pillar to collapse. Many of the broken pillars were scattered in the sky. The fragments were purified by the Heavenly Extreme Astral Wind and the Spiritual Light of the Sun and Moon, turning into Strong Astral Stones. The rest fell to the ground.
The Hanging Flute Island was most likely one of the broken pillars and fell into the sea.
The Central Pillar Continent was connected to the sky and the earth. It was a gathering of the spirits of the nine continents. If it wasn't near the three eastern continents, the demons and ferocious beasts of the three continents would have regarded it as a forbidden land. It had long been occupied by cultivators.
Later, it cracked and collapsed, and the beautiful scenery was gone forever. Even so, the number of spiritual objects in the Central Pillar Continent was greater than that of the three continents.
If that was the case, then it would explain why there was such a blessed place far away from the continent.
He took out the fish pearls from the box and pinched one with two fingers. He gently rubbed it and it turned into powder. After a moment of observation, he did not discover anything.
After thinking for a moment, he raised his hand and wiped the box. The entire box of jade beads instantly turned into fine powder.
At this moment, when he sensed it again, his eyes couldn't help but flash.
It was clearly bred from the belly of a spiritual fish in the sea, but it contained a trace of indistinguishable Yang Qi.
In that case, if what he was standing on was really the remnant of the Central Pillar, then it was very likely to be the section outside of the Extreme Heaven. Otherwise, it would be impossible for this Qi to remain. His thoughts turned. He decided to go there personally to take a look. Thus, he stood up and walked out of the monastery before floating into the sky. He left the island and headed for the sea.
Ever since Zhang Yan entered the island, everyone had been paying attention to his every move. As soon as he went out to sea, someone immediately reported it to Wang Nanxiao. Because this person was afraid of Zhang Yan's cultivation, he didn't dare to ask for the contract. Thus, he was extremely worried that Zhang Yan wouldn't return, so he said, "If Daoist Zhang returns, immediately inform me."
Zhang Yan followed the direction of the map. After traveling for tens of miles, he came to a wide reef.
This reef was hundreds of feet wide. It was completely black and had long been polished by the waves. Looking from above, it looked like the back of a giant beast floating on the surface of the sea.
He circled above, and seeing that he couldn't see anything strange, he descended and used the Water Escape Technique to dive deep into the sea. In one breath, he sank ten thousand feet. Just Now, he reached the bottom of the sea.
Just Now, when he looked again, the reef was clearly a large rock in the sea. The top and bottom were one, and the part that protruded out of the sea was only a slight edge.
The part of the rock hidden under the sea was full of potholes, full of cracks and holes, like a beehive, and there were many strange fish with flowing lights coming in and out.
This fish looked strange, there was a crown on its head, like a cluster of bright red coral, but its body was transparent like glass, and its internal organs could be seen clearly. At the end of the tail, there was a glittering crystal bead, full and smooth, bright and clean.
Zhang Yan took a few glances and knew that this was the Songhua Fish that Wang Nanxiao mentioned. However, the ones in front of him were even bigger, at least four feet long. Looking around, there were probably tens of thousands of them. At this moment, they were gathered together, and under the reflection of the mountain walls, there were colorful waves everywhere.
This school of fish was obviously not caught by people, and they swam around him without a sense of fear.
He was not interested in this fish, and flew into a larger cave. After a few miles, stone pillars that were emitting colorful lights appeared in front of him.
He stopped, stretched out his finger and pointed lightly, and the stone pillar instantly shattered, turning into countless fine sand. He grabbed a handful, and sure enough, he felt the same strong Yang Qi in it, but it was very weak, and if he did not look carefully, he would miss it.
It should be known that the Central Pillar Continent was the most unique among the nine continents. It had been bathed in the spiritual vigor of heaven and earth for a long time, and even if it was damaged, the spiritual essence it contained was extraordinary. Since that was the case, if the demon knew the inside story, it was not surprising that he wanted to take it for himself.
Zhang Yan calculated in his heart, collecting the spiritual essence here was much easier than going to the Extreme Sky to capture the Jun Yang spiritual essence, and the Yang poison contained in it had mostly dissipated in the past tens of thousands of years.
Because this place was just a random choice, he did not rule out the possibility that there was a better place here, so he did not start immediately, but flew out and circled around the outside.
After doing so, he discovered that it was not just a hundred miles, but thousands of miles away, it was all broken mountains, but most of the spiritual essence had been exhausted, and there were no spiritual fish living in it.
He thought for a while, and nodded subconsciously. These broken stones of the Central Pillar had been here for at least tens of thousands of years, and if he could find it, those cultivators who came from the east from the West Continent would not have missed it. They must have been taken away by the demon, and what was left now was only a very small part.
However, since he came here, he did not want to return empty-handed, so he took out a porcelain bottle, used his mana, and collected the spiritual essence.
He was not greedy, and after a few hours, when the bottle was full, he put it away, and used his escape method to return to the sea, back to his original residence.
When Wang Nanxiao knew that he was back, she heaved a sigh of relief, and ordered people to send a lot of good things.
Since Zhang Yan had taken the sea chart, he naturally wouldn't just leave like that. He took everything, and this action allowed Wang Nanxiao to completely relax.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, the time limit set by the demon had arrived.
On this day, a strong wind suddenly blew on the sea, and dark clouds covered the sky. Countless large waves surged, and thousands of strange sea monsters emerged from the waves. They were all bare-backed and bare-footed, and they held spears in their hands as they stood on the waves.
At this time, there was the sound of a drum, and hundreds of fish-headed monsters with bulging muscles worked together to pull out a giant shell that was thirty meters in size from the sea. The shell's petals were wide open, revealing its soft abdomen. There was a bed inside, and a fair-skinned and handsome young cultivator was sitting on it. His hair was tied up, and his eyebrows were trimmed. There was a hint of arrogance in his eyes, and he seemed to be insufferably arrogant.
He glanced at the Hanging Flute Island in high spirits, raised his hand, and said, "Who will go on my behalf and ask Daoren whether he will fight or surrender?"
As soon as he said this, several fish monsters covered in scales immediately stood up, and they all volunteered to go to the island. However, none of them were willing to fall behind, and soon, they began to push and shove each other.
The young cultivator looked at the noisy crowd below, and he revealed a satisfied expression. He picked up a basket of jade beads beside him, and casually threw it at the feet of a fish monster. He pointed at it and said, "I'll choose you. Go and come back quickly."
The fish monster revealed an expression of joy, and it grabbed the bead, then turned around and dove into the water.
The young cultivator waved his hand, and two enchanting female monsters with half their clothes on came up to massage his legs and back. Just as they were enjoying themselves, an object suddenly flew over from afar, and it landed at their feet with a thud, rolling a few times before coming to a stop.
He lowered his head and saw that it was the head of the fish monster. He couldn't help but curse inwardly, and he kicked it away. He then looked at the island in front of him with a sneer, and said, "I originally wanted to let you live, but since you don't know what's good for you, I'll deal with you."
He pushed the two female monsters away, and he leaped into the air. He took out a small flag from his bosom and lightly waved it a few times. A moment later, the waves surged up violently, and for a moment, they actually rose to a height of several dozen meters. He pointed forward again, and the waves surged towards the Hanging Flute Island.
At this moment, Zhang Yan had been invited to a pagoda at the highest point of the island. Apart from the owner of this place, Wang Nanxiao, he was accompanied by a fellow daoist who had rushed over to help earlier. This person was surnamed Lu, and he was from the Zhen Luo Union of the Middle Pillar Region. His cultivation was only at the first layer of the Yuanying realm. He seemed to have heard of Zhang Yan's name, and when he learned of it, his gaze always contained a hint of fear.
At this moment, Wang Nanxiao saw the waves approaching, and he said to Daoist Lu, "Let's first exhaust that demon's magic power. When its strength is exhausted, Daoist Lu and I will deal with it together."
Daoist Lu naturally agreed.
Wang Nanxiao then turned to Zhang Yan, and he cupped his hands and said, "That demon is extremely powerful. If we can't defeat it, I'll have to ask for Daoist Lu's help."
Previously, he couldn't defeat this demon because he was a sect master, and he had too many things to worry about. He had some misgivings, and it was difficult for him to display his full strength.
But now, with a third layer cultivator by his side, and with the help of a fellow daoist, he agreed that he could fight with all his might.
Zhang Yan smiled, and said, "Since I have already promised Daoist Lu, I will naturally help out later."
Wang Nanxiao repeatedly agreed.
He originally thought that the defensive formation on the island would be able to resist for a while, but to his surprise, the ground beneath his feet started to shake, and after a while, the entire island also started to tremble lightly. He couldn't help but change his expression, and he asked in surprise, "Where did that demon get that magic treasure? Why is it so powerful?"
Zhang Yan slightly narrowed his eyes, but he could tell that the magic treasure was really ordinary. It was only used to control the power of the wind, clouds, and the sea. The problem was on the Hanging Flute Island. The defensive formation here wasn't connected to the mountains, rivers, and the earth, so the magic treasure that was used to set up the formation wasn't strong enough to resist the demon.
Elder Xu felt the ground beneath his feet shaking more and more violently, and he said with a bitter smile, "Daoist Lu, we can't continue like this. It seems like we have to act earlier."
Wang Nanxiao helplessly said, "That's the only way."
He turned his head to look at Zhang Yan, and his eyes were filled with anticipation.
Zhang Yan smiled, and he stood up, and said in a clear voice, "I will naturally go with you."
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