The East Ocean, the ends of the earth.
The scenery here was magnificent, but there was no air for ordinary living beings to breathe. When they looked up, they could see the sky full of stars. They could see the dazzling Sun Star and the cold Moon Star hanging in the sky.
The dazzling aurora spread everywhere, and the faint clouds drifted towards the void. The surface of the sea sometimes fluctuated, and sometimes it was as calm as a mirror.
The ends of the earth and the corners of the sea were originally the border of the Primordial World. However, at this time, it lacked the magnificent and beautiful scenery of the ancient times. It had become a little barren, and all kinds of vitality was restless.
If they rushed out from here, they would soon be able to enter the Chaos Ocean.
Back then, Yuding Zhenren brought Yang Jian to the world with exhausted spiritual energy and entered the Chaos Ocean nearby.
A ray of jade light came from the sky. On a reef by the sea, a figure slowly appeared. She raised her hand and caught the ray of light that was about to fly into the Chaos Ocean.
It was a transmission token.
The fog around the figure gradually dissipated. It was the unlucky Quasi-Saint of the demon race, Mei Kongmei.
It was a long story to talk about why Mei Kongmei was seriously injured.
First, she sneaked an attack on Yang Jian and was severely injured by Yang Jian's master, Yuding Zhenren. She barely escaped.
When she was healing, she happened to choose a place too close to the Three-Immortal Island. She was frightened by Qiong Xiao of the Primordial Ruthless Sisters and fled.
On the way to escape, she encountered a mysterious man who held the East Emperor Bell. Two bell rings almost destroyed her soul …
At that moment, Mei Kongmei's realm was fluctuating, and she could fall from the Quasi-Saint realm at any time. On the other hand, the reason she was able to obtain the fortune she had today was all because of the fateful encounter she had all those years ago. She had obtained Goddess Nuwa's guidance.
If her realm fell, she might not be able to step into the Quasi-Saint realm for the rest of her life …
Holding the jade token in her hand, Mei Kongmei gradually frowned. Then, she could not suppress the anger on her beautiful face.
"Patriarch, Nine Lions greet you.
The Perfected Lord of the Celestial Court and the disciple of the Jade Void Palace, Yang Jian, broke into the gathering of demons and killed nearly a hundred demon kings of my race. A commander at the border of the South Continent exploded his demon soul but did not hurt him at all.
Now that the clans are in chaos, many elders who have been living in seclusion have come out to seek revenge on Yang Jian. We don't dare to act rashly and hope that the Patriarch can make a decision … "
With a light snap, Mei Kongmei crushed the jade talisman in her hand, her complexion ashen.
"Yang Jian!"
Mei Kongmei squeezed this name out of her clenched teeth, but her anger gradually turned into helplessness. In the end, she could only smile bitterly.
What could she do to Yang Jian now?
Putting everything else aside, Yuding Zhenren's terrifying strength had left a deep impression on Mei Kongmei. This was also where her original plan had gone wrong.
Who would have thought that Yuding Zhenren, who kept a low profile, could reach such a level of strength! What made Mei Kongmei most depressed was that very few people in the Primordial World mentioned Yuding's strength.
If the demons wanted to deal with Yang Jian, they would definitely provoke Yuding. At that moment, there were not many patriarchs in the demon race. There was no one who could withstand Yuding Zhenren.
It was no longer the ancient times. The peerless mighty figures of the demon race had long disappeared …
"What should I do? If I let it go just like that, I'm afraid the demon race will eventually fall in the hands of that thief, Yang Jian. "
Mei Kongmei sat there and pondered quietly. In the end, her gaze turned to a woman who Yuding Zhenren could not deal with and who no one dared to say anything about killing Yang Jian.
The Saint, Nuwa.
However, Nuwa was the Saint. She was immortal and knew everything. How could she make Goddess Nuwa attack in anger and kill Yang Jian?
Mei Kongmei thought along that line of thought.
She was quite bold, and could be considered to have some intelligence and boldness. Gradually, a smile appeared on Mei Kongmei's lips …
The demons had a hidden race. It was said that they were the descendants of Saint Nuwa and her brother, Fuxi. They were protected by Goddess Nuwa in a secret place and were not connected to the outside world.
However, coincidentally, Mei Kongmei knew where the Naga Race was. The Naga Race was not derived from Nuwa and Fuxi. Instead, it was an ancient race that had existed for a long time. It was the background and origin of Goddess Nuwa and Human Emperor Fuxi.
The reason why Mei Kongmei could obtain Nuwa's favor was because she had accidentally entered that secret place and had this faint connection.
"Hmph, even if the Goddess pursues the matter later, I'll just have to pay with my life …"
Mei Kongmei bit her lower lip. No one could appreciate the forlorn and resolute expression on her face.
"Mei 'er, the demons only have this last breath left. I can't see when this breath will end, but I hope that you won't see it …"
Mei Kongmei slowly closed her eyes and hid in the violent Primordial Energy again, quietly recuperating from her injuries.
That secret place was hidden in the Chaotic Sea, and there were many dangers around it. Her injuries were too severe at the moment, so she could not go there casually.
However, as long as her cultivation recovered by 20% to 30%, she would be safe.
If she was concerned about the demons, why didn't she send a message to the demons not to act rashly?
Mei Kongmei knew that the old bones of the demons were more excited than anyone else when they encountered such a thing. However, it was even more difficult to get them to take risks than to resurrect the two Demon Emperors.
Other than a few members of the royal family of the ancient Demon Court who were considerate of the demons, the demons were only a few rotten zombies.
"Sigh …"
Mei Kongmei sighed softly. Although she had already made up her mind to perish together with Yang Jian, she still could not feel happy at all.
Today, Yang Jian had appeared and made things difficult for the demons. Tomorrow, Wang Jian would jump out and go against the demons.
The demons had already fallen, but the great demons of the demon race were still living a befuddled life. In this vast primordial world, where should the demons go?
Mei Kongmei did not know, and the elders of the demon race did not know.
However, Yang Jian had a vague answer …
After the Journey to the West, it was difficult to find great demons.
…
Yang Jian did not head directly to the North Continent. Instead, he returned the way he came and found traces of his mother and sister. He secretly escorted them back to the Jade Spring Mountain before sneaking north.
The reason why he protected them secretly was that he was afraid that he would attract the revenge of the mighty figures of the demon race and implicate his mother and Little Chan.
Secondly, he was afraid that his mother would ask where he was going and worry about him.
Yang Jian only wanted to sneak into the Xuan Yuan Tomb to explore and see if he could find some opportunities. He could also kill a vixen at the same time.
One of the three demons of the Xuan Yuan Tomb was already dead. Of course, the infamous vixen was still around. The death of the lute spirit actually did not affect the "script" of the God Conferment.
Although Yang Jian did not need to find an excuse to "eliminate demons", he also needed an opportunity.
The Heavenly Dao monitored the world. Since Yang Jian, the person who had become a god, had long been protected by destiny, the three demons of the Xuan Yuan Tomb should have their own fortunes.
For example, if he did not have the Divine Eye that had yet to be born, it would be difficult for him to get rid of the jade lute spirit.
Why? This could actually be considered the protection of the Heavenly Dao.
The Heavenly Dao was heartless. Therefore, regardless of whether it was right or wrong, it only deduced the Great Tribulation. It only cared about settling the merit and negative karma.
The Tribulation Clouds in the South Continent had already appeared. The Heavenly Dao had already completed the arrangements for the Great Tribulation. However, because the heavenly secrets were chaotic, no one except the Saints knew what would happen.
If the three demons of the Xuan Yuan Tomb were destined to be used by the Heavenly Dao, confuse Di Xin, and ruin the prosperity of the Shang Dynasty, the three demons of the Xuan Yuan Tomb would have their own life-saving methods, especially Daji …
Therefore, Yang Jian could not reveal too much of a motive when it came to any actions that affected the script that the Heavenly Dao had set.
It was really "endless joy" to go against the Heavenly Dao. He would not even know how he died.
Yang Jian wanted to appear very "pure" when he headed to the Xuan Yuan Tomb this time. He wanted to go to the Xuan Yuan Tomb to search for treasures. He did not "know" Daji.
He traveled thousands of kilometers and hid in the clouds.
As he approached the North Continent, Yang Jian was surprised to discover that there were many demons and Daira in front of him. They seemed to have entered the North Continent.
Are they going to cause trouble for Wu people?
Yang Jian thought of the shocking strength of the Maguspriest and was not worried.
At the mention of Wu people, he had forgotten to bring the twelve commanders back to take a look. However, Yang Jian planned to bring the twelve commanders back when the three years were up. He wanted them to be as strong as possible so that Wu people would be more at ease.
"Could it be to ambush me?"
Yang Jian recalled that when he interrogated the pipa spirit, he did not set up an array formation around him to conceal himself. It was actually reasonable for these demons to guess that he was going to the Xuan Yuan Tomb.
"On the contrary, they can lead the way for me. I happen to know where the Xuan Yuan Tomb is."
Yang Jian smiled in his heart and was about to leap into the North Continent. However, a call entered Yang Jian's ears, causing Yang Jian to be slightly stunned.
"Fellow Daoist, take care. Can you come to the mountain pavilion for a chat?"
The voice was clear, upright, elegant, and easy-going. However, upon closer inspection, it seemed to be lacking in Qi …
Yang Jian had never heard this voice before, but the thought of going over to have a chat arose in his heart. He thought it was strange. Yang Jian stood in the air and secretly became vigilant.
Indeed, the voice that was lacking in Qi, cough, the recently exuberant Qi and damaged kidney energy was heard again.
"Don't be afraid, I'm a cultivator of the Fire Cloud Cave."
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