The heart-wrenching pain seeped into his bones.
Yang Jian had been thrown into the divine light of the Chaos Bell by Kong Xuan. He was naturally desperate and desperate. However, it told Yang Jian two things.
Firstly, the ninth person.
Yang Jian's heart trembled inexplicably at that time. He thought of the iron token with the word "nine" engraved on it. His subconscious told him that it was the "nine" that Kong Xuan had mentioned.
There must be a secret!
"You are the ninth and the last one. There should be nothing in the Primordial World that you can't do …"
What did Kong Xuan's words mean? This was left for Yang Jian to verify on his own. In his mind, one wild and imaginative hypothesis after another surfaced.
However, just as the pegasus stepped forward, Yang Jian's body began to be torn apart by the Chaos Bell's treasure light. He was like a piece of paper that was being rubbed by dozens of huge hands at the same time, wanting to knead him into a ball of flesh and blood!
"Hmph!"
Yang Jian grunted in pain but did not roar. This kind of pain was imposed externally. Compared to the pain experienced when changing blood and tempering the Profound Body, it paled in comparison.
Following the push of a few forces, he forcefully sat up cross-legged. The light yellow robe on his body emitted rays of light, but the light kept swaying under the pull of the Chaos Bell, as if it could be destroyed at any moment.
He quickly formed seals with both hands in an attempt to attract the starlight. However, there was not a single trace of light around him, much less starlight.
Without the protection of the starlight, Yang Jian could only silently activate the Xuanqi in his body. On one hand, he suppressed the eruption of the Black Turtle's Precious Blood. On the other hand, he allowed his mystic body to withstand the tearing and rubbing of the surroundings and repair the shoulder that Kong Xuan had crushed.
After stabilizing, Yang Jian looked around.
There was no light, no end, and no boundary. It was like the void.
He did not know where he was. He only knew that he had been thrown into the Chaos Bell's treasured light by Kong Xuan.
At that time, Yang Jian did not struggle in vain. Instead, he felt that if he was thrown in, he might have a chance of obtaining the phoenix blood.
He was really helpless to put himself in danger without his control.
The second thing Kong Xuan told Yang Jian was strength.
Yang Jian clenched his fists and forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart. He began to think about his situation and the way to survive.
The Xuanqi in his body was slowly being consumed. The pain could be endured, but Yang Jian was worried that after his Xuanqi was exhausted, his profound body would lose the support of Xuanqi and would not be able to withstand the tearing force.
I can't just sit and wait for death. That's not who I am.
Yang Jian tried to stand up. He found that the more he stretched his body, the more tearing force he had to endure.
After pondering for a while, Yang Jian randomly chose a direction. Although he had nowhere to borrow strength from in the void, he could use the Golden Light Escape Technique, but the distance he could escape was not long.
Not growing was better than being stuck in the same place.
Using the Golden Light Escape, Yang Jian curled up into a ball and moved in the void for a while without caring about his demeanor.
Perhaps he moved thousands of feet, or perhaps it was just a fraction of a second. There was no light in the vast void, and there was no reference. There was no way to get a result.
Yang Jian did not curse or complain. He just did the same and continuously used the Golden Light Escape Technique, choosing a direction without changing …
He didn't know how far he flew, or how much time had passed.
The Xuanqi in Yang Jian's body was almost empty. The power of the Black Turtle Precious Blood could no longer be completely suppressed. Traces of it were transformed into Xuanqi to fill the huge gap in his body.
Am I going to die here?
Yang Jian felt a little bitter in his heart. He thought about the agreement he had made at the other side of the shore that he had not fulfilled. He thought that he might never see Little Chan 'er and his mother again.
"It's just hard on Xinke. With her personality, she will definitely die alone … Oh, that's right. She has long lived an immortal life. How can she die alone?"
While talking to himself, Yang Jian still did not stop. He used the Golden Light Escape Technique and curled up into a ball, enduring the tearing and dragging force, and continued forward …
Just when he was about to lose control and the power of the Black Turtle Precious Blood in his body was about to burst out to fill the gap in his body, a faint red light finally appeared in front of him.
Yang Jian's spirit was shaken, and he immediately rushed towards that place.
The Bell of Chaos was so vast that it could contain a whole Vast Thousand Realms!
The speck of fire seemed to be right in front of him, but Yang Jian had to expend a tremendous amount of effort to get close to the fire and see what it was.
"How can this be!"
Yang Jian cried out involuntarily because he saw the divine bird of phoenix wrapped in the light.
To be precise, it was the corpse of a phoenix. It was wrapped in inextinguishable flames and looked like a lifelike statue.
This divine bird was huge and hundreds of feet long. It was not like the two small ones that were born in Yama Luo Mountain recently. Its face was serene, and its remaining aura was still domineering and fierce.
Phoenix blood!
Yang Jian immediately moved forward, but was forced back by the balls of flames.
"I have no choice but to disturb Senior's rest. If Senior has any remaining phoenix blood, please bestow it to me." Yang Jian's voice was a little tired. "If the divine weapon is completed, I will definitely repay you in the future."
This phoenix had been dead for an unknown number of years. Perhaps it had stayed in the void of the Bell of Chaos since ancient times. At this moment, it was quietly and motionlessly.
The flames around its body did not recede at all.
Yang Jian remembered the information he had received from the Dragons — phoenix blood could not be stored. It would burn everything and kill itself. It had to be taken and used on the spot.
Phoenixes could use phoenix blood to achieve Nirvana. Since this phoenix was dead, its phoenix blood must have been exhausted.
But Yang Jian had finally seen the true complete form of the divine bird phoenix. How could he be satisfied if he did not try?
After apologizing, Yang Jian took out the spearless spear, the Rainbow Gold Crystal, and the Divine Containing Iron. He first slowly extended the spearless spear over.
As soon as the spearless spear came into contact with the flames around the phoenix corpse, a strong burning sensation assaulted him. Yang Jian had no choice but to retract the spearless spear, bow to the phoenix corpse, and retreat.
There was not much Xuanqi left. Yang Jian took the initiative to absorb a portion of the power of the Black Turtle's precious blood to replenish himself.
If he lost his life, what was the point of having the power left behind for the breakthrough?
After trying a few more times, he realized that he was completely helpless against the phoenix corpse. Yang Jian felt depressed, as if he had entered a treasure mountain and returned empty-handed.
However, he did not gain nothing. He looked in the direction where the phoenix corpse was placed. In the place where the phoenix's lifeless scarlet eyes were looking, Yang Jian saw another ray of light. However, this time, it was a blue halo.
Dragon?
Not bad indeed.
Yang Jian slowly moved over and saw a huge dragon corpse. The corpse was wrapped in a water screen, and he was also helpless against it.
There was light in the place where the dragon's eyes were looking. Yang Jian moved again and saw a huge tortoise corpse. The tortoise's horns were ferocious and its body was surrounded by a light film that was like an iron wall.
Similarly, he still could not get it.
Phoenix, dragon, tortoise … Could there be a white tiger?
As expected, looking at the place where the giant tortoise's eyes were looking, he saw the corpse of the white tiger surrounded by more than a hundred tornadoes. It was the most ferocious among the four beasts.
Four Symbols?
In the Primordial World, there were four spirits of the Four Symbols suppressing the world. The Azure Dragon, the Vermilion Bird, the White Tiger, and the Black Turtle. This Vermilion Bird was the daughter of the Primordial Phoenix. The Azure Dragon was the son of the Ancestral Dragon. The origins of the White Tiger and the Black Turtle were unknown. They were all Connate mighty figures. If it was not for the calamity of the destruction of the Primordial World, they would not have appeared.
The four beasts here were not the four symbols of the Primordial World. It was more like … someone was imitating the four symbols.
Then, what was under the suppression of the four symbols?
Yang Jian's eyes shone with divine light, trying to see through the illusion. Although he did not find anything, he had already memorized the location of the four beasts.
The central area guarded by the four beasts might be his chance of survival!
Go over!
I have to go over!
Yang Jian used the Golden Light Escape and slowly moved towards the direction he had determined. The power of the black tortoise's precious blood in his body was not consumed too much. After all, there was a lot of it and it was enough for Yang Jian to squander.
After arriving at the center of the four beasts, Yang Jian hesitated for a while and moved forward in the darkness.
He used the Golden Light Escape more than a hundred times. Faintly, Yang Jian heard the sound of splashing water. Although it was weak, it made him feel refreshed.
As he continued to sink, Yang Jian grabbed the Mountain Splitting Axe and the Pointless Spear and held them by his side for self-defense.
Whoosh …
Chirp chirp —
In addition to the sound of water, Yang Jian also heard the chirping of birds and the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the dense forest.
It was as if there was a mountain forest after the darkness!
Following the sound, the closer he got, the more careful Yang Jian became.
Finally, Yang Jian touched an 'iron wall'. He used his spear to gently knock on the barrier in front of him, looking for a possible 'door'.
With a thud, Yang Jian seemed to have knocked on a wooden door with his spear.
Yang Jian suppressed the joy in his heart and slowly moved forward. He gently pushed the wooden door, but it did not move. Instead, he used Xuanqi to condense a 'round cover' on top of the wooden door and slowly pulled it open.
The gap of the door opened, and some dazzling sunlight shone in!
Yang Jian closed his eyes subconsciously, but the moment before he closed his eyes, he directly used the Divine Light in his eyes so that he could see if anyone was sneaking up on him.
He was safe and sound.
After adapting to the light outside, Yang Jian could not wait to step out. He took a breath of the moist and fresh air, and Xuanqi also flowed out of his body like a rootless spring.
He left behind an endless void and many doubts in his heart as he slowly walked forward with his weapon.
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