The Golden Crow was a Connate lifeform. It was a divine bird born on the Sun after the creation of the world. Its nest was in the Fusang tree.
In the beginning, there were only three Golden Crows — East Emperor Taiyi, Di Jun, and Xi He.
Later on, they gave birth to ten Golden Crows. After Di Jun and Taiyi unified the Primordial World and established the Demon Court, the ten Golden Crows naturally became princes. After that, there was a well-known classic story — Hou Yi shot the sun. Nine Golden Crows died, and only the Tenth Prince survived.
The Demon Court was destroyed, and the Demon Emperor Zu Wu died in battle. The Primordial World stepped on endless bones and sang a story that would last for thousands of years. It turned another page.
Now, there were only a few clansmen of the Golden Crow race. Perhaps only the Tenth Prince of the Demon Court was still alive.
Yang Jian jumped to the roof early and sat there to wait for the sunrise.
If not for the "huge fireball", the Dawnless Realm would only be dark. According to the history of the Dawnless Realm, it was probably recorded at the end of the Primordial World.
Could it be that the mysterious mighty figure who controls the Chaos Bell has secretly brought some humans over to set up the Dawnless Realm?
Yang Jian thought of the "Four Symbols" he had seen before he came to the Dawnless Realm. It seemed to be an inexplicable array formation formed with the corpses of four strange beasts.
The Dawnless Realm in the Chaos Bell did not cultivate the essence soul, but martial arts.
How many things were hidden inside? How many arrangements were there? Yang Jian did not know anything. He was like a fish that only knew how to move forward bravely. He wanted to find his opportunity in the thick fog.
The opportunity to live with his friends and family.
"Lu Ya." Yang Jian muttered the name and carefully thought about the rumors about Lu Ya.
Lu Ya was also related to the God Conferment. The person who used the Immortal-Slaying Flying Saber to kill Zhao Gongming and provoked the Three Xiao Immortals to set up the Nine-Turn Yellow River Array was this mysterious Daoist priest.
Some people said that Daoist Lu Ya was a living being that existed before the Connate world. His opening line, "Lu Ya came first, and then the heavens", had confused countless people.
Some people also said that Lu Ya was the Tenth Prince who disappeared when the Ancient Demon Court was destroyed. He was the only surviving Golden Crow in the world and could freely enter and exit the extremely hot Sun Star …
"When the Bell of Chaos fell into the hands of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, it was called the Eastern Emperor Bell. Now that I'm dead, has this treasure become a family heirloom?"
Yang Jian slapped his forehead as if he had discovered a shocking secret. Following this train of thought, everything seemed to make sense.
However, Yang Jian could not be sure if the Tenth Prince was Lu Ya and what Daoist Lu Ya's background was like.
He would only be able to find out everything after he met the Bell of Chaos Master.
Moreover, it was very likely that the day Yang Jian met the Bell of Chaos Lord would be the day his life came to an end.
Three-pointed, double-edged spear ah, three-pointed, double-edged spear, for you, I may have to pay with my life.
Yang Jian held the spear and carefully wiped it. His gaze was very gentle, as if he was looking at his future wife …
Deep down, he was a martial arts fanatic.
When the eastern sky turned white, Yang Jian stood up and hesitated for a moment. In the end, he used the Seventy-two Transformations and transformed into a Cloud Piercing Swallow that he had seen in the Dawnless Realm. He flew towards the east.
He passed through the clouds and the sea, rushing tens of thousands of kilometers. By the time the huge fireball was angry, he had already arrived at the eastern border of the Dawnless Realm.
Rocks were piled up, and the seawater formed a tall water wall. A huge burning fireball hung in the sky. There was a blurry fog as far as the eye could see. It was the water vapor that was produced when the fireball rose.
Yang Jian was not in a hurry to check the fireball. Anyway, it would be hanging in the sky for the entire day. He found the edge of the Dawnless Realm and flew out.
The further he flew, the thinner the air became. The wind, fire, water, and earth were difficult to stabilize. Many areas were in disorder.
Yang Jian constantly looked up to size up the position of the huge fireball. Gradually, he deduced the position where the huge fireball had risen in the east and chased after it.
His combat strength was comparable to Daira Jinxian of the Essence Soul Dao, but his mystic arts realm was not high. He could not travel in the Chaos without getting lost. In this void that was close to the state of Chaos, he gradually found it difficult.
"If I encounter danger, I can retreat. There's no need to throw my life away."
Yang Jian muttered in his heart. The Cloud Piercing Swallow that he had transformed into flew even slower.
He seemed to have reached the end. A sea of lightning raged. The lightning was like a curtain that covered the true edge of the Dawnless Realm.
Yang Jian returned to his true form and felt the tyranny of the lightning. It seemed that its might was not inferior to the Heavenly Dao's Heavenly Wrath Lightning.
"Eh?"
Through the curtain of lightning, Yang Jian suddenly caught a glimpse of an image.
It was a huge Azure Dragon. It spread its body and floated in the endless void. Its body emitted a bright light, as though it was waiting to guide the "troubled" person through the sea of lightning.
Yang Jian could tell at a glance that he had seen this Azure Dragon before! Wasn't this the Eastern Dragon, one of the Four Symbols that he saw before entering the Dawnless Realm?!
"What's going on? It wasn't this huge when I saw it. And from here, this dragon looks like it's alive! "
The hair on the back of Yang Jian's hand stood up. He grabbed the three-pointed, double-edged spear and slowly approached the sea of lightning.
Without activating his Divine Eye, Yang Jian saw a huge "well" in the sea of lightning. The mouth of the well was square and about five kilometers long. It floated in the sea of lightning.
Could this well be where the huge fireball in the sky had risen from?
Yang Jian originally wanted to take a look, but he was afraid that he would alarm an undefeatable enemy in the sea of lightning. Therefore, he temporarily retreated and flew towards the huge fireball in the sky.
When he flew high up in the sky, the sky turned green, and the top of his head was dark. The big fireball was no longer the round sun on the ground. Its ferociousness and the flames around it could be clearly seen.
When he was about 50 kilometers away from the fireball that acted as the Dawnless Realm's sun, Yang Jian felt a rolling heat wave. The Cloud Piercing Swallow's feathers were about to be ignited.
Yang Jian returned to his human form and relied on his Mystic Body to withstand the oppressive heat as he rapidly flew towards the huge fireball.
If I don't fly quickly, I have to fly slowly? Isn't that asking for trouble?
When he was 80 kilometers away, Yang Jian's body was already covered in sweat. Even the Essence Soul tree had become a little dispirited.
The huge fireball itself was mystical enough. Although it was far inferior to the Sun, it could provide the Dawnless Realm with endless light and heat. It was already powerful enough.
At 25 kilometers, Yang Jian felt that his hair was about to be ignited. At 15 kilometers, Yang Jian's robe was already drenched in sweat.
At 10 kilometers, Yang Jian had no choice but to set up the Xuan Gang around him to form a circle to resist the rolling heat waves.
When the huge fireball approached, there were streams of fire flying in the sky from a distance of three to four kilometers. Yang Jian hid in the Xuan Gang's barrier and felt suffocated. He felt that his Essence Soul tree was about to be ignited.
He looked at the huge fireball as his eyes emitted a divine glow. Through the layers of flames, he saw a magnificent flaming palace.
The palace seemed to be burning, but it also looked like it was condensed from flames. It was majestic and extraordinary.
Whether he should enter to investigate became a question that Yang Jian had to consider.
He still entered.
For the slim chance of survival, for the sake of leaving the universe in the Bell of Chaos as soon as possible.
Holding the three-pointed, double-edged spear, Yang Jian took a deep breath and suddenly brandished his Divine Armament. He slashed out a crescent-shaped azure arc of light and leaped up, chasing after the arc of light.
The arc of light broke through a wall of fire. Before the layers of flames closed, Yang Jian's figure had already rushed in.
The closer he was to the main body of the huge fireball, the more powerful the firepower. When he rushed to the outermost layer of the huge fireball, Yang Jian seemed to have touched his limits. It was as if his Mystic Body would not be able to withstand it if he went any closer.
"Hmph!"
Yang Jian snorted softly. His eyes were filled with fighting spirit. The Mystic Beads in his body trembled, and waves of Xuanqi wrapped around Yang Jian's body, isolating most of the heat.
Charge forward!
This place was much "gentler" than the sea of lightning. Yang Jian had to check out these two places and the "Western Sinking Ground". He would enter the palace in the fireball to take a look before thinking about anything else.
The three-pointed, double-edged spear waved three times, and three rows of Xuan Gang shot out, breaking through the layers of heat.
Yang Jian's figure followed closely behind. When the three resplendent rays of light broke through the outermost layer of the huge fireball, he also forcefully charged in.
As soon as he entered, Yang Jian felt the heat around his body decrease greatly. However, he was met with waves of green flames, and his heart was filled with alarm …
When Yang Jian finally stood in front of the entrance of the palace after going through all the hardships, he could not help but let out a long breath. His entire body was drenched in sweat, and his image was almost ruined by the sweat.
However, it was no longer unbearably hot here. The flames seemed to have shed their violent clothes and became obedient and orderly.
This palace was not built with flames. It was a stone palace that seemed to have been built for a long time. It was simple in shape, but it was magnificent. The bluestone base also revealed a sense of heaviness.
Wisps of the "Sun True Essence" that had made Yang Jian suffer so much just now floated out of the stone palace like colorful smoke. After flying for a thousand feet around the stone palace, it turned into a colorful sea of fire.
If there were ten Great Daos of Fire, this place definitely covered five, or even six or seven.
The light yellow robe and the Black Tortoise Belt were undamaged, but two strands of Yang Jian's hair were missing. They were cut off directly after being burned.
After tidying up his clothes and putting away the three-pointed, double-edged spear, Yang Jian first shouted towards the palace, "May I know which senior is living here? Please forgive me for being presumptuous. I don't have any evil intentions. I'm only here to search for my own vitality."
After shouting three times, the palace echoed slowly, and there was no response.
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