"When I left the Primordial World, it was in the ancient times. I did not want to see the human race being bullied by the demons, so I hid timidly."
The old manager's eyes were filled with memories, but they quickly faded.
The old man continued, "At that time, the four Spirit Worlds had just set out. They were all Chaos living beings who wanted to attack the Xuandu City but failed miserably. These defeated soldiers gradually gathered together, but the Dao Sect in the Xuandu City did not take half a step out of the Xuandu City."
"Over the years, countless cultivators from the Four Spirit Worlds gradually gathered. Sometimes, the Chaos Spirits would merge into this place. In a corner of the Chaos Sea, they gradually became mature."
"Originally, the cultivators of the Primordial World could enter the periphery of the Xuandu City to search for treasures. Ah … "
"However, in the past few Yuanhui, the Chaos Spirits of the Four Spirit Worlds have colluded with the cultivators of the Primordial World. They intend to attack the Xuandu City from the inside and outside. Therefore, the Dao Sect has completely sealed the Xuandu City."
"The cultivators of the Primordial World are not allowed to enter."
Yang Jian and Ao Xinke looked at each other. Ao Xinke was naturally worried.
The Great Daoist Master Xuan Du had indeed found a "place for a long battle" for Yang Jian. From the looks of it, the Four Spirit Worlds clearly did not want Yang Jian to have a chance to slack off.
Of course, whether they guarded the door or not depended on whether Yang Jian could find the remaining twelve Sea-Calming Divine Pearls.
The old man let out a long sigh and said in a low voice, "The people from the Dao Sect guarding the Xuandu City usually do not kill the innocent. It's fine for you to go over and try your luck."
Yang Jian asked, "Has the Four Spirit Worlds attacked the Xuandu City recently?"
"That's right. The experts of the Four Spirit Worlds have all appeared. It seems that a big shot in the Xuandu City has left the city. They are going all out again."
Yang Jian pondered for a while. "Senior, how many Daira are there in the Four Spirit Worlds?"
"There are quite a few Daira, and there are also quite a few who obey the orders of the Four Spirit Masters." The old man saw that Yang Jian was frowning in thought, and thought that Yang Jian was shocked by the gathering of Daira Jinxian here. He chuckled.
The old man smiled and said, "The Chaos is boundless, and most of the living beings in the Chaos have innate divine abilities. If there are ten thousand Chaos Spirits, the number of Daira Jinxian has to be at least several tens of thousands. And this is just a low estimate. Perhaps, the number of Daira Jinxian in the entire Chaos is several times, even hundreds of times."
"Therefore, there are at least thousands of Daira Jinxian in the Four Spirit Realms who listen to the Four Spirit Masters."
Thousands …
Was there such a number of Daira Jinxian in the Center Continent?
There should be three thousand worlds, or even more than that. Moreover, the true deterrent of the Primordial World was actually the mighty figures who were "clustered together".
Moreover, in this era, there were only six Saints of the Primordial World.
The old shopkeeper sighed and said, "Compared to the cultivators of the Primordial World, the Chaos Spirits have a huge advantage. They don't have to wait for the Daira realm. Heaven Immortals and True Immortals can survive in the Chaos. Daira is actually a combat power that the Four Spirit Masters have to pay attention to. "
Yang Jian asked, "Senior, do you know how many troops the Four Spirit Masters have sent this time?"
"Do you think that you should help Xuandu because you are a Primordial World cultivator?" The old shopkeeper's expression was solemn as he said in a low voice, "Young man, you must not have such thoughts. This is a matter of losing your life!"
Yang Jian nodded slowly with a serious expression. "I do have some thoughts, but Senior, you don't have to worry. I cherish my life very much."
The old shopkeeper looked at Yang Jian a few more times. Finally, he sighed softly and said in a low voice, "In order to dispel your thoughts, I will tell you everything I know about the Four Spirit Realms."
"Thank you, Senior!" Yang Jian was shocked and took out the third bottle of pills from his sleeve.
The bottle of pills was the Vitality Enhancement Pill that Yuding Zhenren had refined. It could treat the hidden illness in the old Daoist priest's body.
Yang Jian felt that this small gift was worth a lot of money.
The Four Spirit Realms outside Xuandu City, the Four Spirit Masters of the Black Rain, Fog, and Death.
There were more than 20 powerful Chaos Spirit Clans in the Four Spirit Realms alone. There were more than 20 quasi-sage experts in the Four Spirit Realms. The cultivators of the Primordial World were now on the same side as the Four Spirit Realms. Every time the Four Spirit Realms invaded the Xuandu City, there would be many quasi-sages from the Primordial World who would secretly attack.
In fact, there were more than ten mighty figures of the Primordial World who had become guests of the Four Spirit Realms. They advised the Four Spirit Masters and fought in the Xuandu City.
Yang Jian did not feel too angry when he heard that. In fact, he did not even feel anything.
The Xuandu City was not built by the Dao Sect. The Dao Sect had only occupied the Xuandu City. The various forces coveted the Xuandu City and wanted to fight for it. There was no right or wrong.
They just had different standpoints.
In fact, from a certain point of view, the Dao Sect's act of forcefully occupying was a little overbearing.
However, as a member of the Dao Sect, Yang Jian naturally had to think for the Dao Sect. He had already begun to think about whether he should cause some trouble in the Four Spirit Realms and rescue them by besieging them. He wanted to give Uncle-Master Xuan Du a generous gift.
However, when Yang Jian scanned the Immortal Islands of the Spirit Fog Realm with his Divine Senses, he realized that it was just as the old shopkeeper had said. Most of them were people of the Chaos Spirit Clan. They were all old, weak, women, and children. There were even many living beings of the Chaos Spirit Clan who were weak.
It would be fine if they only looked similar to humans. The problem was that Yang Jian did not see much difference between these living beings of the Chaos Spirit Clan and the human race of the Primordial World.
The same struggle, the same Dao, the same survival.
"Husband, do you feel sorry for them?"
"It's not that I can't bear to. We're just spectators now." Yang Jian retracted his gaze from a young girl who was meditating by the side of the road. He placed his hands behind his back and looked at the path ahead. Just as he was about to bring Ao Xinke to the Xuandu City to help, he suddenly heard a bell ring.
Bang …
As the bell rang, the island at the edge of the island immediately became lively. Many figures flew into the sky and stood densely on more than ten floors.
Ao Xinke blinked. "What's going on?"
"Who cares about them? They're going to join in the fun," Yang Jian said with a smile and pulled Ao Xinke into the sky.
Just as he stood in the corner, Yang Jian accidentally sensed a few wisps of demonic aura in the sky. He followed the demonic aura and immediately saw more than ten demons, Daira, gathered there. All of them were sending voice transmissions.
"Xinke, look over there."
"Demons?"
Yang Jian smiled and nodded. He seemed to have an idea.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The bell rang again, hurriedly ringing thrice. The great formations in the Spirit Fog World emitted faint light spots. These light spots quickly gathered and condensed into a one-thousand-feet-tall figure in the sky above the dozens of immortal islands.
Ao Xinke could not help but sigh softly. "What a beautiful woman. She's actually a member of the Chaos race …"
Yang Jian coughed. Should it be more appropriate for him to say that …
The 1,000-feet-tall figure was a slender alien woman. There were two pairs of thin transparent wings on her back that circulated with seven-colored light.
Her long blue hair was slightly curled, and her skin was like white jade, emitting an alluring glow.
Her face had a charm that was different from that of the human women of the Primordial World. Compared to Ao Xinke, the alien woman's forehead was smaller, and her eye sockets were slightly sunken. Her nose bridge was high, her lips were slightly thin, and her ears were small and cute …
Although she was an alien, anyone from the human race would think that she was a stunning beauty.
In fact, the perfection of the alien woman's Dao Body was even above that of the human race.
The bell stopped ringing. She spoke softly in a language that Yang Jian could not understand, but her tone was gentle and had a magical power that made people willingly kneel in front of her jade-like feet.
Ao Xinke sent a voice transmission, "Husband, she is the Spirit Lord of the Fog."
Yang Jian nodded and looked at the thin gauze dress that the Spirit Lord of the Fog was wearing, which only covered her key parts. He smiled and said, "You're really looking at flowers through the fog. You're not generous at all."
"Husband, you actually like to dress like this." Ao Xinke pouted. "I'll make a few clothes like this someday."
Yang Jian smiled and held her slender hand. He sighed and said, "Let's think of a way to know what she's talking about."
"Ahem!"
Suddenly, a dry cough sounded behind him. Yang Jian turned his head and looked. It was crowded here, so he did not notice that there was a Chaos race member that looked like an ox demon standing behind him.
The ox demon squeezed an ugly smile. "Are the two of you human cultivators from the Primordial World?"
Yang Jian smiled and said, "I can't hide my background from anyone."
"Lord, you must be joking. The difference between the Primordial World race and the Spirit race is too obvious." The ox demon pointed at his chest. A glint flashed across Yang Jian's eyes. He saw a stone the size of a fingernail on the ox demon's chest.
That was the foundation of the Spirit race's cultivation. It had similar functions to the stones in the bodies of the Chaos Beasts.
"Lords, please use this talisman. As long as you wear it, you can talk to us without any obstacles."
Yang Jian reached out and took the talisman that the person handed over and handed it to Ao Xinke. The latter checked it carefully before handing a talisman to Yang Jian.
The two of them activated the talismans. Suddenly, they could understand what the gentle female voice that lingered in their ears was saying.
She was actually recruiting troops.
There was already hope of breaking through the Xuandu City. However, the Spirit Race's army had suffered huge losses. They needed a portion of the warriors from the various races to form reinforcements.
Moreover, the projection of the Spirit Lord of the Fog had also promised many benefits. He wanted the Primordial World cultivators of the Fog Spirit World to help the Four Spirit Worlds and share the legacy of the Xuandu City …
Ao Xinke said, "The Dao of talismans of the Spirit race is not without merit."
"This was left behind by a mighty figure of the Primordial World a long time ago. It was not created by the Spirit race." The ox demon smiled and replied, "That's not all. Actually, many of the Spirit race were enlightened by the mighty figures of the Primordial World. They gradually grew stronger …"
The ox demon was very talkative. According to the ox demon, the mighty figures of the Primordial World had taught them how to dress. Many mighty figures had even left Dao heritage for the Spirit race …
Then, the alien looked at the two of them and said respectfully, "To be honest, I'm an official under the Spirit Lord. I want to invite the two of you to join the army. With the strength of the two of you in the Daira realm, you will definitely be able to make outstanding contributions in this battle. When the Xuandu City is destroyed, you will naturally be able to obtain many treasures. "
Yang Jian and Ao Xinke looked at each other. Both of them were very calm, but they both had strange expressions.
The ox demon saw their expressions and continued to bewitch them. "Moreover, it's different this time. The array formation of the Xuandu City can't hold on for long. We will definitely succeed!"
It can't hold on for long?
Yang Jian frowned in his heart, but the eagerness on his face grew stronger.
"Husband," Ao Xinke said hesitantly, "After all, he's from the Spirit race …"
"Actually, the Spirit race is no different from us. We're just cultivators." Yang Jian pondered for a while and looked up at the projection of the Spirit Lord of the Fog. "Let's go and help!"
The ox demon was overjoyed. He bowed and said, "Lords, please come this way. There are already more than ten lords waiting there."
He was pointing in the direction of the dozen or so Daemon Grand Luo.
Yang Jian raised his eyebrows. He was a little unsure if the demons Daira had long left the Primordial World or had just left the Primordial World in recent years. He was too famous in the Primordial World. Perhaps …
However, the dozen or so demons only looked at them. A few of them snorted coldly with unfriendly expressions. Two of them even had undisguised killing intent in their eyes.
Yang Jian and Ao Xinke looked at each other as if they could see the smile in each other's hearts.
These days, it was rare to see simple living beings who worked so hard to invite the two fiendish gods back home …
To think that he could cultivate to the Golden Immortal realm in the Chaos …
The ox demon bowed and said, "Everyone, please wait a moment. I'll go and summon the battle ark now."
After saying that, he flew away happily. This time, he had really made a huge contribution. He had actually invited 16 experts of the Primordial World!
With such a credit, he would probably have a chance to meet the Spirit Lord!
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