Yang Jian dug a pit under the city wall of the Xuandu City and buried the immortal bodies one by one. It could be considered as leaving some face for the Quasi-Saint experts.
Yang Jian could sense the abnormal spiritual energy in the six Spirit Cores that shone with various spiritual lights. However, he did not have the means to make full use of the Spirit Cores. He could only put them away temporarily.
Compared to the Spirit Cores left behind by Chaos Beasts of the same strength, the Spirit Cores left behind by Chaos living beings that were close to a human Dao Body were purer. The spiritual energy contained in them was not mottled and seemed to be easier to use.
Are there Chaos Spirits who rely on devouring these Spirit Cores to cultivate?
Yang Jian could not help but recall seeing the Kun Peng lure and kill a Quasi-Saint. It seemed to have taken the path of devouring others and strengthening itself.
The Spirit Cores left behind by experts of such Chaos living beings should be of great use.
He classified the seven Quasi-Saints' assets and placed them in the same place as the Dao Scriptures given by the Saint for future use.
Yang Jian could not help but sigh at the "wealth" of the Primordial World cultivators. Just the accumulation of the Quasi-Saint from the Primordial World was several times more than the other six Quasi-Saint Chaos living beings.
"Cultivation in the Chaos Sea is really bitter."
Yang Jian shook his head and sighed. He looked at the Creation Array Formations that were slowly disappearing and flew into Xuandu City.
The Spirits outside had already retreated. The outermost array formation had slowly closed. It was time to go to the Saint's Tomb to find the whereabouts of the remaining twelve Sea-Calming Divine Pearls.
However, when Yang Jian entered Xuandu City, he did not see his Eldest Uncle-Master. He did not shout. Instead, he found a place to cultivate for a while and waited for Xuan Du to take the initiative to look for him.
Although the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du was often unreliable, he should not have forgotten about this matter. After all, they had a bet.
If he gathered the thirty-six Sea-Calming Divine Pearls, Yang Jian would have to guard the city for the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du for ten thousand years. He would also have to use the time in Xuandu City to unify enough Chaos Spirits and create a barrier for the Primordial World.
If he could not find the remaining twelve Sea-Calming Divine Pearls, the agreement to guard the city would be invalid. Yang Jian would have to go to the Chaos Sea to subdue the Chaos Spirits.
It was a gentleman's agreement to guard the city. It was the order of the Saint to subdue the Spirits.
"Sea-Calming Divine Pearl …"
Yang Jian looked at himself, the profound beads in his body were all shining, and among them, twenty-four profound beads were embedded in the Sea Calming Divine Pearl, forming an incomplete formation.
This great formation was born out of the formation diagram of the Overturn Oceans Formation. Even though it was incomplete, it could still forcefully summon an absolute power.
Although this power could injure the enemy, it could also injure the user. It was a trump card that Yang Jian could not use until the final moment of his life.
If the thirty-six Sea Calming Divine Pearls were complete and matched with the Overturn Oceans Formation to envelop the thirty-six Profound Pearls in Yang Jian's body, its power would definitely far exceed Yang Jian's expectations.
This was a Sage Artifact from the Grand Essence Era, and it had been passed down until now and carried countless legends …
How much could Yang Jian gain from this?
He did not know either, but it would definitely not be less than the increase that he had obtained from the legacy of the Black Tortoise …
"My husband's state of mind is unstable. Are you going to search for the pearl?"
Ao Xinke's gentle voice sounded beside his ear. Yang Jian snapped back to his senses, opened his eyes, and carried her out of the Black Tortoise Belt.
Xuan Du still did not appear.
"The army outside has retreated. It's time to search for the whereabouts of the pearl." Yang Jian looked at Ao Xinke. "Wait for me here later. I have Uncle-Master to take care of me. Nothing will go wrong."
Although Ao Xinke was unwilling, she could only nod slightly and give Yang Jian many instructions.
None of them knew what the situation in Saint's Tomb was like, but at least with the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du taking care of them, there was naturally no need to worry too much.
Naturally, the sun, moon, and stars could not be seen in Xuandu City. However, with the cultivation level of Yang Jian and Ao Xinke, they naturally knew the changes in time.
After another three to five days, Yang Jian still did not see Uncle-Master Xuan Du appear. He felt that he was ready and his mystic body had reached its peak state. He could not continue to wait like this.
"Uncle-Master! When can we go treasure hunting? "
"Are you ready? Haha … "
Xuan Du yawned and floated over from afar. He was still complaining, "I thought I would give you some time to have a good time with your wife. After all, I don't know if you can come back in one piece."
Ao Xinke could not help but feel a little worried and pulled Yang Jian's arm worriedly.
Yang Jian patted the back of her hand. "It's okay. Uncle-Master always likes to joke."
"I'm not joking with you. That place is really not a good place to go." Xuan Du curled his lips and whispered, "The guy who went in some time ago has disappeared."
Yang Jian was trying to calm Ao Xinke down through voice transmission and did not care about Xuan Du's whisper.
Even though Ao Xinke was reluctant to leave, she could only watch Yang Jian and the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du fly to the few broken walls in the deepest part of Xuandu City.
She could only cultivate there and wait for Yang Jian's return. Although she had the cultivation of a Sage-to-be, according to Xuan Du's words, she had less than a ten percent chance of returning safely from Saint's Tomb.
Yang Jian had the Eight Nine Mysteries to protect his body. As long as he did not enter a dangerous situation, he would most likely not die.
The two of them did not fly fast, so Xuan Du intentionally gave a few more words to Yang Jian.
"Saint's Tomb is actually just a name we came up with. It's actually a small world where some saints from the Tai Su Era are buried. However, it is said that saints before Tai Su are also buried there …"
"I see." Yang Jian nodded. "I've been thinking about something for the past few days."
"What is it?"
"Saints are known to be immortal. Why does Saint's Tomb exist?"
"How did Qianhong die?" Xuan Du asked and smiled. "The immortality of saints is due to their strength above the Dao Law. All methods within the Dao Law can't kill them. However, above the Dao Law, there is Dao. Between order and disorder, within existence and nothingness, there are ways to destroy saints. "
Yang Jian listened with a dumbfounded face and carefully remembered Xuan Du's words in his heart.
Above the Dao Law …
"After entering, don't feel strange no matter how strange the situation is. If you encounter someone calling your name, don't answer."
Xuan Du's tone was a little ethereal, which was a little scary.
Xuan Du whispered, "It is said that there are living dead and immortal souls of saints. The soul remnant that I used to identify Qianhong was found in there."
"Especially your Mysterious Body. You're so strong even though your realm is not perfected. Most of the saints buried in there are Primordial Spirit Realm saints. Maybe they have the ability to possess."
"Remember, if they call you, don't answer."
Xuan Du said mysteriously. Yang Jian had goosebumps all over his body. It was rare for him to feel his heart in his throat.
"Uncle-Master, how should I find the pearl?"
"This is your own opportunity." Xuan Du smiled mysteriously and slowly stopped. The two of them had already arrived in front of the dilapidated temple.
Xuan Du pointed ahead and said, "Do you lack courage?"
"Of course not."
Yang Jian held his head high and puffed out his chest. He grabbed the three pointed, double-edged spear and was about to move forward when Xuan Du grabbed his collar and pulled him back.
"Why are you holding the spear?"
Yang Jian was puzzled. "Of course to guard against the dangers inside."
Xuan Du scolded, "If you go in so fiercely, those remnant souls who think that you're here to worship might attack you! We're here to search for treasures. If we see a grave, we'll pay our respects. If we see a wandering soul, we'll make way. There's no need to fight. "
Yang Jian asked, "What if the pearl I'm looking for is taken by a wandering soul?"
"That's a different matter."
Nodding, Yang Jian put away his spear. He took off his Ao Xuehan and changed into a black robe.
Xuan Du pushed him. "Go in."
Yang Jian took two steps forward. The universe in front of him suddenly distorted. When his step landed, it was as if he had stepped through countless years and arrived at the other side of a cultivator.
Beneath his feet, there was green grass.
Yang Jian turned his head to take a look, but he could only see a half-transparent wall with distorted light and shadow. Xuan Du stood outside the wall with his hands behind his back, encouraging him with his eyes.
Hmm!?
"Aunt-Master, aren't you coming in?"
Xuan Du smiled and said, "Of course, I have to wait for you here, in case you lose your way and get lost. Besides, did I say that I would go in with you? I only said that I would guide you to find the pearl and bring you here. "
Yang Jian's eyes widened. He instantly felt that he had been tricked by Xuan Du again …
He turned his head and sized up the beautiful, distorted, and unpredictable world around him. He heaved a sigh of relief and continued to take his third step.
The beautiful scenery around him disappeared, and a slowly spinning vortex appeared in front of Yang Jian. There were several incomplete Dao laws in the vortex. They were like a few chains that were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws.
It was as if a few extremely charming and beautiful women were seducing cultivators into the vortex to comprehend the Dao left behind by the Sage.
"Yang Jian ~"
Suddenly, he heard a shout beside him!
Yang Jian was shocked. However, in the next moment, he heard Xuan Du's heartless laughter. He was so angry that he rolled his eyes.
"Hurry up and go. Don't easily comprehend the Dao laws of the Sage!"
Yang Jian simply walked to the side and took seven to eight steps. Xuan Du's voice became further and further away. Soon, he could no longer hear it.
In a daze, Yang Jian stood at the edge of a hill. Below him was endless scorched land. In the scorched land, there were a few broken weapons that emitted powerful Dao runes.
Don't be greedy if it's not what you're looking for.
Yang Jian reminded himself in his heart. He turned his head to identify the direction and continued to move forward carefully.
This place seemed to be formed by layers of small worlds. The Dao runes of the Saint and the dignity of the Saint were everywhere. If not for the battle between Yang Jian and Qian Hong, he would have to spend a lot of effort to resist the pressure here.
Apart from the Dao laws of the Saint, the other Dao laws were squeezed to the point where they could not be found.
However, Yang Jian cultivated himself. The Dao laws were formed in his mystic body. They were unique and had endless potential. These effects could be ignored.
Where are the remaining twelve pearls?
The twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls in Yang Jian's body did not fluctuate. His mystic body did not remind him at all …
That's right. If it was that easy to find, the thirty-six Sea-Calming Divine Pearls would have long been gathered by the Granduncle-Master of Heaven.
He would take his time to find them. Anyway, there was nothing to do in the Primordial World. He could also use the dignity of the Saint to train himself.
…
The Primordial World was fine? Meishan was indeed fine, but the other realms might not be the same.
On the ancient path of pilgrimage, a Dharma treasure ship that was hundreds of feet long slowly moved forward. Hundreds of cultivators in armor surrounded it. It was majestic and seemed to be unrestrained.
There was a flag on the ship. The word 'Heaven' was embroidered on the flag. Today, most of the cultivators in the trichiliocosm knew where the flag came from.
The Skyward Pavilion.
In the reception hall of the ship, there was a banquet. More than ten executives of the Skyward Pavilion sat behind two rows of short tables. They toasted and drank for fun.
Among the group of people, there was a handsome young master who was rather eye-catching. Firstly, he was too handsome. Secondly, his Heaven Immortal cultivation level was incompatible with the lowest cultivation level there, Daira Jinxian.
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