"Senior Brother, we just heard from the sky that Randeng and … the apostasy is true?"
"Of course it's true."
Nezha widened his eyes. "Then why didn't you make them stay? Why did you let them go? The Celestial Court is discussing this matter everywhere. The words they say are getting uglier and uglier! "
Wei Hu said from the side, "It's just that the immortals of Jie School are slandering us."
Yang Jian yawned. "Let them say whatever they want. You guys have to be harmonious usually. Don't argue again."
At that moment, Yang Jian briefly explained the situation in the Jade Void Palace. Most of them were furious when they heard that, but Muzha and Jinzha looked awkward.
Muzha's master was Daoist Samantabhadra, and Jinzha's master was the Heavenly Venerable Manjusri. Although the two of them were used as disciples to block the calamity, their master-disciple relationship could not be faked. They had spent quite some time together, and the relationship between them was still there.
Lei Zhenzi looked at Muzha and was about to change the topic. However, Nezha had already looked at his two brothers and asked, "Brothers, will you be in the Dao Sect or the Western Sect in the future?"
Muzha scratched his head. Jinzha sighed softly and frowned in thought.
"Actually, there's no need to dwell on this matter," Yang Jian said from the side. "The ones who betrayed Chanism are Manjusri and Samantabhadra. Although the two of you are their disciples, you did not have the intention to betray the sect. The Jade Void Palace should not blame you."
Jinzha said, "However, if Master summons us, how should we respond?"
"Just go," Yang Jian said. "Could it be that you want to disown your master for the sake of the sect?"
Nezha pursed his lips. Just as he was about to speak, Yang Jian glared at him.
Lei Zhenzi also said, "Now, we are all leading troops in the Celestial Court. Since this matter is not under our control, we don't have to think too much about it."
"That's right," Yang Jian said. "Now that the Celestial Court is powerful, stay in the Celestial Court. If anything changes, come to the Guan River to look for me."
Muzha and Jinzha nodded, but they were still puzzled.
These two were sandwiched between Chanism and their respective masters. It was easy for them to become Marshal Tian Peng looking at himself in the mirror. Instead of acting rashly, it was better to not act.
Nezha did not ask about his two brothers for the time being. He still asked himself, "Senior Brother, why did Uncle-Master let them go just like that?"
"Uncle-Master naturally has his considerations and concerns. It's not something you and I can understand." Yang Jian suddenly frowned and said in a low voice, "I still have something to do. The Chaos Sea is about to fight. Let's end today's matter here for now. Return to the Celestial Court and cultivate obediently. Don't bother too much."
Nezha's eyes lit up, "Where? Hit who? Senior Brother, bring me along! "
Yang Jian chuckled and waved his hand. Without saying anything, he slowly closed his eyes.
An aura surged out from Yang Jian's incarnation and wrapped around Yang Jian's body, adding a little dignity to Yang Jian.
However, Yang Jian's mind had already passed through the layers of barriers in the Chaos Sea and arrived beside Ao Xinke.
His main body had previously turned into a rock. At that moment, the rock was kept in his sleeve by Ao Xinke with her mystical abilities. When Yang Jian's mind returned, he "opened his eyes" and saw a forearm that seemed to be carved from beautiful jade.
It was rather noisy outside. Some kind of long and unpleasant horn sound reverberated, adding a kind of desolate weight to the atmosphere.
Yang Jian spread his spiritual senses and saw an endless "eggshell" in front of him. The Mysterious Black Spirit Stone that formed the foundation of the array formation kept shining. It was like an extremely sturdy ship that carried a huge world and floated in the Chaos Sea.
Black Spirit World?
This place seemed to be much grander than the Spirit Fog World, which had to do with the difference in strength between the Black Spirit Lord and the Spirit Lord of Fog.
The Black Spirit Lord was someone who could fight against Eldest Uncle Xuan Du, while the Spirit Lord of Fog was just an "ordinary" Sage-to-be. If he didn't have the mystical ability to turn into rain and mist, he wouldn't even be considered a "Great Medic".
Ao Xinke was dressed as the Spirit Lord of Fog's official, standing with a few female officials and a dozen generals and marshals of the Spirit Fog World. Behind them was the Spirit Lord of Fog's carriage.
In front of them was the army of the Black Spirit World, and a group of people greeted them. Among them, there were seven or eight Sage-to-be or peak Daira auras …
What was this? It was probably a show of strength to the Spirit Lord of Fog and his party.
The Black Spirit Lord didn't need to show up. The array that greeted them was enough to take down the Spirit Lord of Fog and his party — not to mention Ao Xinke and Yang Jian.
The Spirit Lord of Fog sat in the carriage lazily and waved his hand to the front. A man and a woman, two Sage-to-be, went to the front and exchanged greetings with the people who greeted them.
Yang Jian hid in the dark and watched for a while. These Creatures of Chaos had a lot of bad rules, and he didn't know if they were the "bad habits" from the Untainted Land.
He sent a voice transmission to Ao Xinke, "I'm here. What's the arrangement for today?"
He could clearly feel that Ao Xinke was relieved.
"My husband, if you don't need to show up later, don't show up today. We are not fully prepared, and we don't have a hundred percent confidence that we can take down the Black Spirit World."
Yang Jian thought about Ao Xinke's words. Although a wisp of his Vital Spirit had been following Ao Xinke, it was only to sense all kinds of changes in her. If there was any emotional fluctuation or the aura of a strong expert, it would wake up Yang Jian, who was in closed-door cultivation.
In other words, Yang Jian didn't know exactly what Ao Xinke had done in the past three hundred years. He only knew that Ao Xinke had never been angry, had no emotions of great joy or sorrow, and had never encountered a strong enemy.
As a couple, they naturally didn't need to keep their words to themselves. Yang Jian asked via voice transmission, "Tell me about it in detail."
"Well, actually, I made a mistake. When I arranged people to sneak attack an expert of the Rain Spirit World, the expert luckily escaped and revealed some clues."
Ao Xinke's words were a little depressed. "The Rain Spirit Lord is already vigilant at this time, and has even joined forces with the Black Spirit Lord to put pressure on the Fog Spirit. Today, the Black Spirit Lord used the reason of reconciling the conflict between the two worlds to gather the four Spirit Lords in the Black Spirit World … That's what happened."
Yang Jian nodded secretly and was about to comfort Ao Xinke with a few words. After all, everyone had times when they made mistakes. It was already not bad that they had only made one mistake in the past three hundred years.
However, when the words were on the tip of his tongue, Yang Jian suddenly remembered that before he went into seclusion this time, they seemed to have discussed that their next target should be the Tormented Spirit World …
Yang Jian asked via voice transmission, "Why did you plot against the Rain Spirit World? How is the Tormented Spirit World? "
"It has been secretly controlled completely." Ao Xinke chuckled softly. "The original plan was the most troublesome. It took more than a hundred years to plot against a Demi-Saint from the Tormented Spirit World. With this breakthrough and the experts of the Fog Spirit World driving it, it only took fifty to sixty years to control the spirit core of the Tormented Spirit Lord."
Yang Jian was speechless …
Suddenly, he felt a little lost. If not for this accident, if Yang Jian focused on seclusion for another two to three hundred years, would Ao Xinke have already quietly integrated the Four Spirit Worlds, and when he came out of seclusion, she would start to sweep the Chaos Sea …
Although Ao Xinke made it sound easy, there must be a lot of calculation and planning involved.
The main point was that he had to do it extremely secretly. Otherwise, even if he had the means to control the spirit core, once it was exposed, he would be besieged by the Chaos Spirits.
Yang Jian felt a headache just thinking about how much effort it would take to calculate.
"It's been hard on you."
"It's better to be able to do something for my husband than to wait in the Primordial World," Ao Xinke replied gently.
For a moment, Yang Jian did not know how to reply. When he thought of Xiao Lan, who had yet to come out of seclusion, he felt a little guilty …
Sure enough, he still couldn't be like a standard man of the Primordial World and be a two-timer.
The Spirit Lord of the Fog Spirit Lord's honor guard began to move forward slowly. The black-colored array in front of them slowly opened a "huge mouth" and sucked them in.
Its internal structure was actually not much different from the Spirit Fog World. However, the Immortal Islands were connected to form a huge land.
Below it was the ground, but above it, there were treasures placed with array formations. A star map was constructed, and the array formations were used to simulate the sunrise and moonset.
The Black Spirit World was very similar to the Major Chiliocosm in the Chaos. Of course, that was just an imagination on the surface. The Dao laws were still chaotic and disorderly. It was not suitable for the living beings of the Primordial World to cultivate. Most of the living beings there were still tribes that were born and raised in the Chaos Sea.
There were few Primordial World cultivators in the Black Spirit World and the Evil Spirit World. Previously, the Spirit Lord of the Fog had mentioned that the Black Spirit World and the Evil Spirit World were not friendly to the Primordial World cultivators.
Along the way, Yang Jian saw a few magnificent cities. He saw all kinds of Primordial World living beings and armies gathered everywhere.
Ao Xinke and Yang Jian were telepathic and had a tacit understanding. Seeing that Yang Jian did not speak for a long time, she took the initiative to send a voice transmission to Yang Jian, "Husband, do you know what the Chaos Spirits with low cultivation levels do for a living?"
Yang Jian pondered for a while and asked, "Can farming be done in the Chaos?"
"There are only a few spirit fruits. They are considered the delicacies of this place. Ordinary people can't eat them." Ao Xinke chuckled and did not dare to keep Yang Jian in suspense. She said directly, "They all eat a type of stone …"
"Eat stones?"
"Actually, it shouldn't be considered a stone. It's just something that floats in the Chaos Sea and condenses like willow catkins. There is a little spiritual energy attached to it. It can allow the Chaos Spirits with low cultivation levels to absorb spiritual energy. I've eaten it once. The taste … is quite interesting. "
Yang Jian could not help but smile.
Ao Xinke continued, "In the Black Spirit World, all the Chaos Spirits are enslaved by the Black Spirit Lord. They only have to do two things. One is to reproduce, and the other is to work for the Black Spirit Lord."
"Those who can cultivate and have good combat strength have to serve in the army. Those with low cultivation levels and poor aptitude have to enter the Chaos Sea regularly and fish out enough 'soil' to fill the place and provide food."
"Therefore, the Black Spirit World's military strength is rather powerful. It is far above the other three spirit worlds. Moreover, its territory is constantly expanding. If it continues to develop, it might be able to allow the Black Spirit Lord to open up another world."
Yang Jian was a little shocked.
"Then why didn't the Chaos Spirits rebel against the Black Spirit Lord?"
Ao Xinke blinked and continued to mutter to Yang Jian, "Why should they rebel? By relying on the Black Spirit World, they could live safely in the Chaos Sea until the end of their lives. This is already quite stable for the other Chaos tribes. "
"The Chaos Spirits really don't have high aspirations."
"It's the same for the other three spirit worlds. However, there are many more Primordial World experts in the Fog Spirit World and the Rain Spirit World. They are relatively more civilized, but there are still many vassal tribes."
Yang Jian was silent for a while. The carriage had already begun to slowly descend towards the center of an incomparably magnificent city.
"Husband, Xinke has gone overboard. However, can you listen to Xinke's words later? We can thank the advantage of being prepared if we don't have a showdown with the Black Spirit Lord today. "
"Alright, I'll do as you say." Yang Jian naturally agreed readily. He even added, "You're too polite."
Ao Xinke pursed her lips and smiled. Then, she continued to put on a cold expression and looked at the people of the Black Spirit World coldly.
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