It had been three months since the Jade Emperor sent someone to announce the decree. The few Warlords sent by the Celestial Court arrived late. Ao Xinke arranged for them to stay in a garden in the Black Spirit Kingdom and sent a large number of soldiers to "protect" them.
It was not convenient for those people to go out on normal days, let alone do anything.
The matter seemed to have calmed down.
However, every time Yang Jian wanted to cultivate, he would feel a little uneasy and could not calm himself down.
What's going on?
It was as if something big was going to happen to him …
Mortals had intuition, and cultivators had spiritual perception. Ever since Yang Jian cultivated the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, his spiritual perception had never deviated.
Ever since the Celestial Court announced the decree, Yang Jian had been in such a state of uneasiness. It had lasted for three months, but Yang Jian still did not know what was wrong with him.
Could it be that the Jade Emperor's scheme could kill him?
No matter how he thought about it, it was impossible. In the current Untainted Land, only the Three Pure Ones and Daoist Heavenly Flame could defeat Yang Jian in a battle of magical powers. But which one of them would attack him?
No matter how he thought about it, without a bargaining chip to fight with Yang Jian, the Jade Emperor's scheme would be in vain.
So, the danger did not come from this uncle?
What was it?
Guide? The possibility was even lower. After all, if Yang Jian were to fight with Guide, he would only have a 50-50 chance of winning.
What was going on?
Yang Jian stood up and looked at the few flowering trees outside the window. He was deep in thought.
This was not the first time this happened. Yang Jian had been like this recently.
He had once used his incarnation to investigate carefully in the Primordial World. He had also asked Ao Xinke's spies to keep a close eye on the Celestial Court and the Black Spirit Kingdom …
Mount Meishan and Emperor Wa's Palace were safe. Tianyan Daoist had promised to protect Yang Jian's family and friends. Tianyan Daoist was indeed trustworthy. Moreover, the more powerful Yang Jian was outside, the more stable his family in the Primordial World would be. There was nothing wrong with this logic.
This spiritual sense came out of nowhere, but it had always been there. Every time Yang Jian's mind was about to relax, it would appear to remind Yang Jian.
"What's going on?"
"Husband, have you encountered any difficulties in your cultivation recently?"
Ao Xinke's gentle voice came from the side. She walked around the corridor and came to the front of the warm room. She bowed to Yang Jian and then slowly walked to Yang Jian's side.
"Predicament? Yes, there was, but it wasn't much. I'm just wondering if there's anything we've missed … "
Yang Jian murmured.
"What are you worried about, Husband?" Ao Xinke said softly, "Why don't we bring Mother to the Black Spirit Kingdom?"
"It's not because of Mother that I can't sit still." Yang Jian hugged Dragon Girl. Her warm and soft body could always make his heart sway.
However, Yang Jian was not interested at that moment. The uneasiness in his heart still existed.
Ao Xinke said softly, "Husband, let's carefully comb through the current situation of the Primordial World."
"Alright, go and call Lan 'er over as well. Let's think about who exactly can make me so fearful."
Not long after, Xiao Lan also hurriedly flew over. The three of them sat by the bedside, holding the Go pieces in their hands and continuously deducing.
A few days and nights passed until Ao Xinke and Xiao Lan were too tired and fell asleep on the bed. Yang Jian looked at the orderly chessboard and still could not come to a conclusion.
Where did this threat come from?
It was night time in the Black Spirit Kingdom's Heaven Simulation Array. One could see the starry sky formed by the array formation.
Yang Jian stood by the window and quietly returned to his senses. In the end, he could only sigh softly and close his eyes to rest.
He knew the enemy existed, but he did not know who, where, or when the enemy would appear …
This feeling was really difficult to bear.
Black Spirit Kingdom's capital main hall.
More than ten Spirit Race experts sat on the ground. A few figures stopped behind and in front of them. Then, they carefully dug out their Spirit Cores and modified the talisman seals on them.
Every expert was precious combat power, so Kong Xuan, Chu Qi, and the others were extremely careful. It would not be good if there were more casualties.
Modifying the talisman seals would not change the loyalty of these Spirit Race experts. Whoever fed a drop of blood to the Spirit Core would sacrifice their lives for that person.
"Sigh." Huanglong Daoist sighed. "I'm quite envious of these guys. Although they are puppets, they only need to listen to orders. They are unlike us, who have to be cautious and think clearly no matter what we do. "
Chu Qi said coldly, "This is the price of being carefree."
"Your Highness Chu Qi, you can't say that." Huanglong Daoist shook her head and sighed. "Look at that kid, Yang Jian. He spends all his time in the warm pavilion. He's so carefree and happy. Heh, he wants us to work for him. "
Chu Qi's voice became colder. "If you don't want to do it, don't do it. Why are you complaining!?!"
Huang Long was instantly embarrassed. Chi Jingzi, who was at the side, looked up at Chu Qi's ghost mask and smiled without saying anything. He lowered his head and continued to work.
Ao Fangtian muttered softly, "Why do I feel that the female immortals among the top experts of the Primordial World are either close to Yang Jian or … close to Yang Jian."
Huanglong Daoist laughed out loud.
Kong Xuan cursed, "Be careful that I don't tear your stinky mouth!"
"Calm down, calm down. I didn't mean to offend you." Ao Fangtian bowed to Kong Xuan and smiled awkwardly.
Yun Xiao, who was the most agile, did not participate in the conversation. She only focused on modifying the talismans.
From the beginning of the project, the few of them would chat every ten days to half a month. Otherwise, it would be too boring.
Sometimes, they would complain about Yang Jian not thinking about improving all day and only caring about pestering the two little ladies. Sometimes, they would talk about the Dao of cultivation and trace the origin of the Dao.
Among them, only Huang Long could not be considered a great mystical ability cultivator. His casual words could cut into the essence of the Great Dao.
If there were cultivators of the Primordial World, especially disciples of the Dao Sect, who could listen to them for a few months, they would definitely benefit greatly.
As Kong Xuan and the others worked hard, the experts of the Spirit Race in the capital of the Black Spirit Kingdom gradually decreased. The flames of war of the Black Spirit Kingdom's expedition ignited the Chaos Sea again.
That day, Yang Jian still could not cultivate in peace. He walked to the main hall.
Kong Xuan mocked him first. "Perfected Lord, are you here to supervise the work?"
Yang Jian replied with a smile, "I can't say that I'm supervising the work. I'm here to see if you're slacking off."
"Hmph." Kong Xuan's expression turned cold. "I'm busy here while you're hugging a woman. You really don't have any conscience."
"Brother Kong, calm down. I wanted to enter seclusion previously, but …" Yang Jian sighed and immediately attracted the gazes of the few of them.
Most of the Spirits meditating in the hall were unconscious and their cultivation levels had been sealed.
Brother?
Ao Fangtian sized up Kong Xuan and chuckled as if he had understood something.
"But what's wrong?" Huang Long asked.
He walked to Master Red Essence's side and watched as Uncle-Master Master Red Essence skillfully erased the talisman mark on the spirit core and carved a similar but completely different mark. Yang Jian sighed and said, "However, in the past few months, I've been unable to calm down. I keep feeling that something big is about to happen, and I also feel that someone is watching me. I can't relax."
"Oh?"
Master Red Essence stopped what he was doing and looked at Yang Jian cautiously. "Most cultivators' spiritual senses do not stir up waves if there's no wind. At this moment, someone must be plotting against you and can threaten your safety. Disciple-Nephew, you have to be careful. "
Yang Jian shook his head. "The problem is that I've been secretly investigating in the Primordial World over the past few months. I've been searching everywhere in the Black Spirit Kingdom, but I haven't been able to find who is plotting against me."
"Apart from a few Saints, who else can defeat you?" Kong Xuan replied disapprovingly, "From what I see, you should be mentally unstable and suffering from delusions."
Yang Jian could only smile bitterly.
Chu Qi said, "No matter what, we can't let our guard down."
Yun Xiao also said, "You're in danger of the Primordial World. You need a few more people to protect you."
"Is it possible?" Huanglong Daoist blinked. "Someone outside the Primordial World and the Black Spirit Kingdom, or even the Chaos Sea, is plotting against you?"
Yang Jian could not help but be stunned.
He really hadn't thought about these things before …
After staying in the main hall for half a day, Yang Jian instructed them to be careful when entering and exiting the Black Spirit World. It was best if they traveled together. Then, he left the Black Spirit Kingdom and headed for Xuandu City.
Martial Uncle Huang Long's words had really woken him up.
Since there was no reason for the Heavenly Flame Daoist and the Three Pure Ones, who could threaten Yang Jian in the Primordial World, to attack him, it was most likely that those powerful enemies were plotting against him.
Yang Jian had always subconsciously felt that when something happened in the Netherworld Stream of the North Ocean, the Great Tribulation would officially descend.
However, he neglected a problem.
In the past, the Great Tribulation was sent by the Heavenly Dao. The later Great Tribulation was caused by those powerful enemies. Anything could happen.
Who could guarantee that there would not be a second or third Qianhong in the Primordial World?
The hands of these supreme experts were endless. If the enemy big shots felt that he, Yang Jian, would become a huge problem and appear in advance to destroy him …
It was not impossible.
After understanding that, Yang Jian felt more at ease.
The supreme experts were terrifying, but the unknown was even more torturous.
For the time being, he believed that foreign enemies were plotting against him. However, Yang Jian was not completely at ease with the forces in the Primordial World. It was better to be safe than sorry. He did not want to die before he succeeded.
What should he do now?
Naturally, he had to strengthen his own strength to deal with the possible strong enemies.
And the fastest way to improve his combat strength was not to forcefully promote the realm of the Eight Nine Mysteries and the Invincible Golden Body Formula, but …
To forge a Divine Weapon.
In the past, a three-pointed, double-edged spear made Yang Jian's strength soar. He defeated Daira, the Golden Immortal of the Primordial World, and made a name for himself.
Now, Yang Jian also felt that he had to get a weapon that could unleash 100% of his strength as soon as possible.
In fact, the appearance did not need to be changed. It was best to use the three-pointed, double-edged spear. Yang Jian had already completely mastered the way of this spear, so it was the most convenient to use.
As for the materials to make this spear …
If the Primordial Massacre Sword could be changed into a spear tip and the Heaven and Earth treasures that Yang Jian had collected could be made into a spear shaft, he would definitely be able to create a true Divine Weapon.
However, who would forge it was the biggest problem.
Yang Jian did not know how to refine artifacts, nor did he have the experience of forging Divine Weapons. If he forcefully forged it, he was afraid that he would destroy a pile of precious materials.
Today, after the Huanglong Daoist's reminder, Yang Jian suddenly thought of an existence that might help him forge the spear.
Outside the Primordial World, outside the Chaos Sea …
Perhaps, there was really nothing outside the Chaos Sea. If he wanted to find powerful enemies outside this era, he would have to follow the river of time and trace back to the once resplendent cultivation worlds.
On the shore of the river of time, there were actually remnant souls of those eras.
Even the remnant spirit of the Saint of Grand Beginning, who only had Mars left, or the Grand Essence experts who had turned into puppets but still existed in the world.
On the outer wall of the ninth city wall of the Xuandu City.
Yang Jian's figure landed and bowed to the slovenly old man who was hiding in the corner. He went straight to the point and said, "Senior, are you proficient in the Dao of Artifact Refinement?"
"Yes, and I'm good at it."
"I want to ask you to forge a weapon, Senior."
"What kind of weapon?"
"A spear."
"Come in. I can only say that I'll do my best. I can't give you a weapon and let you fight the supreme experts."
The old man stood up with some difficulty. A door slowly appeared on the city wall behind him, and a heat wave surged over.
"Thank you, Senior!"
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