Why did the Dragons and the Phoenixes fight in the beginning?
Even with Qian Hong's provocation, the two races that had followed the Pangu God and survived the war should not have fallen into such a stalemate.
Since he could not figure it out, Yang Jian felt that he could only balance it out. He could not interfere too much.
Although the Dragons did not have a top almighty who was close to the combat strength of a Saint of the Great Path, they had many experts. They had cultivated and rested in the four seas for countless years. Even if their luck was weak, they could rely on the accumulation of time to accumulate countless combat strength above the Longevity Realm.
The Phoenixes were only supported by Kong Xuan, but Kong Xuan and Yang Jian had a close relationship. They could be considered best friends, so Yang Jian could not attend to one thing and lose sight of the other.
In fact, if his wife had not been born in the Dragons, Yang Jian might have sided with the Phoenixes now …
With the God-Slaying Spear in hand, Yang Jian felt that he could straighten his back. He no longer had to hide when he went out, and he could 'visit' people in Xuandu City as he pleased.
When he found where Mo Fuzi was, he found that the old man was not hiding in the corner, and the door hidden on the city wall was unlatched.
Yang Jian could not help but feel worried. He thought that a strong enemy had come here silently to plot against this expert who had survived the Taisu War.
He wrapped his divine sense around himself and released it to the maximum. Yang Jian looked at the three puppets that did not respond and stepped into the door.
The familiar mustard seed space had become empty. The platforms used to make puppets had disappeared, and a huge array was floating in the air.
There were strange stones and precious materials everywhere in the array, and at the eye of the needle was a huge copper furnace. The copper furnace was flashing with an orange light, and invisible heat waves spread in all directions.
"You're here?"
A familiar voice came from the side. Yang Jian turned his head and saw Heavenly Flame Daoist in a black robe standing side by side with Mo Fuzi on the other side of the array.
Mo Fuzi squeezed a stiff smile at Yang Jian, while Heavenly Flame Daoist was smiling as usual.
"Why are you here?" Yang Jian felt curious and stepped forward.
Heavenly Flame Daoist smiled and said, "I found the treasures you wanted and wanted to send them to you, but I saw that you were studying the Spirit Transformation Technique, so I didn't disturb you and directly came here. Everything has been given to Senior Mo Fuzi. Do you have any information on the whereabouts of the True Nirvana Fire? "
"No." Yang Jian strode forward. "I've found everything except the True Fire of Annihilation."
"It's fine, I already have some ideas. Come with me and we'll be able to find the fire in about half a day." Once Daoist Heavenly Flame said this, Yang Jian could roughly guess where Daoist Heavenly Flame was taking him.
Since he couldn't find it in this world, he could only go upstream to find it.
"Extreme Yang True Fire and Extreme Yin True Fire … This is the Waterriver Star Patterned Iron, the Five Fires Broken Dragon Stone, and the Nine Nether Spirit Shard. Are they enough?"
"That's enough," Mo Fuzi said with a stiff smile. He carefully took out the pale white, translucent petals from the pouch and returned the pouch to Yang Jian.
Heavenly Flame Daoist's smile became much more playful. "Did the Lady of Earth give it to you?"
"Yes."
"Not bad. You have wives and concubines at home and beauties outside." Heavenly Flame Daoist laughed twice. There was a hint of loneliness in his eyes. "Ah, sometimes I really envy cultivators like you who don't have a complete Dao nature."
Heavenly Flame Daoist was born from the Heavenly Dao. He did not have much "human nature". He even ran around for the will left behind by the Pangu God to protect the Primordial World.
Thinking of this, it was not surprising that Heavenly Flame Daoist had become a Saint.
Yang Jian could only change the topic. "Senior Mo, what's wrong? Why do I feel so strange today? "
"I didn't know that you were reincarnating." Old Master Mo let out a long sigh. "Naturally, I only learned from the Heavenly Flame Saint today that the person who reincarnated each other is really amazing."
Yang Jian was a little speechless. He looked at Heavenly Flame Daoist in confusion. "How did you know about this?"
"After becoming a Saint, nothing in the Three Realms can hide from me. Let's go. I'll bring you to obtain the True Nirvana Fire. We can also find an opportunity to talk."
Heavenly Flame Daoist made an inviting gesture. Yang Jian bowed to Mo Fuzi and bade farewell. He followed Heavenly Flame Daoist out of the Xuandu City array formation.
Heavenly Flame Daoist took out the Chaos Bell. The Chaos aura around the two of them immediately dissipated. The two of them sat on the top of the bell and escaped into the depths of the Chaos Sea.
The Chaos Bell flew for a while before Yang Jian said in a low voice, "I don't have the abilities of my previous life. I'm not strong enough to fight a Saint now. Don't bet all your treasures on me."
"Of course, you're just a variable." Heavenly Flame Daoist smiled and said, "This tribulation can't be deduced by the Heavenly Dao. However, the other Saints and I have deduced it day and night. We have roughly captured some tracks."
"Oh?"
"I came to look for you today because I found out about the Great God Du Bi. According to your personality, you must be a little depressed after knowing about Du Bi's existence," Heavenly Flame Daoist said seriously. "Yang Jian, I don't know why you appeared in the Primordial World. Perhaps it's the last fight for the Living World."
Yang Jian said, "In that case, you also know about the Eternal Divine Nation?"
"When the Primordial Phoenix transformed into a spiritual bird and entered the Primordial World, her Dao penetrated every part of the Primordial World. She was a Dao spirit to begin with. Everything she knew was written in her Dao laws. Naturally, she could not hide these things from me."
Yang Jian was filled with emotions when he heard Heavenly Flame Daoist's words.
An Essence Soul Dao Saint was indeed much stronger than a Saint who cultivated the physical body. Apart from fighting and risking one's life.
"So," Heavenly Flame Daoist said in a low voice, "In your previous life, you had to accept the matter of Du Bi whether you wanted to or not. Yang Jian, if the Primordial World is destroyed and you have a chance to survive, you must survive. "
Yang Jian couldn't help but fall silent.
"From what we know about the Primordial World to this day, you are the only hope of defeating those supreme experts. More importantly, there is also the Eternal Divine Nation behind them."
"Have you deduced something?" Yang Jian asked with a frown.
"No, we're just preparing for the worst." Heavenly Flame Daoist smiled. "The Primordial World, Taiji World, and Taisu World are all great cultivation worlds. You just had to appear in the Primordial World. Perhaps Du Bi had a premonition of something and left behind a backup plan. In other words, perhaps there will be experts among the supreme experts who are worthy of Du Bi's schemes. "
Yang Jian paused and rubbed his forehead. "Alright, alright, let's not talk about this. I'm Yang Jian, not Du Bi."
Yang Jian had kept this a secret because he didn't want to be talked about endlessly.
As the only hope of the village, he had to bear an even heavier price.
Seeing Yang Jian's unfriendly expression, Heavenly Flame Daoist didn't say anything else. He swept his sleeves, and the Bell of Chaos shook slightly. In the blink of an eye, they had traveled tens of thousands of kilometers.
The Bell of Chaos slowly stopped. Heavenly Flame Daoist formed a seal with his hands, and waves of brilliant dao runes circulated around the Bell of Chaos.
Yang Jian immediately felt a tearing force. He stood up and observed the changes around him.
His divine sense was distorted, as if he had fallen into a vortex. The aura of chaos around him kept churning …
He was probably going back in time.
Compared to the time when Heavenly Flame Daoist had brought Yang Jian back to Phoenix Valley, Yang Jian could clearly sense that the power of the Bell of Chaos could be fully unleashed. He didn't even feel much before he was already on a barren land that was constantly being eaten away by the aura of chaos.
The land was boundless, and there were desolate sand and stones everywhere. The time reversal was still going on.
"Where are we going?"
"A remote place when the Primordial World was just created and the Grand Essence Realm was destroyed," Heavenly Flame Daoist said. "Don't worry. We won't encounter anyone along the way. I've been there once before."
Yang Jian was amazed. The longer he stayed with Heavenly Flame Daoist, the more he felt that cultivating his body was only good at fighting. He did not have any other abilities or conveniences.
"Yang Jian, I have something to entrust you."
"Tell me."
"If the Jade Emperor dies, you should take over the Celestial Court," Heavenly Flame Daoist said in a low voice. "The Primordial World needs a flag. You are the most suitable candidate. The Jade Emperor had previously allowed the Buddhists to invade the Netherworld, which had already made many mighty figures unhappy. If you can take over the position of the Jade Emperor, you can unify all the forces in the Living World and have more confidence in fighting against the supreme experts. "
Yang Jian thought for a while. "Let's talk about it later."
"Okay." Heavenly Flame Daoist answered and did not force anything.
The land under their feet became wider and wider, but the feeling of desolation still existed. Clearly, the original Grand Essence Realm had been slowly devoured by the Chaos aura.
Gradually, the ground turned dark red, and some broken armor began to appear. After a while, bones began to appear in the armor.
They looked down and saw that they were standing in a sea of corpses. It was unknown how many living beings had died here …
Those supreme experts …
Yang Jian subconsciously clenched his fists. Heavenly Flame Daoist said, "We're here."
The flow of time slowed down. On this endless land covered with corpses, in front of Yang Jian and Skyflame Daoist, a rainbow-colored flame gently trembled.
The True Nirvana Fire was so dazzling.
Yang Jian reached out his right hand and touched a barrier. Heavenly Flame Daoist immediately took action and pointed his finger in front of Yang Jian's right hand. The invisible barrier flickered, and Yang Jian immediately reached out with his right hand.
He carefully held the True Nirvana Fire, but his mind suddenly shook. He felt a stabbing pain in his palm.
The gap in the invisible barrier rapidly closed. Yang Jian quickly retracted his right hand, but the True Nirvana Fire was still in his hand.
Countless resentful spirits wailed in his heart, but they could only wail.
"These supreme experts …"
"Let's go. There's still a supreme expert active at this time. He's looking for us!"
The Chaos Bell trembled slightly and began to spin in the opposite direction. The Chaos aura around them began to spin rapidly.
At that moment, a large hand suddenly came from above.
Yang Jian snorted coldly. He clenched his left hand into a fist and punched at the large hand. Heavenly Flame Daoist's body surged with powerful magic power and poured it into the Chaos Bell's walls.
The Chaos Bell flashed. Although it did not move, it quickly dragged them away, leaving behind the large hand and Yang Jian's fist shadow.
Time passed quickly, and they soon returned to the main world. Heavenly Flame Daoist breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yang Jian, who was standing motionless.
"Are you injured?"
Yang Jian raised his head and smiled bitterly. He pointed at his left hand, which was hanging by his side.
The knuckles of his left hand were twisted irregularly. From his elbow to his fingertips, they were purplish-black. Clearly, his injuries were not light.
"I'm fine. I just need to rest for a few days." Yang Jian sighed softly. "The supreme experts are indeed extraordinary. It's not as simple as grasping two Great Daos."
Heavenly Flame Daoist smiled bitterly. "Forget it. Let's go back. It's not that serious."
Yang Jian nodded, and the two of them set off. Yang Jian slowly repaired the damage to his left arm. In his heart, he recalled that moment of contact.
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