The five continents of the Primordial World.
He was finally going back …
Yang Jian landed from the sky and landed in the northernmost part of the South Continent. He also landed at the front of the battle formation of the Primordial World cultivators.
The blood-colored stele that was originally in the northwestern desert had been carried here and used as a soundless war drum, waiting for the living cultivators to pass by it and avenge the heroic spirits on it, whether they were famous or nameless.
Yang Jian landed there and casually grabbed a stone. He flipped over and sat on the relatively flat stone surface.
The three-pointed, double-edged spear was placed horizontally at the side. The Proud Sky Eagle landed on the tip of the spear and stared at the churning Chaos Sea not far away.
Yang Jian took out a pot of wine from his black tortoise belt and drank it from time to time. He leaned against the blood tablet as if he was leaning against an old friend. In silence, he seemed to be drinking and chatting happily.
The cultivators watched silently and gradually retracted their gazes. They took their positions and waited for the moment the battle would erupt.
In less than a day, the South Continent would connect with the Middle Continent again. The five continents of the Primordial World would be restored.
It had been less than ten years since he had left in a sorry state and returned in a powerful manner.
However, in such a short period of time, the Untainted Land had completed the integration of all the remaining forces, and a few batches of people who could be of great use walked out of the sword-testing ground, changing the balance of power between the Untainted Land and the army of supreme experts.
However, this would ultimately be an unavoidable battle.
Perhaps the final outcome of the battle would be less than ten percent of them would die in a hundred battles. However, as long as they could win, it would be enough.
…
In the Chaos Sea beyond the South Continent, the commanders of the Black Spirit Kingdom gathered in a five-thousand-kilometer-long ferocious beast battleship that was protecting the South Continent.
They were not discussing tactics, but preparing for the battle.
The Spirit Generals under Yun Xiao and the Huanglong Daoist gathered. The two of them kept changing the Spirit Core Array patterns of the generals and "transferred" the experts of the Spirit Race, who were originally under their control, to Ao Xinke, Ao Fangtian, Kong Xuan, Chu Qi, and Chi Jingzi.
They did that just in case.
Yun Xiao was going to fight a supreme expert. His life and death were indeed uncertain, and the road ahead was unknown. It was reasonable for him to transfer the Spirit Race battle generals under him to the other five people who could hold the fort in the rear.
But the Huanglong Daoist …
Could it be that he was really going to look for the subordinates of the supreme experts to self-destruct and perish together with them?
"Third Junior Brother, take a rest."
Master Red Essence advised him from the side. Continuously modifying the Spirit Core Formation took up a lot of effort and energy.
However, the Huanglong Daoist shook her head lightly and said, "No, if we want to do that, it will take at least half a day. There's not much left. Let's continue. "
Chi Jingzi wanted to say something but hesitated. The few people beside him also frowned slightly.
Obviously, they already knew Huanglong Daoist's plan. Although they all felt that it was a little risky and might not succeed, under the current situation, if Huanglong Daoist could really "succeed", it would be a rare help to the Primordial World.
"Senior Brother Huang Long," Yun Xiao said softly from the side, "You have to be prepared for everything. Don't bet your life on this."
"If you don't go crazy, you won't survive."
The Huanglong Daoist shook his head and sighed. Yun Xiao could only smile helplessly.
Yun Xiao was already at the perfected Saint realm. He was half a step away from reaching the Dao Fusion realm and merging with the Dao.
Although the Huanglong Daoist had been smiling, anyone could tell that the fire in his heart could not be extinguished. At this point, it was impossible for him to give up on that thought.
Chu Qi suddenly asked, "Where is Commander Kong's mother now?"
"She's in seclusion in the South Continent. Mother has comprehended some cultivation techniques." Kong Xuan sighed helplessly. "It's our fault for being useless. Mother is already in such a situation, but she still has to worry about the Primordial World."
Ao Xinke said gently, "All living beings who walked out of the Primordial World can't let go of the Primordial World, right?"
Yun Xiao tapped her finger gently and opened a cloud mirror. It reflected the situation in the northernmost part of the South Continent.
Yang Jian was sitting in front of the stone tablet and drinking. His slightly curled left leg, the arm on his leg, and his lonely face made Ao Xinke smile even more gently.
Kong Xuan rolled his eyes and could not help but curse, "At this juncture, you only know how to act cool."
"It's all thanks to Yang Jian that the Primordial World can counterattack today. He withstood the pressure that the supreme expert brought to the Primordial World." Yun Xiao looked at Kong Xuan and said seriously, "He has only cultivated for less than ten thousand years. He is still cultivating the physical body. The pain he has endured far exceeds that of us comprehending the Dao and cultivating. We should respect him."
"Yes, yes, yes." The corners of Kong Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, but he did not say anything.
On the other hand, Ao Fangtian smiled and said, "Let's not talk about anything else. Brother-in-law is indeed a rarely seen handsome man without any femininity. He's also extremely good-looking."
Chi Jingzi teased, "Aren't the Dragon Sons of the Dragon Palace also good in appearance and conduct?"
"The battle is about to start. Why are you discussing this here!?!" Huanglong Daoist rolled her eyes. As she changed the Spirit Core Array Formation, she gestured for Ao Fangtian to take over. She sighed and recalled for a while. "Actually, when I first cultivated, my appearance could be said to be top-notch."
These words made Yun Xiao and Kong Xuan unable to help but laugh.
Huang Long's forehead was immediately filled with black lines. He angrily muttered a few words before lowering his head and continuing with his work.
Another four hours later, he finally succeeded. When Huanglong Daoist stood up, her footsteps were a little unsteady. She could only spend a while to meditate and recover her energy.
"In that case, I'll trouble Junior Sister Yun Xiao to send me off."
"Yes, I'll send you out of the Primordial World. I'll try my best not to arouse the other party's vigilance," Yun Xiao said softly. She slowly closed her eyes. The rainbow dress on her body fluttered gently, and the surroundings were immediately filled with clouds.
The others retreated. Huang Long took two steps forward and stood in the clouds.
Yun Xiao quickly conjured hand seals. It was naturally a blink of an eye to send Huang Long to any corner of the Chaos Sea. However, it was not easy to not cause the fluctuations of the Dao Law Sea and not let the supreme expert, Xu Mo, and his powerful subordinates sense it.
In a moment, Huanglong Daoist's figure was wrapped by the clouds and disappeared.
Yun Xiao pointed her finger in the direction of the Primordial World. A wisp of smoke floated out of her fingertip and disappeared instantly.
"Is it done?" Kong Xuan asked in surprise.
Yun Xiao nodded slightly. "Yes, I've already sent it over. It's in the Middle Continent. It's not too far from the Yellow River in the ancient times."
"I don't know if his trip will go smoothly." Chi Jingzi sighed. "However, Junior Brother Huang Long still has that method to try. As for us, we can only wait for the opportunity."
Ao Xinke also said, "Sometimes, waiting for the opportunity is really helpless."
"Let's go back," Chu Qi urged. "We've already wasted a lot of time. Fortunately, we didn't encounter any battles on the way. Everyone, remember that in the upcoming battle, you have to prioritize your own safety. Don't let the Spirit army suffer unnecessary losses. This time, the experts of the Spirit race will press forward. We can just hide at the back. "
"Alright!" Chi Jingzi agreed and was about to leave on a cloud.
"I'll send you off, Fellow Daoists." Yun Xiao waved her hand gently. Clouds wrapped around the few of them and disappeared.
The few of them were scattered in the ferocious beast battleships and hid their auras.
Only Ao Xinke and Kong Xuan stayed together. The two of them and Xiao Lan, who would rush over later, were in charge of commanding and mobilizing the Spirit army.
"You guys have to be careful," Yun Xiao reminded worriedly. Ao Xinke and Kong Xuan smiled and agreed.
Yun Xiao floated away and naturally went to prepare for the battle later.
After Yun Xiao left, Ao Xinke and Kong Xuan looked at each other. They could see the helplessness and envy in each other's eyes.
"Uncle-Master Yun Xiao achieved the Great Dao overnight." Ao Xinke sighed. "If I had such an opportunity, I would be able to stay by my husband's side. It wouldn't be like now. We can only be separated by two places."
Kong Xuan sneered. "You want to become a Saint just to stay with your husband?"
"What else can I do?"
"You …" Kong Xuan was speechless. Then, he could only shake his head. "Alright, I can't win against you. Xinke, how confident do you think Huang Long is? "
Ao Xinke shook her head. "Actually, the reason is very simple. If Martial Uncle Huang Long had even a tenth of a chance, based on the resentment he has accumulated for so many years, I'm afraid he would have taken the risk long ago. Why wait until today?"
"You're right. However, if he's less than half confident, wouldn't he be courting death?"
"Uncle-Master Huang Long probably really wants to do something for the Primordial World," Ao Xinke muttered and sighed softly. "However, after all, he will disturb the peace of Father's burial ground. Even if he succeeds, he will probably be reprimanded by his clansmen."
The two women looked at each other and could only smile bitterly.
In the Middle Continent of the Primordial World, a "sneaky" figure was flying close to the ground.
Below him were patches of withered trees. If one were to connect the areas he flew past, one would see that the land above this line seemed to be somewhat different.
There seemed to be earth veins gathering there.
After flying for a while, the figure quietly landed on a tall mountain and fell into deep thought while facing a stone wall.
He vaguely remembered that in ancient times, there was a huge waterfall there. Every year, countless carps would gather there and want to ascend to the heavens in a single step.
This person was naturally Huang Long.
He rolled up his sleeves and did not circulate his Dharmic powers. Instead, he started climbing the stone wall with his experienced hands.
His physical body was naturally much stronger than that of ordinary Demi-Saints. After all, he was born as a Dragon. However, climbing there made him feel unusually tired for some reason. Soon, he began to pant heavily.
However, Huang Long continued to climb until he reached the top of the mountain wall. He rolled over and seemed to be looking for something.
Fumbling around, he ran all over the place.
His efforts paid off. Soon, Huang Long moved a huge rock and found the broken array formation under it. He pricked his finger and a few drops of blood fell on the broken array formation.
In the next instant, a golden light flashed and Huang Long disappeared without a trace.
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