"What? Sikong Lie is here! "
Wutian's body suddenly trembled, and he asked anxiously, "Where is he now?"
Mo Ling didn't answer and teased, "How is it? Is this news enough to satisfy you?"
Seeing this, Wutian raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "Are you trying to trick me?"
"Do I look like that kind of person? Sikong Lie is now in the Wind Crane Mountain Range. If you don't believe me, you can go there and find out, "said Mo Ling.
"I'll definitely go, but I want to know if you're Mo Ling," said Wutian.
"Is that important?" asked Mo Ling.
"I understand."
Wutian nodded and turned to leave.
Although Mo Ling didn't say it clearly, the meaning of this sentence was very clear. He wasn't Mo Ling.
If he didn't say his true identity, it meant that Mo Ling didn't want him to know. Wutian was a tactful person, so he naturally wouldn't continue to ask for a rebuff.
Mo Ling said, "Are you going just like that? With your speed, I'm afraid Sikong Lie will have already left by the time you reach the Wind Crane Mountain Range. "
Wutian frowned. This sentence seemed unimportant, but it revealed a very important message. Sikong Lie wouldn't stay in the ancient continent for long.
"Seeing that you've worked hard for so many years," Mo Ling said, then turned to look at the stone tablet and ordered, "Send him on his way."
"Okay."
The stone tablet responded, and a supreme force emerged. Wutian immediately felt the world spinning. After stabilizing his body, he scanned the surroundings and found that he had already arrived at the Wind Crane Mountain Range.
"Wutian, we'll meet again."
The stone tablet didn't wait for him to respond, nor did it tell him Sikong Lie's location, and disappeared without a trace.
"Why are these peerless monsters so unreliable?"
Wutian couldn't help but complain. He released his Divine Sense and began to search carefully.
"Why do I feel like I've been cheated?"
Muttering to himself, he walked towards the direction of the Jiang tribe.
As for the feeling of being cheated, it wasn't Sikong Lie, but the black-robed man.
At the very beginning, Mo Ling had said that the stone tablet could suppress the black-robed man. Later on, the stone tablet also admitted that it would not be a problem to suppress the black-robed man.
Most importantly, the black-robed man had repeatedly sent people to kill them. This was enough to show that he was afraid of the stone tablet.
But now, even the stone tablet and the Demon Spirit were unable to capture him. How was this possible?
No matter how he thought about it, Wutian felt that it was impossible. On the contrary, the more he thought about it, the more likely he was tricked by Mo Ling.
Gradually, his Divine Perception entered the Jiang Clan, and his brows raised right away because he'd actually sensed the auras of Xuanyuan Jue and the others within the Jiang Clan!
He could not help but feel nervous in his heart. However, after sensing Jiang Mengqiu's aura, he also felt much more at ease.
However, there was one thing that puzzled him. Why didn't his clone tell him that Xuanyuan Jue and the others were in the Jiang tribal clan?
"Swish!!"
After breaking through to the First Tribulation Deity realm, his teleportation speed had reached thirty million miles.
As for his Godspeed, he had not tested it yet. He estimated that it would also increase exponentially.
In the blink of an eye, he had arrived at the gate of the Jiang Clan. The two burly men guarding in front were initially full of vigilance. However, when they saw that it was Wutian, they immediately greeted him with smiles.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Wutian walked into the Jiang Clan.
When the surrounding clansmen saw this, they all rushed forward and surrounded him. They were chattering non-stop. That enthusiasm forced Wutian to stop and chat with everyone.
"What's with the commotion? What a scandal!"
Suddenly, a cold yell could be heard coming from one of the wooden buildings.
Following that, a young man strode out. He was seven feet tall and wore a long black robe. His facial features were handsome and his temperament was quite extraordinary.
"Patriarch, Lord Wutian is here."
A young man of seventeen or eighteen years old shouted without turning his head.
"What? Lord Wutian? "
The young man in black shook his body and quickly walked over. The clansmen consciously made way for him. When he saw Wutian standing in the middle of the crowd, his eyes trembled. He hurriedly bowed and said, "Greetings, Lord Wutian."
Wutian looked at the man and nodded with satisfaction. He smiled and said, "With your aptitude, you can break through to the Peerless Stage in nine hundred years. It seems that you have been working hard. Where is your sister?"
Yes, this man was Jiang Mengqiu's brother, Jiang Chuan!
Similarly, he was the current patriarch of the Jiang Clan.
Jiang Chuan said respectfully, "Lord Wutian, you flatter me. My sister is in seclusion to break through to the Lower Success Stage. I will call her out now."
Wutian waved his hand and said, "No need. Don't disturb her cultivation. Everyone can go now!"
"Yes."
Jiang Chuan replied.
The clansmen around also dispersed and went about their own business.
Jiang Chuan asked expectantly, "Lord Wutian, are you going to stay longer this time?"
"I am not sure yet."
Wutian shook his head and sent out his Divine Thought. He said calmly, "Xuanyuan Jue, Mu Jinyu, do you want me to invite you in person before you are willing to come out?"
"Haha, the Shura King of the Ancient Continent, the Samsara Continent, the Antiquity Continent, and the Celestial realm. How dare you invite him in person?"
Xuanyuan Jue walked out of a wooden building with a faint laugh.
He stood tall and straight like an ancient pine tree. His eyes pierced through the Void and fell directly on Wutian. However, when he saw through Wutian's realm, his pupils shrank and he muttered, "It only took him nine hundred years to reach the First Tribulation Divine Spirit from the Peak of the Great Emperor Realm. What a freak!"
At the same time, Wutian was also observing Xuanyuan Jue with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Not only had Xuanyuan Jue become a Divine Spirit, but his aura also showed signs of becoming a Second Tribulation Divine Spirit. It could be seen that he had broken through a long time ago.
Wutian said, "Jiang Chuan, I have something to discuss with you. Go do your own thing."
"Yes."
Jiang Chuan glanced at the two thoughtfully, but he knew better than to ask. He responded respectfully and turned to leave.
"Swoosh!"
Wutian took a step forward and landed in front of Xuanyuan Jue. He said, "Where is Sikong Lie? Take me to him."
Previously, he used his Divine Thought to check. Other than Xuanyuan Jue and the others, he did not sense Sikong Lie's aura at all.
Xuanyuan Jue said in surprise, "How do you know he is here?"
Wutian said, "Don't worry about that."
"You rascal, I really can't hide anything from you. Come with me!"
Xuanyuan Jue shook his head and then rushed to the sky and flew toward a dense forest.
"He's really here."
After taking a deep breath, Wutian turned into a stream of light and followed closely behind.
Soon, a towering mountain came into sight. The mountain was located in the dense forest and was more than ten thousand feet tall. It was like a pillar that supported the sky, towering into the clouds and emitting a majestic aura.
"Swoosh!"
Wutian followed Xuanyuan Jue and landed on the peak of the mountain.
There was a protruding rock at the edge of the cliff a thousand feet away. A man in white stood on the rock against the wind.
Xuanyuan Jue bowed and said, "Greetings, Elder Sikong."
"Yes."
The man in white responded but did not turn back. He looked at the void in front of him.
"Elder?"
Wutian was stunned, and could not help but carefully look up and down at this figure. Gradually, his pupils shrank. This figure was not tall and sturdy, nor was it strong, but it was like a majestic giant mountain lying in front of him, making people unconsciously have the idea of worshipping it.
He possessed dense black hair that fluttered with the wind behind him, and his pure white clothes were spotless. When looked at from afar, he was like an immortal that had descended to the mortal world, and his entire body emitted an indescribably ethereal aura.
Was he really Sikong Lie in the Dark City?
The Sikong Lie who left countless legends on the ancient continent and the Samsara Continent?
The Sikong Lie who took special care of him?
At this moment, Wutian was in a trance. Sikong Lie was right in front of him, but he felt that it was unreal.
At this moment, the memory that was sealed in the depths of his soul involuntarily emerged.
The super forces on the Samsara Continent, the Yin Yang Sect, the Fiery Falling Valley, the Demon-sealing Fortress, the Polar Ice Town, and Excellency Ape of the ancient continent. Everything he faced was specially arranged by Sikong Lie.
It could be said that without Sikong Lie, he would not be who he was today.
He was really grateful for this, but at the same time, he was conflicted about this kind of future that had been arranged long ago.
This kind of contradiction made him not know how to face the man in front of him.
"You've been here for so long, but you haven't even said a word. Wutian, it seems that you are not ready to face me."
After an unknown period of time, a slightly indifferent voice sounded.
"Phew!"
Wutian exhaled and shook his head. "You're wrong. It's not that I'm not ready. I just don't know whether to thank you or … hate you."
"Hate me?"
Sikong Lie was slightly stunned. He smiled faintly and said, "Are you not satisfied with my arrangements?"
Wutian shook his head and said, "I can't deny that your arrangements have laid a solid foundation for me. But I don't like to be led by the nose, whether it's you or Xuanyuan God. It's the same."
"You're too headstrong. This may not be a good thing."
Sikong Lie turned his head, revealing a chiseled face. His eyes were as black as ink, like two black holes. They contained a supreme demonic power that could suck in one's mind.
He was like a star in the night. Seeing him was like seeing hope and the future.
Looking at that unfamiliar face, Wutian also smiled.
For so many years, he had always wanted to see the true face of this legendary figure, but he never had the chance. Now that he finally got what he wanted, the knot in his heart disappeared. He felt very relaxed.
This change in his heart was not because of Sikong Lie, but because he had accepted it. The past was just a cloud, and there was no need to be obsessed with it.
He cupped his hands and said, "Junior Wutian greets senior."
"Mmm."
Sikong Lie nodded, his eyes filled with gratification. He said, "The speed of your growth is beyond our imagination. I believe that you will soon surpass me and even Xuanyuan God."
"That will happen sooner or later."
Wutian said confidently. This caused Xuanyuan Jue to roll his eyes. He was rather conflicted. How could there be such a conceited person in the world?
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