As far as the eye could see, one could see mountains moving in a magnificent manner. The peaks extended to the east and west, like a silver screen at the top of the world.
Although the end of the year had passed, the snow on the mountain was far from melting. The mountain road, which was already rugged and difficult to walk on, became increasingly difficult to find.
On this day, there were not many people wandering around the main peak of Heavenly Lake.
Looking at the silver world, He Yiming sighed in his heart.
The Blessed Enclave and Heavenly Lake both lived in the mountains, but their living conditions were very different. In the Blessed Enclave in the east, because of the existence of the Tree God, there were twelve famous Enclaves, and living conditions there were like spring all year round, with warm winters and cool summers.
The land in the mountains was fertile, and it was even more enviable than the best paddy fields.
Although the disciples of the Heavenly Lake Faction also lived in the mountains, their living conditions were far inferior to those of the Heavenly Lake Faction.
However, the living conditions of the two places were different, and the mental outlook was also different. In comparison, the disciples of the Heavenly Lake Faction were obviously much more valiant. Not only were they taller, but more importantly, they were more aggressive and aggressive. The ratio of experts in the Heavenly Lake Faction far exceeded those in the Blessed and Heavenly Lands.
Of course, in terms of the number of people in the mountains, Heavenly Lake was far inferior.
At this moment, a figure moved like a ghost in this snow-white world. This time, He Yiming even left White Horse Thunder Lightning and Treasure Pig outside when he came to the main peak of the Heavenly Lake.
Although Little Baozhu was quite dissatisfied with his decision, with White Horse Lightning and 108 beside him, it would not cause too much trouble.
After a few ups and downs, He Yiming had already arrived at the fog at the top of the mountain.
Although the fog here was quite dense, He Yiming was basically immune to the fog here after experiencing the sea of fog in Ghost Cry Ridge.
He moved as fast as lightning, and flew toward the top of the mountain. At the same time, he released his mind and quietly sensed the Power of Heaven and Earth nearby.
He Yiming had become more sensitive to the power of heaven and earth ever since he was able to release the power of heaven and earth. He could even clearly distinguish the attributes of the Heaven and Earth Energy that he had absorbed.
This was something unimaginable in the past.
He Yiming gradually sensed that the power of the Metal Element was the strongest in this mist.
There was the divine power of fire from the Liuli Cave in the south, the divine power of water from the Ice Palace in the north, the divine power of earth from the Heaven Reaching Pagoda in the center of the continent, the divine power of wood from the Blessed Enclave in the east, and the divine power of metal from the Heaven Lake in the northwest.
In a trance, He Yiming seemed to have discovered some kind of mysterious connection between them.
These five most powerful forces in the eastern world were actually divided among the five great sects. Even the headquarters of their sects were built on top of these divine forces. Moreover, these sects used all kinds of methods to be able to use these enormous divine forces for their own use.
Although this was the same as Franklin's Divine Power of Light, but to be able to do this, the strength of these sects could be imagined.
However, according to He Yiming's knowledge, the ones who set up these magical formations were not the present powerhouses at the peak of the human dao, but the people of the Divine Path who had already disappeared in history.
It was good to enjoy the shade under a big tree. This was a typical example of the predecessor planting the tree for the future generation to enjoy the shade. If it weren't for the actions of the Divine Path powerhouses in the past, these great sects might not be able to stand forever like evergreen trees.
He Yiming, who was moving forward, suddenly stopped in his tracks. His ears twitched slightly, and a trace of suspicion appeared on his face.
Now, his sensitivity to the Power of Heaven and Earth had reached an unbelievable level.
This feeling far surpassed the limit of an ordinary person at the peak of the Ninth Heaven of the human dao. This was because this was the comprehension that he gained from using the power of Heaven and Earth, which was why he had such an achievement that powerhouses of the same level could not reach.
He Yiming could vaguely sense that there seemed to be more than one powerhouse at the peak of the human dao on the Heavenly Lake's main peak. Instead, there were two powerhouses of this level.
One of them was naturally Sakyamuni without a doubt, but He Yiming was rather surprised by the other one. If he was not mistaken, this person should be Great Ancestor Yellow Spring, whom he had met twice.
He Yiming could not help but be moved when he thought about the world's greatest assassin.
Although he had joined forces with Great Ancestor Yellow Spring to cause trouble for the two Western powerhouses, they both knew that it was only a temporary cooperation. Once the cooperation ended, they would still be enemies.
He Yiming would still be afraid if they were in other places. Before he was certain that he could kill Great Ancestor Yellow Spring, nobody would be willing to offend the old assassin.
However, at this moment, He Yiming's heart thumped as he looked at his surroundings.
If he could summon White Horse Lightning, Baozhu, 108, and the Blood Condensation Supreme here to ambush him, and if Lord Sakyamuni was willing to join forces with him, Great Ancestor Yellow Spring would not be able to escape even if he had a pair of wings on his back.
Even if Sakyamuni did not do anything, he could make use of this special terrain to have at least a 50% chance of killing Great Ancestor Yellow Spring.
Just as He Yiming's heart was in turmoil, Sakyamuni's voice suddenly rang out, "So Little Brother Brother He is already here. Quickly invite him up."
He Yiming let out a long sigh. He knew that he could not help but breathe a little too heavily due to his emotions just now. Just like that, he was discovered by the people at the peak of the human dao.
Gently waving his arm, He Yiming's figure flashed and rushed up with a whoosh.
He glanced at the platform on the peak. Sure enough, Sakyamuni and Great Ancestor Yellow Spring were sitting opposite each other in a corner. Judging from their posture, they had probably been waiting here for a long time.
"Hehe, I didn't expect Brother Yellow Spring to be here as well. What a pleasure to meet you." He Yiming said with a fake smile.
Gimo Fanshu looked at He Yiming seriously. After a long time, he sighed and said, "Brother He, your aura is much stronger than last time. You've clearly improved a lot. Congratulations."
He Yiming was startled for a moment. He thought to himself that these old fellows had extremely sharp eyes. They could tell that his strength had increased with just a glance. However, what made him suspect was whether or not this information was based on hearsay.
Sakyamuni smiled and pointed at an empty stone chair in front of him. He said softly, "Brother He, Brother Yellow Spring, please take a seat."
He Yiming did not have a good impression of Great Ancestor Yellow Spring, but he did not make things difficult for Sakyamuni on the spot.
He Yiming sat down steadily beside them and asked without any hesitation, "Emperor Brother, do you know who this is?"
Sakyamuni could not help but laugh. "This is Gimo Fanshu, Great Ancestor Yellow Spring, who founded the Yellow Spring Sect and is known as the world's greatest assassin."
He Yiming nodded his head heavily. His eyes were filled with hostility as he said, "In the past, before I ascended to the Ninth Heavenly Layer, I met him. I was favored by him and was chased for thousands of miles."
There was a hint of coldness in his words, as if he would fall out with Great Ancestor Yellow Spring at any time.
However, Gimo Fanshu was like an old monk in meditation. He did not react excessively to He Yiming's provocative tone and gaze.
"Brother He, I have a question. Where did we first meet?" Gimo Fanshu asked calmly.
He Yiming snorted lightly and said, "The Nine Nether Lands."
"What were you doing when you first met?"
He Yiming hesitated for a moment, but he still answered truthfully in the end, "I was chasing after the Yu family's great ancestor."
"Did I leave immediately after he failed to kill you?"
He Yiming's expression became rather unsightly. He said, "You fought a great battle with Long She, and both of you were injured in the end. Of course I had to leave."
Gimo Fanshu smiled and said clearly, "Brother He, if we were in each other's shoes, and someone came to your He family manor and killed your close friends on the spot, what would you do?"
He Yiming understood what the old assassin meant, but he did not have any excuses to refute him.
The assassin was right. If a Five Qi Great Venerable came to the He family manor right now and killed the people related to him in front of him. He Yiming would not turn a blind eye to whoever the great venerable was.
Sakyamuni laughed aloud and broke the deadlock. He said, "Brother He, little brother, I know there are some misunderstandings between you and Lord Gimo, but these are all small conflicts. Please consider the bigger picture and put these personal grudges aside for now. If you really want to die, why don't you talk about it after a thousand years on Iceland? "
He Yiming was stunned. He asked, "Are you going to Iceland as well, Ancestor Netherworld?"
Sakyamuni nodded and said, "Iceland is the shared wealth of the Ninth Heavenly Layer of the human dao in the world. As long as you have a cultivation of this level, you have the right to enter." He smiled apologetically at Gimo Fanshu and said, "Lord Gimo, I and the others had no choice but to gather in private without informing you in the past because you and Garfield both cultivated the strongest darkness-type cultivation methods. Even if you were slightly close to each other, it would greatly affect Miss Yuan's cultivation. However, we never thought that it would lead to so many misunderstandings in the end. Man proposes, God disposes. "
Gimo Fanshu smiled bitterly and said, "Indeed, man proposes, God disposes. If we knew earlier that Brother He was so talented, why would I and the others choose to be your enemy?"
Although there was an element of weakness in his words, it also came from his inner thoughts.
He Yiming smiled, but a strong sense of pride welled up in his heart. Even a powerful assassin like Gimo Fanshu had lowered his head in front of him. What kind of glory was that? It was easier said than done to truly remain indifferent.
Gimo Fanshu suddenly sighed and said, "Brother He, in fact, other than wanting to stop the internal strife with you, I came here to thank you." (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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