When the relic entered the sea, it did not cause much of a ripple. However, after it dove into the sea, it quickly wriggled and turned into a tadpole with a large tail. It happily shook its round head and chased after the old man who had taken the black jar. The old man himself remained on the sea, seemingly enraged by those who provoked him. He rode on the skull and slammed everyone he saw into the sea with a ferocious look. However, what was surprising was that Cliff Master Qiu Xin no longer looked at him!
This made Fang Xing even more certain that Cliff Master Qiu Xin did not care about the lives of his clansmen at all!
On the surface of the sea, the tadpole swam very fast. It had already caught up to the old man who was sneaking away with the jar. From the side, there were also people who gradually flew out and followed him. Or rather, they were protecting him. They were all people with extraordinary cultivation. They moved forward with solemn expressions, looking left and right from time to time. However, they did not expect that their pursuers were actually in the sea!
This was a divine ability brought about by Fang Xing's Thousand Spirits Pill. This tadpole was just an ordinary avatar of his. Back when Bai Qianzhang was still in the Golden Core realm, he could already use this kind of small technique flexibly. Fang Xing's cultivation was now higher than Bai Qianzhang's in the Blue Cloud Sect. It was just that he was not as proficient in the study of techniques as Uncle Eleven. However, he was still familiar with this kind of small technique. Moreover, even if it was just an ordinary avatar, with the Thousand Spirits Pill as a foundation, it could still display a far better effect than an ordinary cultivator!
His Thousand Spirits Pill was refined from the spirits of ten thousand demons, so each of them had a different source of Dao. This relic that he threw down was left behind by a frog demon during the demon-chasing war. Thus, after turning into an ordinary avatar, it was a tadpole …
Of course, if Fang Xing attached his Devil Soul to it and slowly refined it, he would be able to create a living version of himself.
As Fang Xing swam swiftly with the old man, from time to time, some cultivators who had escaped would rush to join him. There were also more than ten people who gathered together and hurriedly moved forward. They were afraid of being discovered, so they didn't dare to fly high into the sky, and only moved along the surface of the sea. After traveling for about a thousand miles, this group of people suddenly stopped. They first looked left and right to see if there was anyone following them, and even took out a few Spirit Searching Talismans. However, Fang Xing's Breath Concealment Technique was brilliant, and these Spirit Searching Talismans made by Yuanying couldn't do anything to him!
"There's no one around, open it!"
Someone beside the black-clothed old man was already unable to restrain himself and anxiously urged.
"Back off!"
The old man glared at the talkative person and shouted in a low voice. The surrounding people immediately retreated far away.
At this moment, the old man let out a deep breath and pressed his hand on the black jar. He chanted an incantation in a low voice. After a long while, the seawater below suddenly began to churn and a reef emerged from the bottom of the sea. It was the size of a small hill and was dark and did not seem to have any special features. However, when those people saw the reef, they were abnormally excited and hurriedly gathered around it.
Then, it was still the black-clothed old man who walked forward. His palm slapped the reef a few times, and there was a flash of light. From the reef, a door that could allow people to enter and exit appeared. The black-clothed old man immediately stepped in, and the people behind him rushed in, afraid that they would be left behind. Fang Xing also took this opportunity to sweep up a wave and enter.
Boom, boom, boom!
After stepping into the door on the reef, he felt the world spin around him. His surroundings had changed, and in front of him was a huge cave. In front of him were huge stalagmites that looked like fangs. It was a strange forest, and between the stalagmites, there was a small path that led forward. He didn't know where he was, but his surroundings were wet, and the air was salty. This must be a hidden cave at the bottom of the sea!
Even Fang Xing couldn't help but feel amazed. He really felt that this place was mysterious. It was transformed by an extremely powerful formation technique. Although he didn't cultivate in formation techniques, he could more or less understand that this place was a natural karst cave, but it was collected by someone with great power and refined into an independent world. Then, the reef rock was used as a door to connect to the outside world. If one wanted to enter or exit, they could only pass through the reef rock. Otherwise, this world was basically in a different place from the world they were usually in, and they would never be able to find it!
"This is the Minor Thousand World?"
It seemed that it was the first time for many of the Meng Tribe members to come here, and they couldn't help but be amazed.
"Yes, this is the result of the blood and sweat of our ancestors. It is very different from the Minor Thousand World that the orthodoxies in the outside world speak of. This place is an independent world, and once we enter, it will be impossible for outsiders to find us. We have finally escaped from this disaster!"
The black-robed old man entered and let out a long sigh of relief. He lifted his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead.
"What kind of plan did the Ancestor set up here? He didn't even let the previous young master know, and he specifically told us to escape as much as possible. Then, he followed you into this place … Other than preserving our Captive Heart Cliff's lineage, what else could it be?"
Some of the calmer ones, who seemed to be here for the first time, hurriedly asked.
"Heh, how could the Ancestor's plan be something that you can imagine? You will understand once you move forward! "
The black-robed old man sneered and didn't answer. He waved his sleeve and continued to move forward.
The rest of the Meng Tribe's cultivators hurriedly followed behind.
It wasn't easy for them to get here, so Fang Xing naturally couldn't lose them. However, there was no sea water, and he had a big tail, so he couldn't catch up. However, this wasn't a problem. After pondering for a while, his body trembled and turned into a small toad the size of a thumb. He still had a small tail, and he jumped and jumped to keep up with the Meng Tribe members who were hurriedly moving forward.
This Minor Thousand World was dangerous, and the roads were complicated. Even the black-robed old man could only carefully move forward and didn't have time to care about anything else. The rest of the Meng Tribe members were even more curious and afraid, so no one noticed the small toad behind them.
After walking for about ten miles, they arrived at a vast underground fortress. In front of them, there was a pitch-black hall. It was about a hundred feet tall and sat alone in the middle of the cave. Its aura was extremely strange. It was covered with frost and it was obvious that the temperature was extremely low. However, the interior of the dark fortress was flickering with red flames, as if it was made of refined iron that had been heated red …
"We're here …"
The black-robed old man saw the black hall and became excited. He quickly followed.
"This … This is …"
A Meng Tribe cultivator exclaimed and hurriedly asked in shock.
"This is the place where the Ancestor used the Mandate of Heaven as bait to fish for the Immortal Palace!"
The black-robed old man seemed excited and proud. As he walked, he said in a deep voice.
"Using the Mandate of Heaven as bait to fish for the Immortal Palace?"
The Meng Tribe cultivators were stunned, and their voices contained a trace of awe.
"That's right. It's a pity that the Ancestor could have succeeded, but he was disrupted by that scum of the Human Clan. Alas, he set up such a sinister plan and brought about the destruction of our Captive Heart Cliff. There was no other way, the Ancestor could only come up with this plan and let us remedy the situation!"
The black-robed old man walked faster and faster until he arrived in front of the black hall.
"Who are you?"
On the black gate, there were two engravings of armored soldiers. In front of the gate, there were four black stone platforms with an old man sitting cross-legged on each of them. When the group of people approached a thousand feet away, the four old men on the stone platforms opened their eyes at the same time. A giant bow appeared in each of their hands, and an awe-inspiring arrow was pointed directly at the group of people.
"Four Venerables, don't be alarmed. It's me!"
The black-robed old man hurriedly raised the black jar and whispered.
"Why do I feel a strange aura?"
The four old men slowly put down their bows when they saw them. However, they were still very vigilant and looked around.
"These juniors are here for the first time!"
The black-robed old man quickly explained and pointed at Warrior Zhu Xiu behind him.
"It's the four elders whose cultivation is second only to the Ancestor. They have disappeared for many years. So they're here!"
The juniors were shocked when they saw the four old men and hurriedly went forward to greet them.
"If that's the case, let's go in!"
The four Venerables swept their eyes over their faces and finally nodded slowly. At the same time, they shot out four beams of divine light.
The huge black gate slowly opened with a squeak. The black-robed old man quickly walked in. The cultivators behind him were scared by the four Venerables' stares and hurriedly followed. The last one was even stared at by one of the Venerables and broke out in a cold sweat. However, he didn't expect that after he entered the hall and the black gate was closed, a small toad rolled out from under his robe. The toad hurriedly jumped and hid to the side. Fortunately, no one saw it.
It was cold outside, but after entering the hall, they immediately felt extremely hot.
When they took a closer look, the group of Meng Clan juniors were shocked. In the middle of the hall, there was a lake of magma. It was bubbling and emitting terrifying heat. In the middle of the lake, there were more than ten huge copper pillars. In the middle of the pillars was a black stone platform. What was even more terrifying was that there was a person tied to each of the pillars.
"Elder, those people tied to the pillars are …"
One of the Meng Tribe's juniors stared at it for a long time, and then asked in a trembling voice.
"Haha, if we want to fish the Immortal Palace, how can we not have bait?"
The black-robed old man was not surprised at all. He walked along a narrow black bridge to the black stone platform and respectfully placed the jar in the middle of the stone platform. He then stood up and glanced at the people tied to the pillars. He sneered in a low voice, "That's right, they are the distinguished guests who came to our Prison Heart Cliff to seek refuge half a year ago. They are also the … bait that the ancestor is fishing for!"
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