In the end, Hen Tianning stayed in the palace and began to serve Master Fang clumsily. The other nine Golden Core cultivators stood guard at the entrance of the palace like loyal guards. They looked very loyal, but Red Dragon did not like them. He felt that they were here to steal his job. If not for Fang Xing stopping him, he would have swallowed them whole.
As for the other tribes, they were shocked to see Fang Xing suddenly have ten more subordinates. However, Fang Xing did not give them time to react. After making arrangements for these people, he walked out of the palace and stood on the Immortal Ascension Platform with his hands on his hips. "Fengtian Clan's purple pockmarked face, Imperial Beast Clan's long hair, Moon Worshipping Clan's fat old lady, and Five Clans Alliance's smiling ghost, where the hell are you bastards? Did you catch the Vermilion Bird? Get your asses out here right now … "
He knew that these people had been staring at him. They must have heard him scolding them.
Behind him, the nine Golden Core cultivators of the Hentian Clan and Hen Tianning, who was hiding in the palace, looked at each other, not knowing who he was scolding.
After a while, when Fengtian Clan's purple pockmarked old cultivator, Imperial Beast Clan's long hair, Moon Worshipping Clan's pink dress Granny Yao, and Small Clans Alliance's smiling old man appeared in the air above the Immortal Ascension Platform, they were scared out of their wits. The more knowledgeable they were, the colder they felt. These were all top figures in the Ultimate Chasm. Why was this person scolding them as if they were their grandchildren …
"Stinking brat, we are old, how dare you insult us like this. Are you tired of living?"
Moon Worshipping Clan's Granny Yao scolded with a face full of murderous intent. She could not stand being scolded by so many people in the hall.
Fang Xing was not afraid of her at all. "Stupid fat woman, so what if I scold you? Let's fight if you're not happy."
Granny Yao's eyebrows were raised in anger. She shouted, "You dare fight me?"
Fang Xing waved his hand at Chi Long: "Da Gouzi, fight with her!"
The crimson dragon roared and was about to charge forward, scaring Granny Yao, who was in the air, to the point that her face turned green. The leaders of the other clans quickly came forward to calm her down. The smiling elder from the alliance of the small clans said with a smile, "Granny Yao, please calm down. Little friend Xing, please keep your temper in check. We are going to work together to explore the Ruins of Returning. We are not enemies, so there is no need to make things so awkward. What did you call us for? "
Fang Xing rolled his eyes at him and said, "Why are you everywhere? Aren't you tired of smiling every day? "
The Smiling Ghost was speechless. He thought to himself, 'Other people have a murderous look on their faces every day. It's fine if you scold them, but this old man sees that everyone is friendly and doesn't force you to do anything. Why are you scolding them all the same? It's really infuriating …'
Seeing that the few old men had lost their temper after being scolded by him, Fang Xing said proudly, "Have you found the Vermillion Bird?"
Granny Yao said coldly, "The Ruins of Returning is so huge. How can it be that easy?"
Fang Xing laughed coldly and said, "I knew that you are only good at having a bad temper. There is no use at all!"
Granny Yao was immediately enraged. Just as she was about to throw a tantrum, Fang Xing interrupted her and said, "Enough, enough. Are you not going to let me say that you are not capable? I know that you can't do this well, but I still need to give you a hand. I have a feather here. Take it. If you can't even find the Vermillion Bird's whereabouts with this, then don't bother exploring the Ruins of Returning. Go home and take care of your children! "
"A feather?"
The few old cultivators in the air were stunned when they saw the fiery red feather. "Could it be from the Vermillion Bird?"
Fang Xing flicked his finger, and the red feather floated towards them. He turned around and left, saying, "There's not much time. Do as you see fit!"
The few old cultivators made a grabbing motion in the air, and the feather was caught by the purple-spotted old cultivator from the Fengtian Clan. The others gathered around to take a look. They were not confident in finding the Vermillion Bird at first, and they were already considering how to force Fang Xing to enter the depths of the Ruins of Returning if they couldn't find the Vermillion Bird. However, they were not confident in their methods, and they were in a dilemma. They did not expect to find a red feather today.
Many cultivators practiced secret techniques. It was not difficult for them to determine the location of the owner of a feather.
Immediately, the few old cultivators turned around and gathered the experts of the various clans who were good at secret techniques for a discussion. Then, they used their secret techniques to find the owner of the red feather. The results were soon out, but they were in a dilemma. The owner of the fiery red feather was in the southern part of the Immortal Ascension Stage. It looked very far away, and that was the direction of the depths of the Ruins of Returning, where danger lurked.
They were immediately worried and sent someone to explain the matter to Fang Xing. They were worried that Fang Xing would take the opportunity to make a scene and make things difficult for them. However, they did not expect that Fang Xing would be so easy to talk to. It was as if he only wanted one result. After hearing the location of the Vermillion Bird, he immediately said, "Then let's set off. We will pursue the bird as we enter the Ruins of Returning!"
This answer surprised the great cultivators of the various clans. A series of orders were issued, and after paying respects to the Elder Ancestor, they set off to explore the Ruins of Returning.
There were nearly two hundred cultivators from the four clans, and they set off for the depths of the Ruins of Returning that night.
Among these two hundred cultivators, there were eleven who were at the Golden Core Mahayana Stage. The Celestial Reverence Tribe, the Beast Taming Tribe, and the Moon Worshipping Tribe each had three, while the Small Tribe Alliance had two. Vaguely, their strength had reached a balance.
There were more than 20 cultivators in the Late Gold Core Realm, but the alliance of the small clans had the most cultivators. There were eight of them. These people were usually the leaders of the small clans, but after joining the alliance, they were no longer strong enough to fight for the right to speak. Therefore, they had no choice but to form an alliance and elect the smiling old man, who had reached the Mastery Gold Core Realm, as their leader to take the position of the small clans in the alliance.
In addition to these high-end forces, there were more than fifty mid-stage Golden Core cultivators, about a hundred Golden Core cultivators, and dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators. However, the Foundation Establishment cultivators who were qualified to follow were all people with secret techniques. In addition, there was Yi Long, Fang Xing, and Magu, who was familiar with the path to the Ruins of Returning. This scale of exploration team could be said to be the largest in the history of the Ruins of Returning.
As they set off, the cultivators were full of confidence. To be honest, this trip had mobilized nearly two-thirds of the high-end forces in the Ruins of Returning. In addition, there was Magu, who was familiar with the path to the Ruins of Returning. In addition, there were nine moons in the sky. It was a rare opportunity in thousands of years. If they were unable to enter the Ruins of Returning and open the secret of the Supreme Dao Palace, then the cultivators could forget about this idea.
When the second red light rose in the sky, the cultivators had already set foot on the path to the depths of the Ruins of Returning.
There were many dangers in the Ruins of Returning, but the most troublesome were two types.
The first type was the ferocious beasts that occupied the various mountain regions. The deeper they went, the stronger the ferocious beasts were. Fourth-level ferocious beasts were already considered beast kings, while fifth-level ferocious beasts were the overlords of a thousand-mile area. However, in the depths of the Ruins of Returning, there were sixth-level and even seventh-level ferocious beasts. If they could fight sixth-level ferocious beasts, they would not dare to provoke seventh-level ferocious beasts.
Not to mention these Golden Core cultivators, Fang Xing estimated that even Red Dragon would find it difficult to fight a seventh-level ferocious beast head-on. This was because, compared to the cultivation realm of humans, such a seventh-level ferocious beast should have reached the Yuanying realm!
The second biggest problem was the void turbulence that densely covered the void.
It was said that the Taishang orthodoxy had been struck by lightning for 33 days, causing the void in the Ruins of Returning to shatter and become unstable. It was still constantly changing, with chaotic and complicated void cracks that appeared and disappeared from time to time. It was impossible to guard against them, and if one were to accidentally barge into a void crack, no matter how strong one's cultivation or physical body was, one would be torn apart by the void crack and even lose one's physical body.
It was because of this situation that the cultivators did not dare to soar into the sky. At most, they could only fly close to the ground at a slow speed.
As they slowly entered the Ruins of Returning, Fang Xing secretly clicked his tongue after he learned about the dangers of entering the Ruins of Returning from Magu. Fortunately, he did not rush in with Red Dragon to search for the Dao Scriptures. Faced with the countless dangers in the Ruins of Returning, his and Red Dragon's strength was really too weak. They did not have enough strength to barge in, nor did they have enough experience.
Such a Ruins of Returning could only be explored by gathering the strength of various clans to withstand the consumption of resources and loss of personnel.
To put it bluntly, some of the difficulties required human lives to fill the gap. If there were fewer people, it would not be able to fill the gap.
Of course, it was fine to take anyone's life, as long as it was not his and Da Gouzi's lives. With this idea in mind, Fang Xing was quite low-key along the way. Surrounded by the Golden Core nine servants, he spent all day drinking and sleeping on Red Dragon's back. Otherwise, he would call Magu and Hen Tianning to squat on the dragon's head and play cards and quarrel. He forcibly made the dangerous Ruins of Returning feel like an outing.
The result of this was that after two months, when they finally entered the depths of the Ruins of Returning, the cultivators of the three clans and the small clans were exhausted from killing ferocious beasts and searching for the path. They suffered heavy casualties, while Fang Xing had gained three kilograms …
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