For the sake of the Dao Palace, Zhu Xiu of the Bottomless Ruins went all out and took out all the treasures of his clan.
Due to the unique rules of the Bottomless Ruins, the situation in the cultivation world was different from the outside world. The Spirit Qi was abundant here, so it was not a waste to cultivate. Cultivators like Hen Tianning, who had established their foundation before the age of twenty, would definitely be geniuses of major sects in the outside world, but in the Bottomless Ruins, they were not that outstanding. But with advantages came disadvantages.
Although the Spirit Qi was abundant here, the rules were chaotic, and there were very few spirit stones and divine mines, which meant that there were very few materials to forge artifacts. Aside from cultivation, artifacts, talismans, and formations were not their forte. To put it simply, in the Bottomless Ruins, artifacts, talismans, and even one's own spiritual energy were extremely precious. But now, in order to cross the Yellow Springs Sea, the leaders had put in a lot of effort.
At that time, they rested at Three Realm Mountain for three days and prepared to cross the sea.
Granny Yao of the Reverence Moon Clan did not lie. For three consecutive days, she climbed to the peak of Three Realm Mountain at midnight and used her lifespan to perform the Reverence Moon Secret Technique. After the technique was performed, the brilliance of the moon in the sky seemed to surpass that of the sun. Its silvery light shone on the Yellow Springs Sea, and she used the moon as her eyes, memorizing every dark reef, chilling wind, and undercurrent on the sea and marking them on a map.
After three days, she had almost explored the terrain and dangers of the Yellow Springs Sea and was ready to cross the sea.
On the other hand, Shi Nansha of the Beast Tamer Clan withdrew six Puppet Beasts that were 30 meters tall from his storage pouch. They emanated ferocious auras, and surprisingly, they were refined from the bodies of fifth-grade ferocious beasts. They weren't afraid of Yin winds and were difficult to be injured by blades, and they were like high-grade Magic Artifacts. Moreover, each Puppet Beast could carry seven to eight cultivators, so the remaining 30 plus cultivators here were enough to cross the ocean.
Luo Musang, the leader of the Small Clans Alliance, gritted his teeth and took out three divine talismans. It was said that the talismans were made by the Yuan Family of the Divine Prefecture, and each talisman had unfathomable power. After the talismans were activated, they would hover above everyone's head and protect Zhu Xiu from any unexpected danger. The three talismans were equivalent to three times, but after they were used, the talismans would become useless.
As for the Fengtian Clan, it was equivalent to taking out the true ultimate treasure of the clan.
Ancestor Fengtian's Magic Sword!
Back then, Patriarch Fengtian was a true protector of the Dao. He abhorred evil his entire life and killed countless fiendish demons. Even his reason for entering the Sinkhole was different. Others were forced to do so, but he did not hesitate to enter the Sinkhole to kill a demon. In the end, he ended his life there. The magic sword he left behind was tainted with his demon-slaying karma. Its righteousness was vast, and its essence Qi shot to the heavens. It had almost reached the point where it could suppress fate. Only such a magic sword could destroy the death Qi of the Yellow Springs Sea.
As for Fang Xing …
I've already given you the Vermilion Bird. What else do you want?
He waited patiently to cross the river with the other cultivators!
At noon on the third day, everything was ready. Thirty-four cultivators and a red dragon rode on the six ferocious beast puppets provided by the Yushou Clan. Fang Xing, Hentianning, and the eight golden core servants could ride on one of the ferocious beast puppets. However, the red dragon was too big, so they had to ride with Fang Xing. They had to curl up their bodies and barely fit.
"The Dao Palace is right in front of us. Cross the Yellow Springs Sea!"
The purple-spotted cultivator from the Fengtian Clan shouted. He brought out the sword case and took out a seemingly ordinary three-foot long sword. He lowered his head and prayed for a while. Then, he unsheathed the sword and slashed at the sky. With a rumble, the ordinary-looking three-foot long sword suddenly erupted with a terrifying force that almost split the world.
The Yellow Springs Sea was filled with eerie yin energy all year round. It looked like dark clouds looming over the surface of the sea. When the sword slashed, the yin energy that had been lingering for thousands of years was split in half by the sword light. The energy was pushed back to the sides. Some twisted faces of the dead could even be seen in the dark clouds. They were howling and struggling, but they were suppressed by the sword energy.
"Life and death are on the line. Let's fight!"
Shi Nansha, the leader of the Fengtian Clan, also shouted. He waved the flag in his hand and six huge beast puppets flew out at the same time.
The flag in his hand was a treasure that controlled the six beast puppets. There was an invisible spiritual connection between the beast puppets and the flag. As long as the flag was in front, the beast puppets would be tied down by a rope. They would advance and retreat together. With the flag's power, there was no need to worry about getting lost in the mist of the Yellow Springs Sea. It was indeed the best choice for the cultivators to cross the sea.
"Boom!"
Just as the puppet beast swooped down from the Three World Mountain towards the Yellow Spring Sea, bone-chilling winds swept in from all directions. The winds were icy cold, yet as sharp as knives, almost tearing everything that flew on the surface of the sea to shreds. However, the puppet beast was neither alive nor dead, so it was not afraid of the winds. Under the summoning of Shi Nansha's flag, its body was lifeless but extremely dignified as it slowly floated forward.
"Roar …"
The dead spirits on the two sides roared when they saw something enter the Yellow Springs Sea. They wanted to rush forward and tear it apart.
"Hmph, Demonic Barrier, retreat!"
The purple-spotted old cultivator snorted and slashed again. The Azure Edge Sword glowed brightly, forcing the dead spirits back again. Some of them were too slow and were sucked in by the sword's power. Some of them even shattered, turning into dark light that dissipated into the world.
"There's a hidden reef with human bones ahead. Turn west first, then turn south a thousand feet later and go around it!"
At the same time, the Reverence Moon clansmen held the map of the Yellow Springs Sea that Granny Yao had found and loudly warned the cultivators to avoid it.
It had to be said that the great tribes of the Sinkhole each had their own strengths. Only such an alliance could cross the Yellow Springs Sea.
This level of danger was not something that a single tribe or person could deal with alone.
After three days of careful preparation, the cultivators slowly crossed the hundred miles of the Yellow Spring Sea and rushed to the other side. After nearly half of the journey, it was more daunting than dangerous. However, when they crossed nearly two-thirds of the sea, the group of dead spirits who watched the cultivators cross the sea but did not dare to approach suddenly took out their weapons and stared at the cultivators fiercely. Their mouths opened quickly and silently, as if they were chanting something.
As it continued to chant, black thunderclouds gradually gathered above the heads of the cultivators.
"Not good, these vile creatures are cursing us …"
Elder Fangzheng of the Fengtian clan immediately roared in fear when he saw this scene.
"Don't worry, I'm already prepared!"
Luo Musang, the leader of the Small Tribes Alliance, shouted through gritted teeth. Then, as if he was cutting his own flesh to bleed, he threw a purple talisman into the air. Almost at the same time, more than a dozen black lightning bolts suddenly struck down from the black thunderclouds in the sky, striking the cultivators. The purple talisman happened to fly above the cultivators' heads and in an instant, there was a brilliant flash …
Boom!
It was as if there were Yuanying cultivators fighting above their heads. Boundless and chaotic energy poured down from above.
However, the purple talisman played an extraordinary role in the face of such destructive energy. The shocking energy was completely annihilated by the purple light on the talisman. The sound of thunder was loud, but the raindrops were small. In the end, the purple talisman completely disappeared. The purple talisman also turned a dull gray. It swayed and fell from the sky, sinking into the Yellow Springs Sea.
"What a good talisman!"
The talisman's effect was beyond everyone's expectations. Even the purple-spotted old cultivator turned around to look at it with a strange expression.
"Haha, it's good that it can eliminate the disaster …"
Luo Musang laughed when he heard the crowd's praises, but his heart was bleeding. "Damn it, this talisman is so powerful? No wonder the Yuan family chased me for a hundred thousand miles back then. If I knew it was so powerful, I wouldn't have taken it out … "
The calamity disappeared without a trace. All the cultivators clenched their teeth and rushed forward with tense faces.
They broke through the fog and rushed to the other side.
Below them was the black seawater that kept churning. In front of them was the door to the Dao Palace. There was a chance of survival.
"Oh no …"
They watched as they approached the other shore step by step. Who would have thought that something would happen? On the path that the cultivators were taking, the sea region that Granny Yao had clearly checked and deemed as safe suddenly glowed with spiritual light. Formless power of the matrix stretched out and appeared before the cultivators. It was an eye of the matrix. It should have been one of the eyes of the sea-sealing matrix of the High Dao Palace. Now that the sea-sealing matrix had long been destroyed and was no more, this eye of the matrix had been preserved, and it had suddenly manifested.
A powerful suction force was already forming in the eye of the formation, and it was getting stronger and stronger.
When the eye of the formation was completely formed, everyone would probably be sucked into it and torn to pieces …
"Fellow Luo, use the talisman quickly …"
Shi Nansha, who was riding on the puppet beast, immediately shouted when he saw the situation.
The leader of the Small Clan Alliance, Luo Musang, actually hesitated at this moment, as if he was reluctant to use the talisman. He hesitated for a moment, but from the corner of his eye, he saw that the Nine Elixirs and Eight Servants of the Hateful Sky Clan and the Hateful Sky Clan's puppet beast were the closest to the eye of the formation. A plan came to his mind. He took out the talisman and prepared to use it, while at the same time, he secretly held out his palm.
His palm was secretly infused with Elixir light. It was like a sharp knife that cut off the connection between the flag in Shi Nansha's hand and the puppet beast in one-tenth of a breath's time. The puppet beast's forward momentum slowed down slightly, and the suction force of the formation eye continued to strengthen. It immediately drew the puppet beast toward the eye of the formation, and it was about to block the eye of the formation.
"It's just a few servants. If you block the eye of the formation, the power of the eye of the formation will be reduced, and it will be enough for us to break through this area!"
Luo Musang thought to himself. After using the first talisman, he found that the power of the talisman was stronger than he had imagined, so he was reluctant to use it. He wanted to keep it with him, and if he encountered any trouble in the future, he could use it to save his life. To him, it was just sacrificing a few members of the Hateful Sky Clan, so it was really not a big deal.
Fang Xing had the red dragon by his side, and he also had eight Gold Core servants. In terms of power, he had already surpassed the Heaven Worship, Beast Taming, and Moon Worshipping factions, not to mention the Small Clan Alliance that had suffered heavy casualties along the way. Now he had a chance to quietly kill the eight servants under Fang Xing, and at the same time save himself a talisman. No matter how he thought about it, it was worth it.
However, he had underestimated Fang Xing. He was not far from the eight Gold Core servants, and when he discovered the formation eye, he immediately focused his attention in that direction. His divine sense was at its most sensitive, and he immediately sensed Luo Musang's small movements. His eyes suddenly spat out two flames of anger, and he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Bastard, you're courting death!"
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