The entire Northern Region of Divine Prefecture was in complete chaos.
The Northern Three Paths had laid down many traps and backups, and plotted many complicated relationships, but all of it had turned into a joke at this moment. Damn it, you're still thinking of killing people? In the end, he didn't even leave the mountain, so who are you going to kill? As for the Pilgrimage Cauldron that symbolized the orthodox destiny of the Northern Region of Divine Prefecture, it had been snatched away by him. Of all the things you could have snatched, why did you snatch that cauldron …
This little devil was too ruthless!
Without this cauldron, the cultivation world of the Northern Region of Divine Prefecture would become a joke!
"We must find that little devil, tear him into pieces, and sacrifice him to the sages of the Northern Region …"
"Disciples of the Northern Region of Divine Prefecture, as long as their cultivation is above the Foundation Establishment realm, send them all out to capture that little devil!"
The three Path Masters of the Northern Three Paths had long lost their composure, and were roaring like lions.
The various sects immediately got busy. Decrees were sent out, and some immediately sent out their disciples to guard all the checkpoints within a radius of ten million miles that their own forces could reach. Some immediately gathered disciples who had cultivated the art of divination to deduce the whereabouts of the little devil. There were also those who stood on the mountain peaks and cursed angrily. The entire Northern Region was in chaos. They felt both angry and ridiculous.
"Old friends, let's work together to deduce the secrets of the heavens. We must find the whereabouts of that little devil!"
Even a few old men who would never come out on normal days came out of seclusion. The moment they saw them, a large number of people on the Pilgrimage Mountain knelt down. However, these old men did not care about the others at all. After rushing to the Pilgrimage Mountain to take a look, they discussed with gloomy expressions. At the same time, they looked at the three Path Masters of the Northern Three Paths with dissatisfaction. The three Path Masters were so frightened that they knelt down on the spot, not daring to say a word. Even the symbol of the orthodox Northern Region had been snatched away. This group of old men was very dissatisfied with them.
"Sigh …"
Faced with the three Path Masters of the Northern Three Paths who knelt and begged for forgiveness, the group of old men did not reprimand them in the end. Only the most respected among them let out a long sigh. "If this matter is not resolved well, the Northern Region of Divine Prefecture will become a big joke …"
"Hey, hey … Is this the ancestor?"
"… Yes, yes, I saw him … I couldn't protect him … Don't worry, don't worry, it's not that the people of the Northern Region didn't give me face … It's just that he's too fierce … He's really too fierce, he took away the cauldron on the Pilgrimage Mountain … Yes, yes … It's that cauldron that the ancient Immortals left behind to protect the Northern Region … Holy shit, calm down, don't curse in front of a girl like me, mind your image as a master, ancestor … I don't know where I escaped to, but I escaped anyway. The Northern Region is in chaos now, hahaha …"
"No wonder Master said I'm not as good as him …"
The little monk put away the wooden fish and wiped his face with his sleeve. He muttered to himself, "There's no need to establish a Dao. There's no Dao to establish. I have to quickly go back and report to the Chief Monk. This matter is no longer something that a little monk who hasn't gotten married can handle …"
Not long after, he and the girl riding the strange fish left at the same time and disappeared without a trace.
In this chaos, cultivator Nan Zhan was undoubtedly the most embarrassed.
It was embarrassing to throw flirtatious glances at a blind person, but it was also embarrassing to scold a deaf person for a long time.
After all, the little devil had risked his life to help Nan Zhan break through the formation, and he had actually broken through it. Even the Huangfu Clan was able to obtain Nan Zhan's decree so easily because he had forced the sects of the Northern Region into a corner, and they had no choice but to give it to him.
But who would have thought that he did not intend to establish a Dao at all …
Judging from how that little bastard escaped after snatching the cauldron, he must have been prepared for this, right?
Even if he did not say anything, he would have snatched the cauldron and escaped. Why should he be the bad guy?
Now, many people in the Divine Continent were looking at them with cold eyes.
Someone had already implicated them in this matter!
"If it weren't for you cultivators Nan Zhan biting the hand that fed you, that little devil would not have taken such a risk and snatched the Ascension Cauldron!"
"Huangfu Zizhu, you better give me an explanation. Otherwise, you can stay in the Northern Region and pay for your crimes with your life!"
"Hmph, even if I kill all of you, it's not worth losing the reputation of the Northern Region!"
The waves of curses caused the cultivators from Nan Zhan to be terrified to the point of trembling with fear, yet they had no other choice but to listen.
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While the Divine Continent was in chaos, Fang Xing, the Great Golden Crow, and the others walked out of a gap in the void on the altar in the ruins of the Taishang Daoism. Fang Xing seemed to be very tired. Once he walked out, he threw the bronze cauldron on the altar with a clang and sat down. He looked into the distance in a daze and did not speak for a long time.
"What … is this place?"
Someone asked weakly. It was Li Hongyi, who had been brought here with him.
"Hehe, if I'm not wrong, this should be the Bottomless Ruins …"
The Great Golden Crow's eyes turned stealthily and shone brightly.
"Haha, bandit boss, you're my boss from now on. If I reincarnate again, I'll still choose you as my boss!"
Li Ying laughed strangely. He wanted to pat Fang Xing's shoulder, but his injuries were affected and he coughed violently.
Han Ying and Wang Qiong, who were more indifferent, also looked at the bronze cauldron strangely at this moment …
Originally, they only wanted to burn incense on the cauldron. Now, the entire cauldron had been moved here!
"Let's heal first. Someone will come and find us. We'll discuss this later!"
Some of the Southern Sight cultivators smiled bitterly, some were shocked, and some were excited. However, Fang Xing seemed to be slightly exhausted. After he left the altar, he sat down cross-legged and tossed out a storage pouch, allowing them to choose the spirit medicine within it to heal themselves. He swallowed a handful himself before sitting down to refine it. This time, all of them had suffered heavy injuries, and Wang Qiong was already on the verge of death.
"Who trespassed into the Bottomless Ruins?"
As soon as they sat down, a few cultivators with strong auras rushed over and shouted in the air.
However, after seeing Fang Xing clearly, their expressions changed drastically. They fell from the sky and knelt on one knee. "Ruins Master!"
"Ruins Master?"
Li Hongyi and the others were naturally a little surprised as they looked at Fang Xing with uncertainty in their eyes.
With their cultivation, it wasn't difficult to determine that these four cultivators were shockingly at the advanced-stage of the Golden Core Realm. Moreover, their auras were powerful, and they were absolutely not ordinary independent cultivators. Such people were elders with real power even in the sects of the northern territory, and they even had the qualifications to look for a spiritual mountain to open a small Taoist rite temple and abuse their power. But why were they actually so respectful before this little devil and considered themselves to be servants?
"Where's Old Evil?"
Fang Xing opened his eyes and glanced at them. He recognized their clothes. They were from the Tian-Hating Clan and the Tian-Fengtian Clan.
"The Evil Lord is guarding the Yellow Spring Sea. We're here to guard the altar and wait for the return of the Ruins Master!"
Among the four, a member of the Tian-Fengtian Clan who was obviously of a higher status spoke respectfully and answered Fang Xing's question.
"Hurry up and call him over …"
Fang Xing did not say anything else. He seemed a little tired and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing again.
In fact, there was no need for him to give the order. The four people guarding the altar had already passed the jade talisman. Not long after, they saw a bright red cloud in the distance flying over like lightning. In the cloud, a thin and strong old man wearing a light golden robe was looming. Before he arrived, his Divine Sense had already swept over. Looking at his appearance, he was very anxious.
This person was the general director, Great Peng Diablo, who had been left behind in the Ultimate by Fang Xing. After rushing to the altar, his expression was nervous. He ignored the greetings of the people around him and hurriedly walked to Fang Xing. He reached out to press on Fang Xing's shoulder and carefully felt it. He could not help but frown and reprimand, "I knew you wouldn't come back unless you got into trouble. Fortunately, there are elixirs that can save your life that have been refined in advance and waiting for you. You're already so old, why don't you know how to be careful?"
Fang Xing rolled his eyes and said, "It's good enough that you've come back alive!"
The Evil King snorted coldly and said, "I know what I'm doing. Not only have I prepared elixirs, I've even prepared a coffin!"
As he spoke, he took out his storage bag and took out the healing elixirs and elixirs that he had prepared.
These elixirs and elixirs were not ordinary at first glance. They contained an extraordinary amount of Spiritual Qi. At first glance, it was not an exaggeration to call them immortal elixirs. Not only did Old Heretic give Fang Xing a handful, but he also gave the Great Golden Crow, Li Ying, and the others who had come with him. They were just in time. Wang Qiong and Li Hongyi were seriously injured and needed the elixirs to heal.
"This must be the senior of the Great Peng Clan, right?"
The Great Golden Crow rolled his eyes and looked at Daphne enviously.
An expert could tell the depth of a person with just a glance. The Great Golden Crow cultivated his physical body. At this moment, he could tell that Daphne's physical body was strong and his Blood Qi was many times stronger than his. Moreover, Daphne's Divine Soul was hidden inside his body. It was as if a blazing sun was hidden inside his body. This made Daphne even more extraordinary. It was difficult to estimate his cultivation level, but his Qi was clearly much stronger than an ordinary Yuanying.
The Great Golden Crow was getting more and more impatient. He thought that he had suffered a great loss before. Why didn't he follow them in?
"This old man is Peng San of Gujin Mountain. Those who give me face call me Evil Lord. You can also call me Old Heretic!"
Although he spoke very casually, the Great Roc Evil King's arrogance was very great. Nan Zhan's juniors felt embarrassed and called him Evil Venerate.
"Heh, my young friends, you don't have to be so polite. I'm just the person who takes care of this kid's backyard!"
The Great Peng Evil King was obviously extremely satisfied. He pretended to say a few words of courtesy, and then ostentatiously arranged for people to carry them away. He only said that distinguished guests had arrived, and this was not a place to talk, and that they should move to the Yellow Spring Palace to recuperate and rest. At this moment, behind him, there were already twenty Gold Core Realm experts rushing over, but they had brought enough carriages to carry these young people back.
"Eh, what is this?"
It was not until all the juniors had boarded the jade carriage that Daphne noticed the big cauldron. He looked at it carefully.
Fang Xing looked back and said, "Oh, this is the big cauldron from the Pilgrimage Mountain in the Northern Region of China. I brought it back!"
"F * ck …"
Daphne, who had been maintaining a calm demeanor, suddenly lost his composure. His eyes widened. "The Pilgrimage Mountain?"
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