Jiang Wang carried Feng Ming with one hand and left on the green cloud.
As he rapidly advanced, he casually sent out Erupting Flame Sparrows to create loud noises in the sky above Shun 'an Prefecture to attract the attention of the Yong experts.
As for the cultivators still at the Azure Cloud Pavilion … this was the only thing he could do.
Jiang Wang didn't have any feelings for them. Aside from his identity as Yu Songhai, there was nothing to do with them. There was no other reason for him to take the risk to save them. There was only one word — he couldn't bear to do it.
Those demons besieged the Azure Cloud Pavilion because Marquis Weining, Jiao Wu, had gone to the front lines. But no matter what, they didn't dare to make a big fuss.
That Ghost Fog Formation was to hide their movements.
Jiang Wang first broke the Ghost Fog Formation to create an opportunity for the Azure Cloud Pavilion cultivators to escape. Then, he made a racket in the sky to attract the Yong experts to the Azure Cloud Pavilion. If those four demons didn't want to die in Yong, they would have to escape quickly.
In theory, at least half of the Azure Cloud Pavilion cultivators could survive.
And no matter what … he couldn't do it.
After all, he wasn't a trustworthy person to the Yong experts. If he continued to be arrogant in the sky, he might be eliminated by someone.
He didn't stop for a moment. After sending out a few Erupting Flame Sparrows, he immediately turned west and flew in a low-key manner for a while before descending into the wilderness.
He casually threw Feng Ming into the grass.
He dispersed the celestial technique and felt the Good Fortune Azure Cloud floating under the Cloud Top Immortal Palace.
He could not help but think that the Green Cloud Pavilion had been constantly gathering the Good Fortune Green Cloud. The cultivators of the Cloud Apex Immortal Palace in the late ancient times, who practiced the Meteoric Rise immortal technique, should have originated from this.
In other words, the Azure Cloud Pavilion guaranteed the continuation of the Meteoric Rise immortal technique.
If one day, all the clouds under the Cloud Top Immortal Palace were replaced by the Good Fortune Azure Cloud. Then, could the Good Fortune Azure Cloud also support the Cloud Top Immortal Palace?
When the Cloud Top Immortal Palace was at its peak, it was a colossus. Even if it could move, it would be difficult and slow. If it could rely on a huge amount of Good Fortune Azure Cloud, it could easily travel a thousand miles and have a majestic momentum. That would truly be called suppressing the era.
The Meteoric Rise was an immortal art that allowed Jiang Wang, an Inner Mansion cultivator, to escape from the encirclement of the four Human Demons. It was definitely the strongest escape technique he had mastered so far. Compared to the A-grade low-grade dao technique, Flame Meteor, it was much stronger.
Of course, immortal techniques had their own system and could not be simply compared to dao techniques.
The Nine Great Immortal Palaces had dominated the Late Antiquity Era, but when it came to the Modern Era, only a few fragments of the immortal art system had been passed down. It was not until he found the lost building, the Pavilion of Green Clouds, and mastered the Meteoric Rise that Jiang Wang was able to catch a glimpse of it.
It was as if an invisible hand had erased everything about the Immortal Palace.
Why were the nine great immortal palaces destroyed? Who destroyed them? How did the immortal spell system disappear?
The fog of history surged in time.
Jiang Wang couldn't help but recall the two bloody words that had disappeared from the Spirit Fixation Stele — Daoist Thief.
The Dao was a thief.
What kind of thing could bear such a name?
This made people fearful and uneasy.
What Ye Lingxiao said about fortune and misfortune might not be related to this?
Putting aside his thoughts about the Immortal Palace for now, Jiang Wang lowered his head and glanced at Feng Ming.
The shackles on his body had long been released, but he still did not move. His eyes were dull and he did not speak. It was as if he had been scared silly.
"If you're not dead, say something," Jiang Wang said, looking at him.
Feng Ming's eyes were still dull for a while before they finally regained some life, as if he had come back to life.
"Is the Pavilion of Green Clouds gone?" he asked.
"You can understand it that way," Jiang Wang said.
His voice was cold. It was not because he no longer needed to flatter Feng Ming as Yu Songhai. It was because the current Feng Ming did not have the right to live in a lie anymore. He had to face reality.
Feng Ming moved his eyes with difficulty and looked at Jiang Wang. His eyes were hopeful. "My father … escaped?"
"When you didn't dare to look, his body was already cooked," Jiang Wang said.
These words were so cold.
They ignored his begging and rejected his fantasies.
They pulled him from the difficult situation of comforting himself and looking for a life-saving straw into the bloody reality.
Feng Ming opened his mouth forcefully. He probably wanted to cry.
But he could not cry out loud.
He wanted to cry, but strangely, there were no tears.
At that time, he had been thrown into the open space and helplessly watched the fat demonic man come and go.
He knew that the demonic man was throwing the corpses into the cauldron one by one to cook. He stared at the night sky, not daring to look.
His father's body had been cooked at that time …
The moment the Pavilion of Green Clouds was attacked, his father had judged that the situation was critical. He had given him the key to the secret storehouse and told him to hide while he went out to deal with the danger.
When he was easily taken to the open space where the cultivators were gathered like livestock, he should have known that his father was gone.
But he did not dare to face it.
"I took the risk to save you, not to see you act sad," Jiang Wang said coldly.
Feng Ming looked at Jiang Wang with some confusion.
"Stand up!" Jiang Wang shouted.
Feng Ming subconsciously trembled. He supported himself with his hands on the ground and finally got up.
He looked at Jiang Wang pitifully, like a weak little animal.
The gloominess, arrogance, and joy of the past were all gone.
"Song … Songhai," he called out tentatively.
He was like a child who had no ability to protect himself and was testing the safety of touching him.
Perhaps it was like Chi Lu said, without the protection of his father, Feng Yue, he was just a useless piece of trash.
But he had clearly sensed Jiang Wang's goal and guessed what Jiang Wang was looking for. He was actually … not stupid. Instead, he was very smart.
He was just too weak.
He had been protected too well and had experienced too little.
When the wind blew, he stood strong and broke rotten wood.
Jiang Wang ignored this cry and only said, "You begged me to save you, so I saved you. I hope you think about why you wanted to live. "
"I …" Feng Chi pursed his lips. Perhaps he couldn't find the answer. Finally, he said, "I am very grateful to you."
"If you want to thank me, then quickly take out something of value. I will wait for you to thank me. If you want to take revenge, the people who destroyed the Azure Cloud Pavilion were the nine great demons. They should also be aware of the possibility of revenge. "
Jiang Wang finished speaking calmly and turned around.
He had already done everything he could to save Feng Ming. He wasn't Chi Lu and didn't have the hobby of taking in sons.
"Songhai!" Feng Ming called out. "You … where are you going?"
"Where I should go."
"Can you … take me with you?" Feng Ming said hesitantly, then hurriedly added, "I will be your follower!"
"A good sect is gone just like that. A good country is gone just like that. This world is so cruel … "Jiang Wang asked," Are you willing to take a burden? "
Feng Ming bit his lip and didn't say anything.
"How old are you?" Jiang Wang asked again.
This was almost a form of humiliation. But Feng Ming had no right to not answer.
"Twenty-one years old," he said.
"I remember your father saying that when he was twenty-one, he had already opened up three trade routes for the Azure Cloud Pavilion. Think carefully about how you came to enjoy all this without doing anything. Where is the path you should take? "
As Jiang Wang spoke, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "What day is it today?"
Feng Ming didn't know why, but he still answered, "It seems to be the 28th of the first month."
Jiang Wang nodded and strode off into the distance.
It's my birthday. He thought.
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