Chapter 294
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Just what was this old Taoist's background? The old Taoist's robes were clearly not from this era. They looked extremely ancient.
"This stone roller has been used by my ancestors until now. I don't plan on selling it." Zhang Wuye tactfully refused.
The old Taoist's skin was bronze in color, and his white hair draped over his shoulders. His body was dry, but he was full of energy. His voice was like a golden bell, sonorous and forceful.
"I won't take advantage of you. I'll give you 25 kilograms of Origin Source as a base. Moreover, if you cut something out of the roller, I'll pay you according to the market price."
Zhang Wuye was a bit embarrassed. He had already seen that the old Taoist was not an ordinary person, and it would be inappropriate to refuse again. He muttered, "This …"
"Boom!"
At this moment, a loud sound came from the horizon. Smoke and dust rushed into the sky, and an extremely powerful energy fluctuation was transmitted.
The Purple Mountain!
The epicenter was the Purple Mountain, which was protected by the nine dragon veins. Even from a distance, one could feel the ground shaking there.
The old Taoist quickly turned around and gazed at the horizon. His eyes were like two golden pearls, and his dry body was overflowing with a terrifying aura.
At this moment, he didn't seem like a person, but rather a colossus, like a barbaric dragon that hadn't appeared in ten thousand years. The people around him almost collapsed to the ground.
"Swoosh!"
The old Taoist flew into the sky. His Taoist robe spread out, almost sweeping up the entire stone stronghold. He pointed with his finger, and the entire stronghold stabilized.
Ye Fan's scalp went numb. This old Taoist's strength was too frightening. Just now, he had spread out his robe sleeves subconsciously, but it had such great power.
The old Taoist turned into a gray mist and rushed toward the Purple Mountain, causing the sky to tremble as if a true dragon had crossed the sky.
"The Eastern Wasteland is too big. Experts come forth in large numbers, but not all of them come from the holy lands. There are many eccentric people who roam the great swamp and wild forests," Ye Fan said to himself.
The Eastern Wasteland was boundless. It would take several years to fly from one end to the other. If an ordinary person walked on foot, they wouldn't even be able to cover half the distance in a hundred lifetimes.
On this vast land, there was the mysterious Great Wasteland that stretched for millions of miles. There was an endless lake that was as boundless as the ocean. There was an ancient palace that floated eternally in the sky. There was also the Hundred Herb Garden that was left behind from the ancient times that could bring the dead back to life …
Many Sacred Lords would leave the Sacred Grounds in their later years and choose to enter the Great Desolate. It wasn't strange for them to meet a peerless expert or an ancient character.
"What happened to the Purple Mountain?" Many people in the stone stronghold were extremely nervous.
"Hurry up and pack your things. Get ready to leave this place at a moment's notice," Ye Fan urged. He hesitated for a moment, then soared into the air and flew toward Mount Purple.
The Purple Mountain's aura was extraordinary. It stood majestically like a purple sword piercing through the clouds. There were many blade marks and axe marks on its surface, engraved with the marks of time.
It was an enormous black flood dragon that was several hundred zhang long. It was unknown if this was its original body or if it deliberately extended its flood dragon body. It was terrifying to the extreme.
It coiled around the peak of the Purple Mountain. Its black body was tightly bound like a steel wall that had been tempered hundreds and thousands of times. It was tightly bound to the mountain and couldn't be moved.
The black flood dragon's body was covered in dense scales. Each scale was more than half a meter long and flickered with a black light. It was filled with a powerful feeling.
This enormous creature was currently uprooting the mountain. It wanted to use brute force to break the mountain and open up this place. The commotion just now was caused by it.
"This black flood dragon has read the ancient scroll and found its way here …" Ye Fan frowned. The Sacred Grounds hadn't arrived yet, but some powerful existences had already made their move.
"Duo!"
The old Daoist let out a light shout. His voice was like a golden bell, causing the void to tremble.
On top of the Purple Mountain, the black flood dragon shook violently. Its enormous body seemed to have been smashed by a large hammer. It swayed continuously, causing the mountain peak to shake.
Although the old Daoist was dry, he stood in the void and was full of pressure. It was suffocating as if he was a sleeping dragon.
On top of the purple mountain peak, the enormous black flood dragon let out a low roar. It was like a mouse that had seen a cat. Its body trembled and curled up into a ball. Then, it didn't dare to make a sound and flew away from the back of the mountain.
At this moment, it didn't look like a giant black flood dragon that was several hundred zhang long at all. Instead, it was more like a loach that slithered away.
"Those hiding in the dark, come out." The old Daoist's voice was calm, but there was a dignified aura that made people unable to resist.
Three old men appeared. Each of them was full of vitality like a great furnace. People could feel the terrifying fluctuations of life from them.
Ye Fan was apprehensive. Before the arrival of the Great Sage, those who could read the ancient scroll were definitely unparalleled experts.
"Who are you, Dao friend?" An old man asked. He had white hair and a youthful complexion. He had the aura of the great dao and gave people an unfathomable feeling.
"I've long since forgotten your name. You all should leave. This place isn't something you can have any ideas about. "The old Daoist was extremely calm. He didn't show any anger, but he exuded an imposing aura. Even though he was a monk, he still made people's hearts palpitate.
"Aren't you a bit too unreasonable? There is no master here, so what right do you have to let us leave?" The old man who spoke was extremely old. He was like the abyss of the great dao and couldn't be fathomed.
The old Daoist didn't say anything else. With a wave of his sleeve, crazy winds stirred up. The three white haired old men were sent flying in the blink of an eye and immediately disappeared into the distance.
"This shouldn't be an old holy lord that entered the great wastelands after his lifespan came out, right?" Ye Fan was shocked and had this thought.
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