It was a barren wasteland. Ww% Δ
There was a well in the center of the ruins. Inside the well, there was a holy light. This was the Light of Destiny. It was different from the other Lights of Destiny. The other Lights of Destiny were holy and pure, but this one wasn't pure at all. On the contrary, it was very turbid, as turbid as primordial chaos.
There was a woman standing next to the well.
An ordinary-looking woman with no cultivation base stood there quietly. No one could sense her existence. Her eyes were extremely clear, so clear that it was as if there were no distracting thoughts in them. It was as if she could see through everything in the world.
She stood there and stared at the Light of Destiny. Her brows were furrowed, as if she was thinking about something.
Not far away, there was a group of people.
There were fifty to sixty of them. They were the members of the Canyang clan who guarded the Lifeline. Wolan was one of them.
The ordinary woman was Xuanyuan Wan, who she had been waiting for.
Wolan was a member of the Canyang clan who guarded the Lifeline.
However, she didn't know what kind of Lifeline it was protecting. It was her first time coming to this so-called Lifeline Secret Realm.
She had fantasized about the Lifeline secret realm before, but she had never imagined that it would be a wasteland. Furthermore, it looked like the ruins of a palace. Although it was in ruins, there were still a few pillars standing there. She could see some mysterious totems on the pillars.
The wasteland was very strange. She could not describe it, but it was very strange. It was so strange that Wolan did not dare to move. She felt an inexplicable respect for the wasteland.
Especially that well.
Although she had never seen the Lifeline, Wolan was certain that this well was the Lifeline she had been guarding.
She could feel it.
The feeling was very strong.
Other than respect, Wolan could not understand why a Light of Destiny would appear in the Lifeline she was guarding. She did not know what it meant, but she was very afraid.
She was not the only one.
Even Wolan's grandfather, the patriarch of the Canyang Clan, Canyang Heng Shan, felt a sense of fear.
As the patriarch, Canyang Heng Shan might know more than Wolan, but he only knew that the Lifeline he was guarding was related to the Daoless Era. Even so, he was afraid because he knew that the appearance of the Heaven's Will in the Lifeline was a terrifying matter.
Remembering that Xuanyuan Wan had ordered all the cultivators of Mount Canyang to leave, Canyang Heng Shan asked, "Empress Xuanyuan, did you … know that the Heavenly Will would appear in the Lifeline?"
"I just have a feeling." Xuanyuan Wan was still staring at the Light of Destiny. "I'm not completely sure."
"Then... what about the Empress?" Canyang Heng Shan asked worriedly. "The Empress is still inside. Will she be affected?"
"I'm not sure."
Xuanyuan Wan shook her head slightly. Then she thought of something and said, "Canyang should have taught you the Thousand Net Hollow Curse."
Canyang Hengshan nodded.
"Okay, from now on, don't pay attention to anything. Just chant the Thousand Net Hollow Curse …"
Canyang Heng Shan and the others didn't know what was going on, but they didn't hesitate. They sat cross-legged around the mouth of the well and started chanting the Thousand Net Hollow Curse.
At this moment, a figure rushed out from the top of the Light of Destiny.
This figure was ethereal and blurry, like smoke and fog. His appearance couldn't be seen clearly, and his spiritual breath couldn't be detected. The moment he rushed out of the light of destiny, he flashed and stood in the ruins. He stared at the well and then at Xuanyuan Wan.
Then, whoosh!
Another figure rushed in from the light of the Heavenly Mandate.
This figure was also blurry like smoke and mist. His face couldn't be seen clearly and his Spiritual Aura couldn't be detected.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
In just a few breaths of time, seven or eight blurry figures rushed out of the Light of Destiny.
However.
That wasn't all.
Not long after, another five or six indistinct figures appeared in a flash.
Whoosh!
Another figure charged out from the Light of Destiny.
This time, the figure that appeared was neither faintly discernible nor blurry. Instead, it was an old man, a sinister old man.
When the old man appeared, he immediately dodged to the side and looked at the dozen or so blurry figures. His sinister eyes flashed with a strange color. Then, he looked at the well that was emitting the light of the Mandate of Heaven. His expression changed slightly. When he saw Xuanyuan Wan standing above the well, his eyes became bewildered again. The more he looked, the more bewildered he became.
At that moment.
Another figure charged out from the Light of Destiny.
This figure was neither blurry nor blurry.
It was a monk.
A fat, bald monk in a kasaya. He held a bowl in one hand and ate something delicious in the other. After he appeared, he chanted Amitabha.
"Monk Bu Er!"
The sinister old man stared at the bald monk and called out his name.
Monk Bu Er took a bite of the delicious food and laughed. "Senior Guang Yin is here too."
"I'm not the only one here." The sinister old man called Guang Yin glanced at the blurry figures and said with a smile, "Those who should be here are here. Those who shouldn't be here are also here."
Monk Bu 'Er glanced around and saw more than ten blurry figures. His expression slightly changed as he chanted Amitabha again and said: "Greetings to all of you."
The blurry figures didn't pay any attention to him. It was as if they didn't hear him. They kept looking at Xuanyuan Wan who was standing on the mouth of the well.
Monk Bu Er also looked over. Just like the others, when he saw Xuanyuan Wan, he couldn't help but frown. The more he looked, the deeper his frown became. The more he looked, the more suspicious he became.
Suddenly!
The Light of Destiny changed again. A group of seven or eight people charged out from it.
There were seven or eight elders, and the leader was an incomparably handsome young man. It was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman. This black-clothed young man looked around with a very surprised expression, and said, "How lively, there are already so many people here …"
Before he could finish his sentence, the black-clothed young man was forcefully stopped by an elder behind him. The elder looked at Monk Bu Er, then looked at Guang Yin. When he looked at the dozen of blurry human figures, he couldn't hold it in any longer, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
While they were looking, Monk Bu Er, Guang Yin, and the others were also sizing them up. They seemed to be confused about the identities of these seven or eight people.
However.
Not long after, the Light of Destiny changed again.
Two people charged out from the Light of Destiny. One was a calm man in green, and the other was a cold and sharp young man in white.
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