Xie Guangting was the last to arrive. The moment the formation was broken, he had rushed to the front, intending to work with Song Yuanyi to deal with Demonic Emperor Zhang Wenfu. But the Demonic Emperor had reacted even faster. Before Xie Guangting could arrive, he had already left with the Formation Elder.
"That brat has already obtained what was in the formation. Although they managed to escape, that master and disciple couldn't have gotten far!"
Xie Guangting coldly said with a wave of his robe.
The northwest was only a small area, so it wouldn't take much time to find them. Moreover, they had brought along the Formation Elder, who wasn't very skilled in martial arts.
"This matter won't end so easily. Let's wait and see."
Song Yuanyi indifferently said.
With a flick of their sleeves, the two searched the area and quickly left.
One person after another passed through the stilled formation gates and arrived at the metal sphere at the core of the Origin Immortal Formation. These martial artists searched the core of the formation inside and out, but after finding nothing, they reluctantly left.
After a long time, groups of people continued to enter and leave, but as the crowd slowly receded and many people left in disappointment, two figures walked forward, one in front and one behind.
"I didn't think that the world's number one formation would be broken so easily!"
Behind Young Master Qingyang, the white-robed guard with a sword on his back raised his head and sighed.
"Heh, any formation can be broken, and the Origin Immortal Formation is no exception!"
Young Master Qingyang held his hands behind his back and smiled.
"Young Master speaks correctly. This subordinate was foolish!"
The guard hurriedly lowered his head and bowed, his expression extremely respectful.
Young Master Qingyang only smiled and stepped into the destroyed metal sphere.
The metal sphere was empty, and Young Master Qingyang's group had not found much.
"Young Master, there's nothing here. I truly didn't think that this place would really be broken by that person."
The white-robed guard behind him said.
Young Master Qingyang was taken aback by the guard's words, and a glimmer of light flashed through his eyes. Although the guard did not elaborate, both of them were well aware of who that person was.
Young Master Qingyang and his guard had not entered the formation this time. It was precisely because they were outside that they could sense just how dangerous this formation was. The undulating blood-curdling screams came one after another, causing one's heart to palpitate incessantly. Even outside the formation, they could smell the thick scent of blood.
"This time, I've underestimated the people of the world. The world of sects has never had much contact with the imperial court, nor do they think much of the martial artists in the court. But who would have thought that the Tang dynasty had such a powerful figure in the court?"
Young Master Qingyang sighed.
Not long ago, he had thoroughly lost to this young marquis of the Tang dynasty in a battle of words in front of all the people of the world, and in the battle of breaking formations, the Great Ancestor of the Mysterious Dark Sect and Song Yuanyi, the leading figures in the world of sects, had also been rendered speechless.
For Young Master Qingyang, this battle had completely refreshed his impression of the people of the Imperial Court.
"Li Zhen, not long ago, someone called Unfettered Gold Crow was recruiting experts for the Tang dynasty. Do you remember which marquis he served?"
Young Master Qingyang suddenly turned his head and asked.
"This …"
A pensive look appeared in the guard's eyes.
"Your subordinate remembers that not long ago, he also tried to recruit us, but your subordinate refused. It seems that the person he served was called Yi … yes, the King of Foreign Lands!"
At the end of his speech, the guard's expression was resolute and decisive, but his expression slowly became strange.
The people of the sects were proud and the majority of them were unwilling to submit to the Imperial Court for the sake of power. Thus, even though Unfettered Gold Crow had sent out invitations to the martial arts world, very few people had accepted them.
Even if there were, the majority of them were not very strong and were solitary figures. As for the people of the various sects, there were almost none.
Li Zhen had never imagined that the King of Foreign Lands that Unfettered Gold Crow had spoken of would appear in the northwest, and at such a young age.
So many people had been trapped in the Origin Immortal Formation this time, and no one had been able to break free, not even Song Yuanyi's group. But in the end, it was this King of the Imperial Court who had broken the formation and saved them all. This was undoubtedly a heavy slap in the face, a ruthless slap in the face of those who thought highly of themselves and looked down on the Imperial Court.
"It really was him!"
Young Master Qingyang nodded and muttered to himself.
"But given his status, why would he pretend to be me?"
Young Master Qingyang's brow deeply creased as if he was lost in some riddle. Behind him, the powerful guard, Li Zhen, also frowned deeply.
For a moment, master and servant were stumped by this simple question.
Creee!
At this moment, a shrill whistle resounded in their ears.
The two of them came back to their senses and raised their heads. They saw a signal arrow soar into the sky and explode, transforming into the image of a bloody axe.
At the same time, a clamor of voices came from nearby.
"Let's go! The ancestor has ordered us to do everything we can to find that Demonic Emperor disciple and seize what he has! "
Several disciples of the Five Ancestor Alliance shot off into the distance.
Young Master Qingyang and Li Zhen glanced at each other, and then they grimaced as they stepped out of the metal sphere and began to flee.
Wave after wave of people came and left.
Gradually, the number of people in front of the Origin Immortal Formation dwindled, and by nightfall, the massive Origin Immortal Formation was only left with a scant few people.
With this, the operation had come to an end. Several thousand martial artists had participated in the operation, some dead and some injured, but in the end, not a single one of them had obtained the Origin Immortal Art.
Once the bustling was over and night fell, the ruins of the Origin Immortal Formation were quiet. But no one knew that somewhere else, ten-some figures were standing on the summit of a mountain, silently observing everything.
The night breeze swept past the dozen or so black shadows, making flapping sounds. However, none of them said a word.
If one looked carefully through the darkness, one would realize that these ten-some people all had cold and aloof expressions. They were all staring at the ruins of the formation, their eyes bursting with hatred.
"That damn thing! If not for the Immortal Lord's final order, we would have long ago swarmed him and torn him to pieces."
After a long while, a voice brimming with hatred broke the silence.
"Can you find out where he was transported to?"
Another figure took a step forward and said.
"We can't! That formation was left behind by the Immortal Lord, so logically speaking, only descendants of the Immortal Lord like us should be able to use it. But this brat isn't even one of us, yet he was able to activate the formation … To tell the truth, I still don't know what's going on. "
"His method of activating the formation is completely different from ours, so we have no way of finding out where he went. Perhaps all of this was left behind by the Immortal Lord. "
Another black figure spoke. As soon as his voice fell, everyone in the surroundings frowned deeply.
"Don't let your imagination run wild and make wild guesses!"
At this moment, a dignified voice rang out. The leader at the very front of the group suddenly spoke up.
"It's not that easy to find someone left behind by the Immortal Lord's final order. The Origin Immortal Art has been buried for who knows how many centuries. When has a fated person ever appeared?"
"In comparison, I'm more suspicious that he was sent by those people. The struggle between us has not been going on for just one or two sixty-year cycles. That young man might have been specially trained by them to deal with us. No matter what, we have to find him. We can't let him live! "
The leader sternly said.
Hearing the leader's words, everyone immediately thought of something, and their eyes became piercingly cold.
In a gust of wind, the group vanished from the summit like ghosts.
… …
Darkness, absolute darkness!
After some time, with a soft groan, Wang Chong finally awoke from his unconsciousness.
His eyes were not fully open, but a weak light was shining in from outside.
"Where is this?"
Moving slightly, Wang Chong felt as though his entire body was falling apart, and excruciating pain assaulted him.
Wang Chong's eyes opened a sliver. In front of him were countless grains of sand, their surfaces reflecting a weak light.
Following the source of the light, Wang Chong raised his head and saw a blood-red bead the size of a thumb floating in the air, exuding a gentle light.
"It's that bead!"
Wang Chong's brows rose as he recognized this blood-red bead.
This bead had originally been embedded in the head of the small beast statue, but for some reason, it had broken free and was floating in the air.
It was different from when Wang Chong had first seen it. In this bead, Wang Chong felt an extremely strong energy fluctuation.
"What is going on?"
Wang Chong moved his body, one hand holding his head as he recalled what had happened.
He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have stepped on something at the top of the metal ball, and then the world spun around him, and he didn't know what happened next.
He didn't expect to wake up again, and find himself here.
Wang Chong's gaze swept past the blood-red bead and continued forward. In the next moment, in the distance, Wang Chong finally saw something unexpected.
It was a three-foot-tall stone tablet, its entire body exuding an orange-yellow light.
"What is this?"
Wang Chong frowned and sat up, the Stellar Energy in his body gathering bit by bit.
When the Stellar Energy in his body recovered a little, Wang Chong stood up shakily, grabbed the blood-red bead in the air, and walked toward the stone tablet.
About three feet in front of the stone tablet, Wang Chong stopped.
This was a very ancient stone tablet, and there were mysterious golden patterns on it. Many parts of the tablet were covered with a layer of green moss, making it look very mottled.
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