"Palace Lord!" Seeing Lu Xiaotian return to the camp, the Practitioners of Divine Firmament Palace put down their work and looked at Lu Xiaotian with reverence.
"Let's get back to our own business." Lu Xiaotian's mood was bleak as he returned to the first Skysoar Warship he had seized.
"Palace Lord, there are still many things to deal with in the palace. This is the Palace Lord's token. " At this time, Lei Wantian was still injured. When he saw Lu Xiaotian return, he immediately came to find him. After so many years, Lei Wantian was filled with emotions when he saw Lu Xiaotian again.
"It's best that you choose a Deputy Palace Lord. If you want me to appoint someone, you can take the position directly. Except for wartime, don't come to me for any other matters, big or small. As for the Palace Lord's token, it will be directly under the Deputy Palace Lord's control. "
Lu Xiaotian waved his hand. He had no intention of controlling the trivial matters of Divine Firmament Palace.
Lei Wantian was stunned. This was the first time he had seen such a maverick Palace Lord. With the power of the palace in his hands, he was far better than ordinary Practitioners, whether it was the way he handled matters or the cultivation resources. While he was in a daze, Lu Xiaotian had disappeared.
"Since the Palace Lord is devoted to Taoism, don't bother him with trivial matters of the palace. The Palace Lord has done enough for our Divine Firmament Palace." Chen Jinshan strode over to persuade him.
"Although the Deputy Palace Lord is injured, since the Palace Lord has passed down the order to let him take charge of the affairs, then let him make the decision."
Lei Wantian swept a glance at Chen Jinshan. Relying on the fact that he was a distant relative of the Old Ancestor, this Chen Jinshan's hand had stretched a little too far. The Palace Lord had just given him authority, and he couldn't wait to come over. No matter what, he could not fall into the hands of this selfish guy. Lei Wantian cast a regretful glance at the place where Lu Xiaotian was resting. It was a pity that the Palace Lord was unwilling to take care of these affairs. Otherwise, with the prestige of the Palace Lord, Chen Jinshan would not have dared to jump out. But the Divine Cloud Palace did not have this blessing.
After returning to the Skysoar Warship, the scene of Luo Qing leaving kept replaying in his mind. Lu Xiaotian took a deep breath and began to circulate the Sanskrit Heartclearing Mantra, gradually calming his mind.
After calming down, Lu Xiaotian began to refine the Level 11 Frost Serpent Primordial Spirit he had just obtained. The difficulty of refining the Primordial Spirit of a Level 11 Demonic Beast was greater than Lu Xiaotian had imagined. There were several times when the Primordial Spirit almost broke through the hindrance of the restriction formation. However, this Primordial Spirit had become a tree without roots. Lu Xiaotian had a unique method of capturing Primordial Spirits. After several seesaw-like battles, he finally got what he wanted.
In the tangled battle between the Full Moon Immortal World and the Warmoon Alliance, the Warmoon Alliance suffered a great loss in the central line and gained some advantages in the eastern and western lines. Several battles broke out in the central line one after another. Lu Xiaotian had some gains in each battle, but they were not as earth-shattering as the first battle. After all, the Warmoon Alliance had made new arrangements. Lu Xiaotian faced the joint forces of many Jin Dan cultivators, so naturally, he could not sweep all sides. However, the Warmoon Alliance's warships suffered heavy losses. As the air territory was dominated by the Full Moon Alliance, the situation began to change in the Full Moon Alliance's favor.
At this time, in addition to the fierce battle in the Sky Sword Mountain, another hidden danger was constantly accumulating.
In the Full Moon Mountain Range, a gloomy black Qi suddenly burst out, as if it had broken through some kind of restriction. The mountain forest that was originally filled with Spiritual Qi, with a low place as the center, a gloomy aura slowly spread out in all directions.
"Oh no, the restriction formation has been broken!" At this time, an old man wearing a gray palm-leaf hat and a middle-aged man in brown clothes with a pair of muscular arms shot through the air.
The old man in the palm-leaf hat was the Grand Elder of the Wuzhi tribe, while the middle-aged man was the new Nascent Soul cultivator of the Sky Vault Realm's Quiet Clear Phoenix Sect.
This matter had to be explained a few days ago, when Lu Xiaotian returned to the Divine Firmament Palace. Lu Xiaotian returned to the Divine Firmament Palace and became the new Palace Lord. He contacted Chen Henian and told him about the situation in the ghost cave. After personally witnessing the Thousand Year Ghost Tribulation of the Stone Golem Tribe, Lu Xiaotian knew how terrifying the Ghost Clan was.
In order to end this chaotic battle, Wen Zhangyun and the other Nascent Soul cultivators informed the Battle Moon League's Nascent Soul cultivators. The cultivators of the Southern Wilderness and the Constellation Realm did not take it seriously, but the cultivators of the Sky Vault Realm could not ignore it. Thus, the Fire Firmament Spiritual Master brought many Nascent Soul cultivators to the ghost cave to take a look. He was deeply worried about the situation in the ghost cave. However, the ghosts in the ghost cave had not broken through the seal. Because of such a small threat, the war that had been going on for two hundred years was not acceptable to the low-level cultivators below and the Nascent Soul cultivators.
Thus, the Fire Firmament Spiritual Master left the old man in the palm-leaf hat and the middle-aged man in brown clothes in the Full Moon Mountain Range to guard against the strange situation in the ghost cave.
In these few days, the two of them found that the gloomy Ghost Qi had indeed become denser, as if it was about to erupt.
Naturally, the two of them could not keep an eye on the ghost cave, so they each set up a few restrictions at the entrance and exit.
However, they did not expect that the restrictions would be broken at the same time, and the Ghost Qi that had been trapped in the cave would spread outside. In the distance, a small skeletal ghost crawled out of the ghost cave. Its empty eye sockets looked around, searching for the aura of life.
"This ghost cave seems to be going out of control. Let's go in and take a look." The old man in the palm-leaf hat had a serious expression. He took a step forward and entered the ghost cave.
"Brother Wu, wait for me." The middle-aged man in brown clothes nodded. He was half a beat slower and also entered the ghost cave.
After entering the cave, it was pitch-black. A spiritual light flashed in the eyes of the two. Suddenly, it was like sunlight piercing through the darkness, exceptionally dazzling.
"Boom!" An explosion sounded from the inside.
"Not good, it's completely out of control." The old man in the palm-leaf hat cried out in alarm.
"Haha, this king has just broken through the shackles of this place, and two delicious human cultivators have been sent to this king. It seems that this king's luck is not bad." A rough voice sounded from the churning black Qi.
"Ghost King!" The old man in the palm-leaf hat and the middle-aged man in brown clothes glanced at each other. A gloomy aura that covered the sky and earth surged over.
"We can't stay here for long. Let's go!" The old man in the palm-leaf hat shouted and shot toward the entrance like lightning.
"This king has not eaten human flesh for thousands of years. It's not easy for someone to come to my door. If you want to leave, ask this king's Dark Stream Serene Water Banner first!" A cloud of churning black Qi carried a ghost with the lower body of a snake and the upper body of a human.
The ghost with the human head and snake body raised its skeletal hand, and a black banner surrounded by water light appeared and rotated in its hand.
The ghost with the human head and snake body rolled the black banner in its hand. Waves of chilly wind howled and the sound of waves surged. Countless black waves rushed toward the two people.
"Dark Stream Serene Water!" The old man in the palm-leaf hat and the middle-aged man in brown clothes were shocked. They did not dare to let the black water touch them. They sped up again, but the black waves formed two whirlpools. The whirlpools had an endless suction force on the two people.
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