Chen Luoyang trusted the way Chen Chuhua handled things.
Although the message sent by the other party was simple, it was clear and not enough to cause Chen Luoyang to misunderstand.
But because of this, he was very puzzled.
Chen Luoyang would not be surprised if a few hidden masters from the foreign tribes suddenly appeared to repel the pursuers of the Devil religion and rescue the martial artists of the foreign tribes who were being hunted.
But in the end, there were others who were also killing the martial artists of the foreign tribes?
Moreover, according to Chen Chuhua's report, the number of dead was not light.
The Virtuous Prince of the foreign tribes, Zong Lei.
After the Saber Emperor Yuwen Feng and the Black Emperor Seok died in the hands of Chen Luoyang, the last pillars of the foreign tribes were a few of the twelfth level, the Nurturing level, the peak masters of the King Wu level.
Among them, the 'Heavenly Wolf' Bothar had long been stabbed to death by the 'Ghost Dragon' Su Ye of the Devil religion.
The Virtuous Prince Zong Lei was the last remaining hope of the foreign tribes.
In the end, he did not die in the pursuit of the Devil religion, but someone else killed him?
According to the message sent by Chen Chuhua, from her point of view, she ruled out the possibility of internal strife among the foreign tribes.
There were others who were massacring the foreign tribes together with the Devil religion.
Chen Luoyang looked at it and frowned.
The first thought that popped into his mind was that the Sword Pavilion Master, Tao Wangji, had brought his disciples back to the Divine Land.
Although it was unclear why the other party first targeted the foreign tribes and not his own Devil religion, but from the perspective of ability, the possibility of them being the most likely.
Therefore, Chen Luoyang requested Black Pot to update the latest situation of the stone mirror.
He was stunned by the result.
The stone mirror and the others were still drifting overseas and had yet to return to the mainland.
It was worth mentioning that they had finally found the Sword Pavilion Master, Tao Wangji, and reunited with his disciples.
But they had stopped on an island and had not left yet.
This caused Chen Luoyang to frown.
If it wasn't someone from the Sword Pavilion, how many people or forces in the Divine Land could kill a twelfth level alien race expert so quickly?
According to Chen Chuhua's report, Su Ye was chasing after Zong Lei at that time, but because of the terrain and environment, the local bully seemed to be very slippery.
But the distance between them was not far.
As soon as there was movement, Su Ye sensed it and rushed over.
However, there was only Zong Lei's corpse at the scene.
The killer didn't take much effort to kill the 12th realm alien race's Right Virtuous Prince Zong Lei.
This skill was not simple at all.
At the very least, he was on par with Su Ye.
Did the descendants of the Devil Buddha also come to the north, or was there someone else besides them?
Chen Luoyang's heart skipped a beat.
Scenes from the East Sea surfaced in his mind.
When he tried to take the "Life" Heavenly Book, that page resisted.
The magical power of the Heavenly Book actually messed up time and space, so much so that a hole was pierced in that space.
That hole was like a door in the void, and no one knew where the other side of the door led to.
However, a hand reached out from that door in the void, intending to fight with Chen Luoyang for the "Life" Heavenly Book.
Unfortunately, the Heavenly Book was taken by Chen Luoyang first, and the door in the void was closed.
And the hand that reached out was also clipped by the closed door.
"Is it someone from the Ancient God …"
There was even a voice coming from that hand, and at this moment, it instantly flipped through the depths of Chen Luoyang's memory.
Chen Luoyang couldn't be sure how the other party was able to confirm his identity and origin.
Most likely, it was martial arts.
The other party knew the Divine Demon Fist.
However, on the side of the Divine Land, the Ancient God's Divine Skills were the Heavenly Demon Blood and the Great Heavenly Demon Hand.
His Divine Demon Blood and the Divine Demon Fist were unexpected products.
If the other party had indeed established a connection between the Ancient God and the Divine Demon Fist, it meant that in his understanding, the Divine Demon Fist was the martial arts that the Ancient God should have.
The Ancient God in his heart might not be the Ancient God of the Divine Land.
Connecting this to the mysterious origin of the Founding Hierarch 'Nine-armed Devil' Fei Chen, Chen Luoyang suspected that the owner of the hand might have come from the same source as Fei Chen.
Could the other party come here because of this?
Chen Luoyang couldn't be sure.
Therefore, in order to avoid future trouble, he completely destroyed the broken hand.
However, now it seemed that although the broken hand had been destroyed, the other party might still come here?
Many thoughts flashed through Chen Luoyang's mind in an instant.
His mind, tried to communicate with Black Pot, and inquired about the information of the Virtuous Right Prince Zong Lei of the foreign tribe.
After killing Wang Fei, and then sweeping through the entire China, it helped him to accumulate a lot of Blood Red Jade Nectar.
Although the Virtuous Right Prince Zong Lei was a master of the Twelfth Realm, it was not difficult for Black Pot to get information from him. There was enough Blood Red Jade Nectar.
Chen Luoyang directly looked at the last piece of the other party's life experience.
"In the Dalun Tso Grassland, killed by Cheng Huyuan."
Cheng Huyuan?
As expected, it was a name that he had no impression of.
Chen Luoyang did not stop, and immediately inquired about Cheng Huyuan's information from Black Pot.
However, this time, it showed that the amount of Blood Red Jade Nectar was insufficient.
Chen Luoyang secretly frowned.
According to the experience of using Black Pot many times, he estimated that the amount of Blood Red Jade Nectar he had now, even if it was not enough to find a master like Blade Emperor Yuwen Feng, it should almost be enough to reach the level of Li Yuanlong who had just broken through to the Fourteenth Realm.
Now that it showed that the amount of Blood Red Jade Nectar was insufficient to get information about Cheng Huyuan, it also showed that the other party's cultivation base was at least above Li Yuanlong.
Chen Luoyang pondered for a while, and changed his question.
He wanted to know if the owner of that hand was Cheng Huyuan.
But this time, the Blood Red Jade Nectar in Black Pot did not move an inch.
It seemed that the other party would not answer such a question.
Chen Luoyang was not in a hurry, and slowly pondered if there was any other way to get the information he wanted.
Of course, it could also be that he was overthinking and guessing wrongly.
But at the very least, he could not assume that the enemy's enemy was a friend just because Cheng Huyuan killed someone from a different clan.
He needed to carefully investigate the other party's identity.
After Chen Luoyang stopped pondering, he said to Blue Dragon Three in front of him, "Pass down my order, find out the other party's identity as soon as possible, do not let your guard down. Do not slow down the pursuit of the people from a different clan, but do not spread out your strength too much."
"Yes, Hierarch's order." Blue Dragon Three immediately kowtowed and answered, and then retreated.
After watching him leave, Chen Luoyang pondered.
From the looks of it, it might not be appropriate for him to immediately head to the Snow Highlands in the short term, and should first investigate the situation in the north.
He was currently in the northwestern Gan Province, and if necessary, he could head west or north.
After Chen Luoyang stopped pondering, he relaxed his mind again.
Anxiety and impatience would not solve the problem.
He had to focus on himself, and adjust himself to the best condition, so that he could deal with the changes in the outside world.
Once he knew himself and his enemy, and understood the other party's background, he could choose to take the initiative to attack.
The black light in Chen Luoyang's eyes flickered slightly, and then he closed his eyes, meditating in Silence, and recuperating.
…
At the same time, on the Snow Highlands, undercurrents were surging.
The surface area of the Black Lotus Buddha Realm was constantly expanding, spreading in all directions.
One black pagoda after another stood erect, and black lotus flowers bloomed on top of the pagoda.
Chanting sounds came from the black lotuses.
But these chanting sounds only confused one's mind.
Facing the expansion of the Black Lotus Buddha Realm, the side of the Ancient God on the Snow Highlands was in a more restrained state.
Yan Mingkong had gone west, and his whereabouts were unknown.
Yan Zhao and Tan Yunsheng had both died in battle, and the opponent's strength was obviously not ordinary.
Under the situation where there were no more Martial Emperors guarding the Snowy Highlands, Desolate Yuntian, Hong Yan, and the other members of the Devil Cult did not blindly act rashly. Instead, they observed and groped around, gathering information about the other party.
After the Hierarch and the others stabilized the situation in the divine continent, the Ancient God's main attention would naturally be on the Snow Highlands.
Now that the Black Lotus Buddha Realm was expanding, they could only bear with it for now.
Everyone was mainly observing and calculating the speed of the Black Lotus Buddha Realm's expansion, and the relationship between the Buddha Realm and the black pagodas, and how much impact would it have on the Black Lotus Buddha Realm if one of them was destroyed, etc.
Investigate these for future use.
For the time being, he didn't have to worry about the Outsiders' territories in the Western Regions.
These foreign races were already on a deserted island.
The Black Lotus Buddha Realm was also a threat to them.
Apart from the Devil religion's constant tug-of-war with the Black Lotus Buddha Realm, there were also others silently observing.
A black pagoda stood in the temple in Silence, and at the top of the pagoda, a black lotus bloomed.
Far away on a snowy mountain stood two women.
Both of their figures were shrouded under the hood of their windbreakers.
A cold wind blew past, and the windbreakers shook, revealing their faces.
It was the Pill Empress, Zhuo Qingxi, and Ying Qingqing.
The Pill Empress silently looked at the black lotuses, and after a while, she turned to look at Ying Qingqing, "Does it have anything to do with them?"
Ying Qingqing also looked away from the black lotuses, and shook her head, "It shouldn't be them."
The Pill Empress said, "Then let's go, and try to avoid these black lotuses in the future. They are a little strange."
Ying Qingqing nodded, "Okay."
"Have you recovered more of your memories?" The Pill Empress asked.
"Still only until I met your granddaughter," Ying Qingqing answered. "I can't remember anything after that."
The Pill Empress let out a long sigh. "You said that my granddaughter was devoured by a crack in space and time. That's why her whereabouts are unknown. If what you said is true, then this kind of crack's location isn't fixed. We've been searching there for a long time but haven't found anything. If we want to find her, we need more clues."
Ying Qingqing answered, "If we know where I came from, we might have a chance."
The Pill Empress was about to speak, but her expression suddenly changed.
She turned her head and saw a young monk standing on the peak of another snowy mountain, smiling at them.
This young monk wore a white kasaya, and there was a reversed swastika on his forehead.
"Benefactors, why are you in such a hurry to leave?" The young monk smiled. "Why don't you stay and be our guests?"
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