Everyone began to leave one after another. When Yang Xuan killed a group of Supreme Dao experts with overwhelming power and still stood on top of the huge rock, everyone looked at the ball of light behind him — the entrance to the Forgotten Land. They all lost the thought of entering.
After all, compared to their lives, it was nothing.
The other people who had originally surrounded the circle with the five who had died were all pale and shocked. Their eyes flashed with an indescribable fear.
There had never been a moment when they felt that they were so lucky. There had never been a moment when they were so glad that they didn't take that extra step.
One step to heaven, one step to hell!
If he took a step forward, he would die!
They did not take that step. Thus, they survived. They lived on with a deep fear of Bai Qi.
Demon God Bai Qi. From this moment on, along with those who had left, this name would resound throughout the Northwest Continent.
They were retreating, continuously retreating, as if they were afraid that if they were not careful, they would follow in the footsteps of those who had died.
In the face of life and death, the so-called dignity of a Supreme Dao expert was thrown far away, without a trace.
Yang Xuan's gaze once again fell on the smiling young man. After a moment, he said indifferently, "How should I address you?"
"You can call me Hua Jincan." The young man was still smiling as he spoke.
"You want to kill me too?" Yang Xuan asked. His tone was calm, as if he was asking if he had eaten.
Hearing this, the young man waved his hand and shook his head repeatedly. "No, no, no, don't misunderstand. I'm just here to watch the show. Do what you should do. Just treat me like air!"
Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed. After a while, he suddenly asked, "May I know which sect you're from?"
The young man's smile deepened. He spoke softly, his voice suddenly filled with a sense of supremacy. "Hengshan!"
As soon as his voice fell, he resumed his smiling appearance. If they had not seen it with their own eyes, they would have suspected that the aura of supremacy just now was an illusion.
However, as soon as these two words came out of his mouth, Yang Xuan's expression changed.
Not only him, but everyone's expression changed when they heard these two words.
Hengshan!
It was as if there was some kind of strange magic between these two words, causing those who heard it to feel a sense of reverence from their bones.
Hengshan was a branch of the northwestern Heavenly Lake bloodline!
Today, after the Heavenly Lake had been reorganized, there were no more branches. There was only one exception, and that was Hengshan.
It wasn't that he was unwilling, but that he didn't dare and couldn't!
From a certain perspective, as a branch of the Heavenly Lake branch, Hengshan's reputation was even greater than that of the Heavenly Lake branch.
Everything was because of a person, a legend.
Martial God!
The Martial God originated from the Hengshan lineage!
Hua Jincan came from Hengshan, which was the same origin as the Einherjar!
At this moment, the sixteen or seventeen year old youth's face, which was still full of smiles, became infinitely tall in the eyes of the crowd, so tall that the crowd began to feel fear and trepidation.
"So that's how it is!" After a moment of silence, Yang Xuan smiled and said lightly.
No one knew what he understood, and no one could guess what his smile meant.
The youth, Hua Jincan, shook his head and smiled bitterly when he saw the respectful gazes of the crowd.
He had known that once he revealed his origin, this would be the case. In the northwestern continent, he knew better than anyone what the name Hengshan represented.
However, in the face of Yang Xuan's question, he didn't know why he didn't want to hide it.
"Forget it, I'm leaving!" The youth thought for a moment and waved his hand at Yang Xuan. Then, he said through voice transmission, "If there's a chance in the future, I'll take you to Hengshan to play."
"I've killed so many people. Aren't you afraid of causing trouble for Hengshan?" Yang Xuan replied with a smile.
"Hengshan has always been the one causing trouble for others. No one has ever dared to cause trouble for Hengshan," the youth replied disdainfully.
"I'm called a demon. I've killed more than ten thousand people. Don't you care?" Yang Xuan asked again.
"Ha ha, you've read too many chivalrous novels!" The youth had already disappeared on the spot, but his voice could be heard from afar. "What is righteous? What is a demon? If killing more people makes one a demon, then every emperor in the world is a demon because they've killed more people than you have. "
His voice disappeared. The youth, Hua Jincan, had already vanished without a trace.
Yang Xuan's lips curled into a faint smile. He seemed to be mumbling to himself, "He's clearly so old, yet he still pretends to be a youth. Does this count as being obsessed?"
There seemed to be a cough in the distance. However, when one listened carefully, they couldn't hear anything.
Yang Xuan smiled and shook his head. Then, he took a deep breath and looked at the surface of the lake.
The surface of the lake wasn't still. Layers of ripples followed the footsteps, causing countless ripples.
The footsteps were light, but each step seemed to have been measured with a ruler. There wasn't the slightest difference.
The footsteps were also very slow. By the time everyone's eyes were focused on the surface of the lake, the owner of the footsteps still hadn't reached the center of the lake.
Ordinary hemp shoes stepped on the surface of the water. His clothes, which had been washed until they were white, fluttered in the wind like willow catkins.
Her white hair was casually tied into a knot on her head. She then used a willow branch from somewhere to hold it in the middle as a hairpin.
His complexion was slightly dark, like an old farmer who often worked in the fields. His complexion wasn't pale, but it had a healthy color.
The footsteps stopped. The person stood in the center of the lake and didn't move.
Yang Xuan looked at him, and he looked at Yang Xuan.
After a while, a slightly hoarse voice passed through the surface of the lake. It caused a few ripples and landed in Yang Xuan's ears.
"Bai Qi, let's make a bet!"
"What if I win? What if I lose? "Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes. He didn't ask about the bet, but directly asked about the outcome.
"If I win, you break your arms and follow me to a place to apologize to someone." The hoarse voice sounded.
"Oh? What if you lose? "Yang Xuan asked again.
"If I lose, I'll turn around and leave. I won't pursue the matter of you hurting my disciple and causing her to be depressed until now."
The hoarse voice passed through the lake and landed in Yang Xuan's ears. It also landed in everyone's ears.
Qing Jie's gaze was strange. She looked at the old farmer on the surface of the lake and fell into deep thought.
Luo Yi's expression was also strange. She stared blankly at the old man on the lake and opened her mouth to speak.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared beside the two of them.
Luo Yi was shocked. She quickly turned around, but in the next moment, she bowed respectfully.
Qing Jie also bowed at the same time.
"Greetings, Dark Night Saint Emissary!" The two of them said at the same time.
The Saint Emissary was dressed in black. His entire face was hidden under the hood. It was impossible to see his appearance.
A cold voice came from under the hood. "Rise!"
Qing Jie and Luo Yi heaved a sigh of relief.
Qing Jie lowered her voice and said, "Lord Saint Emissary, Bai …"
"Watch!" The person who was completely hidden in the darkness said two words that were as cold as ice. It was so cold that the two of them trembled.
"Yes!" The two of them bowed at the same time. They didn't dare to speak anymore.
At the same time, Yang Xuan's voice sounded. His gaze passed through the ripples on the surface of the lake. Then, he said indifferently, "Okay, what do we bet?"
"Let's bet on how many fingers he has." The old man on the lake smiled and pointed at a person outside the circle.
"Ah? Me? "The person who was pointed at was stunned at first. Then, a huge wave of fear surged in his heart.
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