After walking out of the VIP box on the top floor of the 18th floor, Yi Tian's figure appeared in front of everyone, causing many of the foreign race cultivators' expressions to change slightly. They only saw a Nine Immortal Mountain disciple enter before, but they didn't see this person.
A few of the more quick-witted Severed Soul Stage cultivators on the floor didn't know this situation, so they immediately got up and left.
Since a high-level cultivator suddenly appeared, they naturally had to retreat first to avoid causing trouble. However, the leader of the Nine Immortal Mountain seemed to recognize Yi Tian's figure. He hurriedly came up and was about to bow, but a voice transmission sounded in his ear, "You are Xuan Jizi's disciple?"
"Disciple Ling Bei of the red beard spirit ape race greets Senior Yi." The leader of the beastkin race also hurriedly replied.
"Let Ning Wenchang talk to my disciple in detail." Yi Tian said, "You wait outside."
"Yes, Senior Yi. May I know if we should inform Master?" Ling asked tentatively.
After thinking about it, Yi Tian shook his head and said, "No need, I am also passing by the Demon Realm this time, and I will set off to the Hell Realm later. However, there is a letter you can pass to Xuan Jizi on my behalf. "
After speaking, he took out a blank jade slip, wrote some information, closed it, and put his unique mark on the seal before passing it to Ling Bei.
Suddenly, a flash of light flew over and stopped a foot away from him. Yi Tian carefully looked at it, it was the letter from Poison Divine Hand. After reaching out and receiving it, Yi Tian scanned it with his Divine Sense and read the contents. Poison Divine Hand was currently refining pills in the 'Cloud Dream Mountain', which was 3,000 miles away from the Thousands Demon City. If he wanted to meet him, he could go there.
After reading it, a trace of joy flashed in Yi Tian's eyes, then he whispered to Wan Jiaolan, "I have something to visit an old friend, you just wait here and escort Yan Wenxiong back."
Wan Jiaolan quickly replied respectfully, "Senior Yi, don't worry. If you have any instructions, I will do my best."
After that, Yi Tian's body flashed and disappeared from the spot. When the rogue cultivators saw this, how could they not know that the person in front of them was an old monster of the Body Integration Stage? Then, they looked at the people from the Nine Immortal Mountain and the Barbarian Horn Chamber of Commerce with fear in their eyes.
After leaving the Demon City, Yi Tian took out a map of the Demon Realm in the air. After finding the location of the Cloud Dream Mountain, he flew straight there. A distance of three thousand miles would only take him a few breaths of time. When he arrived above the Cloud-Dream Mountain, he sent out his Divine Perception and found that the clouds and mist had actually blocked his Divine Perception.
Hiding in here to concoct pills was truly a paradise. He wouldn't be disturbed by cultivators from the outside world. If he hadn't gone to Poison Saint Hand's mansion first, he wouldn't have known that he was hiding here.
After thinking about it, he took out the communication talisman in his hand and sent it out. A moment after the talisman entered the clouds, Poison Saint Hand's voice came, "Brother Yi, you have come from afar. What a rare guest. Forgive me for not having the time to greet you. Please come to my cave residence and wait for a moment."
After the voice fell, the clouds and mist faintly split open. Yi Tian flashed and went in.
After ten breaths of time, he landed on the peak of the mountain and used his Divine Perception to find the location of Poison Saint Hand's cave residence. Then, he turned around and went straight to the entrance of the cave residence.
The restriction at the entrance opened and Yi Tian walked in. After passing through the corridor, he arrived at the cave residence's reception room. He used his Divine Perception to explore the cave and saw that at the end of the corridor in the reception room, there was a restriction barrier outside a pill room. Obviously, Poison Saint Hand was refining pills there. Yi Tian knew that he shouldn't disturb him, so he found an empty seat at the stone table in the middle of the reception room and sat down to wait.
After sitting here for about two days, Yi Tian frowned slightly. Then, he noticed the restriction outside Poison Saint Hand's pill room in the depths of the cave residence. Then, a light shadow flew out and landed not far in front of him.
Standing up, Yi Tian took a closer look and saw that it was Poison Saint Hand's original body. He was about the same as when they met hundreds of years ago. His cultivation hadn't increased much, but the power of his flames seemed to have improved.
Poison Sacred Hand cupped his fists and bowed, "Fellow Daoist Yi, please take a seat and talk."
"Poison Saint Hand, it has been many years since we last met. It seems your alchemy skills have reached a new level," Yi Tian said after looking at him.
"Of course, of course," Poison Saint Hand replied with a smile.
After the two sat down, Yi Tian said, "I took the liberty to disturb you this time. First, I went to your mansion in Demon City. I didn't expect Fellow Daoist to cultivate here."
"It's nothing. Only by staying away from worldly troubles can I concentrate. What's more, the path of alchemy can't be disturbed, so I hid here in Yunwu Mountain," Poison Saint Hand replied.
"This time, I also have something to ask. I hope Fellow Daoist will not hesitate to enlighten me," Yi Tian said.
"You flatter me. Brother Yi, since you came to ask, there must be something urgent?" Poison Saint Hand asked immediately.
Nodding, Yi Tian said with a serious expression, "I'm about to set off for the Infernal Court to meet with the Underworld Guard Elder. It's just that I don't know much about the situation in the Infernal Court and the relationship between the major races and the Underworld. Since Fellow Daoist has been in the Infernal Court for a long time, I specially came to ask. "
"I see," Poison Saint Hand replied with a slight smile on his face, "I wonder what Brother Yi wants to ask about the situation in the Infernal Court?"
"I wonder if there are any major forces in the Infernal Court other than the Underworld Clan and the Brute Horn Clan?" Yi Tian asked directly.
Presumably, this was something Poison Saint Hand was familiar with. After thinking for a while, he replied, "Other than these two major races that are biased towards the Underworld, there are several neutral forces. They are the Ink Feather Clan branch, the Stone Clan, the Dark Beasts and the Water Clan, and my Apricot Forest Sect can also be considered a branch."
Among them, he had heard Wan Gang mention that the Integration Stage cultivator of the Ink Feather Clan had also cooperated with the Underworld Boy to explore the entrance of the Immortal World fragment in the Underworld. He just didn't know what was going on with the Ink Feather Clan branch in the Infernal Court. He immediately asked, "I heard that the Ink Feather Clan also has a branch in the Underworld, but I wonder if it is different from the branch in the Infernal Court?"
Poison Saint Hand smiled and said, "Actually, they were originally from the same branch, but after the Underworld Great Emperor was destroyed tens of thousands of years ago, they were divided into two factions. Although they rarely interact with each other now, their strength is not to be underestimated. The Patriarch is also at the early stage of the Integration Stage. "
Yi Tian did not care about such a force. Even the Yellow Spring Clan's Patriarch, Wan Gang, could not be compared to them. Therefore, they were not a threat to him. "I wonder how strong the Stone Clan and the Dark Beasts are?" Yi Tian changed the topic and asked again.
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