After Chen Song took what he needed to take, he bid farewell to Qi Hua and quietly came out of the secret passage of Mount Qi in the middle of the night. He glanced at the vast and empty plain, then soared into the air and fled in the direction of Mount An.
However, he did not notice that there was a figure standing silently in the sky even higher up.
After he left, Xiang Chun slowly descended from the sky and looked in the direction he left with a bewildered expression. "Junior Brother Chen, he's still alive? Then Junior Brother Ying … "
As early as when Qi Hua said he would send someone else, he felt something was wrong. Therefore, he came alone and stopped in the sky, ready to see who would throw the "Plain Mystical Weapon".
At this time, his expression was somewhat complicated. In the end, he shook his head and sighed inwardly. "Teacher, how many things are you hiding from me?"
He descended from the sky and returned to the Xuanfu Affairs Hall. Then, he sat there alone and pondered for a long time. When dawn came, he ordered a servant to find Xu Ying.
Not long after, Xu Ying arrived at the door and said, "Senior Brother, I'm here."
Xiang Chun said, "What are you standing there for? Come in."
After Xu Ying entered, he clasped his hands and lowered his head in an apologetic manner. "Senior Brother, this little brother was wrong last time. I shouldn't have barged in and angered you. "
Xiang Chun waved his hand and sighed. "Forget it, I'm in a bad mood. It has nothing to do with you."
Xu Ying raised his head and asked with concern, "Senior Martial Brother, did you encounter something that is troubling you? If there's anything, tell me and I'll do it for you. "
Xiang Chun said, "Forget it, it's good that you have the heart. The matter has been resolved." After a pause, he said, "I saw Teacher yesterday."
Xu Ying was startled, then delighted. He eagerly asked, "Then … did Senior Brother mention the matter of Martial Nephew Ji to Teacher?"
Xiang Chun said, "I did." He took out a jade slip from his sleeve and placed it on the table. "Everything you want is in here."
Xu Ying was overjoyed and hurriedly reached out to take it.
"Wait!"
Xiang Chun stretched out his hand and pressed it down. Then, he looked at him with a serious expression and said, "Teacher said that this method is very unorthodox and has many obstacles. So, when you practice it, you have to be especially careful. If you give it to Martial Nephew Ji, you have to remember to explain this matter clearly to him. Moreover, whether he wants to practice it or not is up to him. If he feels that it is inappropriate, you cannot force him."
Xu Ying said confidently, "Don't worry, Senior Martial Brother. Martial Nephew Ji has always been very hardworking and he trusts me very much. Moreover, with his talent, what can't he learn?"
Xiang Chun nodded and said, "I hope so. Take it."
Xu Ying grabbed the jade slip and put it in his sleeve. At this moment, he seemed to think of something and looked at Xiang Chun. Solemnly, he said, "Senior Brother, I know that the Army of God is doing something now, but once Martial Niece Ji reads the third chapter, Teacher will have help. You won't have to worry about these things anymore."
Xiang Chun nodded and said, "Junior Brother, you go first. I still have something to do."
Xu Ying clasped his hands and excitedly rushed out.
Xiang Chun sat behind the table and sank into deep thought.
After flying in the sky for three days, Chen Song passed through the territory of the Protectorate and entered the vast forest of Mount An. Here, due to the influence of the turbid tide, he could no longer rely on himself to determine the direction.
He took out a jade board with a few heartworms crawling on it. Because he was in the sky, they were all protected by his inner light.
Because heartworms that were born in the same nest could sense each other, he only needed to follow the direction of the heartworm's tentacles to quickly approach Qiao Zhan's location.
These Heart Worms were originally cultivated by a mystic cultivator in the Profound Palace to counter the Turbid Tide's illusions. Unfortunately, this mystic cultivator couldn't find the path ahead and turned into a muddle-headed cultivator. It was said that later on, because he was too impatient, he turned into a chaotic monster and was killed by a muddle-headed cultivator.
After flying for a long time, he saw the Heart Worm suddenly crawl on the jade board. His heart moved, and he immediately stopped.
At the place where the heartworms crawled, he saw lines of words appear. It was a message from Qiao Zhan again. It said that the Army of God was close to the Resting Land of the Gods. From what he heard, they would be there in at most three days.
Chen Song thought for a while, took out a brush, dipped it in some black powder, and wrote on the jade board. This was asking the other party how many people were around them. Was EsGod around? Was the situation still the same as what he said?
Throwing the Plain Dark Weapon was not a small matter. He had to ensure that he could include these rebels and EsGod this time, so he was very careful.
If Qiao Zhan did not send a message back, he would try to confirm it himself when he got there. If he discovered that something was wrong, that it did not meet his expectations, or that Qiao Zhan was simply deceiving him, then he would immediately stop what he was doing, destroy the heartworms in his hands, and rely on another batch of heartworms to return to the Profound Palace.
At this moment, on a higher slope deep in the forest, Qiao Zhan was sitting in a tent.
After forming an alliance with EsGod, because he needed to help EsGod steal the power and authority of the Blood Sun God, they no longer needed to travel day and night like before. Instead, they were allowed to sleep at night to preserve their energy and strength. This gave him a chance to be alone.
At this moment, he looked at the heartworms crawling around on the ground and saw words appear one after another. He was excited and knew that the people in Xuanfu had received the news. He thought for a while and sprinkled some black powder on the ground to let the heartworms crawl around and send back what they saw.
At this moment, a voice came from outside. "Captain Qiao, what are you doing in the tent alone?"
Qiao Zhan was shocked and immediately put away the heartworms. He pretended to have just woken up and walked out of the tent. "Captain Gu, what's the matter? I was sleeping. "
Captain Gu glanced at him a few times, then smiled at him and said, "That's right. We've been rushing for the past few days, so we haven't been eating or sleeping well. But you're in luck. You and my men caught a group of spiritual mountain deer. We can have a big meal later."
Qiao Zhan thought for a while and asked, "Aren't we going to send some to the Marquises?"
Captain Gu laughed and put a hand on Qiao Zhan's shoulder. "I've thought about it long ago. Don't worry about it. Let's go. We have to eat the meat of spiritual creatures as soon as possible. It won't be delicious if it's too cooked."
Inside the Blood Sun Temple, Zhang Yu had already reached the highest level of the temple with his sword in hand. However, as he got closer and closer to the statue, he felt as if he had walked into an invisible barrier. The higher he went, the greater the barrier became. At that moment, the light of his heart soared, fighting against the divine power that was surging towards him.
The Blood Sun Sovereign had yet to be resurrected. This should be the doing of a strand of divine consciousness left behind by him. Even so, the power he could muster was no less than that of a powerful opponent.
In the legends of the Blood Sun, although Azizama was created by the Blood Sun gods, the Blood Sun Sovereign Utto had undoubtedly contributed the most. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was the pillar.
This could be seen from the fact that the temple was a city within a city.
Therefore, he had been cautious all this time. Step by step, he walked steadily towards the main seat.
At this moment, the reddish-gold light in the right hand of the Utto statue suddenly emitted a bright and dazzling light, and a scorching heat spread out. The pools of blood-red water seemed to have suddenly turned into boiling magma, bubbling and bubbling.
In just a few breaths, the entire temple seemed to have sunk into a scorching heat. Golden liquid began to flow down the walls, and the statues on both sides began to melt and deform like candles.
The heartlight on Zhang Yu's body surged slowly, repelling the external light and heat.
However, he could feel that the further he walked, the higher the heat. The light in the statue's hand was a blood-red sun hanging high in the sky. Just a little closer and it would turn people into charcoal.
These should all be illusions because the "divine weapon" in Utto's hands was one with him. Only when he was truly resurrected would he be able to summon these things from his own body.
However, in the Divine City, and in Utto's temple, illusions could be transformed into real existences under the influence of divine power. They could even possess some of the original power of the divine weapon.
However, he knew very well that it was not a divine weapon after all. It was purely an illusion driven by spirituality. If it wanted to be projected into reality, it still had to rely on physical properties.
Therefore, he held the Cicada Cry Sword horizontally in front of him and gently stroked the blade. With a push from his heart, the sword suddenly flew out under the effect of the powerful heartlight. It directly tore through the invisible obstacles surrounding it and pierced through the ball of light in the hands of the Utto statue. After twisting and changing a few times, it turned into specks of light and scattered.
In an instant, all the heat flow faded away. Everything in the divine hall returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.
After the Cicada Sword pierced through the ball of light, it did not stop. Instead, it flew and circled around the snake staff in the deity's hand, the godly eagle on its shoulder, and the alligator under its feet. These three items were also shattered at the same time.
Zhang Yu reached out and grabbed the Cicada Cry Sword. After destroying these things, without physical properties to rely on, the other party could forget about creating the illusion just now.
Some powerful EsGods could indeed change reality with pure spirituality, but that was definitely not something that a strand of divine consciousness could do.
In truth, if a Mystic read up to the third chapter of the book and learned a certain amount of seals, they would also have the ability to influence reality and change it. It was just that the degree to which they could change it depended on their cultivation base.
At this moment, he looked at the statue that was no longer making any movements. He walked forward steadily, then took off the glove and slowly pressed it on.
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