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The Remnant Soul of the Martial Emperor
"Damn it!"
By the time Chang Mingyang arrived, the door in the sky had already completely disappeared. His face was flushed with anger as he let out a few furious roars.
At this time, the other four people arrived slowly. When they saw how angry Chang Mingyang was, they all pulled a long face and did not say a word. They did not even dare to breathe loudly.
"What the hell is going on?" Chang Mingyang asked angrily as he turned around and grabbed the skinny young man's neck.
The skinny young man's face turned purple. He said with difficulty, "After that person caught me, he just asked me a few questions. I don't know what exactly happened."
"What a good-for-nothing!" Chang Mingyang threw the skinny young man away and felt even more annoyed. They had stayed in this place for a few days. In the end, there was really a treasure here, but it had been taken by someone else.
Moreover, that person had disappeared right in front of him. This made Chang Mingyang even more unbearable!
Chang Mingyang's face was gloomy as he paced back and forth on the ground. From time to time, he would look at the place where the portal had disappeared. His eyes were shining with greed.
"That aura just now was ancient and boundless. It was comparable to the Sword Tomb in the Wanjian Pavilion. There must be a priceless treasure in this Arcane Realm."
"I have waited for a few days. How can I just leave like this? That person ignored my words and my existence. I can't take this lying down. I must make him pay!"
Thoughts flashed through Chang Mingyang's mind. He suddenly turned around and said to the skinny young man, "You, go back to the sect immediately and tell my father everything that has happened here. Make sure he comes to Iron Peak in person."
"Remember, you can only tell this to him alone. You absolutely cannot let anyone else know. Furthermore, I want you to tell this to my father within four days. If there's any delay, you can kill yourself."
Chang Mingyang added. His gloomy eyes made the skinny young man's face turn pale. His legs went soft and he fell to the ground. He said helplessly, "Senior brother Chang, the Iron Peak Country and the sect are thousands of miles apart. It's a bit difficult to travel in just four days."
"Shut up!"
Chang Mingyang's face was ferocious. With a swing of his hand, he threw a token to the skinny youth and said, "This is the Ten Thousand Swords Token. Seeing this token is like seeing the Sword Master. Any dynasty will let you pass. Four days is enough."
The skinny young man held the Ten Thousand Swords Token in his hand. His expression was still ugly, but he did not dare to disobey Chang Mingyang's orders.
After all, Chang Mingyang's father was the Sword Master Chixiao of Wanjian Pavilion. His cultivation had reached the Yin-Yang Realm, and he was one of the top figures in Wanjian Pavilion.
If he disobeyed Chang Mingyang's orders, he would not be able to stay in Wanjian Pavilion!
Seeing this, the other three disciples sighed inwardly.
In the 10,000 Swords Pavilion, Chang Mingyang was known for his lawlessness. He relied on his status and talent to oppress the new disciples. He didn't even put the elders of the 10,000 Swords Pavilion in his eyes.
This time, they had discovered a Mystery Realm in Shifang Gorge. Logically speaking, they should inform the sect and let the sect send someone to solve this matter. They had to cooperate with the sect's arrangements.
Chang Mingyang asked the skinny young man to return to the sect and only inform the Sword Master Chixiao. His purpose was to take all the treasures in this Mystery Realm and hide it from the sect.
This was not the first time Chang Mingyang had done such a thing!
"Why aren't you going?" Chang Mingyang saw that the skinny young man was still hesitating. His voice was as cold as frost, which made the skinny young man shudder. He turned around and rushed down the slope desperately.
Seeing this, Chang Mingyang turned around in satisfaction, looking at the other three and said, "After this person enters the secret realm, he will definitely leave. For the next few days, all of you will patrol day and night. If you find any clues, immediately inform me. Otherwise, you should know the consequences."
Chang Mingyang did not pay any attention to the three of them. His figure flashed as he rushed to the top of the slope. He released his aura, faintly enveloping the void, unwilling to let go of any chance to escape.
Chu Xingyun had no idea what was happening in the outside world. At this moment, he only felt that everything before his eyes was pitch-black. His body was like a small boat in a vast ocean, swaying and spinning as if it would never stop.
Suddenly, in this darkness, a glimmer of light bloomed.
This glimmer of light entered Chu Xingyun's eyes and slowly spread until it enveloped his body. It was warm and comfortable.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a new world. This place seemed to be under a mountain range. It was surrounded by dense forests and flowers, exuding a sense of vitality.
"This is the Mystery Realm of Heavenly Craftsmanship?" Chu Xingyun was slightly surprised.
According to his knowledge, this Mystery Realm of Heavenly Craftsmanship was the place where Mowang Gong's lifelong inheritance was. Mowang Gong was a character from the ancient times and had been dead for tens of thousands of years.
In other words, the Mystery Realm of Heavenly Craftsmanship had existed for tens of thousands of years.
He never thought that a Mystery Realm that had existed since the ancient times would still have such vitality after tens of thousands of years of baptism. Even Chu Xingyun was amazed by this, and a sense of admiration rose in his heart.
"Who is it!"
At this moment, Chu Xingyun felt that something was wrong. His figure flashed to the side without any warning. His eyes darkened as he looked straight ahead. The Sky Slashing Sword was unsheathed, and a trace of sharp Sword Qi lingered around it, making a hissing sound.
In that direction, an old man in simple hemp clothes slowly walked out from the forest.
This old man was extremely old, and his face was covered with dense wrinkles. However, his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, and people would be deeply attracted by them.
When Chu Xingyun saw this old man's face, his expression suddenly froze.
This old man's face was not unfamiliar to him. It was exactly the same as the Mowang Gong recorded in the Mystery Realm of Heavenly Craftsmanship Seal!
"According to the Mystery Realm of Heavenly Craftsmanship Seal, if you want to obtain all the inheritances in the Mystery Realm of Heavenly Craftsmanship, you have to go through many trials. Before coming here, I thought of countless possibilities, but I never thought that Senior Mo would be willing to seal a wisp of his remnant soul here and personally conduct the trials in order to find a suitable inheritor."
Chu Xingyun's gaze gradually calmed down, and a trace of admiration appeared on his face.
The old man in hemp clothes before him was a wisp of Mowang Gong's remnant soul.
Before Mowang Gong died, he used a secret technique to forcefully seize this wisp of remnant soul and sealed it in the Mystery Realm of Heavenly Craftsmanship.
In the future, he would be able to see and personally test anyone who entered the Mystery Realm of Heavenly Craftsmanship.
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