Ancient Desolate Mountain Range
The night dispersed, and the day came.
Qian Yuxin waited outside the remote mountain stream. She couldn't sleep all night.
She was very puzzled as to why Chu Xingyun would grit his teeth and endure the ridicule and curses of the various powers' leaders. Furthermore, he had even turned around and left without killing a single person. However, more than that, she was worried that something would happen to Chu Xingyun. That was why she had waited there the entire time without taking half a step away.
The blazing sun peeked out of the clouds. When the first rays of dawn sprinkled down, the spiritual energy that enveloped the entire mountain stream dispersed. A pitch-black figure walked out of the mountain stream. His steps were light and slow, but there was an invisible sense of gloominess.
Seeing the dark figure, Qian Yuxin's beautiful eyes flickered. She quickly walked over and asked angrily, "Chu Xingyun, are you okay?"
While speaking, she looked at Chu Xingyun. Chu Xingyun looked at her and asked, "Have your father and some surviving members of the Imperial Family left the Honored Martial City?"
"Yes, they have been transferred to a safe place." Qian Yuxin was even more confused. Why did Chu Xingyun suddenly ask this? But she still nodded and answered without hesitation.
"Take them to the Wanjian Pavilion immediately. Don't waste a moment." Chu Xingyun said again. While speaking, his body floated in the air. His body was wrapped in rolling spiritual power. The vigorous momentum of the Yin Yang Second Stage was fully displayed at this moment.
Hearing this, Qian Yuxin was stunned. She hurriedly asked, "What do you mean? Why do we have to go to the Wanjian Pavilion? What about you? Don't you want to go back to the Wanjian Pavilion?"
Qian Yuxin asked one question after another, but Chu Xingyun didn't respond. He didn't even turn his head. His eyes stared ahead. Then, with a flash of spiritual light, he disappeared.
Qian Yuxin was puzzled. Chu Xingyun's actions made her even more confused. She wanted to chase after him and ask him. Unfortunately, Chu Xingyun's speed was too fast. In a flash, he disappeared on the other side of the sky. She couldn't find a trace of him.
Hu hu hu!
The wild wind swept past, blowing Chu Xingyun's long black hair. His clothes fluttered, making flapping sounds. His speed became faster and faster, and the look in his eyes became more and more determined.
About two hours later, an incomparably grand mountain range appeared in Chu Xingyun's field of vision. Its veins were like dragons, extending for hundreds of miles. The mountain range stretched to the end of his field of vision. It was shrouded by rolling clouds and mist, making it impossible to see clearly.
This magnificent mountain range was called the Ancient Barren Mountains. It was the oldest and longest mountain range in the Wanjian Pavilion's territory.
The 10,000 Swords Pavilion's territory was divided into 18 empires. Each of the empires stood on opposite sides, but they were also united. There were countless mountain ranges within and outside the borders of these empires, faintly showing signs of covering the entire territory.
The Ancient Desolate Mountain Range was located in the middle of the Ancient Desolate Mountain Range. Not only was the mountain range dangerous, it was also boundless. It was as if it could connect all the mountain ranges together. It was like a true dragon that surrounded the Eighteen Dynasties.
Swoosh!
Chu Xingyun sped up and entered the Ancient Desolate Mountain Range. He did not deliberately hide his aura. When he flew across the sky, many Spiritual Beasts trembled in fear and prostrated themselves on the ground as if they were welcoming their king.
At the same time, there were many furious roars from the depths of the mountain range. The roars shook the sky, causing the entire forest to shake. The violent aura of the Spiritual Beasts wreaked havoc. It was like a primitive ancient land.
The history of the Ancient Desolate Mountain Range was too long. The mountain range was deep, and no one knew where it ended. No one knew how many terrifying Spiritual Beasts were hidden in this ancient land.
Chu Xingyun did not pay too much attention to the Spiritual Beasts. He leaped and arrived at the peak of the Ancient Desolate Mountain Range. This place was more than 3,000 feet above the ground. Clouds floated in the air, as if he was in a fairyland. He could see everything clearly.
Chu Xingyun looked around with a gloomy gaze and extended his right hand. With him as the center, wisps of dark green flames bloomed and gathered in the air like a vortex. In the end, they turned into a dwelling of dead souls and slowly descended.
With the appearance of the Departed Spirits' Habitat, the Ancient Desolate Mountain Range, which had just regained its peace, roared again. These roars were filled with violence, fear, and even submission. They were all different. They resounded throughout the entire space, as if the world was about to change.
"What's going on?"
In the Ancient Desolate Mountain Range, there were many warriors cultivating. They felt the strange movements and subconsciously looked around. These Spiritual Beasts were so strange. Why were they acting so strangely?
At the peak of the mountain, Chu Xingyun had already grasped the Departed Spirits' Habitat in his heart. In the dark green flames, his deep black eyes were reflected. A cold light flickered and jumped until it covered his pupils.
"Let's begin." Chu Xingyun muttered to himself. He raised the Revenant's Perch, and the blurry shadow in the flames of death began to jump. An indescribable strange wave spread out. It ignored spiritual energy and space, and reverberated like water waves.
"Stop!"
At this moment, a hurried shout rang in Chu Xingyun's mind. At the same time, a black light cage appeared clearly. In the cage, a black-clothed youth was imprisoned.
That black-clothed young man was none other than Chu Xingyun himself. The voice from earlier had also come from him.
"Inner Demon, are you crazy? Do you know that by doing this, the Eighteen Dynasties will fall into an endless abyss? Countless people will die because of this, and countless people will become homeless?" Chu Xingyun was imprisoned in the black light cage by the Inner Demon. He could not escape at all, but he could influence the Inner Demon with his voice.
Hearing Chu Xingyun's words, the black sword tattoo on the Inner Demon's forehead jumped. It only took a glance before it turned its gaze back to the Departed Spirits' Habitat. Endless Spiritual Energy spread out from its body, dispersing all the clouds and mist.
Seeing this, Chu Xingyun gritted his teeth and shouted, "The Departed Spirits' Habitat is formed by the fusion of the Ten Thousand Beast Fire and the Wood of Vengeful Spirits. The former can burn everything and motivate all Spiritual Beasts. As for the latter, it contains extreme Death Qi. Once it comes into contact with living creatures, it will continuously strip them of their vitality, causing them to fall into endless panic."
"Such a precious treasure is an absolute killing weapon. You came to the Ancient Desolate Mountains to use the Departed Spirits' Habitat and the uniqueness of the Ancient Desolate Mountains to drop the Death Flame and seep into the depths of the mountains. This will cause the Spiritual Beasts to panic. At that time, the panic will be uncontrollable and spread to the other mountains."
At this point, Chu Xingyun's eyes darkened as he looked at the Inner Demon. He said word by word, "You want to use this to trigger a Beast Tide, a terrifying Beast Tide that will cover the Eighteen Dynasties. In this way, all the leaders of the forces that oppose you will die in this endless Beast Tide. Not even their bones will be left behind."
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