409 Remembrance of Things Past
“Master, I’m here to visit you…”
In the void, Feng Xia bowed in that direction.
He whispered with a serious expression and a deep tone.
However, he soon noticed that the old man in the center of the continent did not notice his existence. Instead, his attention was focused on the azure dragon that descended from the sky.
!!
“Master… doesn’t seem to be able to see or hear me?”
Feng Xia revealed a trace of surprise and instinctively wanted to walk forward.
However, he suddenly came to his senses and stopped in his tracks. “I can’t go over now.”
Given the reaction of the First Ruler Yan Luosheng, or more accurately, based on the reaction of the will of the Supreme Demon Dragon Emperor after falling into that ancient land, he had enough reason to suspect…
If he crossed over, he would probably not be able to come out this time!
“The third level of the Demon Imperial Tombs is a miniature version of the Ancient Forsaken Land, and in the depths of the third level is the last defense… a passageway connected to the true Ancient Forsaken Land!”
Feng Xia’s thoughts fluctuated as he looked at the old man with white hair and beard. As he looked at the old man, he was unable to feel calm for even a moment.
From the beginning, his goal was to break the seal of the Ancient Forsaken Land and rescue Patriarch Chenhai.
With his current cultivation, he seemed to be halfway to his goal.
However, after experiencing this battle and sending the body of Yan Luosheng, which had been entrusted with the will of the Demon Dragon Emperor, into the Ancient Forsaken Land through the passageway, Feng Xia felt a little uncertain.
If even the will of the Supreme Demon Dragon Emperor could be sealed and suppressed…
Perhaps the secret of the Ancient Forsaken Land was even more shocking than he had imagined!
Could he really cultivate until that day?
“Speaking of which…” As he was thinking, Feng Xia’s expression became strange again. “Why does the Ancient Forsaken Land seem like a super-large garbage dump?”
Look, if there was anything you did not want, just throw it in.
It was convenient and useful, natural and free of pollution.
“Well, it’s probably just my imagination.”
In the next breath, Feng Xia shook his head forcefully and threw this thought out of his mind.
If it was really a super large garbage dump, why not just throw Ying Daoyi in as well?
Since neither the Lingyun State Preceptor nor Goddess Wu Guan had done that so many years ago, it was obvious that the Ancient Forsaken Land was not a place where trash could be thrown away at will.
Of course, he had no other choice now.
“But there’s nothing to hesitate about.”
In the end, Feng Xia clenched his fists tightly and stared at the old man on the continent below. His gaze became firm again. “Since I’ve come to this world, I will not make this trip in vain!”
“Master… I’ll be back!”
Feng Xia muttered to himself. Then he turned around and walked towards the back slowly.
Over there, the third level of the Demon Imperial Tombs that had fallen apart had already turned into countless fragments. Carrying terrifying hot flames, they smashed onto the ground of the second level continuously!
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Ancient Forsaken Land.
The central seal.
“Little Yan Yan, why aren’t you saying anything? But you’re really not as warm as before…”
The old man touched the scarf around his neck and smiled happily. There seemed to be nostalgia in his eyes. “If I remember correctly, when I wrapped you around my neck back then, I could even go to the Lunar Jade Pool to take a bath…”
For a moment, his expression was exceptionally amiable.
There was no madness nor mania.
He was like a true teacher, with a kind look in his eyes.
“Back then, we bumped into that asshole Wu Guan in the Lunar Jade Pool. Who knew that fellow would actually… actually…”
As he spoke, the old man’s eyes turned red again. His breathing became more and more rapid and a strong look of anger appeared on his face. “Damn it! Why?!”
His aura continued to surge higher and higher. Even the little worm on his neck could not help but reveal a trace of shock.
In this place, even his will was suppressed and he could not unleash any strength. Why could this ordinary human…
However, in the next moment, a beautiful moonlight condensed in midair and turned into a huge hammer that smashed down.
Caught off guard, the old man was hit behind his neck and he fell to the ground.
“Wu Guan! I know you are here!” Even so, the old man still shouted angrily, “If you have the ability, come out and fight me for 300 rounds! What kind of man are you to hide? Eh, why doesn’t my head hurt this time?”
The “little dragon”, who was dizzy from the impact, was speechless. “…”
This was because this time, he was the one who was hit by the hammer!
“As expected, I know it!”
The old man touched the back of his head again and he quickly revealed a happy expression. He raised his hand to pat the little dragon around his neck and rubbed his hands happily as he said, “Little Yan Yan, I know you would definitely come and accompany me. After all, we suffered the most vicious beating together back then…”
“Strange, why aren’t you saying anything?”
“Never mind, never mind. It doesn’t matter if you don’t speak. I will talk alone. Don’t fall asleep!”
“Wake up! Don’t sleep!”
Pop! Pop! Pop!
As if afraid that the little dragon on his neck would fall asleep, the old man pulled it down. Then, he smashed it hard on the ground. This movement caused the surrounding clouds and fog to separate, raising a large amount of grayish-black dust.
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The little dragon continued, “&@%￥!…%”
In the next moment, his hair stood on end for no reason.
Perhaps because the old man’s movements were too obvious, the light hammer in midair did not dissipate after landing. Instead, it gathered more divine light and turned into an incredibly huge spoon!
Clang—
Thud!
Clang—
Thud!
“Little Yan Yan, wake up. Don’t sleep!”
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Demon Imperial Tombs.
Due to the destruction of the continent on the third level, the situation on the second level became more and more serious. The world shook and the space in some places was pierced through. Through the cracks, one could even see the situation on the first level.
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A stone war chariot braced against the destructive shockwaves and passed through the air.
“Everyone, Sect Master Feng…”
In the Ancient King War Chariot, Mo Lianque looked pained. “I’m afraid he has already…”
“Afraid what?”
At this moment, a voice sounded from behind him.
Mo Lianque’s body trembled violently. He turned his head in disbelief and saw that a young man in a blue robe had appeared in the carriage of the war chariot!
“Of course I’m afraid he’s already back… Wait, Sect Master Feng, when did you return?”
“Just now.”
Feng Xia waved his hand and said calmly, “Now, let’s go meet up with Youniang and the rest first and then think of a way to solve the problem above our heads.”
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