Although Su Zimo and Ji Yaoxing were hiding in the library hall, they could still sense the scene outside by using their spiritual senses.
The two looked at each other and could see the shock in each other's eyes!
The power of the Mahayana realm is completely beyond other realms!
Below the Golden Core realm, most of them fight with close combat and spiritual skills.
Above the Golden Core realm, there are many more methods, such as spells, secret techniques, laws of heaven and earth, battles between souls, and other fighting methods.
For the Mahayana ancestors, the most powerful thing is magical power!
Miraculous powers are also the biggest sign that distinguishes them from the strong ones in the ancestral realm and the powerful ones in combination!
The magical power that the old storyteller released casually seemed like nothing, but its power was extremely terrifying.
Even the ancestor of the Blood Vine Tribe had his body torn into a ball of blood mist!
"It's okay, come out."
Just when Su Zimo and the two were thinking wildly, the old storyteller's voice sounded, and the door of the library opened in response.
"Thank you, senior, for coming to the rescue."
Su Zimo came to the old storyteller and bowed deeply.
"fine."
The old storyteller shook his head slightly, but there was still a trace of worry in his brows.
Su Zimo's heart moved, and he vaguely guessed something, and asked tentatively: "Senior, Xuanji Palace has no way to resolve the killing order on me, right?"
"Um."
The old storyteller didn't hide anything and nodded.
Su Zimo suddenly recalled the scene where the Blood Luck Ancestor came outside the Xuanji Palace just now. The Blood Luck Ancestor seemed not sure that he was in the Xuanji Palace!
At this moment, I heard Old Man Shu explain: "Seeing the killing order on your body, I used a magical power to temporarily block your breath and deceive the heavens!"
Su Zimo suddenly realized.
After the old storyteller secretly exclaimed that something was not right, he waved his hands in front of him, and an extremely vast force filled the air, shrouding the sky above Xuanji Palace.
It turns out that the old storyteller had already released a magical power at that time!
The old storyteller said: "Under the cover of this magical power, even the Mahayana ancestor of the fierce tribe will never be able to find you, but..."
After a short pause, the old storyteller said: "If the emperor of the Blood Vine Clan comes, or the emperor of the Sky Eye Clan comes, I'm afraid I won't be able to hide my magical power."
Su Zimo's eyes darkened.
In this wild continent, the old storyteller, as an emperor, is definitely one of the most powerful monks he has encountered so far.
But even the old storyteller and the Xuanji Palace couldn't do anything.
This means that even other sects, such as Piaomiao Peak and Bailian Sect, have no other choice!
Although the Tianhuang Continent is huge, with this killing order, there is no place for him!
"so what should I do now?"
Ji Yaojing was a little anxious and asked: "Senior, you have great powers, you must have a way."
"Senior, since there is nothing we can do about the Xuanji Palace, I will leave tomorrow."
Su Zimo thought for a while and said in a deep voice.
To be fair, Su Zimo didn't have a clue and didn't know where he should go next.
But if he stays in the Xuanji Palace, there will be no benefit other than implicating the Xuanji Palace.
"I didn't expect that the battle at Liuxing Mountain would put me in such a situation."
Su Zimo murmured softly in his heart.
Although he obtained the Worry-free Wood, he was also given a killing order and would always be hunted by the Blood Vine Clan. There was no time or place for him to refine and practice!
The fate of this Qinglian avatar is probably already determined.
This is a dead end with no solution!
The old storyteller looked at Su Zimo with deep eyes, and suddenly asked: "Do you regret it?"
"Um?"
Su Zimo was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the old storyteller was asking him if he regretted the battle at Liuxing Mountain.
Su Zimo laughed dumbly, shook his head and said: "If I don't regret it, even if I do it again, I will kill Liuxing Mountain!"
"As expected of Huangwu."
The old storyteller nodded with satisfaction and praised.
"Actually, there is no way to break the killing order on you and break this deadlock." The old storyteller suddenly said.
Su Zimo felt happy and asked quickly: "Senior, please make it clear."
The old storyteller narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "There is an unknown land in this wild continent. Even the Mahayana ancestors and the great emperors dare not set foot!"
"ah?"
Su Zimo asked: "The emperors of the major evil clans don't dare to set foot?"
"That's a forbidden area for all the vicious clans!"
The old storyteller's words are astonishing.
In the world of cultivation, there is a saying that the nine forbidden areas of the human race are spread. In fact, they correspond to the habitats of the nine vicious tribes.
Now, for the first time, Su Zimo heard that there was actually a place on the Tianhuang Continent that was a forbidden area for the Fierce Clan, where even the Emperor of the Fierce Clan did not dare to set foot!
"Senior, are you talking about there..."
Ji Yaoxue seemed to have thought of something and subconsciously looked to the west.
"good."
The old storyteller nodded and said: "The land in the far west, Kunlun Ruins!"
"Kunlun Ruins."
Su Zimo murmured softly.
This name was extremely unfamiliar to him.
"Where exactly is that place?"
Su Zimo couldn't help but ask.
"Nobody knows what's there, what's there."
The old storyteller shook his head and said: "But one thing is certain, that is the final battlefield of the ancient war!"
The ancient battle!
Su Zimo was shocked.
The old storyteller said solemnly: "To be precise, it was originally called Kunlun. Because of an earth-shattering battle that turned it into a huge ruin, it was called Kunlun Ruins by later generations."
"According to legend, during the ancient war, the Forbidden Dragon Phoenix and the Forbidden Kunpeng led the eight evil tribes and countless races to attack Kunlun, and fought against the ten thousand races led by the Taboo Zhen."
"Huh? Wait!"
Su Zimo's heart moved, and he suddenly asked: "Senior, it should be the nine vicious clans, right?"
The old storyteller shook his head and said, "According to Patriarch Linglong's records, at the beginning of the ancient times, there seemed to be only eight major vicious clans."
"The gods only appeared in the late ancient times. During the ancient war, they were not yet a thing."
Su Zimo frowned slightly.
For some reason, he always felt that there was something unusual hidden in it, but for a moment, he couldn't figure it out and had no clue.
The ancient battle described by the old storyteller is somewhat different from what the great elder of the Zhulong Clan said.
After all, that happened in ancient times.
Not to mention that the battle was an eternity ago, even if it was the catastrophe of ten thousand monsters and the catastrophe of stars 20,000 to 30,000 years ago, it is difficult to know the truth.
The only thing that is certain is that the ancient battle was indeed extremely tragic, much more tragic than the battle between the human race and the nine vicious tribes in ancient times!
Countless races were killed and exterminated in the ancient war!
The three taboos were indeed all killed in that battle!
The vitality of the nine evil clans was severely damaged as a result.
The ancient times ended because of this.
Then, we entered the ancient era. The human race took advantage of the situation to rise, and the cultivation civilization gradually prospered, ushering in a glorious and prosperous age. Finally, an ancient war broke out with the nine vicious tribes.