In the dense forest of the "Holy Demon Palace", the white-haired young man and the beautiful woman were still sitting cross-legged under a big tree. They had gone out a few days ago to investigate the sect protection formation, but still found nothing unusual.
Although this made them somewhat suspicious, after a few more days of observation, they found that nothing unusual had occurred, so they had no choice but to give up.
That afternoon, the white-haired young man who was meditating opened his eyes again. Although there was impatience on his face, there was also a hint of doubt.
"Well, why are there always things going on recently? What happened to Dao Yu?"
After more than ten breaths, Dao Yu's somewhat tired voice was heard from outside the dense forest.
"Dao Yu has an urgent matter to discuss with the Great Elder. This matter is very important. I hope the Great Elder can grant me a meeting!"
"Who could hurt him like this..."
The white-haired young man was very surprised, but when one has reached his level of cultivation, there are very few things that can move him. Although the other party disturbed his meditation, he still spoke calmly.
"Come in!"
The beautiful woman under another big tree in the distance did not move at all, as if she was an unchanging stone statue that had existed for thousands of years.
Soon, in the surging rich milky white spiritual energy, Dao Yu's figure flew over.
At this moment, he has changed into a white robe again, still looking handsome and free and easy.
But in the eyes of the white-haired young man, this was not what he saw. Dao Yu's right eye seemed extremely empty and lifeless, and his aura was weak.
Everything Dao Yu shows now may be normal in the eyes of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
But it was useless in front of the white-haired young man. He could see at a glance that Dao Yu's physical body was damaged, and the right eye was re-condensed by magic power.
Dao Yu came in a hurry and only had time to change his clothes. Although he used his magical powers to concentrate his right eye after losing it, it was not truly integrated with his body.
The white-haired young man was still sitting cross-legged under the big tree, just looking at Dao Yu quietly without asking any more questions.
"Dao Yu greets the two elders. I have an important matter to report. Zhao Min is missing!"
Dao Yu came before the white-haired young man, knelt down on both knees immediately, kowtowed three times respectfully, and without standing up, he directly stated his purpose.
His words moved the originally calm Grand Elder of the "Holy Demon Palace". His body shook slightly, and the big tree behind him swayed without wind.
At the same time, the beautiful woman who had been practicing with her eyes closed in the distance suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, and looked over with two sharp rays of light in her eyes.
This made Dao Yu feel like a thorn in his back, and the pressure on him doubled, but he dared not move.
Then, two extremely powerful spiritual senses instantly covered the entire "Holy Demon City". The two spiritual senses, without any cover, immediately alarmed many old monsters of the White Demon Clan, and they were all a little surprised.
"What the hell are Mo Yu and Lan Bing doing? Why are they suddenly using their spiritual sense to explore the entire 'Holy Demon City' without any concealment?!"
"Did something big happen? Why didn't I sense any enemy presence? What are Mo Yu and Lan Bing doing with their sudden burst of energy..."
"… "
The two divine consciousnesses left quickly and came back quickly. In an instant, they disappeared like a sea tide.
"She is really not in the palace. Her aura has completely disappeared!"
"There's none in the Holy Demon City either! Dao Yu, tell me, what's going on?"
The beautiful woman also shook her head. The white-haired young man stared at Dao Yu with cold eyes. Zhao Min's cultivation was not strong, but her identity was extremely special.
Dao Yu swallowed his dry throat and began to narrate with a trembling voice.
Being stared at by two super powerful men, even though he knew that he was the most valued disciple of the Great Elder, no accidents would happen.
But the invisible pressure in the eyes of these two people made Dao Yu feel like he was standing naked in the snow when he was a child, lonely and helpless.
Soon, he recounted the entire story, not daring to conceal anything.
"You said Zhao Min left the palace a few days ago and then disappeared in the city for no reason?"
The white-haired young man's cold voice came over, without any emotion, making Dao Yu wonder whether the clan's chief elder was furious.
"Yes, it's been four days!"
"It's a space-related magic weapon. His judgment should be correct!"
A clear and pleasant voice suddenly rang out, like a yellow oriole flying out of a dense forest, and a beautiful woman suddenly interrupted.
"Let's go and take a look!"
The white-haired young man suddenly stood up. Zhao Min was the one they had trained with great effort and at great cost. She was the most core disciple of the "Holy Demon Palace", an important disciple who had a chance of advancing to the Divine Transformation stage.
How could they just sit back and watch this happen? The next moment, Dao Yu felt a hand pressing on his shoulder.
Then, he appeared outside the "Holy Demon Palace" in an instant, and the figure of the beautiful woman followed the white-haired young man.
"Where is that place?"
The white-haired young man glanced at Dao Yu.
In the courtyard where Li Yan lived before, Dao Yu had set up layers of prohibitions and protections. At a certain moment, three figures suddenly appeared in the courtyard without any warning.
Dao Yu's restrictions did not cause any warning or reaction at all, as if they did not exist at all.
The white-haired young man had already let go of Dao Yu. He and the beautiful woman came to the deep pit in one step. His pair of clear eyes with distinct black and white suddenly turned into an endless black hole strangely.
There were two white yin-yang fishes in the black hole, one positive and one negative, spinning rapidly. The beautiful woman at the side just stared at the deep pit. With her senior brother taking action, she didn't need to intervene and just waited.
Dao Yu behind him didn't even dare to breathe. He stood with his hands hanging down and secretly looked forward. Hope had already been burning in his heart.
"Boy, I will ask the Great Elder to hand you over to me when the time comes. Just wait for me!!"
None of the three spoke. For a moment, the courtyard was unusually quiet and Dao Yu could even hear his own heartbeat.
Time was passing quickly. After half a quarter of an hour, the pair of white yin-yang fish in the white-haired young man's eyes suddenly stopped.
He suddenly raised one hand and waved it gently. A grain of dust smaller than a grain of sand broke through the layers of soil and flew straight up from the bottom of the deep pit.
Almost in the blink of an eye, it was in the hands of the white-haired young man. The white-haired young man pinched the dust particle between two fingers and looked at it carefully in front of his eyes.
The beautiful woman on the side also swept her spiritual sense towards the dust without any hesitation.
"Is this it? It feels exactly like real dirt and dust, no different."
The beautiful woman did not use any other magical powers, but her spiritual sense was extremely powerful and she could easily detect any abnormalities.
However, the speck of dust held in the white-haired young man's fingers was just an ordinary grain of mud in her perception, emitting a pure earthy aura, and there was no apparent relationship between it and the rules of space.
"Just take a look and you'll know!"
The white-haired young man's cold voice was heard. He was very confident in his "Chaos Demon Eye" and did not think he would make a mistake.
However, he also developed a strong interest in this space magic weapon. It seemed that he did not spend much effort to find it just now, but in fact, he had already used the power of rules that many cultivators had only heard of in legends.
As he spoke, white light burst out from the fingertips of his two slender fingers. However, he was also controlling his strength, for fear of crushing the dust particle.
Then Zhao Min might be shattered into nothingness in an instant by the space turbulence. He is now just trying to determine whether this grain of dust is a space magic weapon.
The next moment, a scene happened that surprised him and the beautiful woman.
As the white-haired young man's magic power was activated, a burst of white light appeared and then collapsed in an instant.
At the same time, the white-haired young man felt a sharp pain in his fingertips. Just now, he was just like an ordinary person trying to crush a hard stone with force.
"Um?"
The white-haired young man was stunned, and a hint of surprise appeared on his expression which had remained unchanged for thousands of years.
Although he recognized as expected that this speck of dust should be what he was looking for, the result was far beyond his expectations.
With his seemingly casual pinch, even a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage would be turned into a blood rain in an instant under this power.
He then gathered his magic power again, and this time the white light at his fingertips seemed even softer.
But it was this soft white light that made Dao Yu behind him feel that the surrounding space suddenly tightened, and he could no longer move at all.
This time, after the white light flashed, it did not collapse like before, but after a few breaths, the white-haired young man's expression became more and more solemn.
Because the speck of dust between his fingers was not only not damaged, but also did not show any abnormality.
Just like a dead object, he showed no reaction at all. At this time, his strength was still increasing, 30%, 40%, 50%... .
If he had not been able to control his own power very well and concentrate it at one point, this force would have razed the entire "Holy Demon City" within a radius of thousands of miles to the ground in an instant.
It is estimated that apart from activating the "Holy Demon Palace" protective formation to resist, all other first-class sects in the city, even if all their protective formations were superimposed, would be reduced to ashes in an instant.
Not only did the white-haired young man's expression become extremely solemn, but the beautiful woman beside him also had a heart as cold as eternal ice, which began to waver. After sensing that the white-haired young man's power was growing stronger, she finally spoke.
"Brother, this is a treasure that can only be opened in other ways."
As she spoke, the white light in the white-haired young man's hand quickly disappeared.
Dao Yu didn't understand what the second elder meant, but the white-haired young man knew that he could no longer increase his magic power.
Once his strength exceeds 60%, the rules of heaven and earth will be activated, and he will be directly squeezed out of the Lost Continent, and a great calamity will befall him.
What's more, even if he could shatter this speck of dust later, he might not be able to perfectly control the power to keep Zhao Min inside it alive, which was not the result he wanted.
At the same time, he also agreed with the beautiful woman's words. This was a treasure, a rare treasure in the world.
Even he had never seen a magic weapon of this level, let alone the "Holy Demon Palace", even including the Black Demon Clan, there might not be anyone in the entire Lost Continent who could refine such a magic weapon.
When he exerted 60% of his magic power, this magic weapon did not produce any defensive power, and it just remained ordinary.
The more this happened, the more solemn the white-haired young man became, which showed that his strength was simply not enough to activate the defensive restrictions of this magic weapon.
The white-haired young man and the beautiful woman looked at each other, and they saw the shock and joy they had never seen in ten thousand years...
In the dense forest of the "Holy Demon Palace", the white-haired young man and the beautiful woman were looking up into the sky with burning eyes. There was a speck of dust floating in the air, almost invisible to the naked eye.
Dao Yu had already been sent back to his cave. Poor guy, he had no idea what had happened before. His memory of the past few days was wiped out in an instant, and a lot of the content was tampered with.
As far as he could remember, he had been recovering from his injuries since coming out of the secret realm.
One of his eyes was stabbed by a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Black Demon Clan during the last battle out of the secret realm, and he suffered serious injuries as a result.
In addition, regarding the matter of Zhao Min, he remembered that the Great Elder had asked Zhao Min to go into seclusion a few days ago and asked him not to disturb Zhao Min's meditation for a period of time.