Yan Zhaoge looked at the damaged half of the stone pillar, and his heart was overwhelmed.
Yan Zhaoge has always been concerned about the Great Destruction back then, and he is very interested in having the opportunity to contact the ruins of Destruction.
But as far as he knows, so far, there are almost no relics related to the shrine in the eight great worlds.
The only doubt is that the inheritance of Guangcheng Mountain that I am currently in is vaguely related to the Jingu, but it has yet to be determined.
In addition, according to the intelligence information Yan Zhaoge currently has, after the destruction of the Eight Great Worlds, until now, there are no relics related to the shrine.
The broken stone pillar that appeared in the Fengyu Great Desert right now is a fragment of a broken pillar from the Shrine in the past.
This made Yan Zhaoge's mind suddenly heated up.
I have always wanted to explore the specific situation of the great destruction in the past. Compared with other ruins, the ruins of the shrine are more valuable.
Although it looks like the stone pillars are already dilapidated, compared to other ruins, they can probably retain more clues and information.
After Yan Zhaoge stared at the stone pillars in the illusion of light and shadow for a while, he said to Yuan Zhengfeng and the others: "The patterns are indeed complex and ancient, and it is very difficult to decipher them."
"However, I vaguely have some ideas, but now I dare not say how sure I am, can I bring the stone pillar back?"
"Once you have the real thing, if you think about it carefully, you will have a better chance of deciphering it."
Elder He shook his head slightly: "You should also understand the Great Western Desert of Fengyu. The situation there is very complicated, and it is difficult for a martial sage to do whatever he wants."
She was also slightly distressed: "The stone pillar is entangled with the natural power of the Great Western Desert, it is difficult to take it out, so it can only stay where it is."
The corner of Yan Zhaoge's mouth twitched slightly.
This means that if you want to see the stone pillars, you have to go to the desert to eat sand
Yuan Zhengfeng said: "It's good to have ideas, and things don't need to be rushed for a while. Now this season is the time when the black nightmare storm in the western desert is at its most violent. It's hard for a martial sage to get in."
"Let's wait for a few months, and then enter after the black nightmare storm gradually weakens."
"The ruins are integrated with the Great West Desert. Although it is difficult to excavate and move, we can't dig it out. The same is true for others. At the same time, we don't have to worry about being destroyed by others."
The old master looked at Yan Zhaoge: "Zhao Ge doesn't need to be too urgent, just keep things in mind."
Yan Zhaoge nodded, stopped injecting stellar energy into the spar, and the illusion of light and shadow in front of him dissipated.
Seeing the stone pillar gradually disappearing in front of his eyes, Yan Zhaoge's gaze was slightly deep.
To outsiders, it is an indecipherable remnant of destruction.
But for me, this is the key to unraveling the mystery, planning for my future, and it may also be an opportunity.
Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes. Perhaps, it was not completely impossible to bring the stone pillar out of the Great Western Desert...
However, as Yuan Zhengfeng said, don't be in a hurry right now. Natural disasters like the Black Nightmare Storm are often beyond the reach of manpower.
No one knows how many Grandmasters were torn apart by the black nightmare storm.
The Black Nightmare Mountain, the Holy Land of the Wind Region, has always hoped to completely control the Great Western Desert and the many natural disasters there.
But not really until their demise.
Guangcheng Mountain, Great Sun Sacred Sect, and Cangmang Mountain now carve up the Fengyu territory. In fact, they all occupy areas that can be developed. The barren land like the West Great Desert only controls the outer area.
To put it bluntly, the Great Western Desert is not a place for people to live at all.
It is the same dangerous place as the current dead area.
However, it is gratifying that the natural disasters in the Great Western Desert are closely related to the local climate and seasons. Like the terrifying black nightmare storm, it takes about half a year as a cycle, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.
During the weakening of the storm, warriors can take the opportunity to go deep into the desert.
Of course, the dangers and catastrophes in the desert are not just a kind of black nightmare storm.
Yan Zhaoge said: "I'll observe the light and shadow rubbing pattern first, try to figure out the meaning, and enter after the storm weakens."
Yuan Zhengfeng nodded: "It should be so."
"Master..." Yan Zhaoge hesitated for a moment, then asked, "For what reason was Elder Wang attracted and corrupted by Jue Yuan?"
Elder Wang is the highest-ranking member of the Jueyuan Organization known in Guangcheng Mountain, who was summoned by Tianlei Palace.
An old-fashioned grand master, who is of the same generation as Yuan Zhengfeng, Elder He and others, has always been highly respected.
Yuan Zhengfeng and the others were silent for a while, with regret on their faces, Yuan Zhengfeng didn't speak, Elder He answered Yan Zhaoge's question: "Senior Brother Wang, I'm getting older..."
It was a simple and cryptic sentence, but Yan Zhaoge still understood the meaning.
Aged and old, no hope of breaking through, life is coming to an end.
Elder Wang is very old, and compared to his realm, Shouyuan is about to come to an end, and he has little hope of continuing to improve his cultivation.
Yan Zhaoge sighed secretly, feeling sorry for Elder Wang, but at the same time raised his heart, and looked forward subconsciously.
There, Yuan Zhengfeng sat in the chair with a peaceful expression.
Although he knew that Yuan Zhengfeng was strong-willed and strong, and that despite his age, he was open-minded and optimistic, Yan Zhaoge couldn't help feeling worried.
Because of the sequelae of old injuries in the past, Yuan Zhengfeng has been in the realm of the extraordinary for many years, standing at the pinnacle above all the great masters in the world, but he is still a piece of paper away from the realm of martial saints.
You know, when Yuan Zhengfeng became a great master of extraordinary, it was earlier than Huang Guanglie, An Qinglin and others!
As a result, he stayed in Chaofan for many years, watching the people who were behind him back then surpass him one by one.
The reason is not that I have run out of talents, but that I have external shackles.
On the other hand, Huang Guanglie from the Great Sun Sacred Sect retreated again to seek a breakthrough, putting even greater pressure on Yuan Zhengfeng.
No one knew how much anxiety Yuan Zhengfeng had in his heart, how much unwillingness he had, and how much pressure he had endured.
What's more, due to old injuries in the past, Yuan Zhengfeng's lifespan is also shorter than other extraordinary great masters.
Although thinking about it this way might offend his master, but excluding emotional factors, Yan Zhaoge had to consider related issues.
A person with strong willpower like Yuan Zhengfeng will be far more stubborn and extreme than ordinary people once his mentality is out of balance.
In fact, after learning that there are people who have devoted themselves to the Absolute Abyss and Nine Nethers in the major holy places, there are not a few people who are secretly worried about Yuanzheng Peak outside Guangcheng Mountain.
Yan Zhaoge raised his head to look at Yuan Zhengfeng, and made contact with the old man's gaze, only to see that the other party's gaze was clear and agile, without any cloudiness, just like a child.
Yuan Zhengfeng seemed to know what Yan Zhaoge was thinking, and smiled: "It would be a lie to say that you are not in a hurry. Everyone in the world knows that this old man is under tremendous pressure."
"But at least for now, this old man can still bear it."