"The seal has fallen, the snow region is ruined..."
There was no sun or moon in the eternally dim sky. The faint light from the sky could not even shine through the majestic Qin Guangwang Palace. Following the long corridor steps behind the palace, the elderly Emperor Song walked up the steps step by step, passed through a teleportation array, and came to the deepest part of Bafang City, which was also the center of Bafang City, the most important city in the vast Jiyuyu. He informed the person standing in front of him of this bad news.
Before my eyes was a vast expanse of water, with a long black stone path, exactly one foot and one inch above the water, extending all the way to the center of the water.
King Qin Guang stood at the end of the long path with his hands behind his back.
He seemed to have not noticed the arrival of Emperor Song at all, or perhaps he did not care. He did not move at all, just staring at the thing floating in the void above the water in front of him.
It was a giant axe that was ten feet tall.
The long axe handle and the exaggeratedly large axe blade were covered with patches of deep red rust, which turned out to be the hideous pattern of ghosts melted into the axe.
There was a missing bead-shaped groove on the axe spine, as if something should have been inlaid there.
At this moment, in the dark waters around, circle after circle of transparent ripples were rippling, converging from the surrounding circle to the center, and after forming a dot, they strangely surged upwards, actually wrapping the dark giant axe in it.
The water is swirling.
The axe was spinning too.
All the Yama Kings and judges in the Eight Directions Yama Palace know that this stretch of water is the famous Reincarnation Pond, and the giant axe suspended above the pool is the ghost axe that mysteriously broke through the boundary, fell into the extreme domain, and struck the gate of hell more than eighty years ago!
Zhang Tang stood behind King Qin Guang for a long time.
Now, he has taken off the solemn official uniform of the isolated island on earth and put on the purple and black uniform of the chief judge of the First Yama Palace in Bafang City. There is a look of indifference and harshness in his eyes.
When he heard Emperor Song coming over to talk to him, he just stood there without responding.
A hint of displeasure flashed across the eyes of Emperor Song, but it was unclear whether it was directed at Zhang Tang or at the deaf King Qin Guang.
He frowned slightly, waited for a long time without hearing any answer, and then spoke again.
"The Nineteen Continents took the initiative and sent troops from two directions at the same time to capture the Snow Region. The Ghost Gate of the East Pole is also in danger. If they break in at the same time, my East Pole will be attacked from both sides! I wonder what His Royal Highness Prince Qin Guang will decide?"
King Qin Guang, who had been standing still before, finally moved after hearing this clear question, but his eyes still did not move away from the Ghost Axe. He just waved his hand and ordered: "Once bitten by a snake, one will be afraid of the rope for ten years. It should be expected that the Nineteen Continents took action before we did. There is nothing surprising about it. Zhang Tang, tell the Ghost King clan to withdraw the ghost soldiers originally sent to the Snow Region and station them inside the Ghost Gate."
"yes."
When Zhang Tang heard the words "Ghost King clan" and "stationing troops at the Ghost Gate", the corners of his brows, which were tinged with a hint of frost, raised slightly.
But he did not express any objection and just followed the order.
The footsteps were steady, leaving no sound at all.
The sky in the outer extreme region was still dim, the evil land was vast, and the Yellow Springs water was whistling past.
And the gates of hell are still very, very far away.
That was the destination where the nine-headed bird swam upstream along the Jiutou River and brought ghosts back a long, long time ago.
Not far to the east is the gate where Yin and Yang meet.
The Ghost Gate of East Pole!
On the big peach tree on the island on the side of the Nineteenth Continent, the endless ghost faces had disappeared completely under the fierce attacks of many monks, and a gray circular vortex appeared on the thick and slanted branch on the right.
Spatial fluctuations emanate faintly.
Anyone can see that this is the real "Ghost Gate" leading to the Extreme Realm!
From the numerous sects and forces in the Nineteen Continents, most of the mighty cultivators gathered here. Zhenren Hengxu was holding a whisk, and Shanren Fudao was holding a nine-section bamboo pole. They were still standing at the front, and also standing at the position closest to the Ghost Gate.
In this easternmost place, the sun rises very early.
The brilliant morning glow spread out over the sea, creating rippling waves.
The range of their spiritual awareness was extremely wide, and they had clearly sensed it almost as soon as the aura belonging to Dharma King Baoyin disappeared on the holy mountain in the northernmost snowy region.
"The surprise attack has been accomplished. He is truly worthy of being the strongest of the new generation in Yashan in the past and the strongest of the new generation now..."
There was no trace of surprise on Master Hengxu's face, as if he had expected it.
"Congratulations to Brother Fudao!"
"One is a traitor who doesn't know what's good for him, and the other is a rebel who doesn't know how to respect the elderly and love the young. What is there to congratulate? Hypocrisy!" Fudao Shanren snorted coldly, with a sloppy and unserious look. He didn't give Hengxu any face when he spoke, and then pointed at the opened vortex and said, "The ghost gate has been opened. They have dealt with the follow-up matters in the Snow Region, and those who should follow will come. We should hurry up and break into the Extreme Region. I, Shanren, will work hard to clear the way for you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, before others could express any different opinions, he had suddenly disappeared on the reef where he had previously stood, transformed into a clear blue light, and plunged directly into the vortex!
Everyone was shocked.
After all, no one knows what is behind the vortex, and there is no time to make any preparations. How can we know if we will not encounter any danger if we rashly enter
Zhenren Hengxu looked at it and sighed.
But when he raised his eyes to look at the vortex, a hint of dark thought flashed across his eyes, but he didn't say anything else.
He waved his hand, signaled to everyone, then followed Fudao Shanren and plunged into the vortex!
The boundary between the Yin and Yang worlds was finally broken once again after eleven generations...
The war is about to begin!
On such a bright morning, at the easternmost point of the 19th continent, in the frozen snowy area!
The Holy Son Jiye, where did he come from and where did he go, he completely disappeared in this world.
The believers were as confused as if they had lost their souls.
Even the monks who had witnessed this brief bloody battle in the past night felt an inexplicable sense of melancholy.
Only Qu Zhengfeng did not show any emotion at all.
After the Holy Son Jiye disappeared, he simply turned his palm over, palm facing down, and in this moment he activated a mysterious Taoist seal.
The next moment, the earth began to tremble.
Layer upon layer of black shadows emerged from under the frozen soil of the snowy area and gathered in his palm. In a short while, they condensed into a pure black octagonal square seal!
Looking at the shape, it is clearly the Hou Tu Seal that was activated by the Dharma King Bao Yin before!
With another light flip of his palm, the entire seal became an inky black seal in his palm.
This move was truly astonishing, but everyone present, including Jianchou, just watched.
Lekong didn't even turn around to look.
He just stared at the restored holy lake, full of confusion and uncertainty, and whispered: "Why..."
Why…
Jianchou, who was standing near him, heard it clearly.
Her eyes were still not very good, she just hid the sadness in her heart and replied calmly: "Because He knows that he should not exist."
That's all.
“Amitabha…”
Zen Master Xuelang obviously also saw the key to this. He said something compassionately, with a peaceful look between his brows. He turned around and bowed eleven times to Jianchou and Qu Zhengfeng.
"Now that the matter in the Snow Region is over, I wonder what plans the two donors have?"
"The situation in the Snow Region has been settled. The major issues have been resolved, but the minor issues are trivial. Moreover, since Xinmi and the Extreme Region are connected through reincarnation, it is not convenient for outsiders like us to interfere in the affairs of the Buddhist sect."
Before Jianchou could speak, Qu Zhengfeng smiled and answered first.
"So Qu thought, now that Buddhist matters are over, fellow Daoist Jianchou and I will leave first without further ado."
Instead of telling them clearly that they were going back to the sea of stars and heading to the Ghost Gate of the East Pole where the flames of war had already been ignited, they said something ambiguous like "go ahead".
What a clear mind Zen Master Xuelang had!
Just from this insignificant detail, I could tell that they might have other plans. Considering the conflict between Buddhism and Yashan eleven generations ago, I didn't want to ask more questions, so I nodded and said, "In this case, we monks should deal with this matter as soon as possible, so that we can meet you two in the Extreme Realm soon."
"Thank you, Master." Qu Zhengfeng returned the greeting politely, then turned to Jianchou and said, "Daoyou Jianchou, let's go."
Jianchou frowned immediately, vaguely feeling that his words and actions were not appropriate, and seemed to have other intentions. He wanted to ask, but in a flash of thought, he was concerned about the presence of outsiders here, so he did not speak.
I had the Lotus Lamp in my hand, but for some reason I couldn't transform it back into a sword.
She did not bother to study what had changed in it for the time being. She just put it away carefully, and then said goodbye to everyone else together with Qu Zhengfeng.
When they came, there were only the two of them, but when they left, he brought hundreds of people from Yashan Xinghai with him.
Jianchou didn't say a word all the way.
After all, their identities are special and their cultivation is higher, so even if they are just flying with a flying device, they are far ahead of everyone else and leave everyone far behind.
It was not until they left the Snow Region and crossed the cliff at the junction of the Northern Region and the Central Region that Jianchou asked him, "Your Majesty the Sword Emperor seems to have other plans?"
"I have some plans." Qu Zhengfeng did not deny it. He stood with his hands behind his back, standing on the Haiguang Sword, looking relaxed, and said, "But I am more curious. That formation has a great connection with the ancient gods. How did Daoist Jianchou break it?"
Jianchou didn't want to recall the extremely dangerous experience in the deep pit, let alone mention it again. He just smiled and said to him: "I said I would risk my life, do you believe it?"
"… "
His eyes fell on her pair of eyes, which had lost their blood color but still revealed a hint of repressed and dead silence. Qu Zhengfeng stared at her and finally frowned slowly.
Although Jianchou knew that there must be something wrong with these eyes, he didn't care much at the moment. He just lightly skipped the topic and went back to the previous topic: "What exactly is His Majesty the Sword Emperor planning?"
"It's just that I suddenly remembered Junior Sister Jianchou's suggestion not long ago, and suddenly I thought it would be nice to go back to Yashan to take a look." Qu Zhengfeng turned his eyes to look at the gradually familiar mountains and rivers of the Central Region in front of him, but the smile on his face disappeared. He said lightly, "This time, we will not go back to Mingri Xinghai or Dongji Guimen. We will go to Yashan."
"Yashan?"
While they were attacking the Snow Region, the Nineteen Continents went to war with the Extreme Region, restarting the Yin-Yang World War. This was the critical moment of the war, and Qu Zhengfeng actually said he wanted to go to Yashan? Jianchou was so shocked that he even ignored the harsh words "Junior Sister" in his words and frowned deeply.
"What do you want to do?"
"Nothing." Qu Zhengfeng looked back at her empty hands, then cast his gaze towards the misty clouds, and said, "Everything is ready, except for a good sword. I will take you to get this sword!"