Tianhai Fairy Journey

Chapter 1516 The Legacy of the Witch Clan
"Maybe I really should give my senior brother, master, and mistress a surprise!"

A hint of a smile appeared in He Yang's eyes.

If he were to refine all the power within his body, his strength would likely increase even further.

To be honest, this was an outcome he hadn't anticipated.

Unexpectedly, this trip to the ancestral land of half-demons resulted in him receiving a return gift from the entire ancestral land.

It seemed that this world had been waiting for his arrival.

Since the ancestral land of half-demons fell into the hands of the three great demon seas, no half-demon clan has ever entered this place in the long years that followed. The three great demon seas only take away the Yin-Yang Sea Spirit Power within the ancestral land every few decades, and everything else remains as it is.

As a result, this half-demon ancestral land has long accumulated unimaginable power.

He Yang's arrival just happened to awaken the entire ancestral land of half-demons, giving it a blessing.

"Although I was promoted in such a short time, I did not feel my foundation was unstable at all!"

After a careful inspection, He Yang finally nodded in relief.

At this moment.

A voice of greeting came from outside the great formation.

"Hu Ming from Qingqiu Sea, here on the orders of the Grand Elder, has come to present the cultivation technique to you, fellow Daoist!"

"Fellow Daoist, please come in!"

He Yang's figure slowly descended, his eyes slightly brightening.

Before leaving, the Grand Elder of the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox lineage made it clear that it was an ancient Yang-type cultivation technique treasured within the Nine Heavens Demon Sea. Even though it was a human path, the Qingqiu Sea lineage valued it highly and even used some of the techniques within this inheritance.

A middle-aged man with a refined appearance and elegant demeanor appeared.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Heyang, on your cultivation advancement!"

Even though he was a core member of the Qingqiu Sea lineage, Hu Ming was not arrogant at all. Even though his cultivation was approaching the late stage of the fourth rank, he took the initiative to bow to He Yang, who had just advanced to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

He naturally understood the importance of this half-demon to their Qingqiu Sea lineage.

Otherwise, the ancestor wouldn't have been alarmed to personally intervene and plan this.

"This is an ancient tradition treasured within our clan - the Six Luminaries Great Sun Sutra!"

"The Grand Elder once said that this lineage was perfectly suited to Fellow Daoist He Yang's own auspicious beast bloodline, possessing not only offensive capabilities but also restorative and healing powers."

A pale red stone slab fell towards Heyang.

The attitude of the Nine Heavens Demon Sea was self-evident. To show their sincerity, they brought the original treasure of this ancient inheritance and personally handed it over to He Yang.

"Thank you very much, Fellow Daoist Hu Ming, for making the trip in person and conveying my gratitude to the Grand Elder!"

"Furthermore, the Grand Elder specifically instructed that if Fellow Daoist Heyang is willing, we will carve out a portion of our territory in the sea near this ancestral land of half-demons as a new base for the half-demon race."

"Alright!"

He Yang nodded.

He didn't need to refuse the Nine Heavens Demon Sea's offer, since the first thing the half-demon lineage needed to do to redevelop was to move out of that filthy sea.

After some discussion, peace was restored to the ancestral land of the half-demon.

He Yang sat cross-legged in the air.

The pale red ancient stone slab in front of him slowly lit up, and a torrent of inherited techniques from the Six Luminaries Great Sun Sutra quickly flooded into his mind.

"The great sun shines upon the sky; the Dao transforms into six wheels. When the sun rises, all things are born; when it sets, heaven and earth are purified."

After only a preliminary understanding of it, He Yang's face showed a hint of excitement.

Putting aside the fact that this kind of cultivation technique is more compatible with his own auspicious beast bloodline, its level alone far surpasses the so-called Molten Flame Spirit Scripture. He can easily feel the difference between the two techniques through the profound foundation contained in the cultivation technique's inheritance.

Furthermore, he possesses the bloodline of the auspicious Yanghe beast, and the power of the primordial sun is naturally nurtured deep within his own bloodline, which is consistent with the restorative and healing attributes of this Six Luminaries Pure Heaven Scripture.

"Luckily, there is still a lot of power accumulated in my body that I haven't had time to refine, which greatly saves me the time spent on rebuilding my cultivation."

Before going into seclusion again, He Yang first took out his communication token and other items to reply to the inquiries from his senior brother and master's wife.

Then he went into seclusion again.
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The central sea area, an unknown corner.

In the deep sea, shrouded by layers of naturally formed spiritual runes and restrictions.

A vast expanse of black ocean, standing alone amidst the surrounding sea and sky.

Meanwhile, ahead of Wu Hai...

A young figure in black robes sat quietly cross-legged, with fine black lines intertwining like thousands of spiritual tentacles, evolving into unique ancient runes.

Whenever an ancient rune takes shape, the previously solidified power of the Witch Sea at the forefront will surge forth.

"Truly remarkable!"

Not far away, within a blue spiritual realm, a figure in a blue robe stood quietly, with countless different water-based Dao techniques constantly unfolding around him, blooming like countless spiritual flowers.

Huang Lun had a smile on his face at that moment.

Unexpectedly, in just a few short years, that fellow Daoist Guan made progress on his path of enlightenment.

He truly deserves to be called a rare and exceptional practitioner of witchcraft in this world.

"If I could obtain that Myriad Laws Dao Wood, I would be able to break through to the peak of the mid-stage without suppressing my cultivation, and then quickly advance to the late-stage Nascent Soul realm!"

Thinking of this, Huang Lun's smile widened.

If he hadn't wanted to build a solid foundation, he wouldn't still be a mere mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and even his master has started to actively advise him to find another path.

call!call!
Just then, the frozen, silent black sea of ​​witches in the distance suddenly surged.

"That is?"

Huang Lun's gaze instantly darkened.

But then Fellow Daoist Guan suddenly began to react, his hands moving rapidly, leaving behind afterimages. Each time he formed a hand seal, a wisp of ancient black witch runes condensed out.

Strands of witch runes began to coalesce into a black light curtain, releasing an all-encompassing, boundless darkness. The witch sea surged even more violently, echoing the black light curtain.

Huang Lun's eyes showed a hint of shock.

Under his gaze, a passage gradually emerged from the once seamless and almost solidified sea of ​​witches.

"this?"

Huang Lun was shocked.

He never expected that in just a few short years, that fellow Daoist Guan had not simply comprehended the teachings, but had begun to truly grasp the power of those ancient witch clan experts.

This is an extraordinary level of understanding that defies the heavens.

Keep in mind that the opponent was only at the mid-stage of the fourth rank, while the ancient witch clan powerhouse was at least at the legendary fifth-rank Nascent Soul realm.

"In that case, I'm afraid I've underestimated this Fellow Daoist Guan. He is definitely a person of great fortune who was born through the path of the Witch Clan." Huang Lun silently concealed his aura, afraid of disturbing Fellow Daoist Guan's crucial moment of cultivation.

Several months have passed in the blink of an eye.

The black-robed figure sitting cross-legged in front of the Witch Sea had long since turned into darkness and flowed into the depths of the Witch Sea. In the area it passed through, a huge passage suddenly took shape.

"This is a powerful member of the Witch Clan who cultivates the path of darkness!"

Guan Ming's mind was filled with various insights into dark witchcraft.

These insights quickly materialized into the witch runes in his hand, resonating with and interacting with the vast and boundless witch sea power outside, while more dark witchcraft feedback surged in at the same time.

The reason why his comprehension went so smoothly was, firstly, his innate and terrifyingly powerful comprehension, especially regarding the Way of the Witch Clan, which posed no difficulty for him.

Secondly, the Yu Ding tribe lineage he is currently cultivating actually shares similarities with the Dark Witchcraft, especially its attributes such as corruption and annihilation, which are all part of the Dark Witchcraft.

As Guan Ming continued to comprehend the more profound and mysterious dark magic, another doubt in his heart gradually dissipated.

Just as his master had said, he gradually began to believe that he was indeed a reincarnator.

Even with his extraordinary comprehension, it would be impossible for someone of that level to comprehend the Dark Arts so quickly. Yet, his comprehension of the Dark Arts this time was almost entirely without obscurity. On the contrary, he felt a sense of familiarity, as if all these insights into the Arts were rightfully his.

After passing through the outer barrier of the Witch Sea's power and arriving at the core of the dark world, Guan Ming gradually recovered from his state of enlightenment.

Only then did they see that Huang Lun, the Daoist on the outer edge of Wu Hai, had lost his former composure and was pacing back and forth anxiously.

Seemingly worried about interfering with Guan Ming's comprehension of the path of the powerful Wu Clan, Huang Lun not only refrained from interrupting him, but also did not closely follow behind him into the core area of ​​the Wu Sea.

"This Fellow Daoist Huang is indeed a person who abides by the rules!"

Seeing this, Guan Ming nodded secretly, then took the initiative to wave his hand, and the Wuhai torrent that had been re-condensed behind him melted away again, re-condensing into a dark passage.

Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Guan!

After Huang Lun appeared, he solemnly bowed and greeted the guests.

Compared to before, his attitude has clearly changed. Everything that just happened is enough to prove that the witch in front of him is definitely a person with great hidden fortune, and in terms of the future, he is definitely no less than him.

"I must also thank Fellow Daoist Huang for inviting me here. Otherwise, I would not have been able to come here, let alone personally experience the power of such an ancient witch clan expert!"

"No need to be so polite. This trip between Fellow Daoist Guan and me is a win-win cooperation!"

Huang Lun continued with a smile, "Since that's the case, I won't disturb Fellow Daoist Guan's search for the legacy left behind by that powerful Wu Clan member. I also need to seek my own opportunity!"

After bidding farewell, Huang Lun's figure sped off towards a direction deep within the Dark Witch Sea.

Upon seeing this, a strange light appeared in Guan Ming's eyes.

Although this fellow Daoist Huang Lun had never entered the Witch Sea, he seemed to know the Fangtiandi very well, and it seemed that he had already determined the location of the opportunity he was looking for.

"At least our interests don't conflict!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Guan Ming continued to accelerate towards the depths of the Witch Sea.

Deep within the vast, dark torrent, a figure moved continuously, strands of black witch runes weaving out, paving a smooth path in its direction of progress.

Long ago, when he comprehended the power of that ancient witch clan expert, he had already sensed the final resting place of that witch clan expert.

After a while.

A majestic black crystal peak appeared at the end of the black space.

Upon closer inspection, every tiny corner of the enormous black crystal peak is covered with ancient, dark witch runes.

Guan Ming slowly descended towards the summit of the black crystal peak, a surge of excitement welling up within him.

According to the traditional customs of the Wu tribe.

After most of the powerful members of the Witch Clan perished, the legacy of the Witch Clan that they once possessed would condense into Witch Symbols, which would not easily dissipate.

The sea of ​​witch power emanating from this powerful member of the Dark Path Witch Clan has not dissipated, and it is very likely that his inherited witch runes also exist.

In an instant, Guan Ming sat up again, formed hand seals, and began to actively condense dark witch runes.

hum!hum!
The entire Dark Crystal Peak slowly began to light up, unleashing an unimaginable, ancient, and boundless pressure that instantly engulfed Guan Ming in pitch-black darkness. At the same time, deep within the Dark Crystal Peak, a black phantom emanating an ancient aura floated out and descended towards Guan Ming.

Guan Ming felt as if he had fallen into an endless dark world.

A series of unique and ancient memories kept flooding into my mind.

He seemed to have traveled to ancient times, to a dark world where a group of powerful witch warriors gathered together, praying to heaven and earth, comprehending the origin of the dark world, and transforming into the Dark Witch Clan.

Every powerful member of the Witch Clan has become a part of the dark world, like an embodiment of heaven and earth, acting on behalf of the heavens.

Each of them possessed the power of darkness, and with a wave of their hand, darkness would engulf everything.

Just then, Guan Ming suddenly saw a black radiance carrying a vast ancient aura slowly descending from the depths of the darkness, like an ancient witch clan expert appearing. Upon closer inspection, it was an ancient phantom resembling a dark pupil, with endless witch runes condensed within it, evolving the path of darkness, as if representing an eternal dark world.

"Is this the talisman left behind by that fallen ancient witch clan expert?"

Guan Ming stared blankly ahead.

If he could obtain this witch talisman, he would essentially possess the entire legacy of that ancient witch clan powerhouse, including his insights into the ways of the dark witch clan.

He began to recklessly concentrate all his efforts to condense the dark witch runes he had comprehended, hoping to attract the witch rune to come to him on its own.

As time goes by.

But just as Guan Ming was about to be completely enveloped in dark witch runes, the black pupil witch rune finally slowly descended upon him.

"Eternal night!"

"The Dark Ancestral Mark Technique: Transform into a Dark World and Dissolve All Things."

Before he could even take over the cultivation inheritance from that ancient witch clan expert, he first sensed the innate dark witch path technique left behind by that witch clan expert.

In an instant, Guan Ming felt as if his entire body had scattered, every inch of his flesh and blood turning into darkness, completely transforming into a dark world.

the other side.

Wearing an ancient blue scroll, Huang Lun traversed the vast darkness and arrived at a special mountain range.

Even shrouded in darkness, the entire mountain range still radiates a dazzling azure blue.

"I haven't let my master down after all!"

Huang Lun looked excited.

To help him cultivate, his master went so far as to personally seek help from the Lord of the Heavenly Mystery Hall in the palace to deduce the opportunity that led him to this place.

Unfortunately, this sea of ​​witches was a world of its own, firmly blocking his path forward.

Through that azure light.

One can vaguely see a blue Dao tree, hundreds of feet tall, rooted atop the peaks, with each of its spiritual leaves conjuring countless magical illusions.

(End of this chapter)