Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

"I have said before that since you two transformed, you and I should address each other as fellow Taoists. Why do we need to be so polite?"

Yang Qian smiled slightly, and there was a hint of warmth in his words, like a spring breeze blowing on one's face, warming one's heart.

"How dare I overstep my bounds!" Gui Ling answered respectfully, without a trace of slackness on his face.

The others also echoed him, with a hint of flattery in their smiles.

The person in front of him had once caused a storm in the human world when he was in the Nascent Soul stage, and now he has entered the Spirit Transformation stage. His reputation and strength have already reached the pinnacle of the human world.

Even if we trace back to the distant ancient times, there were only a few people who possessed such strength!

Faced with such an existence, who can remain calm?
So, amidst the awe and fear of the crowd, Yang Qian led them through the towering gate of the Chamber of Commerce and flew inside.

The headquarters of the Tiansha Continental branch is like a prosperous ancient city, bustling with people coming and going.

Between the towering buildings, there is an endless flow of business opportunities and prosperity, which makes people marvel.

But surrounded by this group of monks, Yang Qian's figure stood out like a crane among chickens, attracting attention.

They shuttled through the Chamber of Commerce and headed towards the meeting hall deep inside.

Every step he took seemed to carry a certain rhythm, changing the atmosphere around him.
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Spirit world.

Tomb of the Setting Sun.

A deep place gently embraced by the twilight.

An unknown wave of movement appeared quietly, and a young man in a black robe appeared out of thin air like a ghost. His face was tense, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and a faint light was flowing in his palm, like stars hidden in the night, revealing extraordinary vigilance and alertness.

This person is Yang Qian.

Seeing that there was no movement around, Yang Qian's tense nerves relaxed and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"So many years have passed, it's time for those alien races in the Sunset Tomb to stay quiet for a while. I won't run into them again." Yang Qian's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a self-deprecating arc.

After saying this, Yang Qian's body moved slightly, like a breeze in the night. In an instant, he crossed a distance of dozens of feet and landed lightly on another huge rock.

His movements were smooth and each leap was precise and swift. In a flash, he was hundreds of feet away from his original position, leaving only a trail of afterimages that slowly dissipated in the dim cemetery.

In this danger-ridden Sunset Tomb, Yang Qian was naturally extremely cautious.

Although he has reached the peak of the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, he is still nothing in the Sunset Tomb, where high-level alien races abound.

The reason he came here this time was because of the Wu Earth Underworld Thunder that he had discovered in the Tomb of the Setting Sun hundreds of years ago. This is one of the five extremely rare divine thunders in the world of immortal cultivation. For him who is practicing thunder magic, it is undoubtedly a great opportunity.

What's more, there are countless natural treasures here. Compared with the dangers of the wilderness, although the Sunset Tomb is full of dangers, it also has more value and safety to explore.

Thinking of this, Yang Qian's figure had completely merged into this vast Sunset Tomb and gradually disappeared.

At the same time, in a corner of Sunset City, inside a hidden stone chamber.

The light and shadows are mottled, and the atmosphere is solemn and mysterious.

Several people with extraordinary temperaments sat around a quaint stone table. When their eyes met, it seemed that thousands of words flowed silently.

A monk with a thin figure as tall as a pine or bamboo, with a string of shiny black Buddhist beads swaying gently around his neck, looked at the middle-aged man in a white robe sitting at the first seat with sharp eyes, "Lord Lan, the people of the spirit race you mentioned are really trapped in the Tomb of the Sunset and are in urgent need of our help?" His words revealed a bit of disbelief and eagerness.

"Yes, this is the news I just received. The opponent was seriously injured by the pursuers of the elves on the way to escape. The injuries recurred in the Sunset Tomb, and the elves were chasing him very closely, so he can't go directly to Sunset City. We need to go and pick him up." The man in white robe said slowly, his face a little heavy.

"Brother Lan, you can tell us the truth about what that spirit man is carrying. Not only the two of us, but even Senior Huang Liang was asked to leave the mountain by you. Ordinary things should not make you so cautious, right?" Another dark-skinned man who was as tall as an iron tower also asked.

The last man, who was wearing a large yellow robe and had an extremely pale face, said lightly when he heard the big man mention his name:
"Fellow Daoist Jin is wrong! I was not invited by City Lord Lan. I was just feeling restless recently and went out for a walk. I just happened to run into this incident. But I am also very interested in the things that the spirit brought. City Lord Lan might as well tell me a little."

This person is none other than the famous Huangliang Lingjun!
And the "Blue City Lord" is naturally the city lord of Sunset City.

"Senior Lu, Fellow Daoist Jin, if I really knew what it was, why would I have kept it secret from you all this time? I really don't know what that person from the Spirit Clan brought. However, the order I received was from the Holy Emperor Palace." City Lord Lan said this with a wry smile.

"An order from the Holy Emperor's Palace?" The monk and the big man were both shocked when they heard this. The man in white robe, who had originally looked calm, also had a gleam in his eyes.

"So, the Holy Emperor is personally concerned about this matter." The monk was a little skeptical.

"I don't know about this. But even if it was not an order from the Holy Emperor himself, it was issued by one of the two. What's the difference between this and an order from the Holy Emperor? Moreover, when the Holy Emperor Palace issued this order, it also sent a special envoy to our Sunset City. But our city is too far away from Tianyuan City, and there are several areas in between where space cracks frequently erupt. Without a certain amount of time, the special envoy cannot get here in time. We just want to ensure that this spirit who has defected is intact, so that he can bring the object to meet the special envoy of the Holy Emperor Palace." City Lord Lan said solemnly.

"Since it is an order from the Holy Emperor Palace, we naturally have nothing to say. However, I am more interested in what the spirit boy brought." Huangliang Lingjun chuckled.

The monk and the big man named Jin looked at each other and said nothing more.

"Okay, since Senior Lu and the two fellow Taoists have no objection, we will go into the Sunset Tomb in two days and find this spirit race man. He is hiding in the Sunset Tomb now..."

"Who's there!" Just when City Lord Lan was about to reveal the hiding place of the spirit race's people, suddenly True Lord Huangliang grabbed one of the walls of the secret room with one hand and shouted loudly.

With a "boom", a yellow crystal hand emerged in front of the wall and grabbed it down.

There was a flash of grey light, and something was grabbed out from the wall, but then with a "puff", the thing exploded in Jing's hand and turned into countless grey threads, shooting out in all directions.

"Oh no! The Ten Thousand Souls Silk!" Huang Liang Lingjun cried out in surprise. Without thinking, he waved his sleeves and a large yellow cloud rolled out, instantly submerging his figure in it.

The others were all horrified when they heard this. The monk quickly grabbed the Buddhist beads from his neck and transformed them into black clouds to protect his whole body.

The big man in black robe snorted coldly, and suddenly a dark iron shield appeared in his hand, blocking in front of him.

The Lord of Blue City opened his mouth and spit out a crystal clear ice lotus. In the flashing blue light, the human figure suddenly disappeared.

Just when everyone was ready to take this unexpected killing move head-on, the gray threads in the sky flashed in front of everyone's defense, and then faded and disappeared.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

"Illusion!"

Huangliang Lingjun was the first to react and raised his hand.

A yellow crystal hand flew over.

After a closer look, I saw some silver powder on the surface of the crystal hand, flashing like phosphorescence.

Huangliang Lingjun stretched out a finger, dipped some in it, and put it in front of his eyes to take a closer look.

As a result, the silver powder began to turn red, then yellow, and finally disappeared from the fingers out of thin air.

"It's the mature clone of the Phantom Flame Moth, and it's willing to self-destruct. Only this spirit insect can turn its body invisible in a short period of time, so it can invade this place. But one of its clones should have taken the opportunity to escape, and its real body must be near Sunset City. I guess our conversation just now was overheard a lot. By the way, there are other demonic auras on these moth powders, so this spirit insect should be raised by the demon clan." Huangliang Lingjun said with a gloomy face.

Upon hearing the yellow-robed man's words, City Lord Lan's expression suddenly turned extremely ugly.

"Let's set off tomorrow. We must not let the demon people get ahead of us." City Lord Lan said without hesitation.

An hour later, on the hillside of an unnamed hill a hundred miles away from Sunset City, a handsome young man was sitting cross-legged on a rock, meditating with his eyes closed and motionless.

On top of its head, there was a colorful moth the size of a fist, its wings gently flapping, emitting an unusually bright light.

Behind the young man stood a slender young woman in palace dress, with phoenix eyes and dark eyebrows, with a murderous look between her brows. She was a demon cultivator in the Divine Transformation Stage from the Black Phoenix clan.

What is incredible is that although this young woman in palace dress is a high-level existence of the Black Phoenix Clan and has reached the Spirit Transformation Stage, she just stands obediently behind the young man, with a respectful look on her face and does not say a word.

A slight sound of breaking through the air was heard, followed by a thin gray thread shooting down from the sky. After a flash, it disappeared into the moth above the boy's head.

At the same time, the handsome young man opened his eyes, which were unusually clear.

He waved his hand above his head and extended a white finger.

The moth immediately flew down gracefully and landed on the tip of the boy's finger as if it were nothing.

Then the light on the moth's body suddenly flickered, and its color changed unpredictably.

It took a full stick of incense time for the moth's aura to stop changing and return to calm.

"I was wondering why old Huang Liang appeared in the city. It turns out that he is involved with the spirit race. Even the people from the Holy Emperor Palace have been dispatched. It seems that the things on the spirit race rebel are extraordinary. The clone of the Phantom Flame Moth is not wasted." The young man whispered to himself with a strange expression on his face.

After a long silence, he threw the moth over his head again and walked down from the rock.

"Niece Xiao, I heard that your Black Phoenix clan found a little girl outside. It turns out that she has the mutated blood of the True Phoenix clan in her body. She has amazing talent and has broken through to the fifth level in a short period of time. Is this true?" The young man asked the young woman in palace dress behind him.

"What Senior Huan said is true. Dai'er does have some talent!" The young woman in palace dress did not dare to neglect him and replied respectfully.

"Hehe, what a coincidence! Our Qiongshu tribe also has a young man with good talent, and he is not too old. How about we arrange a marriage between our two tribes?" The young man suddenly laughed.

"This... Senior, you are so kind to me, so I should naturally agree. But Dai'er is the young patriarch's granddaughter, so it is not for me to decide." The young woman in palace dress was shocked when she heard this, but she replied with an apologetic smile.

"Of course I know about this. I just asked you to pass on this message to Brother Gongsun. The young man I'm talking about is of extraordinary status and is worthy of a little girl." The young man said lightly.

"Yes, I will definitely pass on this message." Upon hearing this, the young woman in palace dress breathed a sigh of relief and immediately agreed.

"Okay, as long as Brother Gongsun agrees to this. After the matter here is settled, I will send someone to propose marriage to the nobles. You have heard some of what I said just now. A person from the Spirit Clan came to surrender to the human race. He seemed to be carrying some precious treasures, and even the people in the Holy Emperor Palace were alarmed. It would be fine if I didn't know about this, but now that I know about it, I must not let the human race succeed. You Phoenix Clan all have the magical power of spatial talent. Sneak into the Tomb of the Sunset immediately and gather our demon clan to release this news. We must find the spirit before the human race, and I will secretly follow Old Man Huang Liang and others." The young man said in a low voice, and his voice suddenly became cold.

"Yes, I obey your command!" said the young woman in palace dress respectfully.

Then she waved her hand in front of her body, and suddenly a white arc of light flashed.

The woman's figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.

The young man stood there and pondered for a long time before a yellow light flashed on his body and he, along with the moth, slowly sank into the ground and disappeared.

Not long after, the human cultivators and demon people in the Sunset Tomb almost simultaneously received an order from the top to find a spirit who had sneaked into the Sunset Tomb at all costs.

Both sides offered staggeringly high rewards, including elixirs that could help one advance one's cultivation by leaps and bounds, as well as spirit stones worth millions of dollars.

Huangliang Lingjun even announced to the public that he would reward a bottle of Tianxin Pill, and countless cultivators were excited for a while.

The entire Sunset Tomb was in turmoil. With such a huge reward, naturally everyone tried their best to find this elf man.

Originally, when humans and demons met each other, they sometimes felt that their strength was not much different. Out of fear of each other, they could probably go about their own business peacefully.

Now that they were rewarded with a huge reward, they could not help but become suspicious and angry, and the fights between the two tribes became extremely frequent. (End of this chapter)