After another half hour, the escaping light suddenly changed. It was clearly purple, but no one knew what kind of mysterious magic had been cast to make the escaping light dim.

If it weren't for someone carefully investigating, it would be difficult to discover its existence.

The person in the escaping light was naturally Yang Qian.

During these ten days, under the clear sky, apart from the monotonous golden sea of ​​sand, there were no other unexpected incidents, and no one from the Shadow Clan was seen chasing after them.

The red shadow was obviously completely scared away by the gold-eating bug and no longer dared to have the slightest desire.

After Yang Qian thought about it over and over again, he stopped thinking about it and just kept on going.

It turned out that the divine consciousness that had been completely exhausted had slowly recovered on its own as usual during these days of full-speed flying.

At this moment, Yang Qian was casually playing with an unusually smooth jade token in his hand.

The jade plate was as smooth as jade and warm to the touch. It recorded Tianyuan City’s general arrangements for this mission and related rewards.

It is said that as long as you can help others complete their tasks, in addition to the extra opportunities you get yourself, you will also receive more generous rewards.

Of course, Yang Qian did not have high hopes for the generous rewards mentioned by the Tianyuan City Elders' Council.

In his heart, his real purpose was still the rare opportunity described in the original book during this operation.

Yang Qian stroked the jade token for a while, his brows twitched, as if he had discovered something. Suddenly, a flash of light appeared on his hand, and the jade token disappeared.

I saw a group of strange creatures appearing in the air ahead, like giant cranes with long beaks.

Their pale yellow feathers gleamed softly in the sunlight, while the purple tumors on their heads looked particularly abrupt and strange.

These giant birds obviously discovered where Yang Qian was. They let out a few sharp cries, and the sounds cut through the sky, as if they were demonstrating to Yang Qian.

Then they changed direction and rushed towards us like a yellow whirlwind.

"Tsk!"

Seeing this group of strange birds getting closer, Yang Qian sighed softly, and there seemed to be a hint of helplessness in that sigh.

There was a flash of light as he escaped, and his body suddenly disappeared without a trace in the void.

The next moment, he strangely teleported and appeared among dozens of yellow strange birds.

For a moment, the momentum of the flock of birds stagnated.

Yang Qian did not make any move, he just snorted coldly, and dazzling purple arcs burst out from the surface of his body.

These electric arcs were like agile purple dragons. There were more than ten of them, and each one was as thick as a finger.

The electric arcs flickered and jumped, making crackling sounds, which was terrifying.

These purple arcs flashed wildly several times with terrifying momentum. The powerful force of thunder and lightning exploded in an instant, covering the space of more than a hundred feet nearby.

There was a deafening roar, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting apart. Purple lightning flashed and intertwined, the light was so blinding that it was impossible to look directly at it.

After a moment, the lightning dissipated, and all the yellow strange birds nearby turned into ashes, without even a trace left.

The surroundings suddenly became extremely empty, with only the diffuse smoke and the lingering smell of thunder and lightning.

Yang Qian looked around expressionlessly, his cold gaze seemed to be able to penetrate everything.

Then, his figure flashed and turned into a purple rainbow. He flew away through the air at an astonishing speed and disappeared at the end of the sky in the blink of an eye.

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the other side.

In a desolate and lonely land, tall stone pillars with only half of them left stand alone. They seem to be the remnants of time, telling the world about their former glory.

The remains of the several-foot-high stone walls that stood motionless in the strong wind, although dilapidated, still revealed their former solidity and majesty.

This area is filled with an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. The ground is covered with fine sand and gravel, and you can hear a creaking sound with every step you take.

There are also some strangely shaped boulders around, some lying and some standing, as if they are forgotten guardians.

It can be seen from the remaining architectural ruins that there was once a large-scale building complex here. However, judging from their weathering to this point, the rough surface and peeling stone layers, it is unknown how many tens of thousands of years they have existed over the long years.

On a small section of stone wall in the center of the ruins, a beautiful woman in a black robe was sitting cross-legged.

She had a graceful figure but a solemn expression, staring deeply into the distance, wondering what she was thinking about.

A young man in a purple robe was walking back and forth nearby. His footsteps were a little hurried, raising a slight cloud of dust.

Both of them had gloomy expressions and furrowed brows, but they said nothing, as if they were suppressed by some mysterious power in the ruins.

The two were Xiaohong and Longdong.

At this moment, Longdong looked normal, without any sign of weakness.

It seems that the huge amount of essence and blood lost that day due to driving the blood sword was actually compensated in a short period of time.

I don’t know what kind of rare elixir he took, or what kind of mysterious technique he used. Otherwise, considering that his blood and essence were severely damaged at that time, it would take at least several years for him to truly recover.

"Fellow Daoist Li has actually fallen. This means that the one who chased him that day must be the Void Refinement Level Chi Ying. But such a long time has passed, why haven't the other fellow Daoists arrived yet?" Long Dong's eyes flashed, and there was confusion and worry in his eyes. He seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be asking Xiao Hong beside him.

What Long Dong cares about most is Ye Ying's whereabouts. After all, he has always coveted the other party's Phoenix Blood. However, this matter must not be easily exposed, otherwise it will definitely cause a lot of trouble. Therefore, he can't reveal his true purpose at this moment. "Daoyou Li is indeed dead. With his magical powers, even if he faces two Shadow Clan members of the Divine Transformation level, even if he can't win in one battle, he can definitely leave safely. So this time it must be Chi Ying of the Refining Void level who took action. As for the other Daoists, let's wait a little longer." Xiao Hong sighed softly, and the sigh was full of helplessness and sadness, and said slowly.

Longdong frowned, a trace of anxiety flashed across his face, but it soon relaxed again, as if he was suppressing the impatience in his heart, and nodded helplessly.

Half an hour later.

Xiaohong, the beautiful woman in black dress, and Long Dong were both lost in thought. Suddenly, they seemed to sense something at the same time and turned their heads to look towards the horizon.

I saw a faint golden shadow silently emerging in the distant sky, and it was rushing towards me quietly like a ghost.

The golden shadow was incredibly fast. After a few flashes, the golden light suddenly dimmed, and a girl in a white robe appeared in the sky.

It was Ye Ying.

"Sister Xiao, Fellow Daoist Long, I'm sorry to have waited for a long time. You two seem to be fine." Ye Ying said with a smile, her voice clear and pleasant, like the singing of an oriole. Looking at her body again, she was unharmed, still as fresh, refined, bright and beautiful as ever.

Upon hearing Ye Ying's words, Xiaohong, the beautiful woman in black dress, forced a smile on her face, but that smile revealed a bit of bitterness and fatigue.

A hint of hidden joy suddenly flashed across Longdong's eyes.

"I knew that Miss Ye was smart and clever, far beyond ordinary people, and nothing would go wrong. It's just that there are still two fellow Taoists who haven't arrived. Brother Li was unfortunately captured by the people of the Shadow Clan that day, and I'm afraid he is in great danger. And Brother Yang hasn't contacted us yet, and I'm afraid he has also been caught up by the people of the Shadow Clan and met with an accident." Long Dong lowered his eyebrows, looked worried, and said with a sigh.

"Shadow Clan. I didn't expect to meet each other here." Xiaohong, the beautiful woman in black dress, pursed her lips, her eyes flashed slightly, as if she was thinking about something, but finally shook her head, as if she was unwilling to believe the situation before her.

"Brother Li may have been captured, but Brother Yang is very powerful and has great magical powers. It shouldn't be so easy for him to get into trouble. Let's wait a few more days." Ye Ying slowly floated down from the sky, her figure light and graceful, like a fairy descending. She stood in front of the two of them and said leisurely.

"Wait a few more days? Now is the weakest time of the year for the sandstorm. If you miss it, you will have to wait a long time. At most, you can wait for two more days." Xiao Hong spoke lightly, with a calm face and a firm tone. She actually knew a lot about Yang Qian's magical powers, but she didn't believe that he would die so easily.

"Two days, yeah, that's about right." Ye Ying, who was dressed in a white robe, didn't argue much, just nodded and agreed. Then she took a few steps, gracefully, and walked to a cleaner corner, sitting down and meditating in the same way. She seemed very confident about Yang Qian's return, without any worries or doubts.

Time passed little by little, and half a day later, suddenly, bursts of subtle buzzing sounds came from the three people at the same time.

The sound was low and weak at first, and then gradually became clear and loud, as if countless small insects were flapping their wings beside my ears.

"It's a positioning disk!"

The three of them blurted out the words almost at the same time, and suddenly revealed different expressions.

After they looked at each other, Longdong spoke first:

"Let me activate the positioning disk. It's a blessing that Fellow Daoist Yang is actually safe and sound!" There was a barely perceptible trace of regret in Long Dong's words.

"This guy surnamed Yang is not dead, tsk!" A hint of viciousness flashed in Longdong's eyes.

"That's right." Xiao Hong nodded calmly. Her face remained calm, but she was relieved in the depths of her eyes. After all, if Yang Qian really didn't come, it would be extremely difficult for the three of them to complete the task with their strength.

"I told you, Fellow Daoist Yang will be fine." Ye Ying said with a smile on her face. She looked very relaxed and happy.

The blood-mole young man, Long Dong, twitched his lips slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile, then he shook his sleeves lightly, and a green magic plate instantly appeared in his hand.

He quickly made a hand gesture with one hand, and a green magic spell was instantly released, which turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the magic disk.

The magic disk suddenly emitted a bright and dazzling light. While the light was flashing, Longdong clasped his hands together again, and the object disappeared without a trace.

After doing all this, Longdong put his hands behind his back, stood upright, and looked calmly into the distance, as if waiting for Yang Qian's arrival.

As a result, several hours later, a purple rainbow quietly appeared in the sky from another direction at an extremely fast speed. After a few flashes, the purple rainbow arrived in front of the three people. The speed suddenly dropped, and after circling, the purple light dissipated, and Yang Qian in a black robe appeared.

“Brother Yang, I’m glad that you’re okay. We were lucky enough to be ambushed by the Shadow Clan this time but most of the people were safe.” Long Dong said with a smile, showing no hatred for Yang Qian in his heart.

"It is indeed a great blessing that all of you fellow Taoists are safe!" Yang Qian glanced at several people and smiled slightly.

"Since Brother Yang has arrived, let's rest for half a day and then set off immediately. In order to avoid being entangled by those people from the Shadow Clan again." Xiao Hong's expression was as calm as water as she slowly suggested.

Since the white-browed young man surnamed Li has already passed away, there is no point in bringing him up again at this moment, so there is naturally no need to mention him.

After all, in this vast and mysterious world of immortal cultivation, death is a very common thing.

Life and death are unpredictable, fate is hard to predict, and the path to becoming an immortal is filled with numerous obstacles and endless crises.

Otherwise, even if most people have mediocre talents and find it difficult to make amazing breakthroughs in their cultivation, the existence of those above the Void Refinement Stage would not be so rare.

As time goes by and the world changes, countless talented people have turned to dust on the long journey of cultivating immortals, becoming warnings and lessons for future generations.

"Fairy Xiao's words make sense. This place is indeed not a place to stay for long." Long Dong nodded repeatedly.

Yang Qian and the girl in white robe naturally had no objections.

Half a day later, Yang Qian and his companions left the place by riding on a beam of light, and flew cautiously in a certain direction.

This time, after flying for more than 10,000 miles, a strong wind gradually appeared in front of them, and it became stronger and stronger as they moved forward. Soon, they flew completely into a world of wind, sand and rocks. All around them was a yellow haze, and countless strong winds swept countless yellow sands around them, howling endlessly.

If they hadn't all turned on their protective spiritual light, they would have been knocked down to the ground from the air by the gusts of yellow wind.

After advancing for more than a thousand miles against the strong wind, Longdong, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped, and then his voice sounded in the ears of several people behind him at the same time:

"We're here! There's a narrow gap ahead. Hehe! If the higher-ups hadn't prepared two consumable wind-fixing beads for each of us, I'm afraid even a Void Refining cultivator wouldn't dare to enter this place casually. With these beads, we can go back and forth safely once. But everyone still has to be careful of the group of wind dragons living in it. However, there's no need to worry too much. The narrow gap is so big, we won't run into it by chance."

"My fellow Taoists, please be extra careful when you go in there, there may be other dangers. After all, those Shadow Clan seem to have ambushed us there a long time ago. There may be some traps in there. If anything really happens, everyone should try to protect themselves." Xiao Hong also looked serious and spoke solemnly.

Yang Qian seemed to be oblivious to what the two said, but his eyes flashed with blue light, and his sight immediately penetrated the thick sand nearby and saw directly to a place far away. (End of this chapter)

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