Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1208 Journey to Pochuan Aoki Subdues the Beast
  Hunchuan, after experiencing several hours of calamity, regained its composure.

All the guards were kneeling in front of Zhang Yan.

"It's all because of us who are too blind to recognize Mount Tai! If Zhang Tianzun hadn't rescued us today, I'm afraid Hunchuan would have been reduced to a scorched earth."

Ming Tianzun cupped his hands and bowed again.

"No one can expect this kind of thing. If you are really grateful, then help find the souls lost in these breaths."

Zhang Yan casually handed a few pieces of clothing taken from the four courtyard masters and village masters into the hands of the Four Soul Heavenly Venerables.

The four of them caught the cloth and felt the power on it.

"These five people are all alchemists. With your strength, it shouldn't be difficult to find them." Zhang Yan agreed.

Ming Tianzun held up his hand and asked, "Tianzun, does Tianzun have a specific time when their souls drifted over?"

Zhang Yan thought for a moment and gave a slightly specific time. Upon hearing this, the four great soul gods all took the order and left.

"Tianzun, do we need to wait here?"

Taibai scratched his head.

"You guys stay here, I'll just go to Pochuan alone." Zhang Yan learned from the past and said immediately.

After all, it is safest to keep the danger to yourself.

Shangguan Yan originally wanted to go, but he knew what Zhang Yan was thinking, so he could only nod obediently and watch Zhang Yan leave.

When he was young, Zhang Yan entered Pochuan under the leadership of a guard.

As soon as they entered Pochuan, they saw a stone pillar-like thing in the central area, towering into the clouds, like Optimus Prime holding up the sky and the earth.

If Soul River only has eternal night, then Po River is relatively trapped in eternal daytime.

Looking far into the distance, apart from the lush green vegetation, there are some rare and rare beasts that are extremely difficult to see.

Not only that, this Soul River looks different from Soul River, at least there are no high walls or those fierce-looking guards.

Zhang Yan jumped into the wasteland of Pochuan. After flying for a while, Zhang Yan discovered that Po River was far more popular than Hun River. At least, he actually encountered a wave of hunters in Po River.

This wave of hunters looked like humans, but they were riding beasts with red manes.

This group of people seemed to be hunting something, with panic written on their faces.

Zhang Yan stood on the edge of the wasteland and watched these people flying past.

No one seemed to notice him, and they didn't even have free time to see him, a foreigner.

Zhang Yan felt curious and chased him all the way.

After chasing for about half a stick of incense, this group of people had stopped.

Looking around, I saw a huge beast appearing right in front of everyone.

This giant beast wandered back and forth in the wasteland, swallowing souls from time to time to satisfy its hunger.

There were extremely horrific stab wounds on his side.

Stab all the way from the back to the abdomen.

At first glance, this giant beast seemed to be wary of something, scanning the crowd cautiously.

"Finally caught up with this beast!"

"Kill this bastard beast, it will be the fourth one!"

"The last one, as long as we solve it, we will have a way to survive!"

When these people saw the giant beast, it was as if they were red-eyed about killing them. They were all gearing up and eager to try.

Not only that, more and more people are coming here, and these people's goals seem to be the same.

"Since everyone has the same goal, let's join forces?" The leader of the camp in white said coldly.

(End of this chapter)