Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 519: The Sky is About to Collapse
"Good, good, the young are to be feared! My defeat is not unfair."

Nan Yuhe was shattered by the blow of the stick and sword, and his divine image turned into points of light and dissipated in the air, before re-condensing into a shape a hundred feet away.

The palm print in the air broke into pieces. He felt the crisis at the critical moment. As a veteran ninth-rank master, he had his own means of "divine substitution" to save his life, but it required the consumption of his magic power.

He had known for many years that Taoist Xu had mastered the magical power of controlling semi-immortal soldiers and assassinating from the void.

Even though I was prepared in advance, I was still scared out of my wits by his elusive sword.

It was too fast, and the power that burst out in an instant made him dare not take it head-on.

Xu Yuanchang pulled his feet out of the rocky ground as if nothing had happened, hung the retracted stick sword on his waist, and on the surface he was polite, maintaining the demeanor of a winner, and said falsely: "Thank you, thank you!"

The phantom armor on his body glowed like flowing water, rippling layer by layer, trapping the three twisting strands of the original poison.

Use magic power to involve the altar of creation, and give it to the fire spirit as a snack after the sacrifice.

He is protected by the divine light of good fortune. After advancing to the ninth floor, he is no longer afraid of Nan Yuhe's divine spells and plots. He can take on as many enemies as they come.

Nan Yuhe was too embarrassed to stay any longer. That boy was strange. He had fought him head-on. His magic power was abundant and his spirit was high. He did not show any sign of decline after squeezing out his potential. He could not tell his true strength at all. He snorted coldly, bowed to the other three people, and disappeared on the spot.

It was said that Monk Tongyuan had ascended to heaven, and the Buddhist and Shinto forces in Zhoushan were severely weakened, which made him very worried.

After returning, I have to have a good discussion with Master Juezhen, the only surviving Buddhist master.

Zhong Xixiong, Guanqi the scholar and Xiong Youzhao bowed and saw him off.

"Yu Wusheng disappeared in the void torrent. It is very likely that he is in great danger. Fellow Daoist Nan is in a bad mood."

Guan Qi scholar explained briefly that he met Mu Xiaoxiao and talked for a while. Mu Xiaoxiao kept in touch with everyone to understand the latest situation. He said: "So far, Wu Quezi, Xiyue, Xia Kuzhi, Wurong, and Xuanyin have died at the hands of Buddha and the demon. Xuan Xiao and Yu Wusheng are missing. This is the heaviest loss in the seven realms of the upper realm."

Xiong Youzhao looked a bit sad. "I didn't get any merit from suppressing the demons. Instead, I was tricked by the demon head by the monk Nanshu. I almost lost my life. It's so boring. I'm leaving now. Please don't call me next time if you have any problems."

He left as soon as he said that, and flew in another direction.

Zhong Xixiong waved his sleeves to clear a piece of the mountain, took out the table and tea sets, and leisurely invited the two to sit down. He smiled and said, "Next time something big happens, Old Bear will have to join in the fun. If you can cultivate to our level, you will not miss any opportunity to ascend to heaven."

He is very open-minded and has seen too many life and death situations.

Watching the scholar taking out tea leaves and collected water, making tea, and chatting with his friends, it feels as if you are in a famous mountain with beautiful scenery.

Xu Yuanchang slowly calmed his breath, drank tea and talked with them, asking for advice on his experience and knowledge in cultivation.

After this battle, he finally gained the recognition of these veteran practitioners.

Half an hour later, Mu Xiaoxiao, Ning Cangyue, Lin Sanren, Ye Changmeng, Chu Wu and others returned to the edge of the ancient battlefield. Except for Ren Wulin and Fairy Nanzhi who did not show up, all other survivors were present.

Mu Xiaoxiao and Lin Sanren had a heated argument over a disagreement and ended up parting on bad terms.

Lin Sanren was full of anger and threatened that he would no longer participate in the subsequent major events. He was heartbroken by Xia Kuzhi's death and no longer trusted the old Taoist. He said a few harsh words and left.

Chu Wu was not prepared to go on and rejected Ye Changmeng's attempts to retain him. He wanted to remain useful and return to Zhoushan to develop the Jinjia Sect and fulfill Xuan Xiao's last wish.

The goal of ascending to the immortal world is still too far away, so we should take care of the things in front of us first.

I don't want to be used as a pawn anymore.

"Brother, take it easy. Yanshan, that old liar, has calculated everything in the world. He is not worthy of your wholehearted trust."

Chu Wu whispered a few words of warning and ignored Xu Yuanchang who stood up to see him off.

Later on, only Mu Xiaoxiao, Ning Cangyue, Ye Changmeng and Xu Yuanchang were left. The others all had their own things to do and excuses and would not stay for something dangerous that was about to happen.

"Zang Yue, go back. We'll contact you when we need you."

Mu Xiaoxiao sent her apprentice away. She didn't want anything to go wrong with her foundation in Fangcun Mountain.

Xu Yuanchang owed Uncle Mu several favors, so he had to accompany him to the end.

Ye Changmeng had other reasons and had to persevere.

The three of them discussed for a long time, and passed through the void of Yingsheng Heaven, passing through Kurong Heaven and Taixiao Heaven, and only stopped for a short while so that Xu Yuanchang could travel to any level of the heaven next time and reach the highest Lingxu Heaven.

"It will take at least seventy years for the big event to happen. I will go to the edge of the void torrent to collect enough source energy. I will then return to the place of retreat to meditate for a while. Don't worry, I won't miss the big event."

Xu Yuanchang talked about his next plan. He possessed a treasure that could travel through the void, making it extremely convenient for him to come and go.

"Old Ye, what about you? Come with me?"

"No, Mu Xiaoxiao and I will take care of each other. We will continue searching along the Nine Heavens. Perhaps we can find some signs in advance so that we won't be caught off guard."

Ye Changmeng put away his cynical expression and glanced at the pretty woman standing beside him in a trance while speaking.

Xu Yuanchang looked at the two of them strangely, and when he saw that Mu Xiaoxiao had no objection, he flew into the void and said, "We will meet here in seventy years. Let's go."

Mu Xiaoxiao raised her hand and threw a jade slip, saying: "This is the Nine Heavens Void Map that we collected. It records the information of the Void Torrent. You can learn more about it when you have time."

"clear."

Xu Yuanchang put away the jade slip and disappeared into the sky.

Mu Xiaoxiao and Ye Changmeng were silent and went in another direction. Xu Yuanchang carefully read the jade slip given by Mu Xiaoxiao, avoided particularly dangerous areas, and wandered alone in the quiet and desolate void.

Relying on his ability to travel freely and without fear of danger, he often rushes into the surging torrent of the void in order to capture the original energy he discovers.

Over the past seven years, I have honed my cultivation state and captured over a hundred wisps of original energy. With good luck, I obtained two wisps of original merit purple energy and one wisp of chaotic energy. I also collected more than 200 pieces of other various materials, and it was a fruitful harvest.

His method of identifying whether a material is valuable or not is simple and crude. He would throw the collected materials onto the Creation Altar. Those that could not be melted were beyond the ninth level and were even more rare and precious.

I have been in danger several times, but I was able to escape danger every time.

The most dangerous time, he had to rely on the vitality of the blessed land to blast open the whirlpools that surrounded him on all sides. He lost one clone and escaped.

You can't stay in any place for too long. The void above the Nine Heavens is vast and boundless, and so far you haven't encountered any cultivators of the same level.

If it weren't for the Nine Heavens Void Map that Mu Xiaoxiao gave me, and if I didn't have the ability to travel through time and space, I would have been able to get lost if I had wandered around aimlessly, and there would have been endless dangers.

Xu Yuanchang, who was flying at the edge of the torrent, suddenly stopped and looked at a floating void layer forty or fifty miles ahead, and said, "Which Taoist friend is this? Sorry to bother you."

He has a pair of sharp eyes that can see through the layers and detect a hint of abnormality.

A strange translucent creature emerged from the overlapping layers. It was about ten feet in size and flat like a one-winged butterfly. Its surface was covered with complex, intricate, beautiful and mysterious patterns. In the middle was a strange black eye, swaying with countless tiny tentacles.

"The strange butterfly tribe!"

Xu Yuanchang almost blurted out and looked around again.

After confirming that there was no ambush, he still cautiously floated back dozens of miles before carefully looking at the rare creatures of the same level from another world.

In the upper three realms, there would occasionally be practitioners from the Black Spirit Realm, Green Forest Realm, and Strange Butterfly Realm. When they met, they would not necessarily fight to the death. There was no conflict of interest, and most of them could live in harmony. The practitioners from the other three realms called this area the "Nine Pearl Realm". The star map that Mu Xiaoxiao gave had void star roads leading to the other three realms. However, if one wanted to go to any realm, one had to take great risks.

People’s hearts are full of evil, let alone foreigners?
Every practitioner who can reach another world must be very powerful.

The practitioner from the Qidie clan emitted a series of spiritual fluctuations, and the eyes in the middle of the pattern closed.

When Xu Yuanchang was in the lower world, he had "fought" with black spirits for nearly a hundred years and was very interested in the Qidie tribe. He knew some basic knowledge that the Qidie tribe practitioners closed their eyes as a way of greeting to express goodwill, but it could also be a means of cheating.

When any strangers of different races meet, they can communicate through the fluctuations of their spiritual consciousness.

It’s like two people of different races meeting each other, unable to speak the same language, but able to communicate through gestures.

The fluctuations of spiritual consciousness can take the shape of what one wants to express.

Xu Yuanchang felt it for a moment and roughly understood the other party's intention to trade with him. He clasped his fists in return and took out a dark blue gem that the other party had concretized. It was the size of a baby's fist and was composed of countless small crystal faces. He once went into the void torrent to collect a few strands of origin energy and picked up a piece of material. He used his spiritual sense to send out fluctuations: "Is this it?"

The cultivator from the Qidie tribe on the opposite side shook his wings repeatedly, and the circles of patterns seemed to come alive. The eye in the middle also opened, emitting a strange light, and sent out spiritual fluctuations again, asking the human cultivator how he wanted to exchange?
Since humans take out the items they need, there must be a need for exchange.

The gem in Xu Yuanchang's hand was a super ninth-grade material. He needed a large amount of source energy to upgrade the rank of his phantom armor. He didn't have much time to waste on searching, so he visualized various crystal-clear source energies and told the other party that the more the better, and it would be an equal exchange.

The Qidie tribe cultivator flapped his wings, and more than a hundred wisps of original energy appeared in the air, among which there was actually one wisp of original illusion energy and two wisps of chaotic energy. Seeing that the other party did not agree immediately, he took out more than twenty ninth-level materials.

"Is it enough?"

"make a deal!"

Xu Yuanchang noticed the subtle change in the other party's aura and decided to quit while he was ahead.

The two sides carefully completed the exchange of items, each got the treasure they needed, and quickly retreated to a distance.

Seeing that the Qidie tribe practitioner couldn't wait to disappear into the void, as if he was worried about being hunted down, Xu Yuanchang's body flashed with golden light, and he just passed away.

After returning to the blessed land and sitting cross-legged on the Wuxin Platform, Xu Yuanchang placed all the exchanged original energy and materials on the Creation Platform, cleaned and refined them twice to eliminate any harmful things, and then kept the three strands of rare original energy separately.

He also didn't know whether he made a profit or a loss from the exchange with the practitioners of the Qidie tribe.

The most important thing is to help him save time and reduce the risk of searching.

The vitality within the 1,300-mile blessed land is somewhat scarce, and the trees and medicinal herbs are somewhat listless.

Xu Yuanchang swallowed two strands of wood element energy, and circles of green growth rings spread out. It took him two years to restore all the trees and medicinal herbs in the blessed land.

The three hundred li area outside, which was sparsely covered with vegetation, also became lush and green.

He stopped with great satisfaction, and let the blessed land accumulate vitality on its own for the next few decades. He would go to the ghost world of reincarnation to meditate for 500 years to improve his cultivation.

He took out the white jade slip that recorded his master's words.

Xu Yuanchang plans to review the past and learn new things.

The jade slip suddenly exploded with a "bang", and the debris and dust turned into a fleeting image.

The sky collapsed and a torrent of void poured in. One disaster scene after another struck Xu Yuanchang's soul directly. He "saw" Yu Fengwu being swallowed up by the monstrous black air, saw his good friends struggling in despair and falling one after another, and saw the scenes of destruction in the seven realms of the upper realm flash by.

The scene is devastated and shocking.

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(End of this chapter)