After 100 years of leatherworking, I have become a giant in the magic sect.

Chapter 265 264. Turning the tables, goodbye, Senior Sister (7.0K words - please subscribe)
Thirty years later
An ancient bronze boat towed by three cranes paused briefly in the Rusted Sword and Blood Abyss, then quickly set sail towards the nearby Western Underworld.

After the boat had gone far away, Ming Ruyin turned her head back slightly, raised her eye corners, glanced at the overwhelming rusty swords, then retracted her gaze and began to think about some problems.

Things had to be done sooner rather than later, so she sped up regardless of the cost, otherwise it would take her fifteen years longer to arrive here.

She had to arrive earlier than the old and young from the Ning family, and then arrange many things in advance.

Ning Daozhen's strength was unfathomable. And Ning Yunmiao was also gifted. If she guessed correctly, he should be one level higher than her and reached the late stage of the Jie Ling Realm.

"Song Yan."

She spoke these two words word by word, and then murmured, "This child must have some secrets, and his life story is really interesting.

Now that I have returned to the Western Underworld, Xiao Changye should have just begun to drain that piece of Xuan cultivation land. This matter can give him some time to recover.
The two people from the Ning family will arrive at least fifteen years later, and fifteen years is enough time for Xiao Changye to whitewash the situation and pretend that everything is going well."

She looked gloomy, feeling the starlight flashing through the window, and continued to think: "We must give that kid an illusion of safety, otherwise he won't come out.

Then let Xiao Changye go to the Ning family. The Ning family likes people who would rather die than live in disgrace, and they also like prodigal sons who return. As long as Xiao Changye shows that he is in pain for his own tyrant talisman, the Ning family will accept him. "

"The pillars have to be removed."

As Ming Ruyin was thinking, perhaps she felt a little tired, so she raised her hand and a jade platform appeared. She sat on it comfortably, raised her hand and grabbed a fresh corpse of a strong man from the void. The corpse was washed clean, without a single piece of clothing, all hair was removed, and even the internal organs had been purified.

A giant hand emerged in the air, and it grabbed the corpse violently, and blood began to ooze out of the corpse.

Tick
Tick
Drops of blood fell like blood rain from the sky above the Rusty Sword Blood Abyss, or like rouge-colored wine, pouring from the bottle into the crystal glass held by the five fingers, slowly filling up the glass.

Ming Ruyin leaned over, took a sip with her red lips, put the corpse back into her personal space, and began to enjoy this "good wine" and the quiet time.

"Devil head! You have committed so many evil things! Tian.Tian Qi Sword Palace will not let you go!"

"what!"

Amid screams, another monk was evaporated.

Song Yan opened his hands, raised his head and sighed comfortably, feeling stronger.

In thirty years, he digested the Changfeng Immortal Dynasty and two-thirds of its subordinate sects. Except for a small number of people who risked their lives to escape to the starry sky, and a part of people who hid, the rest were completely digested by him.

Because people who see him usually die instantly, and those who escape only vaguely know that there is a terrifying demon causing chaos, so no one can accurately know the current situation. Even whether Emperor Chang Ye is dead or alive is uncertain, let alone who this terrifying demon is.

I felt that there was a formation outside the stone gate, and there was also a lot of aura inside.

Song Yan took a closer look and saw that there were men, women and children inside. Their cultivation levels were also different, but the common feature was that they were beautiful.
Song Yan chopped the formation into pieces with a casual move.

The sword that was used to cut the thing was a magical sword obtained from the Changfeng Immortal Dynasty.

After beheading, Song Yan left.

The people imprisoned there for the enjoyment of Changfeng Xianchao will hesitate and observe for a while before leaving on their own after being freed from their restraints.

These people are too weak, so it is meaningless even if they digest them.

At this time, he rushed to another unexplored area.

On the road
Song Yan touched the Qi box in his arms, which contained a portable secret realm where the Han sisters, Xiao Bing, Hua Xianggu, Xiao Hanshan and others lived.

He looked at his own realm again. He had directly entered the "late stage of the realm of spirit" from the "early stage of the realm of spirit". This was achieved by many cultivators above the fifth level of the realm of transformation of the gods.

There are no twists and turns. I am the knife and you are the fish. I swallow a lot, and it depends on "saying what comes and what goes", so where is the bottleneck? There is only a lack of quantity and quality of swallowing.

He glanced at the panel again.

There are three question marks in the "【Jie Ling】" column.

When he looked, the information displayed gave an answer he had never seen before.

[This world spirit has an independent consciousness, which is quite powerful and has never been recorded]

[This world spirit is indeed your world spirit]

[This world spirit was not created by you, so you cannot name it]

Song Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at the "three question marks". If it weren't for the second line of information, he would have started trying every possible way to get this thing out. Even if he had to lower his realm, he was actually prepared.

It's better to take the course over again than to have something in your body that can kill you at any time, right?

The first and third lines of information overturned the speculation that "this world spirit is Saint Nuwa".

He doesn't quite understand.

But he only saw that his realm had reached the "late stage of the world spirit". His own world spirit should have spawned "many descendants and began to form the spirit race", but... his world spirit was still sleeping.

This sometimes made Song Yan unable to help but send a few words to the little white tiger to "induce labor", but he didn't know whether the little white tiger looked down on him or was sleeping very soundly, so it just ignored him, and he couldn't do anything about this ancestor.

A few days later.
The fairy mountain in the distance appears popular.

The blood-colored forbidden stake was looming in the clouds and mist, but it was wrapped in a layer of illusion, so that the clouds and mist were not blood-colored, but golden.

Seeing the forbidden stake, Song Yan narrowed his eyes. He didn't even look at the name of the sect, and directly tore the space apart and drilled into the turbulent void below to prepare for an attack.

The Western Underworld was quite large, and thirty years was nothing. The Emperor of Chang Ye used a force to lay the forbidden stakes, but Song Yan was looking for stakes everywhere. He knew that most of those near the forbidden stakes were "stake guards", a high-ranking official in the Changfeng Immortal Dynasty, so he could kill them.

In the late stage of the world spirit, it can exist in the turbulence of the void for a long time.

This is enough to form a unique attack method, constituting a dimensionality reduction strike against the Xuanhuang Realm sects.

Lingshu Jingtian Pavilion is a considerable force in the Western Ming Realm. Although it cannot compare to the previous Heling Sect and Duanhai Sect, it also has an ancestor in the second realm of Xuanhuang.

This old ancestor was named "True Lord of Zhenxi" by the Changfeng Immortal Dynasty because of his complete domestication and the various treasures, beauties, and even secret realms and heaven and earth offered to him.

Zhenxi Zhenjun is a white-haired old man with a kind face. He looks kind and makes elixirs to save people, but in fact it is just an appearance.

Those herbal pills he threw out were just baits. What he really wanted to refine was the elixir of life. To some extent, his power was similar to that of the "Elder Dan" of the Tianqi Sword Palace, but he did not have the self-moral constraints of the "Elder Dan".

At this time, he was standing on a building on the clouds, stroking his beard and looking into the distance.

Some disciples came from far away to report on arrangements such as the "Lingzhuang Dharma Assembly".

This "Spirit Pillar Ceremony" is actually another method used by Zhenxi Zhenjun to attract casual cultivators from the surrounding areas. Those who are blessed can obtain some mysterious energy and sparks locked by the Soul Locking Chain.

Zhenxi Zhenjun listened patiently, then waved his hand, signaling the disciple to go down, and then looked at the other two figures that appeared on the other two sides.

One is graceful and ethereal, dressed in green like a lotus, holding a lotus lantern. She is the "Lady Lantern" conferred in the sect. However, this "lantern" is not "Han Weizi's lantern", but refers to a lower-grade spiritual treasure in Lady Lantern's hand—the Soul-Catching Lantern.

The oil of the lamp is made from the bodies of the strong, and when the lamp is lit, it can attract the strong and bewitch the soul. The better the quality of the paste, the stronger the effect. It is said that if the body of a cultivator in the Xuanhuang realm can be used to refine the lamp paste, then the ignited lamp can also cause damage to cultivators in the same realm.

With this item, Madam Deng has helped Zhenxi Zhenjun to lure people here many times.

At this time, she was quite dusty, obviously she had been called back from afar.

One is a giant whose body is as big as a mountain, ten thousand feet wide and a thousand feet tall. He also holds an official position in the Changfeng Immortal Dynasty, and is a "guardian warrior" whose realm is the Xuanhuang realm.

Zhenxi Zhenjun asked: "How is the investigation going? Did the Emperor Changye really fall?"

Madam Deng hesitated and said, "During this trip, I saw that many sects were wiped out. There were still some young people left, but no one above the level of God Transformation was spared. If Emperor Chang Ye was still alive, how could he allow this demon to be so presumptuous?"

The guard said in a muffled voice, "Perhaps the Emperor is testing our loyalty."

Madam Deng said, "That's because you haven't seen the tragic scene of the destruction of the sects outside."

Zhenxi Zhenjun pondered
He glanced across the distance, wondering whether to go or stay.

If Emperor Chang Ye is really dead, then naturally the monkeys will scatter when the tree falls. But what if he is not dead and is just testing him, what should he do?

He felt that this matter was difficult to handle.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly, Zhenxi Zhenjun felt a strange emotion in his heart. The strange feeling instantly became chilling and made him shudder.

Zhenxi Zhenjun quickly released his spiritual sense, and suddenly all his attention was focused on the ground under his feet.
The world seemed like a painting, with a huge silhouette approaching from behind.

The outline was getting closer.

It's the face!

A man's face!
A face that is bigger than the towering mountain guarding the stakes!
Before Zhenxi Zhenjun could react, he heard a soul-tearing "bang" sound, and the space shattered into a pitch-black hole like the mouth of a giant beast. Black and white snowflake-like fragments of space flew around.

The man's huge face disappeared, turning into a dull outline of an ordinary figure.

Zhenxi Zhenjun's head buzzed and he lost consciousness.

Madam Deng and the strong man guarding the stake were just like ants. The moment they were covered by the "Realm of Great Freedom", their bodies and souls were separated.

This is the "dimensionality reduction attack" of the third realm of Xuanhuang on the second realm.

In the early stage of the third realm, one may only be able to stay in the space turbulence for a short while, but in the later stage, one can stay there for a long time.

It was like a giant deep-sea beast facing a mortal paddling a canoe. It didn't even need to do anything. It just dived into the sea and then suddenly jumped up. The storm and tsunami it brought was enough to kill all those mortals.

Song Yan did not let the three fall into the turbulence of space, but instead held his palm in the realm of great freedom, decomposing, incarnating, speaking and making things happen, with universal wisdom, dying for them, and digesting them in an instant like a dragon.

The turbulence slowly heals.

Lingshu Jingtian Pavilion was in an uproar and the surrounding disciples began to flee.

Five rays of light flashed around Song Yan.

Hua Xiang Gu and Xiao Hanshan helped Song Yan intercept the escaping monks as usual.

Han Lingzi directly spread out a huge spider web-like treasure. This was a spiritual treasure he had searched for in the Changfeng Immortal Dynasty - the Tianluo Secret Spider Web. It had average killing power, but was quite good at trapping and stopping people.

Han Lingzi was originally unable to exert much power from the spiritual treasure, but with the recovery provided by Han Weizi, the "Heavenly Secret Spider Web" was directly spread out, covering an area and entangled hundreds of cultivators.

Xiaobing, together with the two girls, stopped people everywhere.

Song Yan's body moved slightly, then suddenly stopped. He raised his hand and grabbed a green lantern that was about to fall into the space turbulence. He took a look at it, then left Han Weizi in the distance and said, "Sister Wei, this spiritual treasure may be suitable for you, take it."

After saying that, he took a step forward, and the space shook. In an instant, it covered a thousand miles and enveloped more than a dozen monks who were trapped by the Sky-falling Secret Spider Web, and digested them in an instant.

"My dear, you are so awesome!" The female villain Han Lingzi only has Song Yan in her eyes.

Han Weizi caught the green lantern, her beautiful eyes also moving.

She has been with Song Yan for so long that she has gradually begun to understand what kind of person this old weirdo is.

Although the old monster denied it and kept saying that he was only more than two thousand years old, Han Weizi was not a child, so how could he believe it?

The old monster was meticulous, insidious and cunning. You didn't know where he had dug a trap until the last moment. Thirty years ago, he reversed the situation in an instant and killed Chang Yedi when there was no hope of winning. Even now, Han Weizi still couldn't believe it and was shaken. He felt that it was more outrageous than a dream.

Being with an old weirdo like this, Han Weizi doesn't need to use her brain at all.

But she was still afraid.

Because until now the old monster has never talked about his past.

It was nothing at first, but Han Weizi discovered that although the old monster was vicious and cunning, he was by no means a cold-hearted person.

Such an old monster must have a very colorful past.

If you find it in the past.
Old monster, will you abandon them?

Song Yan naturally didn't know the little thoughts of the young ladies. After digesting the monks, he confiscated the sect's treasure house and various storage bags. Then his expression changed slightly and he turned to a blood-colored forbidden stake.
Logically speaking, he could have taken control of these forbidden stakes after the death of Emperor Chang Ye, and thus control the entire Western Ming Realm.

But he didn't do that.

Not only that, he also destroyed these forbidden stakes one by one.

The soul-locking imprisonment will make the cultivators in this environment recover very slowly, but the master of this formation can mobilize the locked profound energy at will and remain invincible.

But how could Song Yan use something of unknown origin?
If he exhausted his strength to refine it, there was no guarantee that the master who set up this formation would take away the formation in an instant, turning him into a clown in an instant. However, perhaps at the end, this time Song Yan did not destroy it, but thought for a moment and threw this blood-colored forbidden stake into the storage space.

As for where to go next, he has already thought about it.

He wanted to go to the Rusty Sword and Blood Abyss and wait and see what happened.

With such a big change happening in the Western Netherworld, it will definitely attract some cultivators to observe. When the time comes, he will just change his identity and follow the organization to the new place.

But before that, he had to do one more thing, because the incarnation he left in the Rusty Sword Blood Abyss had obtained some information.

Next year
The ancient bronze boat with three cranes stopped in the sky above the Western Netherworld. Ming Ruyin cast her spiritual consciousness towards the earth below. She was stunned for a moment. She hurriedly contacted Emperor Chang Ye, but there was no response.

She continued to go deeper into the land and arrived at the palace of the Changfeng Immortal Dynasty, only to find that the palace had been looted long ago. There were still many scattered cultivators of extremely low realms looting and plundering inside. Some of them were even prying bricks because they could not find any treasures.

Ming Ruyin raised his hand and grabbed a casual cultivator, searched through his cause and effect, and then showed a look of surprise and doubt.

"Demon? Where does the demon come from?"

"Could it be that the Bai family is here?"

'Is the Emperor Chang Ye dead, or is he hiding, or is he up to some other trick?'

After a little thought, she quickly took out the Guanchen Jade Disk, put her two fingers together, touched her own forehead, and took out a strand of cause and effect and dropped it on the jade disk.

The front of the Guanchen Jade Disk shows some of her past, while the back begins to present recent scenes of the Changye Emperor according to her wishes.

Everything is normal in the scene, showing that the Emperor Chang Ye has set up forbidden stakes, constructed a soul-locking chain, and acted arrogantly.
Ming Ruyin watched quietly, the doubts in her heart growing more and more serious.

Because it's too normal.

What Emperor Chang Ye did was completely within her expectations and was quite stable.

The entire Western Underworld was also completely controlled by him step by step through the forbidden stakes, which could be said to be a true one-man show.

Ming Ruyin even felt that if she came to such a Western Ming Territory and fought against Emperor Chang Ye, she might not be his opponent, because this land was completely filled with the aura of tyranny, and Emperor Chang Ye was completely invincible.

Just as she was thinking about it, she saw the man named Li Xuanchan appear, and saw Emperor Changye looking down from above, condensing his body with the aura of a tyrant thousands of miles away.

Ming Ruyin didn't take it seriously, because in her opinion this was just Emperor Chang Ye exercising suppression again, and this suppression would be no different from the countless times before.

So why did Emperor Chang Ye disappear?

There was a thoughtful look in her eyes.

And at this moment, at a moment when "she thought it was over", Emperor Chang Ye was suddenly entangled by countless ghost hands, and was dragged into the mysterious space along with his world spirit.

The Emperor of Chang Ye disappeared.

Ming Ruyin didn't react for a moment.

She stared at the Guanchen Jade Disk, her head buzzing. She really didn't realize what was happening.

She stayed still for a while.
Suddenly, she turned her head and looked at the man named Li Xuanchan.

He was a black man. His skin was not black, but he looked dark, spooky, eerie, and dangerous.
But, stripping these away, he
Ming Ruyin's pupils shrank, and she exclaimed in her heart: "Wawen curse! Song Yan!"

After shouting these six words, she felt a chill all over her body.

What kind of person not only survived the tug-of-war between two mad saints, but also made Liu Zun almost lose his life just by using the Three Lives Shadow once?
What kind of person can actually utilize the power of Saint Nuwa?

Emperor Chang Ye was killed instantly by Song Yan using the power of Saint Nuwa!
Ming Ruyin's eyes turned, and she inexplicably felt that her life was in danger.

She couldn't possibly be a match for a being that could manipulate the power of Saint Nuwa to kill people.

If it was someone else, she might think it was a coincidence, but Song Yan was a man whose previous life was so terrifying that even Liu Zun could not figure him out. Whatever happened to him was definitely not a coincidence.

Snapped.
She couldn't help but take half a step back, and her shoe kicked a small stone, which spun around and hit a half-broken brick next to it.

There was only one thought left in her mind: "Don't confront Song Yan. Hide first and wait for the two Ning family members to come. Watch and see what happens. Sow discord when necessary."

"No, no, let's run away first. This matter is beyond my ability to solve."

'A monster that can harness the power of a saint can kill me instantly.'

Just then, footsteps were heard behind her.

The footsteps were undisguised, approaching her step by step with calmness and arrogance, and then stopped behind her.

Ming Ruyin didn't even use her spiritual sense to scan, but turned her head mechanically. Then she saw the darkness and saw the man in black smiling at her.

The man smiled happily, his teeth were sharp, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, his lips opened, and he asked jokingly: "Did you see everything?"

Ming Ruyin hasn't felt fear for a long time.

But at this moment, she felt her heart stop.

She was clearly here to set up a plan, to play cat and mouse with Song Yan, but why, at this moment, did she feel like she had become the mouse?

Bang! !

Without even saying a word, she turned around and took a step forward, but before she went far, she felt a huge force coming at her head from the opposite space.

She was horrified and raised her hand to push away a huge seal. The seal turned over and it whistled as if the entire world was pushed out, causing the space here to shatter.

This is not over yet, the bottom of the seal suddenly opened up, turning into a bloody mouth with sharp fangs, and a fishy smell filled the air. This is her world spirit - Fangtian Beast.

Before, she used this suddenly appearing giant mouth to swallow half of the body of the ghost cultivator named Mo Chen who came from the Qingming Chamber of Commerce headquarters, and directly decided the victory and defeat, and life and death.

However, this time, it won’t happen.

Before she had completely handed over the Fang Tian Beast in her hand, her pupils had already constricted, and she almost screamed in fear!
Because a small white hand suddenly appeared around the black man!

As soon as the little hand appeared, Fang Tianshou was so frightened that he quickly closed his mouth.

Ming Ruyin also withdrew all his strength and looked at the falling hand opposite with despair.

She could feel that the other person's realm was actually higher than hers!
This was almost like a dream. You have to know that when Song Yan was still in Tianqi Sword Palace, he had just entered the first level of Xuanhuang, and to surpass her, he would have to be at least in the late third level of Xuanhuang.

But what she was afraid of was not the big hand, but the small white hand next to the big hand.

One of them attacked with a force like thunder, while the other one retracted his attack in mid-air.

The results are obvious.
Song Yan’s big hand grabbed Ming Ruyin’s neck.

Ming Ruyin was delighted when she saw the white hand disappear, thinking that the other party had held back on purpose, and hurriedly said, "We can talk."

"Okay."

Song Yan grinned grimly, then clenched his five fingers and released a burst of strength. He always felt that "talking during a battle is equivalent to farting. Whoever takes the fart seriously is a fool."

boom!
Ming Ruyin only felt that his body and soul were loosening, and his whole body's ten percent strength was instantly reduced by thirty percent.

Song Yan didn't expect that he couldn't kill Ming Ruyin.

Ming Ruyin struggled hurriedly, but Song Yan looked down at her and said gently, "Don't resist. I killed you just now if I wanted to."

After saying that, Song Yan attacked with all his strength again.

boom!
Another shock.

Ming Ruyin felt as if her body was falling apart.

She suddenly raised her head and saw the greedy look on the opposite side, who wanted to eat her up. Suddenly she understood: "You wanted to eat me, so you didn't use the power of Saint Nuwa to deal with me!"

Song Yan knew that "she didn't know that he couldn't actively use the power of Saint Wa, and could only passively predict the opponent's attack and use the secret technique of death substitution in advance." If not, wouldn't he have been invincible long ago?
The correct way to deal with him is to attack and defend at the same time. Don't be scared by the white hand, because as long as you don't attack the white hand, there will be no problem. And wait until the white hand disappears around him, and then attack immediately, he will not have time to call "Wa Sheng" again.

"you misunderstood."

Song Yan smiled frankly and said, "I don't want to eat you, I just want you to give up resisting, otherwise I wouldn't control my strength so much."

After saying this, he prepared to attack with all his strength again.

And at this moment, something unexpected happened to everyone.

A sharp blade tore through the void and fell from the sky, emitting divine light in all directions, but also mixed with the seven emotions and six desires of the world that disturbed people's minds. The end of the light was between Song Yan's eyebrows.

But the light stopped half a meter away from Song Yan's eyebrows.

Behind the light, a cold and stern figure in linen clothes slowly emerged. Her snow-white toes were faintly visible in her straw sandals. The little feet stepped closer and stopped in front of Song Yan.

The hand was controlling the flying sword, and the eyes were staring at Song Yan coldly.

Ming Ruyin looked at Ning Yunmiao in astonishment, who was supposed to arrive fifteen years later. She really didn't understand why Ning Yunmiao arrived so early?
Is this person traveling through the void?
So, is Ning Daozhen here?

She looked left and right.

Ning Yunmiao said: "Grandpa hasn't arrived yet."

As she spoke, her eyes were on Song Yan, looking at the black, ghostly, terrifying man whose temperament was completely different from before.

When their eyes met, scenes from the past naturally emerged in their minds.

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"If I ever find out that you've been secretly practicing these evil things, I will personally kill you no matter where you run to!"

"Junior brother, I will never touch these things."

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"Senior sister is here, it's okay, just eat slowly, and leave the rest to me."

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"Sister, this treasure hunt is the happiest one in my life. I have never felt so relaxed."

"Why don't you call me ma'am?"

"I was so brave that I dared to pester you. Now that I have calmed down, I am afraid that if I continue to yell, Senior Sister will be angry."

"Scream."

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"There is no good or evil in the law, only people. You practice evil in order to survive, and I don't blame you. If I can see you again in a hundred years, I hope to see a good swordsman with a righteous spirit."

"Junior brother knows."

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Not far away, Han Weizi clenched her hands nervously. Her woman's intuition made her see "her husband's past" in the female cultivator who was pointing her sword at her husband.

The situation she feared most finally happened.

Han Lingzi ran forward, stood beside Song Yan, and glared fiercely at Ning Yunmiao opposite her. There was still the bloody smell of killing around her, and she didn't look like a good person at all.

As for Xiao Hanshan, let alone Hua Xiang Gu.

However, these many villains were standing behind Song Yan, staring at the female cultivator opposite who was bathed in the sunlight.

"I'm not sure if you're willing to come back, but if Grandpa comes, you'll have no choice. So, I came here early just to tell you that you can either come back to Tianqi Sword Palace with me or leave quickly."

Ning Yunmiao spoke, but the sword pointing at Song Yan's forehead did not loosen at all. It was obvious that these words were not based on Song Yan's current situation. She was just expressing why she had come early.

(End of this chapter)