I picked up the scattered attributes

However, there was one more thing that made Feng Xia somewhat concerned:

"The Black Emperor once appeared during the Lingyun era, but he encountered the Lingyun National Preceptor, who was elusive and rarely seen... cast the Nine Lotus Heavenly Heart Prison on him?"

It should be noted that, to date, only Feng Xia has mastered the Dao Heart Divine Power.

There is only one of its kind!

It wasn't that Feng Xia didn't want to teach others, but even if he patiently explained, the others simply wouldn't understand.

"The Grand Preceptor of Lingyun actually learned my Dao Heart Divine Power? Or perhaps..." Feng Xia blinked, then suddenly thought of another possibility, "At some point in the future, through the mysterious power of the Heavenly Pattern Ancient Street, I traveled back to the Lingyun era, and then, incidentally, cosplayed as the Grand Preceptor of Lingyun?"

Strictly speaking, this possibility is not nonexistent.

Since he has already traveled through time and space once, witnessing and even participating in history seven hundred years ago, it is obviously not unacceptable for a similar situation to happen again.

The only thing Feng Xia couldn't understand was...

If I were to travel to the Lingyun Era at some point in the future, I should be able to simply activate the second form of the Dao Heart Divine Power and deliver a devastating blow to the Black Emperor.

Why did the Grand Preceptor Lingyun activate the first move?

“That would mean…” Feng Xia suddenly thought of another possibility, “The Black Emperor may have encountered the real Lingyun National Preceptor, and this real Lingyun National Preceptor can indeed become my fellow Daoist. He actually learned one of my Dao Heart Divine Abilities and used it to tear open the Black Emperor’s old Dao Heart wounds, almost completely turning this great emperor into an idiot!”

The Grand Preceptor Lingyun truly deserves to be called one of the most brilliant and talented individuals of the ancient era!

The Dao Heart Divine Power is something that others cannot understand or learn. Even the Black Emperor, after studying it for three thousand years, only managed to find a way to break the first form, but never truly mastered the Dao Heart Divine Power.

To date, the Imperial Preceptor Lingyun is the first to have mastered it!

"As expected of the Imperial Preceptor of Lingyun, I really want to meet him!"

For a moment, Feng Xia was filled with excitement and countless thoughts.

Over the years, he had heard too many legends about the Grand Preceptor of Lingyun. It was said that it was thanks to this Grand Preceptor that the Lingyun era was on the verge of collapse, and that a grand plan spanning thousands of years was devised, preserving the spark of hope for the Lingyun Kingdom.

In a sense, the Imperial Preceptor Lingyun did indeed succeed.

Without his planning and dedication, the entire Xuan Yuan World might have been completely swallowed up by the gray fog when the Lingyun Tribulation broke out. There would have been no chaotic yet brilliant Dark Age, no seven hundred years of heroic tragedy, no Xuanwu Kingdom, and none of the things that Feng Xia is protecting now!

Without the National Preceptor Lingyun, there would be no sentient beings in later generations!

What Feng Xia found somewhat regrettable was that even in various ancient legends, and even in the dream cycle of ascending the ladder to heaven, this Lingyun National Preceptor was always elusive and rarely mentioned in detail.

Across the long river of time spanning three thousand years, Feng Xia seemed to be able to see a majestic figure, as imposing as a mountain, standing on the opposite bank of the vast river.

With a few words and a laugh, they established a pattern that would last for three thousand years!

"If I had the chance, I would really like to meet this fellow Daoist."

Feng Xia suddenly shook his head gently, his melancholy completely disappearing. A golden ring-shaped portal opened behind him, revealing a vast, crimson valley on the other side!

Feng Xia stepped into the portal and appeared above Tang Valley.

"Run away, run away, little bird of Tanggu, where can you escape to?"

A sharp light emerged from Feng Xia's eyes. Behind him, a divine wheel, a Dao platform, and a divine palace appeared one after another, magnificent and vast, like a grand celestial palace descending upon Tang Valley.

In the distance, the Primordial Dark Crow, its body as black as ink and wreathed in black flames, had just arrived at full speed.

Upon seeing Feng Xia standing above Tang Valley, Ming Wu's eyes revealed a look of horror.

But when he tried to escape, his body was frozen in place, unable to move an inch.

"Sect Leader Feng, Holy National Preceptor, please withdraw your supernatural powers."

Just then, a towering ancient tree rose slowly from Tang Valley, radiating countless rays of divine light, its growth seemingly capable of piercing the heavens.

Yutani Fuso Sacred Tree!

"This time it was indeed Tang Gu's fault, but I beg the Holy National Preceptor to spare his life. Tang Gu apologizes to Your Excellency on his behalf."

A voice came from the top of the sacred tree.

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Chapter 0765

Fuso sacred tree!

Whether it was the ancient Golden Crow clan from prehistoric times, the later Red Crow clan, or the Nether Crow clan corrupted by the power of the underworld, they were all born from the Fusang Divine Tree.

According to ancient legend, the Fusang Divine Tree is rooted in Tang Valley at one end and connected to Chaos at the other. Long ago, the sun of the Xuan Yuan World rose from here.

Now, as Feng Xia unleashed his power without reservation, the moment the Divine Palace pressed down on the sky, the dormant Fusang Divine Tree in the sealed Tang Valley was finally revived!

"Please, Holy National Preceptor, show mercy!"

An aged voice came from the Fusang Sacred Tree.

Feng Xia looked closely and could see that at the very top of the Fusang tree, there was a desolate space that was difficult to see with the naked eye, in which nine huge coffins lay horizontally.

The figure who spoke at this moment was none other than the Third Elder, one of the elders of the Chiwu clan, who had previously had contact with Feng Xia.

Of course, perhaps today it would be more accurate to call it the Dark Crow.

Besides the third elder of the Netherworld Clan, the other elders of the Netherworld Clan were also in that desolate space. At the same time, the gazes of the Netherworld Clan, like black torches, were all focused on Feng Xia.

Suddenly, pressure arose from nowhere.

"Should I ask my subordinates to show mercy?"

Feng Xia narrowed his eyes, and his powerful divine sense poured out like mercury. The black flames that seemed to have emerged from the underworld could not stop him in the slightest. In the blink of an eye, the entire environment and current situation of Tang Valley were taken into Feng Xia's view.

"you!"

"This guy--"

Within Tang Valley, many of the Netherworld Crows wore angry expressions.

Fengxia's actions at this moment completely disregarded Tanggu's dignity and can be described as a great provocation to Tanggu!

Normally, who would dare to scan Tanggu with their divine sense without concealment or reservation, even penetrating those forbidden areas that were blocked by formations?

In normal circumstances, Feng Xia's actions would undoubtedly be considered a blatant provocation.

"not bad."

Feng Xia saw a familiar figure, and a smile finally appeared on his face.

That was Luo'er, Chi Yanli's maid, now the Taiyin Saintess of Tanggu. Ten years had passed since I last saw her. Luo'er's face had lost some of its childishness and gained a more mature look.

In addition, he also saw a silent figure deep within the desolate space on the Fusang tree.

That figure was Chi Yanli.

Compared to when he was first seen, there are no more ghosts or vengeful spirits attacking Chi Yanli's body now. He seems to have turned into a statue, standing quietly in the depths of that desolate space.

However, Feng Xia could sense another kind of vibrant life force within Chi Yanli's body.

"It seems that the power I secretly injected into him when I left Tanggu has had its intended effect..."

He nodded in satisfaction, then turned his gaze back to Elder Mingwu: "That one sentence... is not enough."

Swah——

He reached out and grabbed at the void with one hand.

One of the five leaders of ASEAN, the demonic bird that was frozen outside Tang Valley, floated over uncontrollably, growing smaller and smaller in mid-air, transforming into a black sparrow, and landed in Feng Xia's palm.

"What...what are you going to do?!"

The crow cried out sharply.

However, no matter how you listen to his voice, it always sounds like he's all bark and no bite.

"The people of Tanggu don't have that much influence."

Feng Xia held the little bird in his palm, a faint smile on his face, and said calmly, "If you want me to show mercy, this reason alone is not enough."

As his five fingers gradually clenched, the voice of the crow that had transformed into a small sparrow choked. In his perception, the surrounding space transformed into an iron wall forged from divine metal, which was slowly and firmly pressing in.

Before long, he will be crushed into a pile of minced meat!

"Hey, you surnamed Feng, don't push your luck!"

Within Tang Valley, the Fusang tree trembled incessantly, its divine light astonishing the world. A terrifying aura suddenly swept towards Feng Xia, accompanied by the Third Elder's furious roar:

"Don't think that Tang Gu is still in the dark about everything you did ten years ago. If it weren't for your past relationship with the Holy Maiden of Taiyin, would you really think that I, Tang Gu, dare not emerge and sweep across this world?"

"Or do you think that Tanggu has been standing still for the past ten years?"

In the Valley of Tang, Luo'er sighed helplessly.

How could the elders of Tanggu not know that a dark crow had become the leader of the ASEAN?

Ultimately, it was just a test.

She had tried to dissuade them many times, but these old birds were very stubborn and wouldn't listen to her advice. In addition, Luo'er vaguely sensed that the elders' thoughts and goals... were not for the Chiwu clan, but neither were they for the Mingwu clan!

Over time, she had no choice but to give up.

The best course of action is to diligently cultivate and strengthen yourself so that you can help the young master as soon as possible.

However, despite having some expectation, Luo'er still did not expect that the second clash between Fengxia and Tanggu would come so quickly and so fiercely, leaving no room for preparation!

"Standing still?"