In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

"So..." Ye Fan's voice trembled, as if he had remembered something.

"At that time, the Great Thunder Temple had not collapsed, so the Crocodile Ancestor should not have been able to be born. However, he was an ancient Great Sage. Over the long years, the seal loosened, and perhaps he had some unknown means to escape and have a wisp of his divine consciousness reside in Li Xiaoman's body."

Lu Yao never expected that even though he prevented everyone from leaving the coffin, he still couldn't escape the clutches of the Crocodile Ancestor.

"Buddha said that one can become a Buddha by laying down the butcher's knife, or one can become a Buddha by shedding the demonic fetus. Perhaps after being suppressed by Shakyamuni for a long time, Crocodile Ancestor understood Buddhist principles and is now guiding Li Xiaoman to go to the Western Desert."

"The ancestor of crocodiles?"

"It is a demon at the Great Sage level, known as a Demon Saint. The next step is to step into the Emperor Realm. The bloodline that Pang Bo inherited is at least at this level."

Such a person is unpredictable; even if Li Xiaoman were just an ordinary person, Lü Yao would still fall for her tricks.

"Why did Jue Youqing keep Li Xiaoman by his side instead of having the old monk from the Western Desert suppress the Crocodile Ancestor's divine consciousness?"

Ye Fan guessed:

"It is possible that the sentient being discovered this wisp of divine consciousness and had designs on it, after all, it had a connection with Shakyamuni."

Or perhaps Li Xiaoman hid herself very well, and was only seen as a person with Buddhist nature, whom Jue Youqing wanted to take as a follower.

Upon hearing Ye Fan's guess, Lü Yao felt that the former was unlikely.

The monks of Mount Sumeru viewed Shakyamuni as a demon and were extremely resistant to him. Would they actively plot anything related to Shakyamuni?

He frowned slightly, thinking of Li Xiaoman's cultivation of the Devouring Heaven Demon Art in the original work. Could it be that she has already become involved with Hua Yunfei?

Did she and Hua Yunfei covet the essence of the Western Bodhisattva Jueyouqing? Or did Jueyouqing want to convert her?

If it's the former, would Hua Yunfei have also come to Zhongzhou? Logically speaking, he's only at the fourth level now, so he shouldn't dare to covet the origin of sentient beings, but perhaps he's coveting the origin of the monks of the Western Desert.

"Could it be that you still have feelings for Li Xiaoman?"

Lu Yao met Ye Fan during his sophomore year of college and naturally witnessed their relationship. He was also familiar with Li Xiaoman.

This woman rarely went out with Ye Fan to meet his friends or hang out together.

"No, that's all in the past." Ye Fan has dated other women; he's not a man who's hung up on one woman.

"Where do we go next?" Ye Fan asked.

"Enter the Qinling Mountains and continue searching for the Qin Clan, cultivating as you go."

Those weapons sold for over 900,000 jin of Origin. Ye Fan received over 200,000 jin, and the other person received 700,000 jin, enough for the two of them to complete their current cultivation and advance to the next secret realm.

Moreover, Lü Yao still had some resources given to him by the ruthless lineage, totaling about 80,000 jin.

It's a good time to cultivate myself properly in the Qinling Mountains for a while before returning to the Eastern Wilderness to seize opportunities.

Moreover, the Yao Guang Holy Land should have reacted by now and wouldn't stand idly by while being hunted down by the older generation.

There is a high chance that an equal will step forward, and then I will only have to face cultivators of the same level from the Ji family.

"it is good."

For a whole day, the two of them inquired about the Qin Clan both inside and outside the city. Many of the reports seemed dubious and needed to be verified one by one.

The next day, when Lü Yao saw Ye Fan again, he found him absent-minded.

"What happened?" Lu Yao asked.

"I want to return to the Eastern Wilderness."

"Why so suddenly?"

Ye Fan said worriedly, "I learned yesterday that the nineteenth generation descendant of the Azure Emperor appeared in the northern region of Zhongzhou some time ago. I am worried about Pang Bo and want to go and rescue him."

What's going on? Shouldn't the nineteenth-generation descendant of the Azure Emperor be focused on suppressing Pang Bo's soul and cultivating diligently in the Azure Dragon King's small world?

But given the feelings between Pang Bo and Ye Fan, Lü Yao naturally wouldn't object: "Be careful and stay safe."

"it is good."

Ye Fan left, changed his appearance, and returned to the Eastern Wilderness with the help of the domain gate.

Lü Yao left the city, preparing to re-enter the Qinling Mountains.

He looked at the Qinling Mountains in the distance, stretching endlessly like a giant beast lying on the horizon, with dragon energy surging and rosy light blooming from time to time, interspersed with dark yin energy, which was truly oppressive.

"Come out." Lu Yao suddenly stopped and looked at a certain place behind him.

A masked man in a black cloak suddenly emerged from the void: "You actually managed to detect me?"

"Who are you? You've been following me since the Hundred Flowers Stone Workshop," Lü Yao said indifferently.

He noticed it as soon as he left the stone archway, disappeared for a while, and then reappeared today.

"Two teenagers can casually pull out 20,000 jin of Origin, could they be from some ancient sect?" The black-robed man's voice was deep and muffled, clearly altered by divine power, and his divine sense was also ethereal and difficult to discern.

A cultivator's body can change, and their appearance can change, so one way to identify a person is to recognize their spiritual aura. Profound transformation techniques can even alter spiritual aura.

"Where I come from seems to have little to do with you, but you're hiding your face, so you're not a good person."

Lu Yao shook his head. The same plot happened last time. He casually killed the son of a powerful figure, and the Ji family sent people to guard the various domain gates just to wait for him. Could it be another son of an emperor this time?

A sliver of white holy light slowly flashed in Lü Yao's eyes, and fragments of order emerged deep within his pupils. With his holy eye activated, he saw through the true face of the man in black robes.

"Enough with the nonsense. Since you can produce 20,000 jin of source material, you must have quite a bit more on hand. 500,000 jin of source material—that's a good deal to buy my life, isn't it?"

The black-robed man's body surged with divine power, and a small bell, no bigger than a palm, flew out from his sea of ​​consciousness. It was pitch black, with mysterious Dao patterns branded on its surface, and a dark, gloomy mist sprayed out from it.

Clearly, this is a Netherworld artifact, and the cultivator who refined it is probably no good person.

"You're not strong enough," Lü Yao said calmly.

The Dao Palace Secret Realm robbed me? Did they think I was one of the Thirteen Great Bandits of the Northern Region?

"You little beast, you dare to be so arrogant without the protection of your family elders." The black-robed man's face was ashen. How dare a mere second-level cultivator speak like that?

His black bell hovered in front of him, swaying gently, but without making a sound.

However, a vast and dark aura surged forth from the bottom of the bell, like ocean waves, surging towards Lü Yao in layers. Wherever it passed, the vegetation withered instantly, turning into a pool of black water.

Clearly, this black mist is filled with ominousness and curses.

"His divine power is weak; he's just a rogue cultivator," Lü Yao said softly.

Fortunately, Ye Fan left, otherwise he would have been devastated.

Lu Yao didn't waste any words. This person, though seemingly of high cultivation, was actually quite superficial and not even as good as that knight from the Ji family.

"brush!"

A holy and blazing white light flashed by, and the black mist, as if encountering its natural enemy, was purified.

"Sizzle!"

Like snow meeting the sun, all the black mist vanished from the world in an instant, and the small bell, swept by the holy light, cracked with a "crack".

The mysterious man in black robes was terrified at the sight. He staggered backward and tried to run away.

Upon seeing this, Lü Yao unleashed another beam of holy light, freezing the figure in mid-air.

Then the gourd flew out of the sea of ​​wheels and hovered in mid-air. The gourd's mouth, like a black hole, faced the mysterious man in black robes. Divine power surged, and a suction force that devoured the heavens and the earth came with a "hum".

"No, please spare me! Senior, I know I was wrong."

The man in black robes screamed repeatedly, calling a Dao Palace Second Level cultivator "senior," but Lü Yao did not let him go.

The black-robed man's body shrank smaller and smaller until he was sucked into the gourd.

Lu Yao did not kill him, but merely suppressed him.

In his eyes, the true appearance of the black-robed man was completely revealed; he was not human at all, but a ferocious bird like a hawk.

We can use it for barbecues later.

However, Lü Yao did not continue towards the Qinling Mountains. His hand, still radiating holy light, suddenly slammed his giant palm, surrounded by flames, towards the void to the right.

At the same time, a crack appeared there, and a divine light shot out, striking towards his head.