Chapter 329: Return

"..."

And at this moment, looking at Zhou Ji, who was relaxed and indifferent on the clouds, Ao Zhongdu felt an indescribable and inexplicable feeling in his heart.

His eyebrows wrinkled and wrinkled in secret, wanting to speak but stopping.

The enemies in the Pan-Snake Supreme Treasure Cauldron, no matter which one, were not easy to deal with.

Just a single Liu Tuo from the Shenyu Sect could entangle him, Ao Zhongdu!

And although the old Daoist's means were extraordinary.

From the moment he appeared, he easily broke the Six Yin Turbid Stagnation Mixed Light Array, which could be seen.

But to say that in just a short moment, he could kill all the enemies in this Pan-Snake Supreme Treasure Cauldron, as easily as crushing ants, without much effort.

Regarding this point.

Ao Zhongdu was skeptical in his heart and dared not make any judgment...

Looking at the Nine Provinces and Four Seas.

Among the Pure Yang realm, there are not many who have the ability to do the scene just now.

In Ao Zhongdu's impression, it can be counted on one hand, or even fewer.

And an old Daoist with an unknown origin, whose reputation Ao Zhongdu had never heard of before, could do this, comparable to those great figures with illustrious names.

This point.

No matter how one thinks about it, it is full of strangeness.

"Is it a secret method that hurts the enemy a thousand and damages oneself eight hundred? Or some powerful Dao artifact?"

Ao Zhongdu suspiciously opened his Dharma eye between his eyebrows, secretly sizing up Zhou Ji, but saw only a deep darkness.

As if under that skin, there was no flesh and blood, just a deep vortex, magical and distant, impossible to name!

This made Ao Zhongdu frown secretly, knowing this was the old Daoist's concealment method, but at the same time, he couldn't see his origin even more.

"With this little bit of Dao practice, you still want to uncover your Zhou Ye's background?"

Ao Zhongdu's movements couldn't escape Zhou Ji's eyes.

He smiled triumphantly in his heart, but still endured not showing any abnormality on his face, still maintaining a relaxed and indifferent demeanor, just shaking his head and saying:

"With this old man here, it is enough to deal with it, fellow Daoist, please return."

"This..."

Ao Zhongdu hesitated for a moment upon hearing this.

Escorting Chen Hang back to Mount Jinting was his grandfather Ao Yan's intention.

The old Daoist saying this made him feel a bit hesitant in his heart.

And just as Ao Zhongdu was considering his words, a sound transmission rang in his ear.

After hearing the instructions, Ao Zhongdu didn't hesitate anymore, looked at Zhou Ji, cupped his hands, and said:

"Your Excellency, please do as you wish."

Zhou Ji smiled, didn't say much, just nodded at Chen Hang with a smile, then shook his sleeves, bursting out a powerful and inexplicable force, like ten thousand mountains falling, shaking the Pan-Snake Supreme Treasure Cauldron that separated the inner and outer heaven and earth until it stumbled!

And when the bell sound echoed through the mysterious dome, the clouds in the sky were also swept away, stirring the seawater to explode layer by layer, reaching hundreds of feet high!

After all the movements subsided and dissipated.

Zhou Ji and Chen Hang had already disappeared from the heaven and earth inside the cauldron, where were their figures?

"This trip was in vain... but being able to see this excitement can be considered a profit!"

Ao Zhongdu shook his head, grabbed a dragon-coiled cloud-touching stick in his hand.

He took a deep breath, shook his shoulders, shouted in a low voice, and his blood energy soared.

He was about to learn from Zhou Ji's actions just now, shaking the Pan-Snake Supreme Treasure Cauldron open, so that he and the Dragon tribe could escape from the heaven and earth inside the cauldron.

But he only saw a ray of brilliance passing through the heaven and earth inside the cauldron, its color moist like jade, clear and deep.

After the light passed.

Ao Zhongdu and the water tribe were also nowhere to be seen, having been moved back to the Dragon Palace.

And at this moment, the master behind the Pan-Snake Supreme Treasure Cauldron also seemed to perceive some abnormality, suspiciously pinched the formula, and urged the treasure cauldron from afar, wanting to make it return to the South Sea Python tribe.

However, this treasure cauldron had just flown into the air, and before it could leap over a hundred feet,

A giant hand suddenly stretched out from afar, like holding a chicken egg, holding it firmly in its palm.

In the distant clouds, only the Daoist Lord Taiwen Wen Miao Cheng, who had returned, smiled slightly and said:

"It is often said that those who see it have a share, so this Daoist will not be polite!"

After speaking.

He was not polite, stuffed the Pan-Snake Supreme Treasure Cauldron, which was still struggling, into his sleeves, and then bowed to the direction of the South Sea Lu tribe from afar, smiling embarrassedly:

"Old brother, I just borrowed it to play with for a while because I saw something I liked, don't get angry. After a month, this object will naturally be returned to its original owner."

After saying this sentence.

Without waiting for any reply from the South Sea Lu tribe.

Daoist Lord Taiwen Wen Miao Cheng shook his sleeves and disappeared on his own...

At this moment.

The thunderclouds that covered the entire East Sea territory finally dissipated slowly.

The sky returned to clarity, and the sun was auspicious.

And within the Nine Provinces and Four Seas, those Pure Yang True Lords who were startled by the Universe Thunder Pool cast their gazes to the East Sea, but only saw a scene of peace and tranquility without wind and rain.

They couldn't help but have their eyes flicker, their faces moved slightly.

"There must be something strange about this... The confrontation between the virtuous ancestors is truly mysterious!"

Inside the Xiaoming Great Marsh, the Danfu Hall Master, who looked like a young Daoist wearing a carefree scarf, shook his head when he saw this.

He felt dejected in his heart, sighed and said:

"It's just that I don't know if I can still have that one line of opportunity to merge with the Dao in this life..."

At the same moment, South Sea Python tribe.

Sensing that he had completely lost control of the Pan-Snake Supreme Treasure Cauldron.

The Python tribe leader, wearing fine clothes and a high crown, finally lost his composure, sweat appearing on his temples.

This cauldron was a heavy weapon refined by the Python tribe when they were prosperous in the ancient times.

It was only because he was the current Python tribe leader and occupied the great righteousness of this identity that he could barely make the Pan-Snake Supreme Treasure Cauldron listen to his orders.

But if he wanted to control it freely, or even refine it.

With his current Dao practice, that would undoubtedly be a daydream.

And the reason why the Python tribe leader was able to ascend to the position of tribe leader was actually due to the legacy of his predecessors and his bloodline origin.

If it were about cultivation, it was not very high.

It was just that after the internal and external troubles of the South Sea demon tribes were initially settled back then, the situation was turbulent, and the Python tribe urgently needed to push someone to the front to ease the situation and stop internal conflicts from intensifying.

And after thinking about it.

Only the old man's identity was the most suitable, not contradicting the positions of all parties in the Python tribe.

And the old man happened to get Chen Yushu's help back then, bringing in this powerful foreign aid to suppress the situation.

Under various coincidences.

The old man was able to ascend to the position of Python tribe leader and become the head of a tribe.

And after he took office, he carefully mediated among all parties, borrowed strength to fight, and had several good offspring with extraordinary aptitude.

Only then did he gradually regain some real power in the tribe from the mouths of all parties.

No longer an empty shell, truly having the prestige of a tribe leader!

But the Pan-Snake Supreme Treasure Cauldron was extraordinary.

This object was the luck-suppressing object of the Python tribe, and for the twenty-four demon cultivation tribes of the South Sea, in the current situation, it must not be lost!

If this cauldron were lost...

Thinking of this.

The Python tribe leader was inevitably at a loss, falling into panic.

Just as he suppressed many thoughts, gritted his teeth, and wanted to pick up the golden arrow on the table to invite the South Sea tribes to discuss matters in the Golden Hall, he was interrupted by a light cough.

The Python tribe leader looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a young man with deer horns standing in the corner of the hall at some point.

The young man's eyes were like golden suns, his skin like jade and snow, and the demonic qi on his body was extremely faint, hidden within his shell, as if it were there or not.

But it gave people an extremely terrifying feeling, extremely turbid and evil!

As if as long as the demonic qi was released, it would immediately rush to the bullfight, bring up boundless bloody wind and evil rain, invade the mountains and rivers, and stir up tens of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains into terror!

"Great Sage Tianxuan?"

The Python tribe leader saw that the Great Sage Tianxuan had actually appeared here, couldn't help but be overjoyed, hurriedly took a few steps forward, ran down the steps, and bowed:

"What kind of immortal wind blew the Great Sage here? Please take a seat in the elegant garden, I have obtained an immortal brew recently, and I am just about to ask the Great Sage to taste it!"

The young man wore a water fairy robe, his sleeves fluttering, and there was a little white hair on his temples, just like a scholarly and elegant scholar, with an extraordinary demeanor.

But when those golden eyes looked over, the Python tribe leader was terrified, cold sweat streaming down.

Almost unable to stand still, about to collapse to the ground.

"Immortal brew is unnecessary, I came here today just to tell you a piece of news."

Great Sage Tianxuan glanced at the trembling Python tribe leader, didn't be polite, walked straight to the main seat and sat down, shaking his head:

"It was at Chen Yushu's request."

"..."

The Python tribe leader didn't dare to speak upon hearing this, fear in his heart.

Nowadays, the demon cultivators of Xudu Heaven no longer have the momentum of the ancient times. Since that Xuanji Tianzun ruled the world, they have been constantly suppressed and gradually lost their momentum.

And after the eight sects and six sects took over the power of ruling the world, their treatment of demon cultivators continued the Xuanji Tianzun's strategy, and even went further.

To this day.

The twenty-four demon cultivation tribes of the South Sea can only barely survive by relying on some foundations.

Compared to before, it can be said that they are living cautiously.

And the Great Sage Tianxuan before him is one of the true foundations of the demon cultivators!

If the Great Sage Tianxuan of the Lu tribe were displeased, his position as Python tribe leader would likely be suspended!

At this moment.

Seeing the Python tribe leader's careful appearance, Great Sage Tianxuan shook his head:

"Although Chen Yushu has ulterior motives, we demon cultivators also received many favors from him back then, especially you... If he speaks, it is hard for you to refuse, this is not surprising, I have no intention of blaming you."

The Python tribe leader was relieved:

"Thank you, Great Sage, for your grace!"

"I came here today just to inform you that your tribe's Pan-Snake Supreme Treasure Cauldron is not lost, it was just borrowed by someone..."

Great Sage Tianxuan's voice paused slightly, then continued, expressionless:

"It was borrowed by someone, wait for a month, this cauldron will naturally return to your Python tribe, no need to invite the tribes to discuss matters, just wait with peace of mind."

"I understand."

Although the Python tribe leader didn't know why, he still bowed respectfully and said yes.

And when he looked up again, he saw that the main seat was already empty.

Great Sage Tianxuan didn't know when he had left, having long since disappeared.

"The troops of the four tribes, it seems they all folded in the East Sea, and the Pan-Snake Supreme Treasure Cauldron... what kind of calculation is this?"

Looking at the empty hall, after a long silence, thinking of the Python tribe generals sent to the East Sea, and a trusted minister who was his confidant and could be entrusted with the aftermath.

The Python tribe leader finally couldn't hold back the depression in his heart, punched the jade table, furious, and shouted:

"Chen Yushu, you are truly a disaster star!"

Green forests, clear qi hitting people.

Spring sounds and bird calls, cloud shadows and sky light.

And the mountains are winding and undulating, another scene of deep mountain scenery different from the sea scenery, making people intoxicated.

After Chen Hang was slightly dazed, the world before his eyes had quietly changed.

And the old Daoist disguised by Zhou Ji was sitting on a large blue stone, his Daoist robe fluttering, his demeanor peaceful, a scene of transcendence.

And before Chen Hang could speak, Zhou Ji had already raised his hand slightly, stopping Chen Hang's bowing action.

"This old man has never cared about worldly etiquette, no need to be like this."

While his body was supported by a gentle force, Chen Hang also heard Zhou Ji say indifferently:

"The scene just now, you should have a count in your heart."

Chen Hang was silent for a moment, nodded slightly:

"Chen Yushu... to make such a scene, and it was for me, besides him, it is hard to have anyone else."

Since the array was broken by Zhou Ji, Chen Hang also

He saw the enemies blocking the way in the cauldron, and Ao Zhongdu and Zhou Ji, who were in a standoff with them.

However, after only a few breaths, a booming sound suddenly arose from an infinitely distant place; the void churned as if boiling, and the earth and sky grew dark!

It was as if the entire universe were about to be infected and turned into a world of thunder, chilling one to the bone!

And only a few breaths after the thunderous roar faded.

Those who had come to block the way suddenly exploded into blood mist, dying miserable deaths.

Afterward, Chen Hang was also swept up by the large sleeve of Zhou Ji and brought to this territory.

Thinking it over.

The reason for this...

At this moment, Chen Hang suddenly performed a formal bow:

"I do not know which True Person of the Yuchen Sect you are, senior; may I ask for your honorable name?"

Zhou Ji glanced at him, feeling slightly surprised, and laughed softly: "You brat are quite clever, not bad! This old man..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a rumbling thunderous sound echoed faintly in his ears!

Startled, Zhou Ji hurriedly sat up straight, obediently swallowing the words he had intended to say.

"The one protecting you today is not this old man, but someone else.

That person wishes to take you as a disciple, but wants to test your character, and due to various reasons, it is not convenient to take you into the sect just yet..."

Having received the warning at this time.

Zhou Ji did not dare to speak nonsense, and only honestly followed instructions:

"Chen Hang, you must absolutely not rely on your status after hearing this and become arrogant; there is an ugly truth that this old man must say first.

If you lose your ambition later on, you will become someone without destiny, and all matters of life, death, fortune, and misfortune will have nothing to do with that person.

Do you understand the meaning of this...?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Hang could not help but raise his head, his gaze flickering slightly.

Even though he had been prepared when he first spoke.

Hearing these words clearly now, he still could not help but feel his heart surge.

But in just a fleeting moment, he forcibly suppressed his various thoughts and exhaled a breath.

He only stepped back a few paces, slowly raised his sleeves, performed a formal bow, and said solemnly:

"I will certainly keep your words in mind, senior!"

Seeing his solemn face, Zhou Ji coughed lightly; although his throat was itching and he wanted to say more, he did not dare to be overly presumptuous. He simply handed an object to Chen Hang and then moved his sleeve, sending Chen Hang away.

And the instant Chen Hang's figure disappeared.

A divine thunderbolt suddenly struck down from the sky!

It struck Zhou Ji, who was sitting peacefully on the bluestone, leaving him covered in dirt and smoke, no longer resembling his former immortal, transcendent self.

"What did I say? I hadn't even said anything yet! How can you strike for this!"

Zhou Ji climbed up with lowered eyes, patted the dust off his body, and while remaining calm on the surface, he cursed incessantly in his heart:

"You old wretch, the day you pass away, I will truly have to be careful about the offerings on your grave!"

And in another place.

It was just a fleeting moment of dizziness, and when Chen Hang steadied his figure.

Several miles in front of him, a towering mountain stood between heaven and earth, connecting to the clouds above and supporting the earth below, extremely magnificent and spectacular!

If it was not Jin Tingshan, then where else could it be?

"I'm back..."

Chen Hang glanced at Jin Tingshan, then cast his gaze toward the object Zhou Ji had just gifted him, recalling his words from earlier.

A surge of heroic spirit welled up in his heart, and he felt deeply moved.

He still remembered when he first came to this Changying Lower Courtyard, he was still an unknown Foundation Establishment cultivator.

It was entirely thanks to Junyao's kindness that he could enter the courtyard to cultivate, and in the shadows, he was often mocked by others.

But this time upon returning, he was going to participate in the Four Courtyards Grand Competition and become one of the Top Ten Disciples.

To formally enter the Yuchen Sect and become a true Yuchen disciple!

"Xiaoming Great Marsh, it seems I am finally destined to revisit that old place..."

After a long silence.

Chen Hang gripped the object in his hand tightly, laughed aloud, and suddenly transformed into a streak of sword light, shooting into the sky and disappearing in an instant.

No longer as a lowly prisoner or the son of some demonic thief.

This time, he would enter the Xiaoming Great Marsh as one of the Top Ten leaders, walking in with dignity to return to that world of spiritual treasures!

This time.

He would ensure no one could ever criticize him again!

Unity

(End of chapter)