C113 Doubt
The mansion was not very tall, and the walls were gray in color. The door opened. It was obvious that quite a few experts had entered this place over the years to explore and see if there was any good fortune within.
Meng Xuan frowned and retreated a few steps back. He stared fixedly at the mansion as a look of contemplation appeared in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Su Qian asked for a long time.
Meng Xuan pondered for a moment. "This mansion is not simple."
If his guess was correct, this mansion was the legendary Primal Hut. The master of this massive Niwan Palace had once used his primordial spirit to cultivate inside it. It might contain some scripture to temper the primordial spirit!
"Let's go in and take a look." As Meng Xuan spoke, he brought Su Qian into the manor.
The mansion wasn't that big, and it looked ordinary. However, Meng Xuan could feel the aura of a great Dao from within. It was faint, but real.
The two of them quickly entered the depths. There were traces of human life here. The kitchen and the rooms were all there. There was also a reception room, and the walls were filled with landscape calligraphy and paintings. It was no different from an ordinary family's room in the outside world.
"It's very normal." Su Qian said for a long time, but didn't find anything wrong.
Meng Xuan stepped on the ground and started to measure something. He muttered to himself, "Three feet three inches in the morning armor, six feet three inches in the evening sky …"
Then, Meng Xuan suddenly stood at the bottom of a stone pillar, slapping his hands against it. Accompanying his rhythm, the stone pillar gradually lit up, and a scripture appeared on top of it!
The golden symbols flickered and shone densely as they were engraved on the stone pillar.
"Hmm, has it been opened before?" Meng Xuan discovered that he had already opened the scripture three times. One of them looked very similar to him. It was the work of the demon carp!
The demon carp must have come here to investigate!
Meng Xuan then looked at the scripture and a few large words appeared on his head — "The Great Way of the Soul Shattering Scripture"!
This was a technique to refine the origin soul. When the origin soul left the body, it would travel through the void and become immortal. However, the process of cultivation was very painful. One had to first shatter the soul, and then ensure that the soul would not perish. In the later stages, lightning would be drawn into the body.
"The ability to cultivate the origin soul is to first turn the origin soul into an ancient well, then degenerate it into a soul pool, then nurture the origin soul inside the soul pool. Finally, the origin soul becomes a lake and finally a sea of origin souls." Meng Xuan explained as he stared at the scripture. He closed his eyes and started cultivating.
His forehead gradually began to shine, turning into the shape of a black hole. The essence of heaven and earth and the essence of stars fell from the sky and poured into the space between his eyebrows. His nose and mouth were bleeding, and his soul was actually about to shatter!
However, an ancient golden well gradually appeared between his brows. Golden liquid flowed from the well, as if it was melting gold. That golden liquid was his soul! The golden liquid constantly roiled about, sometimes taking the shape of a human, sometimes a sword, and sometimes filled with cracks.
Su Qian looked nervously at Meng Xuan for a long time. Because Meng Xuan's current appearance was extremely miserable, blood was flowing out from his seven orifices. At this moment, he abruptly opened his eyes. His eyes were cold and emotionless as he blasted his palm into the air.
The void distorted and a tall devil shadow was blasted out of the void by Meng Xuan. Its body exploded in the air!
An expert from the demon clan!
"Where do you think you're going!" Meng Xuan's cultivation was interrupted, and he was extremely displeased. The diamond chakram flew out, piercing through the void, striking the air.
A mouthful of black blood was spat out from the void, but no body could be seen falling. The air distorted, and the figure once again fled far away.
"Can you leave?" Meng Xuan gave chase. The diamond chakram had split into countless tiny rings, all of which were linked together to form a long rod. He brandished the Infinity Staff, smashing it against the void.
Ah!" With a blood-curdling screech, a silhouette slipped out from the void and landed on the ground, staring at Meng Xuan with an expression of astonishment.
This was an expert of the Feathered Race with a pair of pure white wings on his back. He was tall, had a ferocious face, and both of his eyes were silvery white in color. His teeth were as sharp as a sword or halberd, and one of his wings had been broken by Meng Xuan. He fell to the ground with a look of shock on his face.
"Where is Jeru?" Meng Xuan walked up and asked.
The expert from the Feathered Race did not say anything. A venomous expression gradually appeared in his silver pupils.
"I have all sorts of ways to make you talk." Meng Xuan grabbed him by the neck, preparing to ask for the whereabouts of Yale. At this moment, a broken blade flew across the air at an astonishing speed, aiming for the back of Meng Xuan's head.
Meng Xuan tilted his head and stabbed the broken blade right into the center of the Feathered Race expert's forehead. His head exploded and he died a violent death.
Meng Xuan threw the expert from the Feathered Race onto the ground and turned around slowly. His expression was terrifyingly cold. Behind him, two figures appeared. It was Su Wen Tei and Bei Zhongkong.
Su Wendi giggled. "You seem to have failed in your attempt to torture Jeroen."
Bei Zhong was standing in the middle of the air with his mole in the center of his forehead rotating. He was as steady as a mountain as he stared at Meng Xuan with no expression on his face.
"That attack just now, did you want to kill me or destroy that Feathered Race expert's mouth?" Meng Xuan shook the blood off his hands and walked directly towards Su Wendi.
Bei Dankong finally had an expression on his face. "Try taking another step forward."
Meng Xuan did not stop moving. "The thing that I am least afraid of is the threat of others."
The nether mole emitted light, and a dangerous divine might was nurtured within. Terrifying fluctuations began to spread out. With a 'chi' sound, a beam of black light shot out from within, piercing through the void like a sharp sword, piercing straight towards the center of Meng Xuan's brows.
Meng Xuan's fingers lit up. The Divine Edge hacked a few times at the black light and shattered it. He continued to walk towards Suventi, his momentum reaching its peak.
A great battle was on the verge of breaking out, and a sudden change occurred. A fist-sized devil bird streaked across the sky. Its entire body was a silvery white and flickered with a holy light.
"The communication devil bird of Yeru Xie, catch it!" Su Wen Tei and Bei Dang Kong gave up their confrontation with Meng Xuan and chased after the communication devil bird.
Roar! A thousand feet away, Du Ruhai and the short and stout woman appeared in the air above a rooftop.
The short and fat woman looked at the communication devil bird, but didn't say anything. She stretched out her large hand. The large hand quickly enlarged and in the blink of an eye expanded several hundred feet longer!
Her arm seemed to have transformed into a real dragon as it stretched out from afar and grinded through the void towards the communication devil bird.
Bei Zhankong was infuriated and flew into the air. A black spear shot out from his nether mole and he held it in his hand, striking it towards that large hand!
The short and fat woman's expression was cold and detached. She flipped her right hand and a huge, fat palm was sent towards Bei Zhankong.
"You're courting death." Bei Dazhang let out a cold snort. The long spear in his hand started to emit dark light, and collided with the huge hand. In the next second, the nevus of the netherworld was sent flying into the sky!
The owner of the giant hand sneered. He raised his right hand into the air and grabbed the communication devil bird. Then, he retracted his extended arm.
"Bei Dankong, Bei Dankong, you still can't do it." This time, the Su Clan will have no place to turn things around. " After Du Ruhai finished speaking, he turned around and walked far away as he began to search for traces of Yelu Xie.
Bei Dankong spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression frighteningly ice-cold. Su Jiu and Su Wen Tei's faces were filled with worry. For the four of them right now, on the surface, Bei Dankong was the strongest. However, Bei Dazhang was not even able to withstand a single blow from that woman, and was directly sent flying. Was there still any hope?
One had to know that the Human King's Nevus Crane, Xunhuan, and the Phoenix Xiaoxian King, Du Rumei, had not made their move yet. If they encountered these two, it was very likely that the four of them would be completely annihilated.
"Let's form an alliance and search for the traces of Yale." Sue suggested for a long time.
Meng Xuan did not speak. He was prepared to listen to Su Chen for a long time. After all, this was the matter of the Su Clan. To him, an alliance with the Non-Aligned Movement did not matter at all.
Bei Dankong seemed to be angry from the embarrassment and his emotions fluctuated greatly, "How can we form an alliance, relying on you and Meng Xuan? If that palm strike had landed on Meng Xuan's body, it would have instantly turned him into a pile of dregs. That woman, do you know who she is? If I'm not wrong, she should be someone from the Ye family in Fa Hua Prefecture. The Ye Family mainly cultivates in the Multi-Sizing technique, so who could withstand that palm? "
Su Wendi also shook her head. "Meng Xuan is too weak. If I go with the sky, I might have a glimmer of hope. "
"Whatever you want." Su Qian said after a long time.
Bei Dankong was injured and continued to meditate to adjust his condition. He no longer had any thoughts of fighting with Meng Xuan. Meng Xuan and Su Chang began to walk deeper into the city.
Su Chen followed the tracks for a long time, and occasionally sensed the fluctuations of the demon race. "If I'm not wrong, Yeye Xie should be hiding at the edge."
Meng Xuan looked to the side. There were many buildings and mansions there, so no one knew where Yeluo Xie was hiding. In addition, Yen Lu Xie's cultivation was very strong. Perhaps only He Xunhuan could fight him.
"Why do I feel like this empty city is a transition station, as if it is connected to a broken space?" Meng Xuan muttered to himself as contemplation flashed through his eyes.
Next to the city was a mountain range. At that moment, there were a few people discussing something. If Meng Xuan was here, he would have definitely recognized these people.1
The Martial House Master of the Martial House, Jiang Yifan. Qin Wujiao of the Divine Great Prefecture, Chen Junfeng of the current beast taming Chen Junfeng, the Great Elder of the Martial Saint Manor. There was also a young man. One of the figures had dragon horns on his head, and his entire body was shrouded in mist. It was impossible to see what he looked like clearly.
The number one expert of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, Yun Zou!
"After adjusting your condition, enter the Primordial World in three days. That's a broken little world, where the Immortal light of origin will appear. " Jiang Yifan said.
"All the disciples that enter the original world are on their way here." Chen Junfeng said.
Meng Xuan and Su Qian arrived at the very edge of the square, but they didn't find any traces or traces at all. Yale's waves of energy had already disappeared at this moment. What appeared before him was a large group of manors, over a thousand of them. No one knew which mansion Yale would hide in.
Meng Xuan walked along the streets. These residences had palaces, restaurants, shops, and even inns. Yet, all of them were already empty. Suddenly, his heart trembled as he felt a familiar fluctuation coming from the grand palace!
Those fluctuations were coming from Meng Tianji!
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