Chapter 468: The Final Result Is Still Unknown

It's just that Xiao Yan didn't have time to deal with these things for a while. The loss of Yaoyuan almost made him feel like the sky was falling. Everything was dim. But now is obviously not the time to lose his mind and he needs to continue to be busy. If he goes on, he needs to complete the things that have not yet been completed. These problems are like knobs that tighten Xiao Yan's clockwork again, forcing him to take action again.

After wiping out the remnants of the Spirit-Devouring Clan and cleaning up the mess, Xiao Yan worked tirelessly and everything finally came to an end.

As the demon fetus and the medicine wand disappeared together, Xiao Yan could also feel that the Ruins of Forgotten's vague restraint on him no longer existed.

It's almost time to go.

Xiao Yan, who realized this, left this unforgettable world amidst the cheers of the survivors of Tianjian Mountain.

Just when leaving the Ruins of Oblivion, Xiao Yan also used the secret method left by Yao Wan, and finally obtained her consent to collect this part of Han Shanshan's soul that could only be reappeared in the Ruins of Oblivion. and took away.

A soul bead the size of a pearl was taken into the ring by Xiao Yan. Those dark red eyes felt that the world was much darker, but he still followed his memory and once again opened the door to the outside world from the Ruins of Oblivion. .

The real door has actually been sealed by the Dou Emperors for a long time and can no longer be opened by normal means. The current door was also forcibly opened by Yao Wan regardless of the inherent laws of heaven and earth within the Ruins of Forgetfulness.

Until he broke through the thick, dark void, and when the bright sunlight shone on his face again, Xiao Yan couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his eyes.

I am used to the bright night sky with void as the background color in the Ruins of Oblivion. Now, standing under this bright sunshine, I naturally feel a little dazzling.

Xiao Yan felt that he was really sick, probably incurable.

I knew very clearly in my heart that I shouldn't be like this, but I couldn't restrain my emotional impulse at all.

Xiao Yan took a deep breath and planned to return to Xingyun Pavilion first. He would consider everything in the long run. He still had many important things to do.

Dan Pagoda, Dan Hui, and Three Thousand Yan Yanhuo.

That was where the next strange fire he knew was located. No matter what it was for, he had to get a new strange fire and continue to become stronger.

Only when he was about to leave here, Xiao Yan couldn't help but look back with nostalgia at the void that was as bright as a sea of ​​stars.

Wan'er...are you looking at me?

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Although Yao Wan still searched tirelessly in the void for nearly a month, it was a pity that they could not find any traces of the demon fetus in the end. In desperation, she had no choice but to give up.

There is no need for Yao Wanhuo to remind him alone. Yao Wan, who has already realized this, will naturally not get entangled anymore.

"Elder Wanhuo, let's go."

Yao Wan's tone was filled with frustration and annoyance, while Yao Wanhuo not only shook his head, there was nothing that could be done about it. They spent too much precious time just getting here from the Shennong Mountains, which was understandable. .

"I will inform the elders of the clan, especially the clan leader, about the matter of the Swallowing Spirit Clan, and then I will inform the other eight clans on this matter in the name of the entire Yao Clan."

Yao Wanhuo could also see how much Yao Wan cared about this matter, and he also understood the seriousness of this matter, so naturally he could not treat it as a child's play.

"Besides, Wan'er should save more energy for the upcoming coming-of-age ceremony."

Yao Wanhuo couldn't help but remind Yao Wan in the end.

"A coming-of-age ceremony?"

The knot on Yaowan's face dissipated, and she was a little more surprised. It was an adult ceremony - she had almost forgotten about it.

After all, compared to the affairs of the Spirit-Devouring Clan and the Soul Clan, this kind of thing seems to have no special use at all. It is nothing more than printing a clan crest on one's forehead to prove how valuable one is.

There will be no particularly significant improvement in strength, nor will there be anything similar to the innate abilities or original magical powers that a monster with a powerful bloodline will have after awakening. It is just marked with a bloodline level to match the talent. No. Just thinking about it, Yaowan feels that this method is really unique to the eight ancient tribes.

In the long years of development, because there was no new generation with talents comparable to the ancestors, the blood concentration was subconsciously used as the benchmark for testing talents, which can be said to be putting the cart before the horse.

I don’t think the original Dou Emperor warriors had any help from the Dou Emperor bloodline when they broke through the shackles. It's just a compromise on talent to a certain extent, and the result of settling for the second best. Because it is acquiesced that my family can no longer give birth to a genius like the ancestors, so it is simply and crudely based on blood. This is not the more lacking. What, the more you have to prove something?

It is because the eight tribes today have nothing worthy of praise at all that they take the last remaining legacy as a treasure.

Yao Wan silently shook his head. It was too pitiful to say so.

It's a pity that she can't say this in public. Yao Wan doesn't take this matter seriously, but there is no need to create more trouble for herself.

This is probably the untouchable slide among the eight tribes.

"For the coming-of-age ceremony, you can just attend it as usual. It's not necessary... Anyway, I will do what I should do, so you and the clan leader can rest assured."

Yaowan exhaled a breath of turbid air, which temporarily dissipated her slightly depressed mood.

"Of course, the clan leader, the elders and I believe you, Wan'er."

Yao Wanhuo saw Yao Wan's disdain and even contempt for the coming-of-age ceremony. If it were in the clan or an ordinary clan member, once Yao Wangui heard this news, being deprived of the qualification for the coming-of-age ceremony would be the lightest punishment. In serious cases, he would lose his cultivation and become a member of the ordinary Wanqian clan. Or even worse, he would be expelled from the Yao clan and become a sinner from then on. It has happened before.

But Yao Wan is different.

This is something that Yao Wangui, who is unhappy with Yao Wan, has to accept.

The talent that Yao Wan has shown now has long surpassed the shackles of blood. To put it bluntly, even if Yao Wan only awakened the first-grade blood at the coming-of-age ceremony, he would still be praised by the Yao clan. This is the so-called flexible principle and bottom line.

Although she was only in her twenties, she possessed a flame of living being ranked fifth on the list of strange fires, and a soul power that was only one step away from the great perfection of the heavenly realm. These two alone had already established the fact that Yao Wan would definitely become the leader of the Yao Clan.

If anyone could stand out in the environment of the eight clans that had long been bound by blood, it would be Yao Wan.

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After a long journey, Xiao Yan finally returned to Xingyun Pavilion.

When Xiao Yan, who had already reached the level of Dou Zun but had a pale face, returned to Xingyun Pavilion, it was inevitable that a trace of uneasiness would emerge in the hearts of those who had been waiting for him to come back.

After all, no one had ever seen an expression like Xiao Yan. Even Yao Lao, who had witnessed Xiao Yan's fall from the clouds in his early years, was secretly surprised. What had happened?

So much so that Zi Yan, who was originally very happy to see Xiao Yan again, was stunned.

"Xiao-Yan? What's wrong with you? Why is your face so strange...?"

The tall and lively beauty couldn't help but reveal a trace of doubt.

Yao Lao was vaguely aware of something and frowned slightly. There was only one thing he could think of that could make Xiao Yan so disillusioned.

Something happened to the girl.

"... Xian'er and Nalan, haven't they come out of retreat yet?"

Xiao Yan didn't rush to talk about it, but turned to look at Zi Yan. Zi Yan shook her head: "Still practicing. If they see you promoted to Dou Zun, they will be shocked."

"Xiao Yan, tell me what's going on first."

Yao Lao already had a general idea in his mind, but he decided to listen to what Xiao Yan saw and heard before making a comment.

"... Wan'er, she's gone."

Xiao Yan's words made Yao Lao and Zi Yan stunned.

"——Who's gone?"

Even Zi Yan was a little dumbfounded. She even suspected that there was something wrong with her ears. But compared to the simple sadness, she was more shocked and shocked... Will that woman die too?

"It's my responsibility... I didn't protect her well--"

Xiao Yan's tone was strangely calm. This was not true calmness, but the silence after all the waves.

Zi Yan inevitably fell into silence. She had never seen Xiao Yan like this before. To be honest, she was a little scared. She didn't know what to say all of a sudden.

"Xiao Yan, speak slowly one sentence at a time. Don't be too anxious."

Yao Lao sighed and then said solemnly.

Xiao Yan then told the two people in front of him everything that happened in the Ruins of Oblivion. Apart from anything else, just looking at Xiao Yan's already dim eyes was enough to make people worried.

After learning the cause and effect, Yao Lao and Zi Yan couldn't help but look at each other.

If faced with such a dilemma, there is naturally no other way to solve it. Zi Yan sighed, folded her hands on her chest, and frowned. She subconsciously wanted to comfort Xiao Yan, but she couldn't help but recall that she always spoke to him without any lightness.

Yao Lao, sensing Zi Yan's gaze, naturally could not remain silent.

But if he thought that Yao Wan was really dead, it would be too much of a disdain for the genius who could reach the pinnacle of the Yao Clan after thousands of years of accumulated luck.

"Xiao Yan."

Yao Lao's words broke the silence, and then he said solemnly: "I can't conclude whether the girl is really gone, but before you think so, maybe you can go to the Yao Clan to take another look."

"Teacher...?"

Xiao Yan was startled in silence, and then he looked up suddenly, as if he had secretly found a glimmer of unusual hope in the darkness.