Chapter 638: Rain Returns to Me

At this time, Liu San interrupted from the side.

"Really? Why have I never heard of such a powerful formation?" He looked at Fang Zaiji with disbelief in his eyes.

Fang Zaiji snorted coldly: "You are just a servant, and you have never left the Yaowang Sect's territory in your whole life. How can you compare with me who has traveled all over the world?"

"And what kind of people did I make friends with back then? Almost all of them were true descendants of the Ten Immortal Sects. It's not surprising to know such secrets." Fang Zaiji said proudly.

Liu San was not angry at being called a servant. Instead, he retorted with a yin and yang spirit: "You are so powerful, why didn't anyone help you when you were being hunted? It wasn't the old sect master that saved you!"

Fang Zaiji's expression changed and he said angrily: "The Heavenly Sword Sect has issued a killing order, what can I do about it? If I can survive, I am already lucky. If it had been you, I would have turned into a corpse long ago. Withered bones!”

Seeing that the two of them were still arguing, Li Fan quickly spoke up to interrupt them.

"Mr. Fang, does he know the name of that formation?" Li Fan asked.

"I don't know." Fang Zaiji shook his head. "It was a direct disciple of the Supreme Sect who mentioned it accidentally when he was lamenting."

"He also said that if the formation had not been damaged, the situation would not have deteriorated to such an extent."

Li Fan heard this and nodded slowly.

"The knife hanging above the heads of living beings can take away the lives of monks in an instant. This seems to be very similar to the Tianxuan Spirit Locking Formation seen in the previous life."

"Leverage the power of sentient beings to lock down other realms of cultivation. My previous guess was that the Xuanhuang Realm was used to anchor the [rope] in the distant void. It seems that it was also achieved through this formation."

"At present, it seems that the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance has repaired a certain part of the function of the formation, but it has not been completely restored. And this formation is definitely not built by the Ten Immortal Sects. It comes from the longer Xuantian Sect period."

Li Fan was thinking secretly, faintly connecting all the existing clues together.

With the help of an additional Hedao monk, Li Fan started the transfer plan.

The people who left the world on the Incarnation Island, including all the monks from the Medicine King Sect who had all awakened, were escorted by Liu San and Fang Zaiji, and took the Samantabhadra True Boat to head to the Valley of Immortality first.

"Cong Yunhai still has some unfinished business, I'll come over later." Li Fan said.

Although Liu San and Fang Zaiji were a little worried, they could not go against Li Fan's wishes.

So I could only warn him again and again, and then reluctantly left.

At this time, many strange things have been revealed in the ruins of Chaoyuanzong. In the changing of reality and reality, it seems that you can be transported to ancient times and bring back the sect's skills, elixirs, and magical tools. When the news came out, the world was shocked, and there was an endless stream of monks who came there after hearing the news. Among them, the Yaowang Sect and his party were inconspicuous.

After Li Fan sent everyone away, he first checked Tianyang.

In the enhanced version of the Earth Fire Returning Formation, all the heavenly materials and earthly treasures have been absorbed by Tianyang.

And he himself seemed to be in the process of transformation, with his puppet body wrapped in a thick layer of black condensation.

"It's coming soon. I hope my junior brother can make it in time for this feast." Li Fan thought to himself.

After bidding farewell to Tianyang, Li Fan did not return to Congyun City, but traveled thousands of miles to Yinyin Island.

Under the surveillance of Wuxiang Murderous Intention, Master Yin seemed to have once again completed the verification of the secret of the Immortal Miasma not long ago.

The results are consistent with the previous ones.

As if he had lost all hope, he slumped on the ground blankly and hadn't moved for a long time.

Li Fan came to him quietly and noticed a strong sense of death from Master Yin's body.

Master Yin was not surprised by the sudden appearance of the monk Li Fan.

But he turned a blind eye, just glanced at it, and then withdrew his gaze.

"Fellow Daoist Yin, what exactly did you discover from the miasma of immortals and mortals?"

The two sides were silent for a long time, and Li Fan finally couldn't help but ask.

In his perception, Master Yin's cultivation is indeed the same as building a foundation. Even though I was standing in front of him at this moment, I didn't feel any danger.

"So it's you who's been staring at me." Master Yin didn't answer, but suddenly said this. "I thought it was God who was the thief."

He stood up abruptly from the ground and dusted off his clothes.

Ignoring Li Fan, he walked straight to the basement of the island.

As he walked, he said: "Back then, I was just an ordinary little Qi-refining monk."

"But one day, it rained in my hometown."

"The creepy thing is that all the monks and familiar people around me disappeared in the rain. Can you imagine that feeling..."

"One moment ago, they were still talking to you. But as you watched, they just disappeared out of thin air. The world became silent. I searched like crazy for these disappeared people. But there was no harvest at all."

"It seems that I am the only one left in the world. But I don't know why I am the only one still alive in the world."

"Then……"

Master Yin came to the passage full of his own collection.

His tone became inexplicably excited, and with a wave of his hand, he sent out a flame, igniting his collections one after another.

When Li Fan saw this, he didn't stop him. He just watched Master Yin, whose expression seemed to be changing as the fire danced, continued to talk.

"The rain kept falling. It overflowed from the river and seemed to submerge all the land. At this time, along with the raindrops, countless corpses fell from the sky."

"Most of them are incomplete, just fragments. But there are still some complete bones."

"I was almost scared silly by this extremely horrific scene. However, when a relatively well-preserved corpse fell in front of me, I knew what real fear was."

When he said this, Master Yin had already reached the deepest part of the basement.

The light came on, and in front of the two of them, there were countless corpses that looked exactly like Master Yin.

Now that Li Fan has been promoted to the Nascent Soul, he is more observant. In his perception, these corpses seem to be still alive.

The blurred flesh and blood tissue is wriggling in a way that the naked eye cannot detect.

Master Yin pointed his finger at the corpses on the ground, and his face gradually showed a crazy look.

"Yes, it was my own corpse that fell in front of me that year!"

"Even, I saw that all the corpses that fell from the sky had faces exactly like mine!"

"And they all smiled at me!"

The two voices of Master Yin kept echoing in the basement. The bizarre facts told were chilling.

"How could such a terrible thing happen in the world? Can you explain it?" He turned his head and looked at Li Fan, and asked in a daze.

Li Fan had no choice but to remain silent.

"There is something wrong with this world." Master Yin looked up at the sky.