Chapter 686 Enemies Arrive

There are not many records about Guanghan Palace in Shenkui Sect.

They only know that Guanghan Palace is a legendary relic left by ancient immortals, and there are treasures left by immortals. Miraculous elixirs, excellent pill recipes, and countless opportunities, but they know nothing about what they are.

The only record is that the first generation ancestor of Yaowang Valley once obtained a Rongshen Pill outside Guanghan Palace.

For countless years, Shenkui Sect has never given up searching for Guanghan Palace, but has found nothing. This is the first time to get a clue.

If it were not for the critical period, Que Dao Ren would have been unable to withdraw, otherwise, the entire Shenkui Sect would have gone out in full force to explore.

"Rongshen Pill can give a cultivator in the early stage of transformation a 30% chance of breaking through the middle stage, and a cultivator in the middle stage a 10% chance of breaking through the late stage."

"If Guanghan Palace is really discovered, I must go here!" Xu Heihei said.

It is more difficult for a cultivator of the Spiritualization Realm to break through his cultivation than to ascend to heaven. With the resources on the Shenzhou Star, it is difficult to have such an opportunity even if one sits there for a lifetime.

Not to mention, Guanghan Palace may still hide the secret of ascension.

After dealing with the spirit insects, Xu Hei borrowed the Creation Furnace and planned to refine the second fifth-order flying sword.

The set of flying swords he had refined before had long lost their meaning as Xu Hei became a God, so he gave them all to the Yuanying juniors.

Although the flying sword is not Xu Hei's strongest means, it is always better to have more skills. If he had a complete set of fifth-order flying swords, the Great Star Sword Formation at that time would probably be able to suppress even the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm.

Xu Hei took out the Wutong sacred wood, cut off a small piece, threw it into the Creation Furnace, and put in a large amount of star meteorite iron to start refining.

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In a blink of an eye, several days passed.

Tiannan City, in Wang Yimao's cave.

That day, a message came.

"The demon cultivators in the Western Cang Realm are causing trouble. Most cities have been destroyed. A small country was wiped out by blood sacrifice overnight? Humph, another demon cultivator." Wang Yimao looked at the information and fell into deep thought.

"Brother Wang, do you want to report this to the higher-ups?" asked the fellow disciple next to him.

"No need. Grandmaster Xu is still in seclusion! Can't I handle this little thing?"

Wang Yimao was full of confidence. He had made contributions in the war and gained a lot of benefits. He also had the life-saving flying sword given by Xu Hei. Who could deal with him if he didn't go out to transform into a spirit?

On Shenzhou Star, as long as he didn't go into some dangerous places, he could almost walk sideways.

Moreover, he had dealt with a lot of such demon cultivators' chaos. They were all daily tasks of the sect and were not a big deal. If any small matter had to alarm the higher-ups, then the spirit transformation stage wouldn't have to be in seclusion.

More importantly, he also learned that the two ancestors were carrying out secret missions on Yuexing. The higher-ups were short of manpower, and it was the time when they needed these disciples to share their worries.

Wang Yimao immediately formed a team of three and rushed to the scene of the incident.

Two core disciples accompanied him. Although the Shengui Sect practiced raising Gu, no one would fight in an emergency.

Two hours later, he arrived at the scene of the incident, in the territory of a small country that was washed by blood.

From a distance, he smelled a bloody smell, and the earth was dyed red. It was obvious that someone did it on purpose.

Wang Yimao released dozens of puppets for a carpet search, but did not find any remaining breath.

Gradually, Wang Yimao had an ominous premonition. After realizing that something was wrong, he immediately took out a summons and hesitated whether to disturb Master Xu.

"I caught you."

Suddenly, a creepy laugh came from his ears.

Wang Yimao turned his head and saw a scarlet human face next to him, close at hand.

He looked down at his chest and saw that his chest was empty, and a beating heart was caught in the other party's hand.

The two teammates who were traveling with him also had empty stomachs, and their internal organs were taken out.

In just a moment, the enemy had already approached and delivered a fatal blow! They didn't even notice how the other party attacked, and even the protective magic weapon was not touched.

"There are alien monks... invading..."

Wang Yimao's consciousness was blurred, and the last thought popped up in his mind.

Suddenly, his figure disappeared out of thin air.

The beating heart in the other party's hand turned into a waste paper man.

When Wang Yimao appeared again, he landed in the distant mountains and forests. Next to him appeared a familiar middle-aged monk, wearing a Bagua Taoist robe, with solemn eyes, it was Wang Ding.

At this moment, Wang Ding was pinching his palms and sweating profusely.

"Brother Wang?" Wang Yimao said in surprise.

"Let's go!"

Without saying a word, Wang Ding crushed the large teleportation talisman in his hand and disappeared on the spot.

Wang Yimao also hurriedly crushed the teleportation talisman. The next second, a sharp claw fell from the sky, grabbing the rocks here and shattering them.

"It's actually the art of cause and effect!"

The young man, who was covered in red, stood there, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then he licked his lips excitedly.

"Haha, I'm targeting you, how can I let you run away?"

The young man sneered, with bloodshot pupils, and chased in the direction where Wang Yimao disappeared.

This man teleported with one step, crossing thousands of miles, obviously a Divine Transformation cultivator.

Wang Yimao could never have thought that he would run into a Divine Transformation cultivator. He did not dare to hesitate. At the same time as he ran away, he took out the communication order and sent a distress signal to Xu Hei, and at the same time, he sacrificed the life-saving flying sword Xu Hei gave him.

"I caught you again!"

Just after doing these actions, the next second, a ghostly voice rang in his ears.

Too fast!

Even with the Great Teleportation Talisman, he could not escape within two breaths and was caught up again.

Wang Yimao had been warned. He looked down and saw a hand claw that had already reached his chest.

"Puff!"

Suddenly, a flying sword shot out and cut off the hand claw. Blood splattered. Wang Yimao hurriedly burned his life and fled again.

Xiong Yan stood there, looking at the broken arm and the flying sword that just flashed by. Instead of being angry, he grinned, and his eyes were filled with excitement and ecstasy.

"I remember this breath!"

"I didn't expect that you have also reached the Spiritualization Stage! A dragon in the Spiritualization Stage, if I swallowed you, it would be such a great tonic, hahahaha!"

Xiong Yan could no longer bear it, and laughed wildly towards the sky, his laughter was like a madman, and his body was shaking with excitement.

At this moment, he no longer played the cat and mouse game. He glanced at Wang Yimao who was fleeing far away, raised his hand and grabbed him in the air.

"Crack!"

The space beside Wang Yimao suddenly exploded, and a bloody hand suddenly stretched out from it, thousands of miles away, and grabbed his throat in the blink of an eye.

Dealing with a junior in the Nascent Soul stage, even if he was not in his true form, he could still grasp it with one hand, and the other party had no chance to escape.

If this person had not had a life-saving item, which delayed some time, he could have captured another person who was running away at the same time.

"Boy, since you have the life-saving item given by the dragon, you must have a close relationship with it. I will only give you one stick of incense, let him come and die!"

Xiong Yan grabbed Wang Yimao close to him, twisted his limbs directly, and sneered.