"The Yuanyang Cauldron of All Things, ranked seventy-ninth on the Chaos Spirits List, has the magical power to refine all living things and extract the essence of Yuanyang!"
The description of the sacred object in the jade slip flashed through Luo Hong's soul.
Yuanyang essence has many wonderful uses, but because Luo Hong knew that the Zhiyang Black Snake needed to refine the Rising Sun Fire Crystal to heal its wounds, he immediately thought that this energy could accelerate the refining of the Rising Sun Fire Crystal.
"It's strange that in order to help the old snake heal his wounds, the Silver Clan first used the fairy formation in the Guanghan Realm to refine the spirit for ten thousand years, and now they have to send their elites to take great risks to seize the enemy's sacred objects. This is unavoidable.
It’s too caring!”
Luo Hong couldn't help but feel a little weird at the moment, secretly wondering if the Silver clan had encountered some big trouble and needed true spirit-level combat power.
Otherwise, when there is only one Mahayana monk in the Silver clan, how could two and a half Mahayana seeds of this clan be allowed to take such a strange risk!
"No matter what, let's repair the Sky-Breaking Gun first. I believe that when the Silver Fairy shows up, all the secrets will emerge on their own."
Luo Hong knew that Ancestor Xuan Yin could not reveal the real secrets of the clan to him, a newcomer who had just returned to the clan, so he simply didn't think much about it at the moment, since the truth would be revealed in the future anyway!
"Well, everything that needs to be explained has been explained. This mission will be led by Leng Xuan. I will send you to Youtian Palace first. He will be there later!"
Seeing that Luo Hong also accepted the order, Xuan Yin Ancestor immediately nodded, and after saying that, he shattered the void again and threw the two of them into the space storm.
After his eyes flashed, Luo Hong found himself in a hall with a mysterious array. There were hundreds of silver light pillars surrounding it connecting the ground and the dome. Rows of runes were circulating endlessly in these light pillars!
"Fellow Daoist Luo, the Youtian Teleportation Formation in this hall can teleport us to any area without spatial restrictions, and the range can reach less than half of the Thunder Continent.
So when Senior Brother Leng comes, we will probably be teleported to the territory of the Rong Clan, so you'd better be prepared."
Seeing Luo Hong looking around, Jian Yunhua immediately explained.
"What an amazing formation. Fellow Daoist Jian seems to be very familiar with the situation in the Sanctuary. Do you come here often?"
After Luo Hong sighed, he asked about Jian Yunhua's situation.
"My role in the clan is to be the guardian of the Tianquan Domain. I have been staying here in the Holy Domain all year round, so I know the situation here quite well.
Fellow Daoist Luo may not know that although the other six domains except Tianshu domain are not that difficult to enter, they are not accessible to everyone.
After all, many of the legacies of our predecessors are used a little less. If you want to enjoy them, you must show your own value.
Although fellow Taoist Luo is kind to me and has joined forces this time, if fellow Taoist Luo wants to enter the Tianquan Domain in the future, I will not hold back at all.
As a defender, the most important principle is fairness!"
Jian Yunhua has met too many people who begged her to go through the back door, but in the end they were not very happy.
And she had a good impression of Luo Hong, so she simply took advantage of the moment to say something ugly.
"How dare you embarrass fellow Taoists, and Luo has no Taoist companions, so there is no need to enter this Tianquan realm.
Oh, by the way, since my fellow Taoist has lived in the Holy Land for a long time, do you know how many great tribulations our ancestor has passed through?"
Luo Hong chuckled and asked seemingly casually.
"You want to know the ancestor's strength?
I don’t know before my ancestor’s cultivation was complete, but during the Mahayana period, my ancestor had already passed through six great heavenly tribulations.
The most recent time was more than two thousand years ago."
The strength of Mahayana monks is one of the greatest foundations of the clan, and the number of times they have survived great tribulations can roughly reflect this.
Therefore, Jian Yunhua took it for granted that Luo Hong was concerned about this because he wanted to know the strength of ancestor Xuan Yin.
"Oh, that's it. Ancestor is really unfathomable!"
Luo Hong looked surprised on the surface, but she was already worried in her heart.
What the hell, the only Mahayana ancestor is about to die, and this Silver clan is probably going to end!
The monks who have just passed through the great calamity will indeed have the aura of thunder and calamity on their bodies, but this aura will dissipate completely within a hundred years at most.
There is only one situation where ancestor Xuan Yin still has the aura of thunder and lightning left on his body after more than two thousand years.
That is, the last great calamity was very difficult to overcome, and I was injured by the calamity thunder, and I was never able to recover!
Normally speaking, as long as this happens, no matter what level of monk you are, there is a 90% chance that you will not be able to survive the next great catastrophe.
And based on the calculation that the Yin tribe has to undergo a tribulation once every four thousand years, the ancestor Xuan Yin can still control the Yin tribe for more than two thousand years at most.
If there were no new Mahayana monks in the Silver tribe before this, it would definitely be in danger.
After all, most of the Silver Clan’s foundations also require Mahayana-level mana to fully exert their power!
"Perhaps it's because of this that he is eager to treat Zhiyang Xuan Snake's injuries?"
Luo Hong couldn't help but guess.
At this moment, a ray of cyan light suddenly passed through the light curtain at the palace door and flew in.
After falling next to the two of them, a silver man wearing a blue robe with snake patterns on the cuffs was revealed.
This man looked quite handsome with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, but he didn't know whether it was due to his magical powers or the spiritual treasure, but there was a biting cold air emanating from his body.
"Is this Fellow Daoist Luo? I am Leng Xuan, the Territory Lord of the Tianji Territory!"
What is surprising is that although Leng Xuan's body is cold, his current behavior is quite enthusiastic.
"I have met fellow Daoist Leng, and I am Luo Hong."
After Luo Hong was stunned for a moment, he immediately returned the greeting.
"Senior Brother Leng, my ancestor should have told you the details of the mission.
Since you are leading the team this time, what are our plans next?"
Jian Yunhua was still as vigorous and resolute as ever. He didn't say much at the moment and just talked about business.
"Brother, we have a general plan, but how to implement it can only be decided after we know what kind of magical powers Luo Daoyou is good at.
Of course, Fellow Daoist Luo doesn’t need to go into too much detail, but please don’t exaggerate.
For example, I am good at magical powers with two attributes: ice and space. The most proud spiritual treasure in my hand is this set of cold spirit flying feather knives.
A holy-level monk from the Rong tribe can guarantee that he will not fall behind even if he faces two or three beings of the same level at the same time!"
As if he was afraid that Luo Hong would misunderstand that he was trying to find out his details, Leng Xuan immediately introduced his methods first.
With a wave of his right arm, transparent ice skates several inches long and like feathers appeared in front of him.
At a quick count, there are as many as a thousand pieces!
“It’s really time for each of us to reveal some methods.
Fellow Daoist Luo, I am a master of cultivating the body of creation, and with the protection of this black silver armor, I can resist even the Rong monks of the third level of the Saint clan!"
After nodding in agreement, Jian Yunhua patted the silver armor on his chest.
"Haha, Luo's studies are relatively complex, and he knows a little bit about everything, but the most outstanding thing at the moment is the cultivation of the soul.
When the spell is cast, even a third-level Saint Clan being can be immobilized by Luo for more than one breath."
What Luo Hong said was true, but if anyone believed it directly, he would definitely doubt his life in the end.
"Oh? Are you serious about this?"
Leng Xuan didn't believe it when he heard this. After all, being able to immobilize a third-level monk from the Saint Clan was no different from killing him.
"Senior Brother Leng, don't believe it. Fellow Daoist Luo's soul cultivation is praised by even the ancestors. He must have a breath!"
Before Luo Hong could speak, Jian Yunhua assured him.
"That's great. If Fellow Daoist Luo has this ability, we can save a lot of trouble this time!
You two, Leng’s plan this time is very simple. Look, this is the map of Tunyang Valley, and the Yuanyang Cauldron of All Things is at its deepest point.
However, the perimeter is heavily guarded and there are many restrictions, so it is almost impossible for us to sneak in silently, so we simply go all the way in from here!"
Leng Xuan drew a straight line with his sword finger on the unfolded map.
Twelve hours later, the seven suns in the sky have turned into seven round and missing moons.
But under the night, a Rong tribe's pass was bustling with activity.
"Young boys, throw away all the ferocious beasts we have caught before. Today we are going to eat them up!"
Each of the Rong monks had a jackal-like head. One of them, a particularly strong Rong monk, was standing on a high platform and shouted excitedly to the Rong monks below.
Immediately, these Rong monks who had mastered the cultivation of gods howled excitedly, pushing and pushing the ferocious beasts that were restrained and unable to move to the foot of the high platform.
I saw a large, three-legged, round-bellied cauldron located in a deep pit under the high platform. A pool of red spiritual soup in the cauldron was constantly rolling, emitting scorching heat.
However, the surrounding Rong monks were not afraid of the reaction and threw the ferocious beasts down one after another despite the heat.
But the strange thing is that even though the sound of "plop-plop" kept coming, the red spiritual soup in the cauldron did not rise at all.
However, some faint red clouds gradually gathered at the mouth of the tripod.
Seeing this scene, the enthusiasm in the eyes of the surrounding Rong monks immediately increased a bit!
"Haha, you guys, please work harder, we will all have a share later, absolutely, eh?
Damn it! What kind of bastard at the checkpoint is so disappointed that he teleports here at this moment!"
The strong Rong clan member was about to urge him a few more words, but he noticed movement on the other side of the teleportation array, and immediately became very dissatisfied.
But according to the rules of the pass, everyone sent here must be verified by him personally. If there is a mistake, his life will be in danger!
Therefore, although this sturdy Rong clan cursed a lot, he did not dare to delay at all. He greeted a few men and fled towards the teleportation array.
Halfway through the escape, the teleportation array flashed with white light, and three shadowy figures appeared in the array.
"Huh? Why don't these three members of the same race look good? They are Yin. Uh~"
As soon as a flash of light gathered in his eyes, the strong Rong clan saw clearly the appearance of the three people, and immediately stared to warn them.
But the next moment, an invisible wave swept across him, and his figure suddenly stagnated.
Not to mention the tongue, I couldn’t even move my eyes at the moment!
Before he could break free from this sudden immobilization technique, a flying feather-shaped ice knife suddenly shot out of the air and quickly circled around his neck. The sight of the strong Rong clan quickly rose.
Waste! They are all waste! After all this time, you still can’t notice anything strange about me!
The Jianzhuang Rong clan knew that they would die this time, and in despair they couldn't help but become resentful and blamed their men for their incompetence.
But when he turned his eyes around, he saw that the men behind him were also standing frozen in place, with heads missing from their necks.