Two men and one woman arrived almost at the same time. The three of them were the three ancestors of the Tianzong who jointly arranged the formation to suppress the artifact.
"The artifact is indeed difficult to suppress, and the formation we set up is still broken!"
"It's a pity that those practitioners who entered the Nirvana Pool died with no intact corpses!"
"We must not allow the artifact to be born, otherwise it will be a catastrophe for the spiritual world!
Once the artifact is completely revived, the spiritual continent will be as devastated as the Nirvana Pond today, and no one will be spared!
You and I quickly reinforce the formation and suppress the artifact."
The three people turned into three streams of light and quickly descended towards the Nirvana Pond.
At this moment, the Nirvana Pond has completely dried up, lava spurted out, and volcanic ash enveloped the entire mountain range.
The three people who were landing suddenly stopped, and the woman let out a cry of surprise.
"The aura of the artifact is gone! Has it revived and escaped?"
Under the crater, Hongmeng Ling, who was planning to get out, stopped.
Then he changed the direction, opened a gap on the side of the mountain with chaotic light, and disappeared in a swish.
For a moment, the spiritual world's spiritual world fell into a state of grief.
The Nirvana Pool incident involved almost all sects and families.
Those who are qualified to enter the Nirvana Pool are the proud ones of each sect.
Sudden loss is naturally heartbreaking.
But the one who suffered the most was the Barbarian God Sect, which had suffered the greatest loss.
The Barbarian God Sect has always been the leader of the Nirvana Pool, occupying the most places.
All 1,500 disciples were killed this time, which almost wiped out the younger generation of the Barbarian God Sect.
Ou Han, the leader of the Barbarian God Sect, had to issue a summons order.
Recall all practitioners of the Barbarian God Sect in the outside world.
And a large number of new disciples were recruited to make up for the losses caused by this disaster.
It is conceivable that in the next few decades, when the younger generation must step forward, the Barbarian God Sect will almost not have to consider it.
This had a very serious impact on the Barbarian God Sect, even affecting its own foundation.
Mu Huacheng and others have also returned to Mu's house and sighed at Yang Haoran's death.
Mu Qishan felt very guilty. He thought it was a benefit to Yang Haoran, but he didn't expect it to be a life-threatening talisman.
As a sworn brother, he has an unshirkable responsibility.
Without Yang Haoran, Ma Guoxuan would naturally not be able to continue to be with the Mu family.
Sad and sighing at the same time.
I was originally very optimistic about Yang Haoran's future, so I took the initiative to become a follower.
I didn't expect Yang Haoran to have such a short life, which is really a pity.
Now it seems that I can only live peacefully as a casual cultivator.
The third elder of the Treasure Artifact Sect had also received the news a long time ago, but his expressions were complicated.
Yang Haoran's death is good news for him.
Even Shi Tao's death made him happy to see the outcome.
The only regret is that all the spiritual weapons on Yang Haoran were wasted.
The messenger token on Yan Wuya, who was refining the weapon, suddenly vibrated.
Yan Wuya frowned, it was Ye Shengqiu who activated the signaling token.
Unlike Yang Haoran, Ye Shengqiu still knows how to measure things.
So Yan Wuya quickly disappeared and appeared in front of Ye Shengqiu of the Treasure Weapon Sect.
Yan Wuya had a straight face and was extremely serious.
This made Ye Shengqiu very nervous and very afraid of this Supreme Elder.
"You've sent messages very frequently during this period! Do you think I'm very idle?
Or do you want to get some education?”
Ye Shengqiu looked embarrassed and very respectful.
"I am reporting this to the Supreme Elder because of Yang Haoran's matter."
"It's him again? What trouble did that kid get into again?"
Yan Wuya blurted out and shouted, already ready to teach Yang Haoran a lesson.
"Supreme Elder, you have to be mentally prepared."
Ye Shengqiu said weakly, already thinking Yang Haoran was the illegitimate son of the Supreme Elder.
Otherwise, how could the Supreme Elder look at you so differently?
Yan Wuya frowned: "Why are you up, mother-in-law? If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have anything to say, let it go!"
"Yang Haoran may have been killed..."
Yan Wuya's body trembled and his pupils tightened.
Ye Shengqiu quickly took a few steps back, becoming more and more certain of his guess.
In a remote mountain courtyard.
I don’t have enough money to restore my true self and am currently meditating to recuperate.
Suddenly I felt something in my heart and quickly took out the secret disk.
As the symbols on the fortune board shone brightly, he frowned more and more because he didn't have enough money.
"Damn! I can't deduce anything about that bastard.
I wasted all my efforts, maybe I was out of luck, right?
It shouldn’t be, the previous deduction clearly shows that he should have survived the catastrophe and have a great chance!"
The depths of the Huaying Mountains are about a hundred miles away from the Nirvana Pond.
In a cave halfway up the mountain, the smell of blood is strong.
The original owner of the cave was a golden elixir stage spiritual ape.
At this moment, he fell to the ground motionless, and the blood from the wounds on his body had dried. He had obviously been dead for a long time.
Beside the body of the spiritual ape, Hongmeng Ling was lying quietly on the ground, like an extremely ordinary object.
Within the space of Hongmeng Order, earth-shaking changes have taken place.
The original Hongmeng Order was empty except for a larger space.
That feeling is like being inside an eggshell, equivalent to being in a space created by chaos.
At this time, there was actually a difference between heaven and earth within the Hongmeng Order.
The distance between heaven and earth was widened, and there was even flowing wind.
It's just that it's still dim and dark, and there's no sun like the outside world.
In this darkness, Yang Haoran lay quietly on the ground, as if dead.
A purple cloud floated in the sky above him, spinning in circles.
"Weak, too weak!
It's just rubbish! I just extracted a little bit of real energy from you, but you've been in a coma for more than ten days and still haven't woken up!
How can such garbage become a big deal?"
As Ah Zi cursed, Yang Haoran's body suddenly twitched several times.
AhZi was so excited when she saw this that even the clouds changed their shapes.
A spike of divine soul stimulated Yang Haoran, and Yang Haoran, who was still dead, suddenly jumped up and screamed.
But Yang Haoran, who had just stood up, suddenly felt sore and weak, like soft noodles, and fell to the ground again.
Azi said contemptuously: "Trash!"
Yang Haoran covered his painful head and complained repeatedly.
"Do you want to kill me? My soul was almost exploded by you just now!"
"Huh, serious illness requires strong medicine.
If I don’t exert any force, I’m afraid you’re going to die!”
Yang Haoran had a black line on his face, feeling his empty body, and his face turned pale.
"My cultivation will not completely disappear, right?