Yun Qian continued: "Woman, don't be complacent for too long. Don't forget that if you don't find the last fragment, you will also perish! Although you can live for hundreds of more years now, as a cultivator, time is at your fingertips. You think hundreds of years are a long time, but in fact it is just a fleeting moment! You have to work hard to find the last piece!"
Gu Yunchu nodded: "Okay, I understand. Once the conflict with the fairy world is resolved, I will go find the last fragment."
Only then did Yun Qian nod with relief.
However, Gu Yunchu still did not choose to tell Nalan Lingyu about this matter. Recently, he had been busy with matters in the Yantian Realm, and he had to find ways to consolidate the barrier to prevent the Immortal Realm from attacking.
So I won't bother him about her affairs for the time being.
On this day, Mu Wuchen came back and brought back information.
The Wing Clan has been suppressed by the Immortal Realm recently and is running around, losing many disciples.
Hearing this, Nalan Lingyu's expression was slightly sluggish. He had actually forgotten about the Wing Clan.
"I'll go out and take a look."
After all, he was the one who brought Sanke out, and the Yi Clan did not betray the Immortal Realm hundreds of thousands of years ago, so he could not let the people of the Wing Clan die in vain.
After Nalan Lingyu finished talking to Gu Yunchu, he left Yantian Realm.
Gu Yunchu was not worried. With Ling Yu's strength, it would be easy to save people.
...
At the end of the sky is a vast ocean.
There were lightning and thunder in the sky, dark clouds were gathering, and streaks of silver lightning struck the sea, stirring up thousands of water columns.
The waves on the sea surface were rough and overwhelming, like dragons roaring, as if they were about to engulf the world.
Sanke led the remaining disciples of the Wing Clan to fight and retreat, fleeing all the way, and unknowingly escaped to the end of the sky.
Looking at the Dead Sea as far as the eye could see behind him, he felt despair in his heart.
There is no escape!
It seems that God is going to destroy his Yi clan!
"Sanko! You traitor to the fairy world! Let's see where you run away this time!"
A loud roar sounded in the sky, coming through the layers of clouds, like thunder, exploding above the heads of Sanke and others.
Immediately afterwards, an immortal general wearing golden armor and holding a war-heaven painted halberd led countless immortal soldiers to come to Sanke and others.
Each of the immortal soldiers held immortal weapons and looked at them expressionlessly, their eyes filled with a chilling and terrifying aura.
Seeing that there was no way to escape, Sanke stopped running. He turned around and looked at the leading immortal general in front of him with his eyes as cold as a knife: "Immortal Lord Eight, until now, you still can't tell the difference between right and wrong! Helping the evildoer! Sooner or later, you will regret it!"
Immortal Lord Baxuan snorted coldly: "Don't make any excuses! Just suffer death!"
As soon as he moved, the Zhantian Painted Halberd in his hand slashed hard at Sanko!
The two immediately fought together again.
Countless immortal soldiers also attacked and killed the Yi Clan disciples.
An earth-shattering scream rang out from the shore of the Dead Sea.
There were immortal soldiers who were killed, there were also disciples of the Wing Clan who were killed, there were immortal soldiers who were thrown into the Dead Sea, and they never got up after falling, and sank directly into the Dead Sea, and there were the Wing Clan who fell into the Dead Sea. The same is true for disciples.
Seeing that his descendants were so damaged, Sanke's eyes turned red: "Baxuan, don't bully others too much! I will die with you right now!"
He kneaded the formula with both hands, and waves of majestic immortal power lingered around him.
Hot golden light emanated from his body, illuminating the dark space as brightly as if the sun were shining brightly in the sky!