In the far west, a seemingly solid stone door suddenly exploded from the outside inward with a loud "bang".
Amid countless rubbles flying everywhere, a young man in a green robe walked in calmly.
The young man has dark skin and an ordinary face, but his eyes are clear, with a faint blue light flowing in the pupils.
"This is the temple of the Qianzhu Sect that disappeared thousands of years ago. It doesn't look very good...but the restrictions outside are really powerful. Most of them have failed. It actually took me most of the day." The young man stopped. , he glanced forward and muttered to himself with a slight frown.
Behind the stone door, there is a secret room that is more than thirty feet wide. Except for a gray Mongolian stone coffin in the middle and a dozen broken puppets staggering around, there is nothing else.
The floor of the secret room was covered with a thick layer of dust, and it looked like no one had come in for an unknown number of years.
The young man pondered for a while at the stone gate, and his eyes fell on the sarcophagus in the middle.
As for the puppets next to him, based on his puppetry skills, he could tell at a glance that they were all broken and unusable, so he didn't pay much attention to them.
"It is said that this is the last place of seclusion for God Lord Dayan. Since there is a coffin here, it seems that it is not groundless." The young man murmured again.
Then his shoulders shook slightly, and his body disappeared in a blur.
The next moment, a faint shadow appeared near the sarcophagus, and the young man's figure emerged out of thin air.
Flick your sleeves!
With a "pop" sound, a strong green wind blew out, blowing away all the dust on the sarcophagus, revealing the dense spiritual patterns imprinted on the lid.
The young man carefully looked at these spirit patterns for a while, and then calculated silently in his mind for a while, then he took half a step back without hesitation, raised his hands, and started to use the magic with his ten fingers quickly.
In an instant, colorful runes flew out from the young man's fingers and turned into dots of spiritual flames that quickly sank into the sarcophagus.
A buzzing sound!
The spiritual patterns on the surface of the sarcophagus glowed brightly, and layers of crystal silk mesh emerged out of thin air, pushing the spiritual flames out of the sarcophagus.
When the young man saw this, his brows moved slightly, and suddenly he raised his arm, slapping one palm down into the void in front of him, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth:
"A mere dead thing wants to stop me from doing my job."
As soon as he finished speaking, the space fluctuated, and a huge cyan palm about ten feet in size appeared out of thin air on the sarcophagus, and pressed down hard.
There was a loud "boom" sound.
The crystal silk mesh formed by the spirit pattern of the sarcophagus was violently slapped away by a giant palm, and even the sarcophagus below was affected and shattered inch by inch with a crisp sound.
Everything in the sarcophagus suddenly appeared.
After looking at it intently, the young man was stunned.
Except for a light blue humanoid puppet several feet long, there was nothing else in the sarcophagus.
"This is……"
The young man narrowed his eyes and grabbed the void with one hand.
A "whoosh" sound.
The blue puppet trembled and jumped into the air, landing firmly in the hands of the young man.
The young man held the puppet in one hand and quickly inspected it carefully with the other hand.
After a while, the young man shook his hand and threw the cyan puppet out again. At the same time, he murmured with a disappointed look on his face:
"It's just superficial and of no use at all. This place doesn't seem to be the place where Lord Dayan is enthroned. This time Zhenbai went away and came back empty-handed."
After saying this, the young man turned around and was about to walk out of the secret room along the same path. However, when his eyes accidentally glanced at a dilapidated puppet in a corner, his heart moved again, and he suddenly changed his mind and walked over.
This God of Dayan has been powerful in the far west for more than a hundred years, and puppetry is one of his best methods.
Although the puppets here cannot be used normally, they are different from the ones just now. They are obviously high-level beings of a high level. If he can take them back and study them carefully, he may be able to take a step forward in the puppetry technique.
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The young man's figure swayed, his sleeves swung one after another, and he put all seven or eight puppets into the storage bracelet in one flash.
But when his figure moved and appeared in front of another giant ape-like puppet, a sudden change occurred!
The puppet in front of him, which had been motionless at first, suddenly opened its mouth, and a seven-color crystal light spurted out, shooting straight towards its face.
The young man was startled, but not too panicked. He suddenly raised his head back and waved one hand in front of him, and a small black shield appeared out of thin air in front of the door.
A "poof" sound came.
The seven-color crystal light penetrated directly through the small black shield like an invisible body, and disappeared into the young man's eyebrows in a flash.
The young man stumbled backwards for a few steps before regaining his balance, but his face could no longer remain calm, showing a mixture of shock and anger.
"Hey, kid. You have been hit by this god's Seven Emotions Art. Why don't you surrender to me honestly? Otherwise, you will soon taste the feeling of life being worse than death!"
At this moment, a thin voice came from the young man's ears.
"Seven Emotions Jue!"
When the young man heard this, his heart froze, but with his character, how could he really sit back and wait for death.
Without thinking, he violently flicked his sleeves, and seventy-two green flying swords surged out from his sleeves. After spiraling into the air, they transformed into an array of green and misty swords to protect them inside.
The young man then sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to exercise.
"Hmph, I really can't shed tears until I see the coffin. Okay, I will cast a spell now to let you know how powerful the Seven Emotions Art is!"
The young man's face twitched slightly, but he still sat there indifferently.
At the same time, an obscure spell suddenly echoed over the secret room.
After the young man heard this, his body just trembled, but he still remained motionless without opening his eyes.
After another cold snort, the spell suddenly became several times more rapid than before, but after the young man moved his eyelids, a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face.
"It turns out that the Seven Emotions Jue is used on the Nascent Soul. If this is the case, I am afraid that you have found the wrong target." The young man suddenly burst into laughter, stood up with his eyes suddenly opened, and pointed a finger into the void in front of him.
One stroke.
A flash of blue light!
A sharp green light slashed the giant ape puppet open from the middle, immediately revealing a golden little man about a foot tall hidden inside.
This villain has crystal clear eyes and countless spiritual patterns imprinted on his body. He is also a rare humanoid puppet.
Although this villain was a puppet, his face showed an expression of disbelief at the moment. When he rolled his eyes and wanted to say something else, the young man in the sword array had already twisted his body and appeared directly in front of him like a ghost.
He just raised his hand, and an invisible force surged out, imprisoning the golden villain on the spot.
"Senior calls himself the Divine Lord. Could it be that he is the Divine Lord of Dayan who was so powerful in the far west ten thousand years ago?" The young man stared at the golden little man and asked slowly.
"Yes, so what, no, so what!" After the golden man was silent for a moment, his voice changed and he replied in a somewhat old voice...
"Haha, if not, since I have taken action against you, you and I will naturally have to come to an end. If yes, this junior is actually far west this time, but he is here to find the senior, so he will naturally treat you with courtesy." The young man heard this.
, half-laughing.
"Come to me? Who are you?" The golden man was surprised.
"It's really unbelievable that he is really a senior Dayan. It's amazing that the senior has survived for such a long time! Let me introduce you again. Junior Han Li, who accidentally learned the Dayan Art from his senior, came all the way from Tiannan this time."
The young man took a breath and replied with a sincere smile. At the same time, he shook his sleeves and released the restraints on the villain puppet.
"Han Li? Have you practiced my Dayan Art?" The golden man was also stunned.