Two days later, Tang Yan made the final decision, packed up the necessities, bid farewell to Zhaoyi, bid farewell to Tang Yanshan, bid farewell to Immortal Phoenix and others one by one, and left Beast Mountain alone.
He didn't bring anyone with him, only a small golden monkey on his shoulder and an ancient sword on his back.
In order to avoid trouble, Tang Yan asked a Cerberus disguise master to make him a detailed disguise. He had a beard, wheat-colored skin, linen shorts and shorts, and paired with his strong muscles, he looked a bit reckless and brave.
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In addition, the Stone Frog Seal was used to suppress the saint's aura and control it at the semi-saint level.
In order to avoid ostentation, I sealed the aura of the ancient sword.
Tang Yan is now in the holy realm, and it is easy to seal an ancient war sword.
"Let's go, all the way east, aiming for the Pangu tribe." Tang Yan put aside his distracting thoughts, relaxed, and left the Beast Mountain with a meteoric stride, starting a new journey.
The little golden monkey on the shoulder screamed excitedly.
"Do you want to send someone to follow?" Nian Lao accompanied Ke Zunshan and stared at the direction Tang Yan left.
"No need. We shoulder the responsibility of protecting him, but we cannot become his cage. Excessive worry will only suppress his growth rate. We have been together for so long and have learned a lot. You should be able to understand who he is and what he deserves.
We are assured.”
Ke Zunshan admired Tang Yan's decision very much. He only went on the road without any worries or worries, just to explore the martial arts in his heart. This is exactly the blood and pride that a young man should have. This is the son of the emperor worth protecting.
He knows that the road ahead is bumpy, but he still moves forward bravely; he knows that his status is special and he is destined to be watched, but he is still fearless; he knows that he has the blood of two emperors and is easily chased by all races, but he is still passionate.
He had a private conversation with Tang Yan and agreed with Tang Yan's decision. Tang Yan also used his firmness to convince Ke Zunshan and begged not to send anyone to follow him.
People who don't know Tang Yan will think that his move is reckless, but people who really know Tang Yan's past experience have no reason to stop him.
"If the King of Hell were here, maybe he would send someone to keep an eye on it. The least we can do is do something so as not to arouse the conflict of the King of Hell. If something happens in the future, we might as well have an explanation."
"Ma Long will also let go completely here. The young master has proven himself and has the strength of the Holy Realm. He no longer needs our company."
The old man nodded slowly and stopped insisting. He personally appreciated Tang Yan's decision and gesture, but he was just worried about arousing the resentment of King Ma Yan. After all, anyone could see that King Ma Yan cared for Tang Yan. He didn't want to cause any anger because of this kind of thing.
There is conflict between the two sides.
"Let's bless him. To be honest, before I met him, I fantasized about many scenarios and many of his characters, but the real him is different from any of the ones in my imagination. He is really excellent and strong.
, not arrogant, much better than I expected.”
Ke Zunshan's stern expression softened slightly: "It's worth protecting!!"
The Forgotten War Realm, the seventh year of the Era, at the end of April. Tang Yan, the destiny son of the Demon Spirit Clan, embarked on a journey to a new land, officially starting the exploration of the Forgotten War Realm, and starting a new round of life and death experience.
Knowing that the road ahead will be difficult, Tang Yan is full of enthusiasm and has unlimited expectations.
The unrestrained indulgence and the freedom to indulge in wild adventures made Tang Yan feel the long-lost comfort and relaxation, as if he had returned to his youth and the Dayan era, and had rediscovered himself full of vigor and passion.
Tang Yan strode forward, facing the rising sun, while the golden monkey held its head high and writhed in joy.
Also at the end of April, a strange scene appeared in Cangwu Abyss, causing a sensation.
Suddenly dark clouds rolled over the huge battlefield where the melee was ongoing, and the energy surged, causing natural disasters and wonders of the world. In the end, all kinds of energy, raging corpse energy, and violent wind and rain converged into a vast wonder like a 'dragon sucking water', from the thick
The clouds reached deep into the Cangwu Abyss.
The drastic change shocked all parties, causing the fierce battle to stagnate for a long time, and then triggered an even more crazy and violent attack. Because of this situation - becoming a saint?!
Five days later, Hanchen, the son of destiny of the Corpse Royal Family, was officially promoted to saint!
He completed a difficult transformation during the war, adding a fighting force to the Zombie Royal Family.
Hanchen comes out of seclusion and fights towards the battlefield. He sharpens himself in the crazy and chaotic battlefield and consolidates the holy realm.
At the beginning of May, Brahma, the destiny prince of Asura, ended ten years of brutal retreat, fully awakened in the depths of the blood river, and officially entered the holy realm of Asura.
On May 8th, Brahma led the Asura Guards of a hundred people to leave the tribe and embark on a six-month-long "Journey to Strengthen the Saints". In the first battle, they raided the "Devil's Cave", the home of the Li Demon Clan.
In half a day, he created a magnificent record of killing 100,000 evil demons, leaving a reputation for cruel killings, causing a sensation in the territory of the Li Demon Tribe, and angering this fiery demon tribe.
Brahma, the destiny prince of Asura, did not stop there. He actually took a circuitous route to avoid the Li Demon Clan's millions of pursuers, and forced his way into the Stone Demon Clan's territory.
They raged all the way, trampled wildly, and brutally slaughtered all the pursuers.
The continuous chaos caused chaos within the Li Mo clan and the Stone Demon clan, until it affected the battlefield of Cangwu Abyss, angering the Li Mo Emperor and the Stone Demon Emperor.
Across thousands of miles of territory, the Li Demon Emperor and the Stone Demon Emperor issued strict orders to hunt down and kill the tribe.
On May 15th, a full-scale riot broke out in the two demon territories, and a nationwide search was launched.
This was Prince Asura's first public appearance in battle. He showed no fear and risked being surrounded and massacred by the two demon clans. He ran wantonly through the demon clan's territory, causing massacres, and even openly faced the demon clan's strong soldiers.
His evil name remains in the demon territory, but no one knows his true identity, let alone the name of Prince Destiny. A fang mask covers his face, hiding everything.
He is like a ghost, wandering in the dark demon territory, defending his dignity and creating his own glory. This is an experience and a test.
However, Tang Yan had no way of knowing all of this. He did not know that the two neighbors had already shown their fangs, and the two princes with great destiny had already appeared in the world. He was wandering in the mountains and forests, pursuing his own destiny.
After six days of leisurely trekking, Tang Yan left the Gonggu Mountains and approached the edge of the southeastern territory, where he discovered the traces left by the original 'Witch Book Battlefield'.
"I feel like the atmosphere here is weird." Tang Yan squatted beside a long crack in the ground, his fingertips lightly touching the cracked stone soil, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
The battlefield was huge, but this crack was the most eye-catching. It was violently split by some huge force, bombarded from a hundred meters away, and extended to a hundred meters away. A mountaintop was split open.
The cracks were not only long and neat, but also bottomless, and even surging with traces of black energy. This was obviously the residual energy from when the cracks opened, and it has not dissipated until now. This shows how terrifying the original chop was.
"Why does this sword technique have traces and residual aura, so it feels like the sky is collapsing?" Tang Yan suddenly had a strange thought. The key was that there was a special response from the ancient sword behind him, reminding him.
"Zhizhi." The little golden monkey sat on the arrowhead, tapping Erlang's legs and gesticulating gracefully.
"Speak humanly! Who knows what you are mumbling!" Tang Yan despised.
"Squeak! Squeak!" The little golden monkey scratched Tang Yan's ear with his paw. He was full of spiritual energy and seemed to hate that iron cannot become steel. He gestured hard.
"Huh?" Tang Yan finally understood and waved out layers of green fire threads to capture the remaining breath of the battlefield.
The scale of the battlefield was very large, extending for more than ten kilometers in a chaotic manner. Looking at it, it was a mess. To be able to create a fierce battle on such a scale was probably the work of a saint.
When the Holy Realm takes action, the remaining aura can be preserved for at least a few months, so if you use green fire to capture the energy, you may gain something.
"Corpse Qi?!" Tang Yan's face changed slightly, and he controlled the green fire to trap a few strands of compressed gray energy. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. Isn't this corpse Qi?
"Zhizhi." The little golden monkey straightened his back as if to take credit, patted Tang Yan's head with his little paws, and snorted proudly, meaning to learn from his brother.
"Where is this place?" Tang Yan stretched the green fire out of the crack and forcibly extracted the remaining energy inside. At this moment, there was an obvious response from the ancient sword behind him.
The golden monkey jumped to the ground and carefully explored something.
"Hey, this is interesting." Tang Yan studied the battlefield and suddenly became energetic.
"Zhizhi." The little golden monkey is very sensitive to energy fluctuations and points to the southeast, meaning it is going that way.
"Looking at the traces of the battlefield, it should be over in a few days. Let's go and catch up to see where the lonely ghosts are running wild here." Tang Yan carried the ancient sword on his back and rushed into the night, following the faint traces of light left in the air.
The breath is moving forward.
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