The Xinghai Swordsman said slowly: "Members of the Yin Yang Caravan."
Um?
Among the five Thieves, some looked confused, some were troubled, and some were confused.
Only Thief Saint, his pupils shrank sharply, and he said in a concentrated voice: "Are you talking about the Yin-Yang caravan founded by the descendants of Taoist Master Taichu?"
Very few people have heard of the Yin Yang Caravan, because it has not appeared in the Nine-Star Civilization for at least dozens of epochs.
It is said that it occasionally appears in low-level civilizations, like a flash in the pan. When people get the news and arrive, they have disappeared without a trace.
The reason why the Thief Saint knew of its existence was that he accidentally found a stone tablet while digging up the ancestral tomb of a great sage family.
The stone tablet records the secret of the rise of the holy clan - many years ago, the ancestor of the family accidentally encountered the Yin and Yang caravan, and exchanged his most beloved woman for a mysterious spiritual fluid.
After taking the spiritual fluid, his body, which was an ordinary creature, was transformed and he became a superior race with a special physique.
His talent was far greater than before, and he gradually developed through it, creating the Great Sage Family.
After that, the Thief Saint often paid attention to news about the Yin Yang Caravan.
However, the description of them is like a taboo. There are no explicit records. There are only fragments of records in some ancient tombs.
That's why the Thief Saint was extremely shocked.
She suddenly raised her head, stared at the unattractive girl with eight hands, and breathed in cold air. Was that the legendary member of the Yin Yang Caravan?
"She is very strong. It is estimated that if she reaches the peak of the Great Sage, she may have reached the level of the All Saint." Xinghai Swordsman whispered: "Before you came, she killed hundreds of prisoners who besieged her in one go.
"
hiss--
The prisoners who besieged her, ranging from ancient saints to great saints, were actually killed by him in one breath.
What kind of overwhelming strength should this be?
"Before the underworld tsunami came, she set a rule on the corpse mountain. Before the underworld ebbs, no one is allowed to argue, otherwise they will be killed without mercy." The Xinghai Swordsman looked at the other party cautiously.
The Thief Saint was terrified. He was indeed a member of the Yin Yang Caravan, and his strength was terrifying and despairing.
Crash--
At this time, the sea water of Huangquan surged up and just submerged the old trace, then stopped rising and stayed there.
Taking this opportunity, Su Yu immediately sat cross-legged and began to replenish his consumption.
Just now, both the power of chaos and the power of my Heavenly Dao Lord were severely depleted.
The former is okay, Shi Xin will slowly recover on his own, but the power of the Heavenly Dao Master can only be achieved by absorbing the Dao Qi from all around.
Su Yu raised his head and looked around, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Because this place had been closed all year round and isolated from the world, there was not much Dao Qi left at all, and it was all filled with a stench that towered into the sky.
Even if you meditate for a hundred years, you may not be able to recover all your power as a Heavenly Dao Lord.
This is not a surprise, otherwise the little skeleton would not be able to fight back and be subdued by Su Yu. If the Tao Qi here were normal, it would have returned to its full strength long ago.
"Fortunately, there is an ancient domineering ancestral technique on the Guixu Monument." Su Yu closed his eyes and drew a clear and full trace in the air with both hands at the same time.
A surprising scene appeared. In the atmosphere, the extremely thin Tao Qi, as close as around us and as far away as the horizon, all gathered in front of the traces of ancestral skills.
The prisoners present immediately became commotion.
"Look, he can actually gather the meager amount of Dao Qi from the Heavenly Dao Prison!"
"Oh my god, am I dazzled? The Tao Qi here is so thin that it is impossible to absorb it, but he is actually able to peel it out of the turbid atmosphere."
"What clan is he from? What kind of ancestral art does he practice?"
Suddenly, the commotion quickly quieted down.
Because from the top of the mountain, an eye as sharp as thunder shot through their bodies, making them all feel chilled.
Looking back, what frightened them was that the girl opened her eyes again without knowing when.
Next, what made them all tremble was that she actually stood up and slowly walked down the mountain towards Su Yu.
She came to Su Yu with sharp and confused eyes.
"Where did you learn this?" The girl stared at Su Yu and asked calmly.
Su Yu opened his mouth and sucked in all the Tao Qi, and then replied: "I learned it accidentally."
"Unintentional?" The woman's eyes were deep: "This is an ancestral art that appeared at the same time as Taoist Taichu. It is one of the ancestral arts that he created personally. So far, it has not been passed down to the second race."
"What a coincidence that you were unintentional."
Yeah?
Su Yu only knew about the traces of ancestral skills on the Guixu Monument, but he really didn't know that there were still some ancestral skills on it that had not been taught to others.
"I think it's a coincidence, too." Su Yu said calmly.
The woman stared at Su Yu, her eyes getting deeper and deeper: "Who are you?"
Her eyes seemed to be able to see through Su Yu: "He obviously has the aura of chaos, but he is not a descendant of the emperor. He looks a bit like the emperor himself, but his soul is not."
Su Yu's face was expressionless, but waves were already stirring in his heart.
It only took a few glances for this woman to see so clearly?
Who is she?
"Of course I am a prisoner imprisoned just like you." Su Yu concealed it.
The woman looked at Su Yu, shook her head, and didn't say anything else.
"Just take care of yourself." The woman silently returned to the top of the mountain and closed her eyes again.
Su Yu took a deep look at her, closed his eyes, and refined the Tao Qi just now into the power of the Heavenly Dao Lord, recovering his own losses.
Time passed little by little.
Three full days later.
The yellow spring water finally began to ebb.
The water level continued to drop at an alarming speed. When Su Yu was at a loss for where to go, the Thief Saint came over and lowered his voice and said, "Do you want to join us? Now is the best time to enter the second level."
Su Yu refused without thinking: "Sorry, I prefer to act alone."
"Okay, if you want to go to the second floor, follow Huang Quan..." The Thief Saint transmitted the message and handed over all the information he had to Su Yu.
This made Su Yu's eyes light up. This information was quite valuable.
"Thank you."
The Thief Saint waved his hand: "No need, you are also kind to us."
Su Yu immediately looked at the falling water level, and with a thought in his heart, he followed the yellow spring water down the mountain.
As soon as he moved, the prisoners all over the mountain started to stir and followed Su Yu not far behind.
Once the underworld water recedes, the ban on the Eight-handed Women will lose its effect. At that time, no one can stop them from doing anything they want to do.
The little skeleton jumped up, caught up with Su Yu, grinned and said, "Boy, you seem to be in a very bad situation."
"It's okay." Su Yu said calmly.
The little skeleton said: "How about you unlock my restrictions and I'll tell you a way to get rid of them?"
Su Yu said: "No, if they catch up, I will throw you away. I believe they will not waste the flesh and blood of a great saint."