The entire Xiao clan, and thousands of innocent Xiao clan children, died tragically at the hands of the demon clan.
Ji Tianxing's murderous intention and anger could not be washed away even if he poured out all the water from the three rivers and the four seas.
After a long time, he slowly withdrew his gaze, and with an extremely heavy heart, turned around and flew towards Tianzhu Mountain.
Tianzhu Mountain is the forbidden area of the Xiao clan and the secluded place of Xiao Wentian, the ancestor of the Xiao family.
This mountain peak is huge, tens of thousands of meters high, like a pillar standing upright from the sky, exuding a majestic and majestic atmosphere.
The first time Ji Tianxing met Xiao Wentian was at the top of Tianzhu Mountain.
He clearly remembered that the top of the mountain was surrounded by a sea of white clouds.
There is a flat land with a radius of ten miles on the top of the mountain, covered with dark red Lingyu maple trees.
The dense Lingyu maple leaves are as red as fire, turning the top of the mountain into a dark red world.
Deep in the woods, there is a two-story wooden house, with a hundred-foot-tall green maple tree growing in the yard.
When he first saw Xiao Wentian, Xiao Wentian was sitting under the green maple tree, sitting still for a long time in front of this chessboard like a dead tree.
But now, when Ji Tianxing flew through the white clouds and thick fog and flew near Tianzhu Mountain, he was stunned by the sight in front of him.
The giant peak that was 10,000 meters high in the past has disappeared!
He passed through layers of thick fog and saw the scene below clearly.
It turns out that the Tianzhu Mountain that towers over the sky and the earth has been cut in half!
The entire giant mountain collapsed and turned into endless rocks, which piled up in the deep valley at the foot of the mountain, forming hundreds of miles of ruins!
The ground around Tianzhu Mountain was covered with wide ravines and deep pits, and several nearby peaks were also damaged and collapsed into rubble.
What a tragic sight!
Ji Tianxing could imagine the scene of Xiao Wentian fighting with the Son of Blood God just by looking at the hundreds of miles of ruins and huge cracks around them.
The attack must have caused the mountains to collapse and the earth to crack, and the sun and moon to lose light.
After a moment of silence, he quickly gathered his thoughts, released the power of his soul, and searched carefully in the ruins.
"Xiao Wentian, you must not die!
Tianzhu Mountain, which supports the Xiao Clan's barrier, has fallen. You, the pillar supporting the Xiao Clan, cannot fall down too!"
He prayed silently in his heart and looked around anxiously.
The invisible power of the soul shrouded dozens of miles around, searching deep into the ground without letting go of any inch.
Time passes quietly.
There was deathly silence near the ruins of Tianzhu Mountain, and even the air seemed to be frozen.
Ji Tianxing's face became more solemn and his expression became more and more ugly.
Soon, half an hour passed.
He searched hundreds of miles around, but barely managed to turn over the entire ruins.
But he still couldn't find Xiao Wentian, not even a corpse or a fragment of the magic weapon.
"Damn it! How could this happen? Even if Xiao Wentian is killed, there won't be even a trace left behind!"
Ji Tianxing was filled with anxiety, staring at the ruins with gloomy eyes and muttering to himself.
He was unwilling to give in and searched the ruins of Tianzhu Mountain from beginning to end.
This time he searched more carefully. The power of the soul went deep into the ground for forty miles, and he had to check even a grain of sand.
Finally, half an hour later, when he searched to the edge of the ruins, he finally made a discovery.
Thirty miles underground, among the layers of rocks, there was a faint fluctuation of mana flashing through.
This discovery shocked Ji Tianxing's spirit, and a glimmer of hope rekindled in his eyes filled with depression.
"Whoa!"
He quickly used the earth escape method, drilled deep into the ground, and flew towards the rock formation.
After just a few dozen breaths, he went forty miles underground and drilled into the gray steel rock formation as hard as refined iron.
After careful investigation, he found a black iron piece from the dense and thick rock layer.
He held the piece of iron in his palm and looked at it carefully.
I saw that this piece of black iron was only the size of a fingernail. It looked primitive and vicissitudes of life, as if it had experienced tens of thousands of years.
The edge of the iron piece is irregular and has many cracks extending from it, just like the fragments of a broken magic weapon.
No matter how you look at it, this piece of black iron is inconspicuous, no different from scrap metal.
But Ji Tianxing was very sure that the fluctuation of mana just now came from this piece of black iron.
He left the ground with the black iron piece and returned to the sky.
Holding the black iron piece in his hand, he turned it over and over for a long time before he gradually saw the clues.
Facts have proved that his guess was correct, this piece of black iron is indeed a fragment of an ancient magic weapon, and it still contains mysterious power.
He injected the power of his soul into the black iron piece, and then vaguely detected that there was a small magic space inside the black iron piece.
However, the magic space is protected by a mysterious formation.
If he wants to explore the situation in the magic weapon space, he must crack the protective formation.
"I searched all around Tianzhu Mountain and found neither Xiao Wentian nor any useful clues.
The only clue is this black iron piece, I hope it can bring miracles..."
Ji Tianxing murmured to himself, then concentrated on studying the formation and thinking about how to break it.
One hour, two hours, three hours... soon five hours passed.
He studied for a long time, and even entered Sword God Mu and went to Tianshu Pavilion before finding information about the mysterious formation.
Finally, he determined that this piece of black iron was a product of ancient times and should be a fragment of a certain artifact.
He pondered for a whole day before deducing the method to break it, and then began to cast spells to break the formation.
Two days later, he tried his best and exhausted his heart, and finally cracked the protective formation in the magic space.
The magic weapon space lost its protection and cover, and was exposed to him without any secrets.
He didn't care to take a breath, and couldn't wait to release the power of his soul and penetrate into the magic weapon space.
I saw a mummy lying in the magic space with a radius of three feet!
The mummy was that of a tribal man, and the green robe he was wearing had long been torn into pieces and turned into a pile of rags.
There was not a drop of blood in the body, and it was as dry as if it had been baked.
Withered skin and muscles tightly wrapped around a skeleton, which had long lost the breath of life.
But in the head of the mummy, there is still a very weak wave of soul, which is beating gently!
Although, the mummy has changed beyond recognition, and it is impossible to distinguish between male and female and age.
Ji Tianxing is no stranger to the fluctuations of soul coming from Keqian's corpse!
His expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed in disbelief: "Xiao Wentian! It's actually Xiao Wentian!
His blood was drained, turned into a mummy, and he is still hiding in this piece of black iron?!"
Seeing that the majestic old man turned into such a miserable state, Ji Tianxing was not only shocked, but also filled with anger and hatred.
Shui Ruoyu's divine bones were removed, and Xiao Wentian's divine blood was also drained.
The Demon Emperor's conspiracy is about to succeed, but he is powerless to stop or save it!