Chapter 213 Return to Jiuyang Spring

Bei Ming
The endless white stretches to the horizon, reflecting dazzling light under the sunlight, like a silver ocean.

Ancestor Kunpeng stood on the top of the ice peak in the North Sea, watching Master Xuandu and Yang Ling fly away on the clouds until their figures completely disappeared into the sky.

There was a barely perceptible gloom in his eyes, and the gentle smile on his face instantly collapsed, replaced by an unfathomable indifference.

He turned around and looked into the depths of the North Abyss, where the ice concealed endless secrets.

The corner of Kunpeng's mouth curled up into an imperceptible sneer, as if he was secretly planning something. Although he obeyed the warning of Master Xuandu on the surface, he still had an unknown trump card in this frozen world.

At the same time, Master Xuandu and Yang Ling rode on the clouds, quickly passing through the clouds and moving farther and farther away.

Yang Ling looked back in the direction of Bei Ming, his brows furrowed, his heart full of doubts.

Seeing this, Master Xuandu asked, "Junior brother, what do you think of this trip to the North Sea?"

Yang Ling pondered for a moment, then said with a firm gaze: “Master Xuandu, Patriarch Kunpeng appears respectful on the surface, but his mind is deep and is by no means as simple as it appears.

I am sure that he was one of the quasi-saints who ambushed me this time!"

Upon hearing this, Master Xuandu's eyes flashed with approval, and he nodded, "Your intuition is very accurate. Ancestor Kunpeng is narrow-minded and vindictive, especially greedy... However, this time he should understand the consequences of going against our human sect, and he will not make any big moves in the short term."

Yang Ling nodded slightly, still feeling somewhat worried.

However, he also knew that if they wanted to get rid of the great threat that was Ancestor Kunpeng, the power of the two of them alone would not be enough to accomplish it.

Although Master Xuandu has great magical powers and the Tai Chi diagram in his hand, he is only confident that he can protect himself.

What's more, there are many demons and gods in the North Ming Abyss, including many masters of the Daluo and Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm.

If you want to get rid of Ancestor Kunpeng directly, it can only be done by a saint himself, right?

Master Xuandu's gaze was like a sharp arrow piercing through the clouds, staring straight at Yang Ling. He knew that this junior fellow was meticulous and had his own unique insights into the general situation of the world.

"Junior brother, what do you think of the Demon Saint Bai Ze? Is it possible that he was involved in the ambush?" asked the Great Master Xuandu in a serious tone.

Yang Ling frowned slightly as he recalled the news that had come from Heaven.

"Indeed, there is this possibility." Yang Ling's voice was somewhat certain. "According to the news from the Heavenly Court, Bai Ze Demon Saint has been helping Emperor Gou Chen with strategies. This ambush might have been his idea."

When Master Xuandu heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"This Bai Ze Demon Saint is most likely planning to revive the Demon Court, and Gou Chen is being used as a pawn by him."

The great magician Xuandu has been traveling abroad for many years and has long seen clearly the ambitions of the demon clan.

When Yang Ling heard this, his heart was moved. He knew that the Demon Saint Bai Ze did have the ability and the ambition, but Emperor Gou Chen was also a quasi-saint after all. Could he really be willing to be used by others?

Just as the two were discussing, a ray of light streaked across the sky like a meteor and flew towards them quickly.

Yang Ling stretched out his hand, and the spiritual light fell into his hand, turning into a jade slip with a faint luster.

This is a way for the immortal gods in the ancient times to transmit messages. The information contained in the jade slip can be known with just a thought.

Yang Ling looked solemn as he gently crushed the jade slip. Immediately, a message flowed into his heart like a clear spring.

This is the news from Marshal Tianpeng. He has a certain status in the Heavenly Court and is usually well aware of the latest developments.

The news said that the Demon Saint Bai Ze rescued Gou Chen, and the two of them had successfully escaped from heaven.

This sudden news made Yang Ling frown.

He didn't expect that the guy Gou Chen had just been suppressed, and the Demon Saint Bai Ze had already rescued him!

God Haotian must be furious!
This is so embarrassing!

The most important thing is that if this guy Gou Chen escapes, he might take revenge on his family out of hatred!
This is what worries Yang Ling the most!

Seeing this, Master Xuandu asked, "Brother, what makes you so worried?"

Yang Ling did not hide anything and told Master Xuandu the information in the jade slip truthfully.

Upon hearing the news, Great Wizard Xuandu's face turned serious. He knew what this meant - the ambition of the Demon Saint Bai Ze did not stop there. The joining of Gou Chen would bring greater power to the demon clan, which would have a huge impact on the pattern of the Heavenly Court and even the entire prehistoric world.

The two looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes.

Master Xuandu took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "It seems that we need to re-evaluate the threat of Bai Ze Demon Saint. If he can completely win over Emperor Gou Chen to the side of the demon clan, then the power of the demon clan will be greatly enhanced."

Yang Ling nodded, his eyes revealing a hint of determination: "No matter what, this Gou Chen must be captured!
If he were hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to take revenge, it would have a huge impact on the safety of my wife and children."

"You are right. We cannot ignore this matter."

Master Xuandu also agreed with Yang Ling's opinion. He knew the seriousness of the matter and that action must be taken as soon as possible.

The two men did not stay any longer and decided to split up immediately. The former would go to Beijuluzhou to investigate the movements of the demon clan and look for the whereabouts of Gou Chen, while the latter would rush back to Chaoge as soon as possible to prevent his family from being attacked.

Yang Ling's clouds were speeding across the sky, so fast that it looked like a bolt of lightning streaking across the sky. His brows were furrowed, and his heart was like a hammer hanging down. Gou Chen's escape was like a bolt from the blue to him.

Even though Gou Chen had suffered severe damage, his strength was definitely not something he could match now.

His home, his wife and children, everything he has, may be in danger because of the revenge of this quasi-saint.

This feeling of powerlessness ignited a fire of anger in his heart and also ignited his deepest desire - to become stronger.

Yang Ling clenched his hands into fists, his eyes gleaming with determination.

He knew that if he wanted to protect the ones he loved, relying solely on the protection of others was far from enough.

He needed to become stronger, strong enough to face any threat.

But how can we become stronger quickly?
Although he is only a Golden Immortal, he can fight against Taiyi Golden Immortal, but he can hardly shake Daluo Golden Immortal...

If he wants to compete with a quasi-saint like Gou Chen, he must at least become a Daluo Jinxian.

But he is only a Golden Immortal now, and there is still a Taiyi Golden Immortal between him and the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal, which can be said to be a world of difference.

However, becoming stronger is not easy. The leap from Golden Immortal to Daluo Golden Immortal is not only a leap in cultivation, but also an understanding and comprehension of Tao.

To him, attaining enlightenment seemed like an unattainable dream.

Yang Ling thought about various possibilities. He knew that it was almost impossible to make a breakthrough in a short period of time by relying solely on his own hard work.

He must find a shortcut, or some kind of opportunity, to be able to achieve enlightenment in a short period of time.

"Should I seek help from my teacher, or look for those legendary treasures?"

Yang Ling was thinking in his mind. He knew that there were countless rare treasures in the prehistoric world, and each of them contained incredible power and opportunities.

However, this is not the beginning of the world, and most of the treasures in the world already have owners... If it is an ownerless treasure, with the luck bonus brought by his current extremely high [Luck] attribute, it is very likely that he will get it.

However, the path of cultivation is to go against the will of heaven, so how can there be any shortcuts?

While I was thinking about it, suddenly a ray of fire like the dawn came from the north and cut through the blue sky.

In the firelight, a huge firebird could be vaguely seen. As its wings flapped, it created waves of heat that seemed to set the sky on fire.

Yang Ling's eyes were fixed on the fire, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

As the distance shortened, the light of the firebird gradually dissipated, revealing a handsome young man wearing flaming armor.

The young man had a resolute face and a fiery light in his eyes, like a god of war born from fire.

The young man seemed to sense Yang Ling's gaze, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then his body shook and turned into a red light, disappearing into the sky at an even faster speed.

Yang Ling's heart moved slightly. He could feel that the aura of the other party was strong and unique. It was very likely that he was a demon from Northern Juluzhou.

Uttarakuru is the base camp of the demon clan. If a demon god appears, something big will happen.

After a moment's thought, he decided to follow secretly.

Yang Ling knew that he must not alert the enemy, so he chose to hide his body and followed quietly.

Yang Ling's body was light and agile, like a wisp of smoke, shuttling through the sky, changing direction several times in succession to ensure that he would not be discovered by the other party.

As the distance shortened, Yang Ling became more and more certain that the other party had an extraordinary background.

The red light seemed to contain a powerful force, and even he felt a little oppressive from it.

This is an ancient demon god of the Golden Immortal level!
Time passed by, Yang Ling followed closely, crossed countless mountains and rivers, and came to Nanshanbuzhou. He kept thinking in his mind that if the other party was really a demon, he must be careful and not expose himself easily.

Just as he was concentrating, the red light suddenly stopped. Yang Ling's heart tightened, and he quickly hid his body and hid in a cloud of mist.

Through the clouds, he saw the handsome young man standing in a valley, seemingly waiting for something.

There is a small pond in the valley. The surface of the pond is as calm as a mirror and the water is extremely clear.

The young man looked around but didn't notice anyone following him.

Yang Ling used the Wanxiang Ruyi Plate and the Zhengli Wuying Technique to conceal his aura, and even the Daluo Jinxian would find it difficult to detect his whereabouts.

At this moment, the flame armor on the young man suddenly lit up, and a powerful wave emanated from him, as if communicating with something, and the small pond also lit up with a blazing light.

Yang Ling's heart was moved. Could this fluctuation be...

Before he had time to think about it, he saw the handsome young man standing on the edge of the pond and jumped into the water like a fish, instantly disappearing into the brilliance of the pond.

As he disappeared, the light gradually dimmed and the pond returned to tranquility again.

Yang Ling was secretly surprised when he saw the handsome young man disappear into the small pond.

He didn't expect that this valley actually hid a secret passage leading to the small world, and the entrance to this passage was actually an inconspicuous small pond.

He tiptoed to the edge of the pond, staring at the light slowly dissipating on the water.

Although the pond is small, the ripples on the water exude an extraordinary atmosphere.

Yang Ling reached out and touched the pool water, and immediately felt a burning force surging into his body from his fingertips. His expression changed slightly, and he immediately understood what this thing was.

"Nine Sun Spring!"

He remembered that the little white rabbit once said that nine of the ten little golden crows in the ancient demon court were shot down by Dayi of the witch clan.

The nine little golden crows were shot to the ground, but their resentment remained, so they turned into nine yang springs. It seems that the spiritual spring in front of us is one of them.

According to the little white rabbit, there is a small world in every sip of Yangquan, which contains the secret treasures of the demon clan and is guarded by ancient ferocious beasts.

Yes, the last time he was in the Xianglengquan Secret Realm, he obtained the Luobao Money and the Enlightenment Tea Tree, and also absorbed the True Fire of the Sun.

At that time, he was also thinking that if he had the chance in the future, he would go to other secret realms and absorb all the true sun fire stored in them.

But later he made some inquiries and found out that apart from the secret realm of Xianglengquan, no one knew where the other eight Yangquan were.

I didn't expect to run into him by accident this time.

Yang Ling was secretly delighted.

When he absorbed the true sun fire in the Xianglengquan secret realm, his strength more than doubled.

Although his current strength is no longer comparable to what it used to be, if he could absorb the true sun fire in this secret realm, he might be able to significantly increase his strength.

It’s just that the entrance to this secret realm seems to be guarded by a formation. But for him who is in possession of the “group” secret, it doesn’t seem difficult to solve.

Yang Ling stood by the pond, his eyes sharp as torches, carefully observing the formation in front of him.

This formation seems complicated, but to him, it has an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He closed his eyes and immersed his mind in the understanding of the formation. After a while, he found a pattern in it.

This is an encrypted formation. Only those who know the specific password can go through it smoothly. Otherwise, the formation will be triggered to block the entrance.

Fortunately, although this formation is complicated, it is not unbreakable for Yang Ling.

Yang Ling opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and pointed a few fingers into the air. Every time his finger touched the ground, a ray of light immediately emerged.

As Yang Ling's finger techniques changed, the bright light gradually formed a strange pattern, slowly rotating.

Yang Ling's movements became faster and faster. His fingertips seemed to be dancing with an invisible pen, outlining complex runes.

The runes intertwined in the air, emitting a faint glow, echoing the formation in the pond. Soon, Yang Ling pointed a few times again, and the light on the water surface condensed into a light gate.

This light gate emits a gentle glow, appearing mysterious and alluring.

Yang Ling looked at the light gate in front of him, with a smile on his face. He knew that he had successfully cracked the entrance formation of this secret realm.

Without hesitation, he turned into a beam of light and passed through the light gate...

The moment he passed through the light gate, Yang Ling felt a powerful suction force, and his body seemed to be pulled by countless silk threads, passing through the tunnel of time and space.

However, this feeling was fleeting, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in a completely new world—in front of him was a vast valley, in the middle of which stood a huge volcano with billowing smoke, surrounded by patches of emerald green forests, and several huge firebirds flying in the sky…

(End of this chapter)