Heavenly Monarch Divine Land.
Large groups of people and city towers were moved into the pitch-black spaceships that filled the sky. There was a boundless magnetic force at the entrance of each channel that pulled people in like a black river. They gathered into a thin and long black line and then disappeared at the entrance of the channel.
After nearly two days, the billions of people in the Heavenly Monarch Divine Land were finally brought into the universe by the spaceships and Emperor Gods. They followed Pangu, Fuxi, and the others and broke through the wind, leaving behind a lonely dust field.
Ye Chen and Bai Yijun stood in the Heavenly Dao Divine Boat and followed behind Pangu and Fuxi's spaceships to the distant sky, towards that mysterious place.
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At the shore of Heaven Crossing River, in front of White Spirit Mountain.
The black clothed young man in mink fur stood in midair with an expression that was indifferent like ice. His gaze paused for a moment, and then he raised his head and looked ahead. A few pitch black dots were tearing through the sky over there, and the person in the lead was a slender figure in a white robe. He was an old man that was over 80 years of age, yet the skin on his face was plump and tender. His brows protruded, and his eyebrows that were white as snow hung down to his waist. His silver white hair fluttered in the wind, and his expression was kind yet solemn. His robe was filled with violent winds, and it emanated whistling sounds.
"Who dares to trespass into my White Spirit Mountain Sacred Land!"
The white-robed old man's long and narrow eyes flashed with a sharp cold light. His lips moved slightly, but the entire sky was filled with a thunderous roar.
The young man in black with mink fur raised his eyelids and glanced at him. The corner of his mouth curved into a faint mocking smile. His figure suddenly flashed, leaving behind an afterimage. His real body had already arrived in front of the old man in white who was rushing over. It was as if he had slowly drilled out of the rippling air. The soft light shone on his pitch-black clothes, and all the light seemed to have been swallowed by it.
The white-robed old man's pupils suddenly shrank, and his body came to an emergency stop. He quickly teleported back thousands of feet. His originally angry expression had now turned into shock. He looked at the black-robed young man in bewilderment. The sudden closeness just now was too strange. It was as if he had been standing there all along. He didn't even feel the slightest ripple of energy!
"Great Elder, look."
The two even older white-robed elders beside him had solemn expressions. The elder on the left suddenly looked towards the mountain gate high up in the sky. The scene there caused his expression to become somewhat distorted and horrified. The mountain gate that had stood for countless years, finely tempered by wind and frost, was now splattered with fresh blood. Beside the mountain gate lay more than ten corpses, including the twelve guards, Elder Han, and Elder Mo, who had already come to take over the shift!
They were all dead.
And everyone's death was extremely horrifying. Their hearts were pierced through with a bowl-sized hole. Blood flowed out from the hole and dyed the ground red. As it hadn't been long ago, the blood was still sticky and hadn't completely dried up....
"It's only been one minute since we received the alarm and rushed here!"
............... and they were killed by the enemy............................................................................
"How did this person cross the Heavenly Crossing River?" The white-robed old man on the left frowned.
The Great Elder in the middle had a solemn expression, "Let's delay for a while. This person's strength far surpasses that of a God Emperor. It's very likely that he's a First Stage Epoch Realm expert. We can't afford to be careless."
"How is that possible!"
The old man on the right frowned and exclaimed, "First Stage Epoch Realm. That's equivalent to the strength of the Ten Palace Masters. Could it be that this person is a hidden expert of the continent?
Even with our Bai Clan's connections, we didn't know there was such a person! "
"What are you guys whispering about?"
The black robed young man's face emitted a gentle light. He looked like a handsome god of slaughter. His blade-like eyebrows raised slightly, "I don't want to kill. I only want you guys to scram immediately and leave this White Spirit Mountain. In the future, this will be my palace!"
"What!"
"You want to take over White Spirit Mountain?!"
The Great Elder and the other two old men beside him were enraged. They had invested countless years of effort into White Spirit Mountain and the Bai Clan. This was everything they had. At this moment, this young man in front of them actually said that he wanted to take it away. This had completely touched their reverse scale.
"You have a problem with that?" The black robed young man raised his eyebrows.
"Die!"
The old man on the left roared as his silver hair stood on end. He suddenly raised his hand and fiercely grabbed at the sky. The clouds that filled the sky seemed to be grabbed by this palm. It affected the endless wind, clouds, and air. It quickly condensed into a sharp, transparent cone of light, and fiercely shot towards the black robed young man.
The black robed young man's expression didn't change, but his eyes gradually turned cold. That transparent cone of light fiercely attacked his forehead, but it was blocked by an invisible wall. It couldn't advance at all. Then, in front of the Great Elder and the other two old men's eyes, it suddenly collapsed and dissipated.
Whoosh!
The black robed young man's figure suddenly flashed, and he disappeared.
The Great Elder's heart suddenly skipped a beat. His face twisted with indescribable fear as he roared, "Run …"
Before he could finish speaking, the air in front of him suddenly distorted, and a black figure appeared. A cold face as cold as ice expanded in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved into a cold arc. He could see the fine hairs on the other party's face even though it was only a finger's distance away from his face.
The Great Elder lowered his head in a daze. At this moment, this movement was actually a little difficult for him. Then, he saw that there was a hand covered in sticky blood on his chest. The sharp nails had directly pierced through his soft satin like silver robe, cutting into his skin and coming out from his back.
If his eyes could see behind him, he would see that the hand that had pierced through his chest was holding a bloody red heart. There were more than ten blood-colored tubes connected to it, and it was still beating.
"No … Don't …" The Great Elder's throat moved, and he made a soft pleading sound.
The black-clothed young man in mink fur smiled evilly and suddenly clenched his fist. The sound of his heart bursting was like a balloon bursting, splashing out many pieces of blood and flesh onto his white robe. The First Elder's pupils shrank fiercely, and the light in his eyes dimmed in an instant. His breathing became very weak. He struggled to twist his neck and open his mouth to ask for help. The hoarse voice in his throat was like a broken bellows, which made people's scalps tingle.
When he turned his head, the last light in his eyes was extinguished. He saw that the two old men beside him were standing upright, and half of their heads above their noses had disappeared. Sticky blood overflowed from the wound, and flowed down the entire lower half of their faces.
The black robed young man saw the Great Elder's ashen expression, and the corners of his mouth curved into a happy arc. He raised his other hand, and like a knife, the sharp nails flashed with cold light, and stabbed towards the Great Elder's head.
Clang!
A sharp sound of metal clashing rang in front of the young man in black with mink fur. A golden light suddenly flashed, illuminating the whole world. Then, it suddenly shrank into a golden light spot, piercing toward the eyes of the young man in black with mink fur.
The black-clothed young man's face turned cold, and he instantly retreated thousands of meters. He coldly looked at the golden light, only to see a tall and slender figure, draped in a soft satin robe like starlight, gracefully and cordially landed beside the First Elder. His thick black eyebrows fluttered like feathers, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and the bridge of his nose was like a steep slope. He was indescribably handsome and elegant.
His fine and long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if snowflakes were falling on them, and his whole body was filled with a faint aura of sadness and loneliness.
Bai Tian!
He pressed his hand on the Great Elder's shoulder, and his energy turned into a gentle white light that continuously gathered into the Great Elder's body, causing the Great Elder's face to gradually become rosy. Bai Tian's brows slightly knitted together, as he discovered through the healing process that the Great Elder's meridians and soul were mostly destroyed. He didn't know what method this mysterious young man used, but he easily destroyed the soul and energy that covered every corner of the Great Elder's body.
He healed for a while, and seeing that the Great Elder had regained his mobility, he released his hand and said softly, "You can leave first."
"Yes, Patriarch."
The Great Elder frowned and lowered his head. He paused for a moment, and said softly, "Patriarch, this person's strength is very strong, and is definitely not inferior to the Ten Palace Masters."
"Mn, I understand." Bai Tian waved his hand with an indifferent expression.
After the Great Elder left, Bai Tian raised his head, and on the silver robe in front of his chest, there was a golden aurora floating. It was like a speck of dust floating in the air, inconspicuous, but it carried a light that no one could ignore.
The eyes of the black-clothed young man in mink fur flashed with a bright light. He slightly raised his chin, and his clothes fluttered in the cold wind, "You are the Patriarch here?"
"That's right." Bai Tian replied with a gentle smile.
"That's easy to say."
The black-clothed young man in mink fur moved his finger slightly, "Hand over Whitesoul Mountain, and the Metal Origin Void Artifact in front of you. Also, evacuate everyone in the mountain within a day, and I will let bygones be bygones."
"Oh?"
Bai Tian was a bit surprised, but soon after, he smiled lightly, "If you leave now, I can also let bygones be bygones."
The black-clothed young man in mink fur frowned, and slowly lowered his head. He looked at Bai Tian's face with a sharp and cold gaze, "I never repeat my words, and I will only count to three!"
"Me too."
Bai Tian indifferently stretched out his slender fingers and flicked the dust on his silver robe, and said lightly, "I have always only counted to one, so you can't regret it."
"Oh?" The black-clothed young man in mink fur looked at him with interest.
At this moment, Bai Tian had already raised his hand and reached out to touch the silver white ring on his right hand. This ring had fine and exquisite engravings on it, and when he gently stroked it, the ring seemed to light up for a moment.
(To be continued.
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