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Death Cliff, Strange Canyon.
This canyon was very special and strange. There was no one within a hundred miles, not even a demonic beast. It was terrifyingly quiet, and there was an extremely oppressive feeling.
Buzz!
If an expert came here, he would find that there were layers of invisible halos at the entrance of the canyon, which completely sealed off the area. According to the power of the halos, even an Invincible Saint would not be able to break through it.
The canyon was shrouded in Death Qi, and there was no sign of life at all. Two figures were lying on the ground, unconscious. They were Leng Xian and Fang Chen.
Leng Xian and the black figure fought fiercely, causing a great commotion. In the end, Leng Xian defeated the black figure with the help of Fang Chen's Vermilion Bird Bloodline, and escaped to this place. However, because of this, Leng Xian was heavily injured and fell into a coma. As for Fang Chen, his Vermilion Bird Bloodline was exhausted and could not support him.
Splash!
The creek flowed, and the Death Qi spread in the silent canyon. One could even see the movement of the Death Qi in the creek.
Normally, such a strong Death Qi would corrode the body of a Five Elements Sacred Realm expert. However, there was a faint halo around Leng Xian, and the Death Qi could not get close.
As for Fang Chen, he was also protected by the faint halo around Leng Xian's body.
After an unknown amount of time, Fang Chen woke up. Pain spread throughout his body. His fingers twitched, and he slowly opened his eyes. Then, he let out a miserable cry.
He had a splitting headache, and there was a crack on his Primordial Spirit. The energy in his body was exhausted, and he could not even lift his hand.
"Where am I?"
Fang Chen recalled what happened before he fell into a coma. At that time, Leng Xian and the black figure were fighting fiercely. He activated his Vermilion Bird Bloodline to help Leng Xian, and then fell into a coma. He could not remember anything.
"Where is Leng Xian?"
Fang Chen wanted to turn his head, but he found that he could not move his body.
Feeling the strong Death Qi, he was alert. However, if he was really in a dangerous place, he would have died long ago. It should be safe here for the time being.
Whoosh!
Thinking of this, Fang Chen let out a sigh of relief and slowly adjusted his body. The Perfect Bloodline seeped into his body bit by bit, helping him recover his strength.
At this moment, a bell-like voice rang in his ears.
Needless to say, it was Leng Xian's voice. Unfortunately, Fang Chen could not turn his head and could not see Leng Xian's face.
"Are you okay?"
Leng Xian asked. A strange expression surfaced on her cold and arrogant face. If it wasn't for Fang Chen, she might have really died in that forest.
At this moment, Leng Xian looked at Fang Chen with a grave expression.
"I'm fine. Where is this?" Fang Chen asked.
"This is my territory. There's a powerful seal around it that no one can break. It's absolutely safe." Leng Xian said. "You used your bloodline power and used up all your energy. You need to rest."
After speaking, Leng Xian fell into silence.
She sat down cross-legged and began to heal her wounds. Not long after, her complexion became a little rosy. Her injuries were basically fine. She looked at Fang Chen again and muttered to herself for a moment before saying, "Thank you."
"I should be the one thanking you."
Fang Chen grinned. If it wasn't for Leng Xian, he might have exploded and died from comprehending the origin of wood.
Leng Xian's appearance prevented him from making a big mistake.
Leng Xian shook her head. She did not want to dwell on this topic. She changed the topic. "If I'm not wrong, your previous realm had reached the level of a Ninth Order Saint, but it fell because of a serious injury."
"That's right."
Fang Chen told Leng Xian about what had happened in the Ghost Manor's territory.
After listening, the latter nodded calmly. Fang Chen vaguely felt that Leng Xian seemed to know the background of the Ghost Manor Lord.
"It's best not to go to the Ghost Manor territory in the future. That area is very demonic."
Leng Xian said. "It's very difficult for you to compete for the Ghost Artifact unless you can step into the level of a Pinnacle Saint."
In the Cliff of Death, many clans were eyeing the Ghost Artifact.
As long as there was any movement of the Ghost Artifact, it could not be hidden from them. And a human martial artist whose realm had fallen to the level of a Saint King, how could he compete with those ancient clans?
"Senior, what's the relationship between the primitive clans and Supreme Fu Jian?" Fang Chen asked. This was what he wanted to know the most.
The world-shocking great demon had asked him to come to the Cliff of Death to find the Ghost Artifact and then bring it back to the Dragon Slaying Cave. Sky Dragon Supreme had asked him to help Princess Huang bring the Ghost Artifact back to the primitive clans.
He was very clear that the Ghost Artifact must be very involved, and it might affect the fate of the Chaos Realm.
However, what puzzled him the most was the role of the primitive clans in the entire matter.
Why did Sky Dragon Supreme ask Princess Huang to bring the Ghost Artifact back to the Life Forbidden Zone?
Leng Xian was silent. Her beautiful face flickered with a cold aura. She raised her head and looked at the void. Her eyes were abnormally solemn. She seemed to have recalled some painful memories.
Feeling the oppressive aura in the void, Fang Chen did not dare to ask Leng Xian anymore. He was afraid that the latter would kill him in anger.
Just like this, the canyon became silent again.
Half a month later, Fang Chen's strength was finally almost recovered. With the penetration of the perfect bloodline, his injuries were basically healed. His face was glowing. He stood up from the ground and turned his head to look behind him.
A peerless face was imprinted in his eyes. Fang Chen was instantly stunned.
Buzz!
At this moment, he felt an extremely cold aura enter his mind. In the next moment, his body trembled. He quickly retracted his gaze and took a few steps back. He was so frightened that he was trembling.
"Senior."
Fang Chen shouted. "This junior has no intention to offend you."
Buzz!
Leng Xian retracted her aura and looked coldly at Fang Chen. The latter instantly felt the pressure on his body decrease. He secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
"From today onwards, you will stay in this canyon. I will personally refine your Primordial Spirit." Leng Xian suddenly said.
"Refine my Primordial Spirit?"
Fang Chen was stunned. His Primordial Spirit had already reached the Nascent Soul Realm. It was basically at the peak. How could he refine it?
But in the next moment, he understood.
Ah!
A miserable scream came out of Fang Chen's mouth. He hugged his head with both hands. He was in so much pain that he wished he was dead.
At this moment, Leng Xian's body was constantly releasing an extremely cold aura. The void was almost frozen. Fang Chen's body was covered in silver frost.
"If you want to save the Chaotic World, you must transcend. If your Primordial Spirit can't condense, how can you transcend?"
Leng Xian's voice echoed in the canyon.
Obviously, Leng Xian was also helping Fang Chen. The latter was shouldering a heavy responsibility. The fate of the Chaotic World was in his hands. For a moment, she seemed to see the young Supreme Fu Jian.
A trace of tenderness flashed in the depths of her eyes.