For Fang Chen, the most important thing was to gather ultimate power to increase his combat strength. Otherwise, even if the Ghost Weapon appeared, he would not be qualified to fight for it.
There was still a month's journey to the location of the Ghost Weapon. During this time, Fang Chen and Princess Huang slowed down. As they walked, they searched for relics and cultivation resources.
In a strange area.
A black-robed ancient martial art practitioner stood with his hands behind his back. His face was ferocious and extremely angry. Behind him, several servants were reporting on their recent exploration.
"Master, that person seems to be heading in the direction of the Jialuo Clan's base."
One of the servants lowered his head and said. Obviously, this was not the result that the master wanted to see.
However, there was no other way. That person's movements were extremely special. They could not catch his tracks at all.
"The Jialuo Clan's base?"
The black-robed ancient martial art practitioner said coldly. "Humph, naive person. He actually wants to find the Jialuo Clan's base. What a joke."
He knew very well what the Jialuo Clan meant.
Even he did not dare to confront the Jialuo Clan directly. If the Jialuo Clan's base was not in the core area, he would have already obtained the Ghost Emperor's Ghost Weapon and would not have ended up like this.
Now, after sleeping for countless years, he had just woken up and his servant had been killed by a mysterious person. This was a blatant provocation to him. No matter what, he had to tear the murderer into pieces.
"Without master's permission, we dare not approach the Jialuo Clan's base. Do you know …" the servant asked.
They were asking for the master's permission. After all, that was the Jialuo Clan's base. They did not dare to enter rashly. Otherwise, it was very likely that they would bring unnecessary trouble to the master.
"Don't worry about this for now."
The black-robed ancient martial art practitioner waved his hand. As long as he was still in the core area, there would be a day when they would meet. At that time, he would personally take action and make the person beg for death.
Of course, before that, he had more important things to do.
"Have you found out about the Devouring Demon Clan's movements?" the black-robed ancient martial art practitioner asked, changing the topic.
This was what he was most concerned about.
"Yes. In the shocking war back then, there were experts from the Devouring Demon Clan who participated in it. The leader was the Winged Demon King. According to the information we received, it is suspected that the Winged Demon King is still alive," the servant replied.
Winged Demon King.
This name was like thunder in the ears of the Devil Devouring Clan and even the Origin World.
Back then, he had led the experts of the Devouring Demon Clan to break through the Death Cliff. In the end, he had disappeared without a trace. It was rumored that the Winged Demon King had fallen in the Death Cliff. However, after so many years, the black-robed ancient martial art practitioner had revived. His first plan was to find the Winged Demon King.
"And?" The black-robed cultivator stood with his hands clasped behind his back, waiting for the servant's answer.
The servant said, "We noticed that recently, some people from the Devouring Demon Clan have secretly entered the core area. Although they are moving separately, their destination is surprisingly the same. We suspect that they are here to find the Winged Demon King."
"Who is leading the team?" The black-robed martial artist asked.
"It's the Holy Land's veteran expert, Yi Fei," the servant said.
The Demon Devouring Clan had four Holy Lands. Among them, the Winged Demon Holy Land was the weakest. This was because the Holy Lord, the Winged Demon King, had disappeared. Otherwise, given the Winged Demon King's strength and reputation, he would have easily occupied the top position among the four Holy Lands.
It was a pity.
The current Winged Demon Holy Land had fallen to the bottom. There was a shortage of young people in the Holy Land. Only the veteran expert, Yi Fei, was holding on bitterly. If not for the fact that the Winged Demon King had fallen, the other three Holy Lands would have attacked the Winged Demon Holy Land long ago.
Although the Source World was the main camp of the Demon Devouring Clan, as a clan, they would still compete with each other.
This was the cruelty of reality.
"Contact Yi Fei," the black-robed ancient martial art practitioner said.
The servant said, "According to the information sent back by our spies, Yi Fei will pass by here in half a month. At that time, Master, you can directly appear and talk to Yi Fei."
…
Undercurrents were surging in the vast Death Cliff.
Not long ago, Great Emperor Mie Yu had appeared. After knowing that Leng Xian had fallen into the Soul River, he went on a killing spree and killed the expert who had attacked Leng Xian. He had almost shattered the void.
After that, Great Emperor Mie Yu had disappeared.
Some said that he had resolutely entered the Soul River to save Leng Xian.
Some said that Great Emperor Mie Yu had gone into seclusion to break through to the Chaotic Supremacy Realm before saving Leng Xian.
However, no one had expected Great Emperor Mie Yu to enter the core area and find an expert from the same era as him.
"Xing Weng."
In front of a thatched cottage, Great Emperor Mie Yu, who was covered in demonic aura, stood quietly like an ordinary person and called out softly.
Creak!
The door opened and an old man with white hair walked out with a hunched back.
"I never thought that I would be able to see you again after so many years, Great Emperor Mie Yu. It's really not easy." A smile appeared on Xing Weng's withered face.
They belonged to the most ancient era. With the passage of time and the change of eras, in the current Age of Dharma's End, the experts of their era had all fallen. Even the ancient civilization no longer existed. Only a few people, for some reason, were still alive in the Cliff of Death.
"Xing Weng, I have a request," Great Emperor Mie Yu said.
If anyone was here, they would be extremely shocked. Great Emperor Mie Yu, who could destroy the world with a wave of his hand, was pleading in front of Xing Weng.
"This old man has been abandoned by the era. I'm afraid I can't help you." Xing Weng shook his head.
No one could resist the invasion of time.
Even if you were peerless and reached the peak, you would still turn into a pile of dirt in the end.
Especially Xing Weng, who had witnessed the end of the ancient era and the change of eras until the Age of Doom.
All of this could not be reversed by human strength.
Moreover, in his current situation, he was powerless to help even if he wanted to.
Great Emperor Mie Yu shook his head. "Xing Weng, I know your situation well. There are only a few people from our era left. Only you can help me."
Sigh!
Xing Weng sighed and did not say anything.
Great Emperor Mie Yu said, "I want to borrow your Sky Observation Mirror."
He knew that the Sky Observation Mirror was Xing Weng's treasure. In the ancient era, it had caused a bloody storm. Only by relying on the Sky Observation Mirror could he enter the Soul River and save Leng Xian.
"I want to enter the Soul River to save Leng Xian. Only the Sky Observation Mirror can let me in," Great Emperor Mie Yu continued.
However.
Xing Weng shook his head and turned around. He looked at the distant horizon and muttered, "I'm afraid I can't help you. The Sky Observation Mirror is broken."
"What?"
Great Emperor Mie Yu exclaimed. He knew better than anyone how powerful the Sky Observation Mirror was. Back then, with the Sky Observation Mirror, Xing Weng was able to suppress Half-Step Chaotic Supreme experts. He was the most promising person to enter the Chaotic Supreme Realm.
Such a Chaotic Supreme Treasure was broken.