Menglin was dumbfounded when he heard the news.
The "Poison Shelter" that he worked so hard to build was gone, and his charming lover was snatched away!
What worried Meng Lin the most was that his Little Big Sister, Yun Ke, whom he depended on for survival, was actually brought to the Holy City as well.
Even with the protection of Old Man Dian, Menglin was worried that once Yunke's Shouyin body was exposed, it would attract the covetous eyes of the powerhouses.
As the Holy City of the Human Race in the Wilderness, who knew how many old immortals were hiding there.
"What should I do?"
The anxious Menglin was a little regretful. If he had known, he wouldn't have counted on Old Man Dian to take Yunke and Telemark away from Juxia!
"Yi Jing!
I'm going to the Holy City. Take my token and continue to lurk in Juxia City. In less than a year, an elf warrior named Chang will come to Juxia City to find me. Take him to the Holy City! "After instructing Yi Jing, Menglin didn't have time to rest and left the Tengton Tribe overnight.
The anxious Menglin embarked on the long road to the Holy City.
For a lone traveler who was only at the first tribulation of the Real Pellet State, the wilderness was extremely dangerous. Not to mention, Menglin was almost unscrupulous and went straight ahead.
Fortunately, Menglin's Yi He Dao was not only heaven-defying in terms of devouring basic energy but also in terms of detecting energy bodies.
Along the way, Menglin tried to avoid other adventurers as much as possible and hurried towards the Holy City.
However, after traveling alone for ten days, Menglin couldn't avoid and encountered more and more human warriors. They all seemed to be heading towards the Holy City.
The strange thing was that in the wilderness, all kinds of adventurer teams or lone travelers were talking about the same topic.
"Fuluo Sacred Site!"
Moreover, these warriors who heard about the opening of the "Fuluo Sacred Site" swarmed over.
Of course, Menglin had heard of Saint Relics before. It was said that Saint Relics were secret inheritances left behind by Saints when they fell.
If a divine-tier master could establish a faction and become the leader of a faction, then when a divine-tier master ascended to the Saint Realm, he would be worshipped by everyone.
This was because the might of a Saint was too terrifying, and it was not something that ordinary martial artists could imagine. They would often become the pride and benchmark of a clan!
Once a certain old master ascended to the Saint level, the faction would become a true supreme clan that would not decline for ten thousand years.
However, there were also some Saints who traveled alone and didn't establish their own forces. When their time came, they would merge their saint mansions into a certain space and become something similar to a mystic realm. They would leave it for the fated ones to obtain their inheritance.
As for the Fuluo Sacred Site, it was left behind by one of the most renowned Saints of ancient times, Fuluo Saint.
Hearing such news, Menglin decided to join in the fun and follow the many human adventurers to the Holy Site of Fulo!
Three days later!
When Meng Lin arrived at the Fuluo Wasteland with many other adventurers, he saw a black vortex appear in the sky far off in the distance.
The black vortex was incomparably huge, and it was as if a giant hole had been torn open in space.
This was the entrance to the Fuluo Sacred Site. Once a life form approached, it would be sucked into the black vortex.
The opening of the Fuluo Sacred Site was irregular. Sometimes it would only open once every thousand years, and sometimes it would open less than a hundred years after the last time.
The black vortex, which was the entrance to the Fuluo Sacred Site, would remain open for a month.
"It's true, it's actually true!"
"Quick, let's go!"
"Hahaha, the Fuluo Sacred Site is open!"
Upon seeing the huge black vortex in the distance, many Adventurers seemed to have gone mad. They were like moths darting into a flame as they dashed towards it in a frenzy.
Menglin was no exception!
Not long after, after feeling a terrible suction force, Menglin's body uncontrollably rose into the air and was sucked into the huge black vortex.
The darkness didn't last long. Menglin opened his eyes and saw light.
"What is this?" Menglin quickly looked around, feeling very strange.
This place was incomparably barren.
At a glance, except for the boundless yellow sand, there was no living thing at all. Not even a withered blade of grass could be seen.
Menglin had a faint feeling of unease as he walked forward.
This was a seemingly unstable space, completely different from the real world outside.
This mysterious space was very vast, as if it really was a vast world.
Moreover, the air not only contained the violent spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but also a dangerous aura. It seemed to be murderous, but also like the smell of blood.
"I was too reckless!" Suddenly realizing something, Menglin regretted.
He shouldn't have been hot-headed and rushed into the Fuluo Sacred Site with those fanatical adventurers.
In the Sacred Site, although there were great treasures left by Fuluo Saint, of course, there were also dangers and tests, but what worried Menglin the most was the other adventurers who entered with him.
Although Menglin was a Real Pellet State warrior, he had only been promoted to the 1st tribulation not long ago. Although his combat power was strong, he was definitely not a match for some similarly tyrannical Real Pellet State warriors. Moreover, who knew if there were Transcendent Realm Martial Marquis?
"With my current real strength, I should be able to fight against Real Pellet State warriors under the 5th tribulation."
Calculating his own strength, Menglin, who was slowly moving forward, became more and more uneasy. The smell of blood in the air gradually became heavier.
"Ah!"
After walking for half a day, Menglin, who had no harvest, really met other adventurers.
"Hey!
Which tribe are you from?
You dare to walk alone, you are simply courting death! "One of the fierce-looking men laughed at Menglin.
It was no wonder that although Menglin's body was strong, his face was honest and very young, so the other party looked down on him.
Looking at the three people opposite him, except for sneering, he didn't feel any killing intent.
This made Meng Lin let out a sigh of relief. These three ruthless people were all high rank Real Pellet State warriors. It was already difficult for him to deal with one of them, let alone three of them.
"Three big brothers!
This place is so barren, is it really the Fuluo Sacred Site? "Menglin pretended to be cautious.
"Hey!
This bald boy must be from a small tribe, he doesn't even know the most basic knowledge of the Sacred Site. "The three were too lazy to respond to Menglin, but they were discussing among themselves.
"Absolutely, he is just a barbarian, too lazy to care about him!"
"Don't, take him, he can be a good cannon fodder. If we encounter a trap later, let this boy go!"
"Good idea!"
A big man with a slanted eye stared at Menglin, pretending to be kind and said, "Boy, you are lucky to have met us, come with us, hmph!
If you meet someone who is full of hostility, it's hard to say if they will kill you! "