415: Chapter 415 Search and Kill

"Revered Master, then I will also go and try my luck."

Xie Xingchen and Xiao Lingxian bowed together. After receiving a nod of permission from Chen Xuan, the two of them leaped and entered the towering stone gate one after another.

Within a moment, the bustling Bluestone Square became completely quiet, leaving only Chen Xuan, A-Qi in the form of a Sand-Devouring Rat, and several Tiangong Pavilion Disciples standing guard outside.

Chen Xuan casually took out a pot of divine saliva wine, a specialty of the Yin Shen Sect. He uncorked it and gave it a gentle shake, and the crisp, mellow aroma of the wine instantly filled the air, lingering over the square.

He looked at the Sand-Devouring Rat beside him and smiled gently. "Does Fellow Daoist like this stuff?"

A-Qi's nose twitched slightly, and its snout moved as if savoring a memory, or perhaps trying hard to recall. The taste of wine was both familiar and strange; it had long since forgotten when it last drank.

After it took a large gulp of the strong wine, Chen Xuan spoke slowly, "What exactly did you mean by the natural disaster you mentioned earlier? Since we have nothing to do right now, why not tell me in detail?"

"It was a lightning disaster!"

Chen Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, but he did not interrupt, silently waiting for the rest.

Perhaps the wine had gone to its head, or perhaps because there was nothing else to do, A-Qi simply opened up. "To tell you the truth, Fellow Daoist, I was one of the five people from my Sect who returned alive back then."

"Then, Fellow Daoist, have you boarded the guixu immortal ferry boat?" Chen Xuan pressed.

"I don't know either."

A-Qi gave a bitter smile, its tone full of confusion. "I only know that I was once sent by the Sect to the guixu immortal ferry boat."

"But what was on the boat, what happened, and what the journey was like, I can't remember a single thing."

"After returning to the Sect, I only learned about this experience from the mouths of the Sect Master and the Elders."

"Only my storage ring was stuffed full, as if they were items brought back from somewhere."

"Later, the Sect sent people to look for that Prodigy, but in the end, they only found many charred bodies of fellow Disciples in a canyon."

"That's why the Sect speculated they had encountered a natural disaster."

Boarding the guixu immortal ferry boat would actually result in one's memory being erased?

No wonder information about that immortal ferry boat has been so pitifully scarce over the years.

Chen Xuan nodded slightly. "Did that Prodigy also lose his memory like you?"

"No."

A-Qi shook its head. "His body was not found at the time. Although the Sect Master ordered another ten years of searching, it ultimately came to nothing."

"However, if one wants to board the boat, the key lies in the two words 'Immortal Crossing'."

"'Immortal Crossing'..."

Chen Xuan murmured the words in a low voice, still feeling bewildered.

Forget it, being able to gather this much information is already not bad.

In a while, I'll just give it to Dongfang Li and the other two to ponder over; let's see if three heads are better than one.

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Inside Yellow Sand Fortress!

Inside a dark hall cast from profound iron and roofed with yellow sand, sinister Demonic Qi surged heavily.

On the main seat sat a boy with a face like jade and white hair falling to his shoulders. He appeared young, but his Aura was unfathomable.

Below, six Mahayana Stage Yao Race members knelt on one knee together, their voices like thunder echoing through the hall: "We pay our respects to the Revered Master!"

The White-Haired Youth tapped the armrest with his finger, the light sound particularly clear in the silent hall. "Rise."

The six Mahayana Yao rose at his word, standing respectfully with bowed heads, not daring to make any move.

"We do not know why Revered Master has summoned us. What are your orders?" Desolate Night Wolf Venerable spoke in a heavy voice.

"Just half a day ago, Tianyan and Minggu were killed by Human Race Cultivators."

"What?!"

A single sentence stirred a thousand waves, and the Demonic Qi in the hall suddenly froze.

Minggu had infinite strength and an unparalleled Physical Body, while Tianyan had peerless speed and was skilled in hiding. The news that two Mahayana Yao had fallen sent a huge shock through the hearts of all the Yao present.

"Who exactly did it?"

"Could there be a hidden power concealed within the Withered Soul Desert?"

"Impossible! No outsiders have appeared here for nearly ten thousand years. The Human Race was purged by us long ago; it's impossible for any to be hiding."

"Since they aren't locals, then could it be..."

Desolate Night Wolf Venerable interrupted in a low voice, "They are outsiders."

"Just two days ago, the external void reconnected with this land, and many Human Race forces have taken the opportunity to pour in."

A Scorpion Yao on the right side had a fierce glint in its eyes as it requested to fight: "Revered Master! I am willing to lead the demon army to crush these human ants and sacrifice them to Minggu and Tianyan!"

"Reckless."

The White-Haired Youth spoke indifferently. The Scorpion Yao instantly froze and hurriedly bowed its head in silence.

"Since the opponent could kill Minggu and the other, you would be no match for them if you encountered them."

"Then Revered Master, what should we do now?"

The White-Haired Youth slowly stood up, his Aura suddenly climbing. "Pass down my order: From this day forward, search and kill all Human Race Cultivators who have broken into this world. Whether they are in the Golden Core, Nascent Soul, or Soul Transformation realm, kill them all without exception, leaving none alive."

Pausing for a moment, his gaze was as sharp as a blade as it swept over the six Mahayana Yao. "But if you encounter Mahayana Stage Cultivators, remember—do not act on your own. Send word to me immediately."

As his voice fell, he flicked his right hand in the air, and seven wisps of light green smoke emerged from his fingertips. The smoke condensed rapidly, turning into seven clear figures floating in the center of the hall.

The leader was a Man in White Robes as white as snow with a transcendent Aura; it was none other than Chen Xuan.

Beside him were Dongfang Li and the other two, and on the other side were the three Cultivators from the Demon Abyss Pavilion.

"At the same time, send people to search for the whereabouts of these seven."

"That Man in White Robes has the deepest cultivation base. Remember, do not engage him head-on."

"Yes!"

The six Mahayana Yao accepted the order in unison and then bowed and withdrew.

After the six Yao left, a woman dressed in a purple gauze dress walked into the hall with graceful steps.

She had a lithe and graceful figure with exquisite curves. Her jet-black hair was loosely tied up, revealing a slender, fair neck. Her posture was enchanting and her demeanor moving.

The woman bowed respectfully and said softly, "This little girl pays her respects to Lord Wolf Venerable."

As she spoke, seven fox tails slowly unfurled and swayed behind her, revealing her identity as a member of the Nine-Tailed Fox clan.

"So it's the Nine-Tailed Fox lineage." Desolate Night Wolf Venerable looked at her and said in a heavy voice, "Have you come this time to bring a message?"

Purple Sandalwood said softly, "There are indeed two things that I need to trouble Lord Wolf Venerable to handle."

"Speak."

"The first thing is that I hope my Lord can restore the time flow rate of this land to facilitate our subsequent plans."

"That is not difficult." The White-Haired Youth nodded slightly, waiting for the rest.

"The second thing is that Lord Wolf Venerable previously ordered the search and kill of the Cultivators in this world. This little girl is bold enough to request that you rescind that order."

Desolate Night Wolf Venerable's Aura suddenly condensed, and the seven swaying fox tails behind Purple Sandalwood instantly went still.

"Give this Venerable an explanation."

"This Secret Realm has just opened. If the Human Race Cultivators are made aware that this place is extremely dangerous, I'm afraid it will alert the enemy."

"In half a month, once the Formation at the entrance of the Secret Realm is set up, it will not be too late for Lord Wolf Venerable to carry out the search and kill."

Desolate Night Wolf Venerable stood up and paced slowly in the hall, asking in a deep voice, "Do the other two have the same idea?"