81: Chapter 81 The Little Girl's Intimidation! The Secret of Traveling Words Acquired!

This wilderness was eerily silent.

A group of people was walking through these desolate mountains.

Ji Ziyue's little face was pale, and her usual mischievous spirit had long since vanished.

As a Yuan Spirit Body naturally attuned to the Dao, her perception far exceeded that of ordinary people; at this moment, the trembling sensation originating from the depths of her Soul made her almost unable to take a step.

She gripped the corner of Ye Xuan's clothes tightly, her fingers turning slightly pale from the effort.

"Big Devil Head... let's go back."

Ji Ziyue's voice carried a distinct tremble, and her large eyes were filled with terror.

"Something is wrong here, really wrong! The Aura lingering in the air is too ancient, too terrifying. Even when my grandfather is angry, there isn't this feeling of despair. It's like facing a vast abyss."

Ye Xuan stopped in his tracks, his expression remaining calm and indifferent.

He looked down at Ji Ziyue, who was about to curl into a ball, and gently patted her on the head.

"What are you afraid of?"

Ye Xuan's voice was steady and powerful, as if it possessed a magical power like a stabilizing anchor.

"With me here, the sky won't fall. Even if it does, I will hold it up."

After saying this, he continued to walk forward.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo exchanged a look; although they were also terrified inside, out of blind trust in Ye Xuan, they braced themselves and followed.

Crossing a withered yellow ridge, the view ahead suddenly opened up.

A cliff stood alone on the wilderness.

At the very top of that cliff sat a person.

It was an incredibly old and strange person, wearing tattered clothes that had long lost their original color, looking like rags picked up from a trash heap draped over their body.

That messy long hair hung down like withered grass, covering most of their face.

He would sometimes wail at the Void Realm, his voice shrill and hair-raising; at other times, he would clap and laugh, his laughter filled with madness and sorrow.

"Dead... all dead..."

"Sob sob sob... why am I the only one alive..."

That sorrowful emotion actually moved the momentum of heaven and earth, causing the surrounding space to distort with his weeping.

"Is this person a lunatic?"

Pang Bo swallowed hard and muttered in a low voice.

However, the scene that happened the next moment made him swallow the rest of his words.

The old madman seemed to be lost in some extremely painful memory; he suddenly swung his withered arm and casually slapped at a hundred-zhang-high stone mountain in front of him.

There was no earth-shattering roar, nor was there any divine light shooting into the sky.

"Pfft."

A soft, muffled sound.

That towering stone mountain collapsed in an instant, turning into dust filling the sky.

It didn't break into rocks, but turned directly into the finest dust, scattering with the wind.

This move could truly be called a miracle.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo felt their scalps tingle and their legs go weak as they watched.

A casual strike turning a mountain into dust; this level of control was simply beyond their scope of understanding.

"Who is he?"

Yan Ruyu couldn't help but speak, her beautiful eyes filled with wariness.

Ye Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at that desolate figure, and sighed softly.

"He is not a lunatic; he is a living history book."

Ye Xuan's voice echoed in the silent wilderness.

"Six thousand years ago, there was an extremely prosperous Holy Land in the Eastern Wasteland called Tianxuan Holy Land. At that time, Tianxuan Holy Land was at the height of its power, even surpassing the various Ancient Families."

"They used the strength of their entire sect, wanting to attack the Ancient Forbidden Land and have the whole sect achieve Immortal Ascension. Unfortunately, they failed."

"The entire army was wiped out; the Sect Leader, Elders, Saints, and Saintess... all were buried in the Forbidden Ground. Only he alone walked out, alive but insane."

Hearing this, everyone's minds were greatly shocked.

A survivor from six thousand years ago!

Then how terrifying must this old man's cultivation be?

Just at this moment.

The old madman on the cliff seemed to sense something.

He suddenly stopped weeping and turned around.

From beneath that messy hair, two extremely terrifying gazes were revealed.

Those gazes were like two golden lamps, instantly piercing through the Void Realm and shooting directly towards them.

Boom!

An indescribable, terrifying pressure descended.

Except for Ye Xuan, everyone present felt as if they were being stared at by an ancient ferocious Dragon, their bodies stiff, unable to even move a finger.

That killing intent, although not intentional, was enough to cause a Cultivator of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm to collapse instantly.

"Ah..."

Ji Ziyue closed her eyes in fear, thinking that she was really going to meet her end here this time.

However.

The anticipated attack did not land.

In Ye Xuan's arms, Nannan, who had been quietly eating her candied hawthorn, seemed completely unaware of this oppressive atmosphere.

She curiously poked her little head out from Ye Xuan's arm, blinking her clear, innocent large eyes as she looked at the old madman on the cliff.

"Old Grandpa, are you crying?"

The crisp, childish voice sounded exceptionally clear in this silent wilderness.

This sound was like a switch for some taboo.

The old madman, who had been aggressive and seemed ready to devour people, trembled violently the moment he saw Nannan.

His two terrifying gazes instantly dissipated, replaced by a confusion, fear, and deep awe originating from the depths of his Soul.

Although he was crazy and mentally unclear, his perception of certain Auras was sharper than that of ordinary people.

On Nannan, he felt an Aura that was supreme and made his Soul want to kneel in submission.

That was the most terrifying existence within that Forbidden Ground...

"Immortal..."

The old madman trembled all over, took two steps back, and muttered to himself.

"It's an Immortal... Immortal..."

The madness in his eyes quickly receded, turning into extreme terror.

He dared not look at Nannan again, as if one more glance would be blasphemy and would bring about a fatal disaster.

Swish!

The old madman took a step.

Beneath his feet, strands of mysterious and complex Dao patterns appeared.

These Dao patterns intertwined, actually touching upon the Domain of time and space.

It was clearly just a simple step, yet it seemed to span thousands of mountains and rivers, appearing instantly at the edge of the sky.

This was the Tianxuan Footwork!

It was the supreme divine technique derived by the Tianxuan Holy Land back then, referencing the incomplete text of the "Travel" Secret from the Nine Secrets, known as the fastest speed in the world.

Ye Xuan looked at the Dao patterns flowing beneath the old madman's feet, his eyes flashing with intensity.

[Ding! Detected incomplete Dao patterns of the 'Travel' Secret from the Nine Secrets...]

[System is recording... is deducing...]

[Deduction successful! Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the complete version of the 'Travel' Secret!]

In his mind, the System's notification sound was like heavenly music.

Countless Profound Truths regarding speed, space, and time instantly flooded into Ye Xuan's Sea of Consciousness.

On his feet, golden runes faintly pulsed.

"Senior, walk slowly."

Ye Xuan's lips curled up slightly.

He handed Nannan to Yan Ruyu behind him, and then took a step forward as well.

Boom!

A golden road paved itself beneath his feet.

That was the complete Travel Secret!

Possessing supreme divine speed, it could reach the Nine Heavens to grasp the moon, and no law could touch its body.

Although Ye Xuan's Realm was not as high as the old madman's, relying on the complete version of the Nine Secrets and the explosive, massive Divine Power of the Ancient Desolate Saint Body.

He actually caught up with the old madman's pace in an instant.