Chapter 160: Huan Kong!

  The giant sword-ship plunged into the earth, its ethereal glow flowing like water on its surface. The moment it came into contact with the gigantic woman's face, the glow trembled and gradually ceased to flow, revealing a solidified appearance.

  At the same time, the huge woman's face also quickly faded in color, and in just a few breaths' time, she had exhausted more than half of her strength. Looking at the speed at which it was flowing away, it seemed impossible to let the faint light on this giant sword-ship completely solidify.

  The faint light on this giant sword ship has slowed down its solidification, and in some places it is no longer solidifying but instead showing signs of recovery.

  The woman's face had a color mark on her eyebrow, and her eyes flashed with a hint of regret. Her hands rose up and suddenly pressed onto the woman's face that merged with hers.

  At the moment her two fingers fell, the woman's face suddenly flashed a strong red light, forming a strong red glow that shot up to the sky and transformed into a massive ripple impact, spreading in all directions. In an instant, it almost covered the entire sky.

  A long, drawn-out laugh echoed through the air, and within this crimson aura that shot up into the sky, a blurry figure appeared. This figure rapidly solidified, becoming completely clear in almost an instant.

  This is an old man wearing a red robe, with white hair but a ruddy complexion, carrying a huge gourd on his back, stepping out from the red millet.

  The moment he appeared, the entire land shook violently, and the starry sky seemed to be unable to bear it, as if it was about to collapse. The earth trembled even more, and countless mountains and valleys around him collapsed in the midst of the thunderous sound.

  "Yan Luan has seen Zhou Zuojiao!" Yan Luan respectfully opened his mouth, and at this moment, with the appearance of the old man, the woman's face that had merged with Yan Luan also disappeared into obscurity.

  "The art of breaking through the four-layered space transmission is indeed profound! If Yan Chi can comprehend this art and present it to me, your department will be the first to achieve merit!" The red-robed old man burst out laughing, his eyes shining brightly as he stared at the giant sword-ship below that was rapidly recovering its swirling aura.

  "Haokong, you think hiding here will make my Tianhan Clan powerless against you? You think the four-layered spatial seal is something our tribe can't understand, and even if we knew you were here, we couldn't kill you?" The red-robed elder laughed loudly, lifting his right foot and taking a fierce step towards the sword-ship-like object on the ground.

  "If it were a complete four-layered space seal, I would indeed be unable to break through. But the Color Pool Department of my Mozu tribe has enlightened me about your space seal, and now this seal has a weakness. I can enter... and open it!" The red-robed old man approached the giant sword-ship, raised his right hand, and with a wave of his sleeve in mid-air, a red ghostly claw appeared above the giant sword-ship, grasping towards it.

  This ghostly claw is not something that a living being can possess. The moment it appeared, Yan Lian's expression revealed a strong desire and reverence. It wasn't just her; Han Feizi and the other members of the Yan Chi clan also regained their composure after the woman's face disappeared, and they all looked at each other with reverent expressions.

  "Barbaric soul realm......" Condensing the barbaric image that belongs to me, I am the barbarian, the barbarian is me...... Han Feizi's eyes were bright and he muttered to himself.

  The ghostly claw approached, grasping towards the sword-ship. The eerie glow flowing on its surface suddenly shook and emitted a thunderous roar. The glow disintegrated like shattered fragments or water droplets, violently detaching from the massive sword-ship and rolling away to one side.

  The seal on this giant sword ship shattered under the shock!

  "Haokong, descended upon my barbarian tribe 8,000 years ago, restricted by the laws of the two generations of barbarian gods, cultivation can only be exerted to the mid-term of the Barbarian Soul Realm, which is equivalent to your Xian Domain's Infant Transformation. Ranked 147th on the External Domain's Killing List!"

  "Today, I, Lao Fu Tian Han, have been ordered by the Three Generations of Barbarian Gods to come and claim your life!" The red-robed old man's voice was like thunder, and as he spoke, his figure transformed into a fiery red rainbow that shot straight towards the gigantic sword-ship that had lost its seal.

  With a loud crash, the old man rushed in, Yan Luan's eyes flashing as he followed suit, and after him, Han Feizi and those of the Yan Chi clan also rushed in one by one.

  At this moment, at the bottom of this vast land, beside a certain position where the giant sword ship was deeply buried underground, there is a passage that has been erected many years ago. Now, near the end of this passage, next to the giant sword ship, with the opening of the seal, the stone wall suddenly collapses, shattering into countless pieces and rolling down violently.

  "It's open!" Nantian's face was excited, he took a big step forward, looking like he wanted to be the first to rush in, but his figure had just moved when Xuanlun quickly rushed out and overtook him, becoming the first to enter.

  Nantian and Chou Nu followed closely behind, the two of them rushing into the entrance that was exposed after the stone wall had disappeared.

  Su Ming opened his eyes, and there were bloodshot eyes in them. He stood up silently, looking at the entrance to the place where the Old Ancestor of Mount Hua was closed off. The face hidden under the mask had become complex.

  The voice calling him from beside his ear grew urgent, constantly summoning him over.

  "This Mount Hua Laozu's voice is completely different from the one that appeared in my illusion on this red road, it's clearly not the same person." Su Ming closed his eyes slightly, and his expression became hesitant.

  "Lord Mo Su?" Dongfanghua, who was beside Su Ming, had intended to step forward, but hesitated when he saw that Su Ming hadn't moved, and asked in a low voice.

  "I'll think about it, if you want to come in, then go ahead and enter first." Su Ming said calmly.

  Eastern Hua hesitated in his heart, looked at the entrance, and a hint of longing appeared in his eyes. He wanted to become stronger, and an opportunity was right in front of him; if he let it slip away, he would not be able to forgive himself.

  He waited for another half a moment, and seeing Su Ming still deep in thought, he gritted his teeth and bowed to Su Ming with a fist, then turned around and rushed towards the entrance, disappearing into it in the blink of an eye.

  Now at the end of this passage, only Su Ming's name was engraved, standing there silently, with anxious calls echoing in his ears and mind.

  A moment later, Su Ming opened his eyes.

  "Gambling or not... Hanyang Old Ancestor hasn't died, yet he's calling out to me like this. This matter is strange and unpredictable, and adding on the previous Red Path's oddity, I can conclude that entering it will be extremely perilous!" Su Ming muttered to himself.

  "But perhaps this is my only clue now... the only one who knows which part of my memory is missing, the only one who knows what happened to me..." Su Ming paced back and forth at the end of the corridor, his eyes gleaming.

  Kazuki once said that by cultivating the techniques of Mount Hua's Old Ancestor, one can condense a spiritual body. Once you have a spiritual body, you can cast a mysterious technique, such as when I hadn't fully subdued Kazuki back then, if I wore that mask, I would fall under his spell.

  He also mentioned this technique to me later, called "Duō Shě" ... Only those with a spiritual body can perform it, and they can occupy someone else's body. They can also flip through the memories of others during the process of Duō Shě...

  Those who possess spiritual energy are only condensed after cultivating the branding technique. Now, I have encountered only two people with this ability, one is He Feng and the other is Lao Zu of Handan Mountain."

  Su Ming's footsteps paused, his expression becoming resolute.

  "You can gamble, but you can't take risks. You don't need to have a complete guarantee of safety, but you should have some confidence before making the bet! Memories are important, but these are just my guesses. If my guesses are true, then so be it. But if I'm overthinking things and end up losing my life for nothing...it's not worth it!"

  "This old ancestor of Mount Hua is so anxious to summon me, without mentioning whether there are some connections between him and me, this matter is related to the breaking open of this land......" "And he summons me, I'm afraid it's not just to lead me into a simple death."

  So he did this for a reason I don't know about, and there's only one possibility, that is what Feng said - sacrifice!

  My grandfather once taught me that when encountering things that I couldn't understand, I should try to put myself in the other person's shoes and infer their thoughts based on their experiences.

  If I were the Old Ancestor of Huan Mountain, having stayed here for many years without going out, watching with my own eyes as three slave families rebelled and being unable to change it, then he must have been injured, and not lightly... Moreover, now that Yan Chi's seal has been opened, Yan Chi's back has the Tian Han Sect, this matter must also have someone from the Tian Han Sect involved.

  Hanyang Old Ancestor, this time you will definitely die!

  He called me, and it's very likely that it was for the sake of stealing my body, just like what Feng said! Stealing my physical body would have allowed him to avoid this killing spree... As for why he chose me, perhaps it's because I possess this flesh-and-blood meridian in my body..." Does that mean that the Azure Sword and the Blood-colored Grassland also chose me for the same reason?

  Step by step, I was led here... Su Ming's eyes gleamed with a cold light.

  "He won't live for much longer, Yan Chi's department dares to break the seal, and is certain to kill him... The safest way is to wait here, not enter, and soon this Hanyang old ancestor will perish."

  "This is a safe method, but if it's like this, I won't be able to get the cultivation method of Mount Heng's Old Ancestor, and I also won't be able to get the answer I want, nor will I be able to recall how much I've lost in my memories..."

  Su Ming's mouth cornered with a cold smile, he sat down cross-legged and raised his right hand, pointing to his chest. Suddenly, the internal energy and blood in his body churned like a raging wave crashing inside him.

  It was almost as if Su Ming's finger had just fallen, and in the instant that it did, a wisp of dim light was forced out of his chest. In that dim light, there was Feng Er's soul, her eyes closed as if she were asleep.

  Su Ming gazed at He Feng Lingxiao, his right hand touched the surface of the water, a ripple spread out, and as it swept past He Feng's body, He Feng's body trembled, and slowly opened her eyes.

  "Master..." The just-awakened He Feng still had a dazed look in his eyes, but when he cleared up his surroundings, especially after seeing the entrance at the end of this passageway, his whole body suddenly shook violently.

  "This is... this..."

  "Harmony." Su Ming's voice was low and calm, carrying a kind of intimidating power.

  "I need your help with something." Su Ming said in a low voice as he looked at He Feng.

  "Master, please speak, as long as I can do it, I dare not decline." Feng hurriedly gathered his mind and opened his mouth cautiously, but in his heart, he was somewhat nervous. He didn't know what Su Ming wanted him to do, especially since he had been forcibly awakened in this place.

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