I picked up the scattered attributes

That space was similar to the third level of the Demon Emperor's Tomb, only much more ancient and weathered, filled with a deathly aura of the annihilation of all things, as if it were located above the heavens, outside the universe, and not belonging to any corner of this world!

Even at this moment, Feng Xia could already see the center of that ancient land, where an old man with white hair and beard was sitting cross-legged.

As if startled awake by the fluctuations from above, the old man looked up at the sky with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty. Then, a look of joy appeared on his face: "Little Yan Yan? When did you come in? Are you here to keep this old man company?"

Boom——

The enormous azure dragon struggled violently, and finally, fear appeared in its eyes.

It was as if he had discovered the most terrifying truth in the world, and he desperately tried to escape to the outside world. However, above his head, Feng Xia, who had just recovered his magic power, once again drained all his strength, and three hundred and twenty Primordial Star River Seals crashed down.

"Ancestor, you must be lonely inside, so I've found you a companion to chat with!"

Amidst Feng Xia's loud laughter, the enormous Azure Dragon suddenly lost all its power, its body rapidly shrinking into a foot-long "insect," which softly landed on the old man's shoulder.

"Hehehe, it really is Xiao Yan Yan! Long time no see, long time no see..."

The old man chuckled, reached out and touched the little snake, then wrapped it around his neck: "Little Yan Yan, why aren't you as warm as before?"

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Chapter 0410

"Master, I've come to see you..."

In the void, Feng Xia bowed deeply in that direction.

He was speaking in a low voice, his expression serious and his tone deep.

However, he soon noticed that the old man in the center of that continent was unaware of his presence, and instead focused all his attention on the Azure Dragon that was descending from the sky.

"It seems that Master... cannot see my presence, nor can he hear my voice?"

Feng Xia showed a hint of surprise and instinctively wanted to step forward.

But then he suddenly realized what was happening and stopped in his tracks: "We can't go there yet."

Based on the reaction of Yan Luosheng, the first Demon Emperor, or more precisely, based on the reaction of the wisp of the Supreme Demon Dragon Emperor's will after it fell into that ancient land, he had sufficient reason to suspect...

Once I get over that, I might never be able to get out!

"The third level of the Demon Emperor's Tomb is a miniature version of the Forsaken Land of Gods, and deep within the third level lies the final line of defense... a passage connecting to the real Forsaken Land of Gods!"

Feng Xia's thoughts were in turmoil. Looking at the old man with white hair and beard, he found it difficult to calm down completely.

Once upon a time, his goal in cultivation was to break the seal of the Forsaken Ancient Land and rescue Ancestor Chenhai.

With his current level of cultivation, it seems that he has already achieved half of this goal.

However, after this battle, Feng Xia was somewhat uncertain about how Yan Luosheng's body, which carried the will of the Demon Dragon Emperor, had entered the Forsaken Ancient Land through that mysterious passage.

Even the will of the Supreme Demon Dragon Emperor can be sealed and suppressed...

The secrets of the Forsaken Land are probably even more astonishing than he imagined!

Will I really be able to cultivate to that point?

"On another note..." As she was pondering, Feng Xia's expression turned strange again, "Why does the Forsaken Land of Gods look a bit like a giant junkyard?"

See, if you have anything you don't want, just throw it in.

Convenient and easy to use, natural and pollution-free.

"Hmm, it must just be my imagination."

The next moment, Feng Xia shook his head vigorously, banishing the thought from his mind.

If it really is a super-sized garbage dump, why not just throw Ying Daoyi in there?

Since neither the Lingyun National Preceptor nor the Goddess Wuguan did that long ago, it is clear that the Forsaken Land of Gods is not a place where you can just throw trash anywhere.

Of course, there is really no other choice now.

"However, there's nothing to hesitate about."

Finally, Feng Xia clenched his fists tightly, staring at the old man on the land below, his eyes hardening once more: "Since I've come to this world, I must make this journey worthwhile!"

"Master... I will come back!"

Feng Xia muttered to herself, and step by step, turned around and walked away.

There, the crumbling third level of the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum had been reduced to countless fragments, wreathed in terrifying, scorching flames, which continued to smash onto the ground of the second level!

……

The ancient land abandoned by the gods.

Central seal.

"Little Yan Yan, why aren't you saying anything? But you really aren't as warm as before..."

The old man touched the scarf around his neck, chuckling happily, a hint of reminiscence in his eyes: "If I remember correctly, back then, with you wrapped around my neck, I could even go to the Jade Pool of the Moon for a bath without any problem..."

For a moment, his expression became exceptionally kind and approachable.

There was no madness, no frenzy.

He was like a true teacher, with a kind look in his eyes.

"Back in the day, we ran into that bastard Wu Guan at the Taiyin Jade Pool. Who would have thought that guy would actually... actually..."

As he spoke, the old man's eyes turned bloodshot again, his breathing became more rapid, and a fierce rage appeared on his face: "Damn it! Why!"

His breath surged and rose higher and higher, and even the little worm on his neck couldn't help but show a hint of horror.

In this place, even his will was suppressed, rendering him unable to exert any power. Why was this ordinary human able to...?

But in the next instant, a brilliant moonlight condensed in mid-air, transforming into a giant hammer that crashed down with a loud bang.

Caught off guard, the elderly man was struck on the back of the neck and knocked to the ground.

"Don't look! I knew you were here!" Even so, the old man continued to shout angrily, "If you have the guts, come out and fight me three hundred rounds! What kind of man hides like this—wait, why doesn't my head hurt this time?"

"Little Dragon," still dazed from being hit, thought: "..."

Because this time, he was the one who got hit by the hammer!

"As expected, the Ancestor knew it!"

The old man touched the back of his head again, and soon his face lit up with joy. He raised his hand and patted the little dragon on his neck, rubbing his hands together happily, saying, "Little Yan Yan, I knew you would come to keep me company. After all, we endured the worst beatings together back then..."

"That's strange, why aren't you saying anything?"

"Alright, alright, it's fine if you don't talk. Just make sure you don't fall asleep while the ancestor talks!"

"Wake up! Don't sleep!"

clap clap clap!

As if afraid that the little dragon on his neck would fall asleep, the old man flipped his hand and pulled it off, then slammed it hard onto the ground. This blow caused the surrounding clouds to part, raising a large cloud of gray-black dust.

Xiao Long continued: "＆@%￥！……%"

The next moment, he felt a sudden, inexplicable chill run down his spine.

Perhaps because the old man made too much noise, the light hammer that fell from mid-air did not dissipate, but instead condensed into more divine light, transforming into an enormous soup ladle!

bang——

Boom!

bang——

Boom!

"Little Yan Yan, wake up! Don't sleep!"

……

The Demon Emperor's Tomb.

As the third continent collapsed and fell, the situation on the second layer became increasingly serious. The world was in turmoil, and space in some places was pierced through. Through those gaps and cracks, one could even see the situation on the first layer.

A stone chariot withstood the destructive shockwaves and passed through the air.

"Everyone, Sect Leader Feng..."

Inside the ancient king's chariot, Mo Lianque's face was filled with grief: "He's probably already..."

"I'm afraid it's already...?"

Just then, a voice rang out from behind him.

Mo Lianque shuddered violently and turned his head in disbelief. He saw that a young man dressed in blue had appeared in the carriage of the chariot at some point!

"Of course, he's probably already back... Wait, when did you return, Master Feng?"

"Just now, wasn't it?"

Feng Xia waved his hand and said calmly, "Now, let's go and meet up with You Niang and the others, and then figure out how to solve the problem above us."

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Chapter 0411

"Sect Leader Feng, when did you return?"

"The first Demon Emperor King..."