From the Valkyrie to the Endless

Xiantian Wanman is still a little weak. It is difficult for him to be unstoppable even if he leads a large army on his own.

There was a strange change in the summer, and no one knew what had happened. She had to speed up the pace of unifying the countries in the northern region. She could no longer advance bit by bit like this. Dividing the troops was the best option.

"Thank you General!"

The three men from the Zuo army were overjoyed. They knelt down and saluted before leaving in a hurry, leaving only Hao Yun who looked hesitant.

Shen Qing also raised his hand and threw out a jade bottle.

Hao Yun took it in a panic, with no joy on his face, but rather a guilty look:

"Miss...how about...you keep it for yourself. It would be a waste for me to eat it."

After his scapula was broken, his recovery was extremely slow. After taking a lot of old medicines, his cultivation was still hovering at the acquired realm. In the war, the role he could play was extremely limited.

"The elixir in this bottle can heal the old injuries in your body and restore your original strength. It won't take long."

Shen Qing shook his head slightly, not wanting to say more: "I don't keep useless people here."

"Thank you, Miss."

Hearing this, Hao Yun swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth. He knelt down, clenched the jade bottle, and stood up to leave.

Shen Qing withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked into the inner hall.

She was somewhat partial to Hao Yun, and in the bottle she gave Hao Yun, in addition to a Qi-replenishing pill that could heal old injuries, there were also two Yuan-condensing pills.

Compared with Zuo Jun and the others, Hao Yun's mind is too pure and he doesn't think so much. Most of the time, he is thinking about her safety. And this has nothing to do with Shen Lie, it's simply because of his previous life.

Without Hao Yun, she would not have been able to meet up with Wu Zhenhai and others so quickly, and she didn't know how long she would have to wait to unlock the secret of the sundial.

This is the reward he deserves.

In the inner hall, Zhao Yu, who was counting the treasury of Tianchan State, raised his head and frowned slightly when he saw Shen Qing:

"what happened?"

She could vaguely feel that Shen Qing seemed to have changed a little, and there seemed to be a bit more restlessness between his brows.

"It's nothing serious."

Shen Qing shook his head. There were some things Zhao Yu didn't need to know.

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In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

Qianzhou border.

Under the night.

A horse-drawn carriage was moving rapidly along the mountain path. The horse was panting and panting, obviously very tired.

Suddenly, Sikong Yuan, who was driving the cart, had a slightly changed expression and suddenly tightened the reins. The four strong horses pulling the cart were almost dragged backwards. After a few short neighs, they stopped moving forward in an instant.

Four figures stood at the end of the forest path, blocking the way.

Looking at the people in front of him, Sikong Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he was a little confused for a moment: "Senior Wen? Elder Qin?"

The four people in front of him, including Wen Tianfeng who he had just met not long ago, were all old ghosts in the Gangsha realm without exception.

Even though Sikong Yuan had seen a lot of storms, he couldn't help but be shocked by this kind of big event.

"At the beginning, I said that I would help you when the time is right. Now the time has come."

Wen Tianfeng nodded, his expression solemn, without any intention of joking.

"Yang Zongxian has now entered the state of Gangsha. Not long ago, three seniors died at his hands. Is now the right time?" Sikong Yuan was puzzled.

Looking at the expressions of these four people, it is obvious that they have already known about the changes in the palace. With the lessons learned from the previous incident, these people are taking action at this moment, which is really hard to guess.

"Yang Zongxian is a fierce and ferocious man. If we give him another twenty years, he will definitely attack overseas. He is too young and has a lot of life left. We can't outlast him."

"To sit back and wait for the situation to change is to be cautious, but to be indecisive and hesitant is to be cowardly. If you sit on the sidelines all the time, you will not be able to eat in the end."

Wen Tianfeng shook his head, his expression no longer as gentle as before, his snow-like brows were covered with frost, revealing murderous intent:

"If I don't bet on him running out of tricks, then I can only wait for death!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 79: Soul Burial Pill, Common Ruler of the World

The night wind in the mountains is slightly cold and damp.

"Senior, you came to see me. I think you have something to do. You can speak frankly."

Sikong Yuan looked at the several old ghosts in the Gangsha realm in front of him, as if he had thought of something. His face became slightly cold and he went straight to the point.

An old man who refuses to die is a thief. The youngest of the four people in front of him has lived for at least 500 years. He has no intention of pretending to be nice to them, which would only be a waste of time.

An old man standing next to Wen Tianfeng suddenly raised his hand and threw out a porcelain bottle.

The old man was nearly seventy years old. He was dressed in a simple red official robe embroidered with auspicious unicorns. He had narrow eyes and looked intimidating without even being angry.

Sikong Yuan took it and waited quietly for the old man to explain.

"The secret medicine of the Heavenly Stems, the Soul Burial Pill, can temporarily elevate your cultivation to the Gangsha realm. There is no antidote. After taking it, you will die of the poison in twelve hours."

The old man clasped his fists and bowed, saying calmly: "Sir, please follow us on our journey."

"I still have things to do. Please allow me to send someone off, and then I will follow you to the Imperial Capital."

Si Kongyuan looked calm, as if he had anticipated the current situation. He said something casually and then tilted his head to look at Wen Tianfeng: "You're not in a hurry, are you?"

These old ghosts not only did not trust Yang Zongxian, but they also did not trust him.

"I am sorry for you."

Wen Tianfeng looked a little ugly. Sikong Yuan had stayed in Longquan the longest, so he knew his character very well.

But it makes no sense that he is the only one who trusts Sikong Yuan, as the others would not think so.

Since ancient times, the title of human demon has symbolized extremely terrifying talent and instability that may get out of control at any time. Just like Sikong Yuan, who has been a demon for just over ten years and has become a master at the peak of Nengyuan. If he had not been unwilling, he would have already become a demon.

As time goes by, no one can guarantee that Sikong Yuan's thoughts will not change. If one day his life comes to an end and he wants to go further, by then, it is unknown whether there will be anyone in the world who can suppress him.

"It is getting harder and harder to enter the Gangsha realm now. There hasn't been a person who has crossed the threshold of cultivation through martial arts and entered the Gangsha realm for more than 2,000 years. After a while, this world will eventually become a place where it is difficult for cultivators to survive."

Wen Tianfeng sighed softly: "The path of cultivation is withering. If I can take Yang Zongxian's life this time, I want to explore the road that leads to the outside world."

If there is hope of entering the Shenzang realm, he would naturally want to give it a try. For the great masters in the Shenzang realm, their bodies have completely entered a new level, and living for ten thousand years is just a piece of cake.

He has lived for more than seven hundred years. For him, nothing is more important than cultivation. Sikong Yuan has a certain position in his heart, but compared with himself, he is too insignificant.

"You guys can go to the imperial capital and wait for me. I will go there after I finish my work." Sikong Yuan said calmly.

"it is good."

Without waiting for the others to speak, Wen Tianfeng agreed immediately.

The other three people frowned slightly, obviously disagreeing. The later they were, the more variables there would be in Yang Zongxian.

Wen Tianfeng's expression was slightly gloomy as he stared at the three people beside him. The meaning was self-evident. If they continued to press him, he would also turn hostile.

He already owed Sikong Yuan a favor.

After a moment of silence, the few of them did not speak a word after all. They stepped into the air and turned into four streams of light, disappearing into the sky.

Sikong Yuan glanced down at the four exhausted horses, then turned around and lifted the curtain.

"Those people just now..."

Fu Chan clutched the hem of her skirt tightly, her face pale. She heard all the words just now, and she couldn't help feeling panic in her heart, but more importantly, she was worried about Sikong Yuan.

Si Kongyuan did not explain too much. He got into the carriage and carried Fu Chan on his back. He said in a deep voice:

"Hold on tight."

Fu Chan only felt the sound of wind suddenly rising in her ears, and the scenery on her side began to rapidly move backwards, which was dozens of times faster than the speed of a horse-drawn carriage, but she could not feel any bumps at all.

She leaned on Sikong Yuan's back and remained silent for a long time. Finally, she mustered up the courage to speak:

"Can't we hide? Go to the West Sea, go to the North Sea, go anywhere. There will always be a place where we can stay where they won't find us."

"Killing Yang Zongxian is my only long-cherished wish in this life. Even if I die, it is a worthy death."

Sikong Yuan's voice was calm and indifferent: "This way, I have solved one of my worries."

With the Soul Burial Pill, even if his mind may become disordered after entering the Gangsha, it will only last for twelve hours at most and will not cause too much trouble to this world.

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Northern Territory.

The capital of Tianchan Kingdom.

Inside the side hall, Shen Qing was flipping through the books in the spirit ring, using them to observe every detail of the ancient cultivation world. When he saw the descriptions of some strange stories, he couldn't help but feel his eyes were opened.

What interested her most was the theory of reincarnation.

It is said that there are giants from ancient times who were reincarnated and reborn as humans. They were able to regain their past memories, and thus rise to prominence at an extremely fast speed and return to the top...

When seeing this, Shen Qing couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Now...is she awakening her memory, or has she really come to this era?

Just as he was lost in thought, footsteps were heard in the hall.

The aura of a cultivator was extremely obvious. The moment he heard the footsteps, Shen Qing knew the identity of the person who came. He immediately stood up to greet him and stepped into the outer hall.

In the outer hall, Sikong Yuan and Fu Chan were standing not far from each other. Fu Chan lowered her head and her expression could not be seen clearly.

"senior."

Shen Qing greeted her and looked at Fu Chan with some confusion.

"Wen Tianfeng and the other three Gangsha realm cultivators are preparing to kill Yang Zongxian. I want to go too. Fu Chan can't follow me anymore." Sikong Yuan went straight to the point and stated his purpose.

"What exactly happened in the imperial city the day before yesterday?" Shen Qing asked puzzledly.