An hour later, Yan Xing walked out of the black shop with a large amount of pills.
He looked back at the shining golden plaque with a meaningful look.
"No wonder he dares to have such a name and has such strength."
Being able to mobilize such a huge amount of elixirs in a short period of time shows that the power behind this black shop has quite a lot of background.
Yan Xing glanced at the paper in his hand, and his figure disappeared in a flash. After a few breaths, he appeared in a dense forest on the edge of the black market.
The ancient trees are tall and intertwined, as if they have entered a primeval forest.
Yan Xing looked around, slowly walked to a big tree, stretched out his hand and knocked on the tree trunk. Three were long and two were short.
Buzz!
The big tree trembled, the lush branches and leaves trembled, and the bark like dragon scales began to twist. In the blink of an eye, an old face appeared, speaking human words.
"Guest, welcome to the Forest of Whispers. As long as you can pay the price, we can provide you with all the information."
"The contract stipulates that information obtained in the Whispering Forest cannot be disclosed to a third party."
"What do you want to know?"
Yan Xing blinked and looked up and down at the ancient tree. He didn't feel the slightest breath of a living person, and he didn't know what kind of operating mechanism this human face had.
The Whispering Forest, like the Yin Tomb, is a force outside the rule of Feixian Cave Heaven. It hides in the dark and specializes in intelligence business. He learned some of this information in the Library Pavilion.
"I want to know all the details about this fog wave, all the intelligence you have."
"As you wish!"
"Chenghui, ten pieces of high-grade spiritual stones."
Yan Xing frowned. It was really dark. A piece of information that could be sold repeatedly was actually asking for ten high-grade spiritual stones, which was equivalent to 120,000 low-grade spiritual stones.
Click! Click! !
The old face slowly opened its mouth, revealing a dark hole.
"Haha, don't choke."
Having made a lot of money recently, Yan Xing didn't feel bad at all. He raised his hand and threw the spirit stone into the tree hole.
"Thank you for your patronage. This is what you asked for."
call out--
A volume of atlas was shot out from the face's mouth and fell directly into Yan Xing's hands.
Boom!
After completing the transaction, the ancient tree pulled out its roots and disappeared deep into the jungle in a few steps like a living person.
Yan Xing was speechless. How could this cunning guy know what he was thinking?
He was just a little curious as to where those spirit stones had gone, and originally thought of splitting the tree trunk to take a look.
"Forget it, if the information is not worth the price, I will go find you again."
There is no way to escape his nose except across space.
Yan Xing looked up at the sky and saw that the black market was about to close, so he temporarily stopped thinking about looking at the scrolls and walked out.
…
A dark shop, deep in an underground chamber.
Shopkeeper Gao looked solemn and knelt down in front of an altar engraved with runes, muttering something.
boom!
A burst of fire emerged and condensed into a golden fireball, suspended above the altar. Inside the fireball was an ancient character, with the word "王" on the front. It turned around to reveal the word "Quan" on the back.
Royal power!
The ancestor of the ancient family, the Wang family, his name is Wang Quan.
Shopkeeper Gao looked in awe, kowtowed respectfully to the flames, presented a piece of paper, and submerged it into the fireball and burned it.
On the paper, detailed information about Yan Xing was recorded, down to every item sold, every elixir purchased, every word spoken, every expression, and every micro-movement.
There are black shops in large and small black markets, and behind them is the ancient Wang family. They are mainly used to collect intelligence, and secondarily to make money.
"This Feixian disciple's words and deeds are extremely extraordinary. Facing him, I actually feel a sense of crisis, especially when he gets angry..."
Shopkeeper Gao narrowed his eyes slightly. You must know that he is an earth spirit, and he was shocked by an outer disciple in the mortal realm.
This all illustrates the power and abnormality of Yan Xing.
"I heard that the eldest lady is currently competing for the position of peak leader. If we recruit this guy under our command, it might be of some use."
The fire on the altar went out, and Shopkeeper Gao kowtowed, then stood up and left the secret room.
When he returned to the ground, his expression changed and he turned into a cheerful little old man again.
…
It went well, and Yan Xing didn't meet any crazy people who wanted to take advantage of others. When he returned to the inn's courtyard, he couldn't wait to open the picture scroll in his hand.
"map?"
On the square drawing, a large area is painted with a scarlet color, which represents the scarlet mist.
In the mist, three circles of different sizes were drawn, each with a place name marked on it.
Fallen Immortal Realm, Luo Prison Realm, Origus Empire.
The three realms present a tripartite posture. The key lies in the center of the triangle, marked with a large skull with the word "relics" written on it.
Yan Xing frowned. He had learned about the distribution of the surrounding areas in the library, so he could see the difference in this map at a glance. He had never seen this skull, and he had never heard of any nearby. remains.
There was also a page in the map scroll, which was densely written with words. Yan Xing picked it up, his eyes fell, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
"A few months ago, at an unknown time, new ruins appeared in the Skull Zone marked on the map, attracting all parties to gather in the Supreme Holy Land to compete for ownership of the ruins. 』
"It is said that there is a Su Lao sitting in the Holy Land of Tianyan, who gave instructions on this ruins: endless death, defying the fate of heaven. 』
“The Holy Land returned in disastrous defeat with heavy casualties. 』
"A living figure appeared in the ruins, shouting "Who am I?", punched through the wordless stone tablet in the Changsheng Palace, and Xuanwu fled in a hurry. 』
"According to accurate information, the troops recruited from Feixian Cave Heaven, led by Pang Liuchuan, the third person on the Feilong List, returned in the wreckage of the Xuanqing Shenzhou and died tragically at their doorstep. It is said that they met the Memetic Immortal just as they approached the edge of the ruins. 』
"Countless non-living bodies are gathering crazily towards the ruins, and abnormalities are constant in the depths of the fog. According to the analysis of many forces, there is a 90% chance that a fog frenzy will be set off, and the surrounding three realms will bear the brunt and be affected first. 』
"It is expected that within five years, the first wave of Mist Frenzy will begin. 』
"Feixian Cave Heaven began to dispatch troops and generals..."
"There is a Holy Land plan to re-explore the ruins. We are more prepared and have deployed more powerful combat forces..."
Yan Xing looked solemn and engraved everything on the page into his mind word for word.
It was as if there was a thread connecting everything he had experienced during this time.
"So that's it."
When he escaped from that mysterious space, the scene he saw should be the madman shouting "Who am I" after the Holy Lands of all parties were defeated? Wasn't that the unknown senior?
The unknown senior was trapped in the ruins.
"besides……"
Yan Xing pointed his finger on the circle representing the realm of the Fallen Immortal, slowly moved it to the skull, and then made a turn and drew it to the circle of the Luo Prison realm.
"Let me tell you, the dark city walls around this circle feel inexplicably familiar. Hey, I grew up here, and Uncle Lan died here too!"
Yan Xing had a cold look in his eyes. The circles representing the three realms on the map had different drawings on the edges. The "immortal energy barrier" in the Fallen Immortal Realm was the most special, as it was a complete light mask.
The Luo Prison Realm is a circle of dark city walls, with a total of ninety-nine walls from the very edge to the core of the realm.
It is easy to understand this arrangement. If it is broken through by the mist, the Luo Prison Realm will abandon the outer periphery and retreat to the inner city. With ninety-nine city walls as a buffer, the core forces will naturally sit back and relax, while for the common people who have been directly abandoned on the periphery. To say it is extremely cruel.
It can be seen from this that the class divisions in the prison realm must be extremely strict and cruel, and it is natural that such inhuman things as city slaves will appear.
"Holy Palace, Ninth Young Master, and old thief Xue Kong, are you all waiting for me in Luo Prison Realm?"
Yan Xing's eyes flickered, and a wisp of pitch-black flame fell from the depths of his pupils, igniting Luo Prison's realm, and then spread to the surroundings, and the entire picture scroll instantly turned into nothingness.
"The storm is coming, and under the turmoil, only strength can be trusted."
boom--
Yan Xing was like a cannon being ejected from the barrel, leaving two footprints on the ground, instantly rushing into the void, and disappearing deep into the clouds in the blink of an eye.
Above the sky, among the clouds, there are few people around, so it is naturally an excellent place for a breakthrough.
Yan Xing doesn't want to wait any longer. He has accumulated enough resources and will break through tonight and step into the third extreme state of the physical body.
At an altitude of 10,000 kilometers, Yan Xing sat cross-legged. The gravitational field held him up, distorted the light, and obscured his figure.
Cutting away distracting thoughts and calming his eyes, a small hole in the hell dimension was opened directly in his stomach, and densely packed pills poured out with flashes of spiritual light.
"Swallow the sky and the earth!!"
boom--
Yan Xing's eyes spurted out a few inches of divine light, and the position of his chest, as if he had swallowed a sun, erupted with extremely bright white light, illuminating the inside and outside, the internal organs, bones, meridians, flesh and blood...
Everything is clearly visible.
Endless flesh and blood particles are boiling, cheering and cheering, devouring energy crazily. The essence of energy is universal particles. It can enhance all material particles, making them stronger, harder, and heavier, and combine them into objects with various magical powers. "area".
swallow! swallow! swallow! !
Such a large amount of elixirs put an unbearable burden on the digestive system, so [Swallowing the Sky and Devouring the Earth] began to evolve, and then more elixirs poured in, forcing it to evolve again.
Repeating the cycle, Yan Xing's limbs and bones turned into light particles, visible to the naked eye, like the torrent of energy from rivers, seas and lakes, rushing through the body.
He has all kinds of talents to know the truth. He is fearless in punishment and endures punishment. He is not afraid of death and works towards death.
After an unknown amount of time, when the elixir was about to be exhausted, the self-test panel finally changed.
Yan Xing, breakthrough!
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Self-examination subject: Yan Xing.
Age: 12.
Race: Human (perfect pure blood).
Realm: The third extreme realm (the forbidden realm of gods, supreme power).
Body: 27+0.5.
Strength: 27+0.5.
Min: 27+0.5.
Meaning: 27.
…
With one arm, he wielded the power of one hundred and twenty-eight dragons.
64,000,0000 kilograms!
