"But the old man is convinced that the remnant soul of the ninth-level sand demon is somewhere in the spiritual sand domain." The old man was very sure.
"The remnant soul of the ninth-level demon emperor!" Zhou Yang's mind turned over and over again, and he thought of many things in an instant.
"Only a ninth-level demon king or a powerful person in the realm of gods can live for such a long time. Of course, the strength will definitely drop significantly." The decayed old man nodded.
"Ten quotas, reach the Tongtian Holy Sect ruins within ten days." It took Zhou Yang a long time to recover from the shock. After leaving a word, he turned around and left.
This was a huge secret, and he had to go back to Zhong Zhenguo to ask.
"I want to see the boss, I want to see the boss!" Lu San'er shouted in Dingbei City.
"Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang is my boss!"
"You are so bold, you dare to call the leader by name, you are seeking death!" At the gate of the city lord's palace, a city guard commander was furious and ordered someone to tie up Lu San'er who had made such rude remarks.
At this moment, the city lord Baojishan walked out of the gate. He frowned and waved his hand. The captain quickly bowed and stepped aside.
"What's your name?" Baojishan glanced at him and asked coldly.
"In Xialu San'er, this is Liang Qiuhong, from Suiling City. We are all the younger brothers of Alliance Leader Zhou! By the way, this senior is the head of Xiyao Family. Oh, this, this is Xiyao Binglan , the boss’s old acquaintance.” Lu Saner nodded and bowed.
"Oh? You are Mr. Liangqiu!" Baojishan thought for a moment and suddenly slapped his forehead.
"That's right." Liang Qiuhong bowed slightly.
Lu San'er was a little depressed. Is Brother Hong's reputation as a co-author greater than mine?
Divine Lord Shengying said nothing. Although he was a powerful False God, he was only in Baoji Mountain in the middle stage of the Golden Core. He didn't even look at him, which made him extremely angry.
But there is no way, people under the eaves have to bow their heads. Today's Yangtian Merchant Alliance, needless to say, he is a middle-level virtual god, even a strong person at the peak of the virtual god dare not directly plunder his body.
Sheng Yingshen Junkong has the strength of the middle stage of the Void God, but he has no choice but to be short of money. He does not have a starry sky battleship at all, so he cannot escape to the starry sky alone. Now the only way is to enter the ruins of the Tongtian Holy Sect.
Baojishan knew about Liang Qiuhong and Lu Saner, and also knew about the existence of Xiyao Binglan, but he was in a dilemma because there were too many forces who wanted to enter the Tongtian Holy Sect ruins, and they had to make good friends with the Yangtian Merchant Alliance. Some of them are good friends with the Tianming clan, but they really can’t be taken care of.
No matter how large the space of the ruins is, it cannot accommodate so many forces.
"Let them in." At this moment, a voice suddenly came from Baojishan's ears.
"Alliance leader!" Baojishan was shocked and hurriedly bowed in response.
"Also, Murong Yue and others from Jiemeng City will arrive later and let them enter the Merchant Alliance headquarters."
"As commanded."
Millions of miles away, Zhou Yang glanced at the crowded Dingbei City, and finally stopped at a team outside the city.
There are more than a hundred people in this team, and the leader is Murong Yue from Mengcheng in the original realm. Mu San, Mu Wu and others are among them.
I didn't expect these guys to still be alive. They are really lucky.
Shaking his head, he headed directly towards the ruins of Tongtian Holy Sect.
The most important thing at the moment, besides finding out about the Sand Demon, is to transport as many manpower as possible from the Yangtian Merchant Alliance and the Tianming Clan as quickly as possible.
The high-level warship of Yushen only transports cultivators with Jindan Perfection or below. As for the battleships above the mid-level God level, which transport powerful people from demigods and above to the early stage of virtual gods, anyone who has sworn allegiance to the Merchant Alliance can board the ship.
Although demigod cultivators would be in great danger if they entered the starry sky, they couldn't care less about it now. If they stayed, they would become mortals, which would be worse than death. They could only take the risk.
The power of transformation spreads very quickly, and it is estimated that it will not even take a year before it will sweep across the entire Hezhou continent. These warships can transport it twice at most. After two times, they will no longer be able to enter the sky above Hezhou.
All precious materials are transported to the Green Star through the starry sky teleportation array by those who are above mid-Void God level.
After half a year, Shenjun Hongtu and a group of formation mages, together with Mu Zifeng, moved the starry sky teleportation formation to the ruins of the Tongtian Holy Sect.
After arranging everything, Zhou Yang teleported directly to Green Star.
"My clan has some records about the sand demon, but they are not detailed." Zhong Zhenguodao.
When the two Tianming clans fled into the Dark Continent, only the highest level knew about the Sand Demon, and not many books were left. After the death of those upper levels, such secrets were gradually forgotten.
"The soul of the Sand Demon has probably reached the ninth level of Demon King." Zhou Yang said with a solemn expression.
"What, the ninth-level demon emperor!" Zhong Zhenguo's eyes widened.
"Only a ninth-level demon emperor can survive for tens or millions of years." Zhou Yang nodded.
"That's a magical beast raised by my clan..." Zhong Zhenguo couldn't help but shine with his eyes after he realized what he was doing.
Zhou Yang glanced at him and said solemnly: "It's not that simple. If it really wants to return to the Celestial Clan, it won't have to wait for so long."
"This..." Zhong Zhenguoru was poured cold water on his head.
Yes, the two Tianming clans have long since declined. Before Zhou Yang, there was not even a strong person in the realm of God Control. Why would the majestic ninth-level Demon King return!
"It was seriously injured at that time, and only the remnants of its soul were left. Now that a long time has passed, it is estimated that its strength is not as good as mine." Zhou Yang added.
"It's possible. But after all, it's the remnant soul of the ninth-level demon emperor. If possible, we still have to fight for it." Zhong Zhenguo still doesn't give up.
Zhou Yang didn't say anything. If possible, he would be willing to give it a try. If he succeeded, he could at least learn some of the secrets of longevity.
He had searched the entire Hezhou continent, but there was still no trace of the sand demon. He must have fled into the starry sky.
"Warcraft, Warcraft..." Zhou Yang murmured, turning his head to look in the direction of the Demonic Forest.
"Dad!" At this time, Xiao Shengtian ran into the hall and rushed towards Zhou Yang with his hands open.
"Slow down, slow down!" Zhou Huaiyuan followed closely, fearing that his grandson would fall.
"Shengtian, my little Shengtian!" Zhou Yang hugged his son and lifted him up.
In just a short period of time, this little guy's cultivation has actually reached the peak of Tianyuan. He is truly a monster among monsters.
This has something to do with activating the bloodline of the Heavenly Clan, and it also has something to do with the little guy's qualifications.
"Haha, I got some low-level monsters for Xiao Shengtian to train with. The little guy was still scared at first, but after these few days, not only was he not afraid anymore, but he also killed two second-level high-level monsters. He has made great progress. Very soon!"
Zhou Huaiyuan looked at his grandson, his eyes full of doting.
"Well, don't be too doting, but let him face those monsters by himself. Just keep an eye on him from a distance." Zhou Yang nodded.
"I understand." Zhou Huaiyuan waved his hand.
You know, you know, doting is absolutely indispensable.
