After they arrived at the forbidden area, they checked and counted the things stored in the forbidden area one by one. Those are the most precious things that Kunhuang Sect has obtained since its establishment. Whether it is Taoist inheritance or material secret techniques, most of them have requirements for the user's cultivation level.
For example, the "Xingxuan Sand", which can monitor the entire Kunhuang Sect at any time and at any time, requires the user to have a minimum cultivation level of late Jindan.
Hua Chunning poured spiritual power and spiritual consciousness into the Xingxuan Sand, and saw that the silver light emitted by the small sand grain became more and more dazzling. Finally, the silver light condensed into a bunch, and unfolded like a folding fan, and the fan gradually appeared. There are some blurry scenes.
Hua Chunning continued to activate her spiritual power, and the scene gradually became clearer. The picture showed the current appearance of the Kunhuang Sect's mountain gate from an overlooking perspective, with all places visible.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and Hua Chunning and Min Xuan's eyes widened, as if they had been struck by lightning.
"how……"
Hua Chunning's lips trembled. After the shock, uncontrollable grief surged into her heart.
Because of her confusion, the transmission of spiritual power and consciousness was interrupted, the scene quickly dissipated, and the silver light gathered back into the Xuanxuan Sand.
Perhaps because her feelings for the Kunhuang Sect were not as deep as those of Hua Chunning, Min Xuan quickly regained her composure after being shocked, holding her partner's hands tightly and giving them silent comfort and support.
Hua Chunning returned to hold Min Xuan's hand, as if drawing strength from it. She closed her eyes forcefully, took a deep breath, and tried her best to calm down her mind. Then she stared straight at Xingxuansha as if she was restraining something.
"I want to see again."
She said, and then activated Xingxuan Sand again.
The picture reappeared.
Among the disintegrated mountain gates, only the sect's main hall barely maintained its former appearance. Hua Chunning's eyes passed over the five dark pits and landed on the roof of the sect hall.
"Who is that?"
Min Xuan pointed at the figure on the roof and asked.
Hua Chunning made a secret with her left hand to strengthen her consciousness' control over Xingxuan Sha. The sect's main hall and its surrounding areas in the picture were enlarged, and the figure's face and figure were clearly revealed.
Hua Chunning looked at the man for a moment, frowned, and said: "The feathers at the end of the eyes are not like those of humans. I'm afraid he is...the Beast King."
As soon as he finished speaking, the other party suddenly raised his eyes, as if his eyes were looking across the screen towards this space.
Hua Chunning's pupils shrank, and the magic formula changed instantly. The picture seemed to be pulled up and far away, and returned to the previous thumbnail of the entire mountain gate.
She lowered her eyes, still a little uneasy, and planned to put away the Xingxuan Sand, when Min Xuan suddenly whispered: "Look!"
Hua Chunning looked over after hearing the sound, but saw unexpected changes in the picture.
…
Chu Cang stared at the empty space above. The feeling of being spied on had disappeared, but the suspicion in his eyes still remained.
Just as he was about to investigate carefully, his expression suddenly changed and he looked at the roaring stormy sand outside the Kunhuang Sect's mountain gate.
A huge black shadow suddenly rushed out of the sandstorm, and fell to the ground with all its strength, causing smoke and dust everywhere.
Chu Cang's face changed slightly, and in the next moment he appeared in front of the black shadow. He asked in surprise and concern: "Wu Yan, what's wrong with you?!"
"Your Majesty...save...save..."
Wuyan's godless eyes reflected the sky, his beak opened and closed with difficulty, and his voice was too low to be heard.
Even though Chu Cangdang wanted to check Wu Yan's condition, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and suddenly noticed that Wu Yan's abdomen was more bulging than usual. After taking a closer look, he discovered the looming golden dark lines under the rich black feathers.
The dark lines have a faint aura, like some kind of sealing runes, and these lines are flickering at this time, giving off a sense of danger.
Chu Cang had an ominous premonition in his heart, but Wu Yan was his right-hand man and he would not give up easily, so he did not retreat, but increased his vigilance.
He spat out the demonic power in his palm, and a flash of colored light covered Wu Yan.
At that moment, Wu Yan suddenly raised his neck and opened his beak wide, as if he wanted to spit something out. Deep in its throat, a bright golden glow flashed away.
Chu Cang's expression changed drastically in an instant, and the demonic power he released at the same time happened to touch Wu Yan, and it was too late to take it back.
Then he saw that the dark patterns all over Wuyan suddenly disappeared, and his demonic power was like a torch thrown into an open-lid oil pan, and sudden changes occurred.
Wu Yan's strong and ferocious body exploded like a swollen cloth bag, and the golden liquid sprayed in all directions. Even though Chu Cang had been on guard, it all happened too fast, and he had no time to teleport. There was just enough time to set up a colorful barrier.
"ah!--"
The suppressed roar was full of pain, and the magnificent, strong, golden liquid that looked like the melted sun swallowed up the barrier in an instant and spurted onto Chu Cang.
Chu Cang cried out in pain and was forced to reveal his true body. Where his body was contaminated by the gold liquid, the brightly colored feathers were blackened and withered as if they had been scorched, and the skin and flesh beneath them were also eroded and burst open, with bones almost visible in the most serious parts.
The powerful demonic power vibrated chaotically, causing the situation to change color. The storm of sand ants outside the mountain gate was swept away from a large blank area, but it finally stopped the gold liquid from continuing to invade the physical body.
This incident alarmed the leader of the Kunhuang Sect, who was unknown where he was. He appeared in front of Chu Cang, glanced at the golden liquid, and his expression became serious.
"This is...wrong, this thing clearly cannot-!"
The leader's words suddenly stopped because he saw the remains of the giant monster in the gold liquid all over the ground.
Most of Wu Yan's huge body was melted the moment the gold liquid erupted. At this time, only a few bones were left soaked in the gold liquid and were about to be destroyed.
He now understood how Jin Ye came here, and how he got close to Chu Cang and launched an attack.
Chu Cang screamed again, and his whole body was filled with colorful light. Circles of gorgeous light spread out from his body in ripples. After a few breaths, the golden liquid was finally peeled off from his body.
"Wu Shao! Wu Shao! I will definitely kill you, and I will not leave any Di Rong clan member alive. You will die without a burial place!"
After taking a short breath, Chu Cang let out an angry roar. The hatred and bitterness in his voice made the leader beside him lower his eyes involuntarily.
But then, the leader suddenly raised his head, looked straight ahead, and said, "Someone is coming."
Chu Cang was injured and emotionally agitated, so he failed to notice anyone approaching in time. He didn't notice anything strange until the leader warned him.
In the background of the sky full of yellow sand, two figures flew out one after another, looking at Chu Cang from afar.
"Mo Ren, the Wufeng Sword Sect, has met the Beast King of Chu Cang."
The man in front spoke. He was polite, gentle and docile, and even when he saw Chu Cang was injured and in a miserable state, his demeanor remained calm.
Chu Cang squinted his eyes, his gaze stayed on the other person for a moment, and then moved to the person behind him.
That was his old acquaintance, Elder Wu of Wufeng Sword Sect.
However, the elder Wu in front of him at this moment had a dull expression and a dull gaze. He looked like a puppet or a zombie controlled by someone. Between his eyebrows, half-inserted, was a strange little sword as thick as a little finger with flashing runes.
