I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

"There are no classics related to the incident of the strange heart, but there are some records about the soul-swallowing magic art..."

Zhang Yi muttered, looking at the yellowed tome in his hand, it was a book of anecdotes and tales, which mostly recorded some strange events and rumors that were difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Zhang Yi opened the classics and looked at one of the pages, where there were some notes:

The Soul Swallowing Devil Art was created by an evil giant from the outside world. It can plunder other people's cultivation to perfect themselves, and it is extremely domineering.

With this, the cultivation base of the evil giant has improved by leaps and bounds, almost reaching the realm of good fortune.

However, under the endless slaughter and resentment everywhere, several giants joined forces and finally killed the opponent in the town of Juemogu, destroying his spirit and soul, and can no longer be reincarnated.

And many disciples under his sect were also subjected to bloody cleansing in many ways, and only a few escaped in the end.

"Then, the Soul-swallowing Devil Art was burned and no longer circulated in the world."

When Zhang Yi saw the end, he closed the book with a thoughtful expression.

"If the rumors in this tome are true, then the Soul Devouring Devil Art came from outside the violent sea."

"In this way, the person behind Sun Feng may be the disciple of the evil giant in the past, one of the few who slipped through the net?"

"Did you choose to escape into the violent sea to avoid being chased by many parties..."

Thinking about it, Zhang Yi shook his head again.

"No, it's been so long since the past, unless the seventh heavenly saint, who can live so long?"

"The other party should not be a fish that slipped through the net in the past, but a descendant of its inheritance."

At this time, knowing that the other party might be the descendant of the disciple of the evil giant outside, Zhang Yi felt relieved.

After all, the identity of the other party is no longer like a gray shadow in the mist, unable to guess, but has a certain understanding.

That being the case, there is no need to worry too much.

Returning the books the same way, Zhang Yi left Zangshu Pavilion and returned to Yifeng Stone Mansion.

Immediately, as usual, while steadily cultivating and accumulating holy practice points, he used the Zijin Token to learn some information, and extracted martial arts information that was beneficial to him.

In this way, several months passed.

Then, the news of Sun Feng's death officially spread throughout Wenjian Mountain, causing an uproar.

"Did the Dongchuang incident happen?"

"That's right. After all, Sun Feng worshiped under Elder Xia Qing in Wenjian Mountain, and he is also a fourth-level heavenly saint. Once the news of his death spread, it really caused some ripples."

In the quiet courtyard, Zhang Yi listened to Wei Xue's narration, and nodded calmly, with no fluctuations in his expression.

This matter was expected, but Zhang Yi thought that the waves would happen earlier.

After all, every saint in Wenjian Mountain has left behind a trace of breath. If they fall, the sect will naturally know about it.

But it took several months for the news to spread, causing a wave of volatility.

Zhang Yi guessed that Elder Xia Qing investigated secretly, and after finding no clues, he stopped concealing and made public the news of Sun Feng's death.

"In the final analysis, Sun Feng can be regarded as Elder Xia Qing's half-disciple."

However, the deeds of practicing the evil secret art of swallowing spirits were not exposed. Elder Xia Qing naturally cherished it, so it was normal to get angry. "

"Unfortunately, I have already cleaned up the entire battlefield, and cleaned up the traces with insightful eyes. They are doomed to be in vain for the mystery of Sun Feng's death."

Zhang Yi muttered in his heart, his face remained calm, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

In the following period of time, the atmosphere in the entire Sword Asking Mountain became a little more serious, and the tone of the warriors was a little dignified.

Obviously, the sudden death of a sage of the fourth heaven caused some worry in their eyes.

Even Ziqing, the swift sword, found Zhang Yi again to communicate.

"Sigh, Sun Feng's death is indeed quite strange. He intended to go out to practice this time, but he didn't expect that he would die and disappear."

"Fellow Daoist Sun Feng's talent is outstanding, and his combat power is almost as good as mine. He was a rare opponent in the fourth heaven, but he has quietly fallen at this time. There is no news about it. I am afraid that a saint from the fifth heaven will personally attack him."

"Only warriors of this level can achieve a tight fit without any flaws to be found."

Inside the ancient pavilion, Zhang Yi said with regret.

And Zi Qing frowned.

"The fifth heavenly saint, who is well-ranked in the entire violent sea area, why would he attack Sun Feng? Isn't he afraid of offending the entire Wenjian Mountain?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yi shook his head helplessly.

"Who knows, since the other party is sure to make a move, and has mobilized a fifth-level sage to go out in person, he is obviously fully prepared."

"As for why you're not afraid of offending Wenjian Mountain, maybe the power behind the person who did it is not weaker than Wenjian Mountain."

When Zhang Yi said this, a gleam of brilliance flashed across Zi Qing's eyes, and she asked.

"You mean, maybe there are top forces to attack?"

"Speaking of which, at this time, the martial arts exchange meeting agreed by all parties is not far away..."

As she spoke, Ziqing's eyes were a little bright, as if she understood something, while Zhang Yi shook his head slightly, and said in the same tone.

"Things involving this level are not something we can guess. Elder Xia Qing has already taken over this matter. I just wait quietly for the truth."

"On the other hand, Fellow Daoist Ziqing, in order to avoid side effects, he will go out to practice more secretly in the future. After all, the martial arts exchange meeting is not far away at this time."

Zhang Yi reminded.

Immediately, after discussing about Sun Feng, the two exchanged some insights into swordsmanship, and Zi Qing turned and left.

Looking at Ziqing's back, Zhang Yi smiled and shook his head slightly.

"Although Sun Feng fell into my hands, it's not bad for other top forces to take the blame."

Zhang Yi muttered, then closed his eyes, and practiced Taixuan Sword Art.

Time passed slowly.

Being under Elder Xia Qing's sect, Sun Feng's death obviously caused some fluctuations in Wenjian Mountain, but Zhang Yi did not continue to pay attention.

He concentrated on his own cultivation, and began to try to comprehend the second form of the Star God Sword Art.

As a top supernatural power, the first form of the Star God Sword Art is just a foreshadowing, it is to drive the night to fall.

And starting from the second style of starlight showering, it is the time to really show the edge of swordsmanship.

But obviously, it is extremely difficult to comprehend top-level supernatural powers. Even though Zhang Yi has personally experienced the power and mystery of this type of supernatural power, he still feels obscure and difficult to move forward.

And when Zhang Yi encountered resistance and was mentally exhausted, finally, there was a piece of news that made Zhang Yi's heart tremble and his eyes burst with joy.

The news came from Taoist Tuokai, and the incident he told was about Xuantianjing.

To be more precise, Taoist Tuohai has successfully restored the Xuantian Mirror!

At this time, the power of Xuantian Mirror is already comparable to high-level treasures!