The Ancient Vast Realm

Feng Xuan adjusted his state and did not dare to peek outside the secret realm. The way of time and space was not a field he could enter now. This time was just good luck. If he went deeper, he was afraid that his true soul would be lost in the turbulence of time and space until he was annihilated.

"Huh, what is this?"

Suddenly, just when Feng Xuan was about to take his spiritual body back into his body, he noticed that behind this deeper space, some blue light spots were floating, full of spirituality and an inexplicable essence.

Feng Xuan was not unfamiliar with these strange blue light spots. Whether it was when opening the bronze space or in the bronze space, Feng Xuan could sense the existence of these blue light spots, because they were the essence of the soul.

"Soul... Wait, in this case..."

Feng Xuan looked at the blue light spots floating in these spaces, as if he remembered something, and quickly looked inward with his true spirit, and his consciousness sank into the depths of his soul.

Sure enough, unlike before, as soon as Feng Xuan looked into the depths of his soul, he immediately saw that there were two things floating in the depths.

Among them, one is naturally the annihilation seed that Feng Xuan is familiar with. It was left by the mysterious Miemeng, the guardian spirit beast of the Feng Clan.

Feng Xuan has borrowed its power more than once, and even now has comprehended and refined a little annihilation power, which is extremely important to him.

The other is a drop of seven-color divine blood with divine light flowing, and the divine power on it is like a prison. Although it is just a drop of blood, it makes Feng Xuan feel shocked, as if facing an invincible existence.

However, Feng Xuan is not worried at all, because he feels the breath of Master Wu's Wu's breath on this seven-color divine blood, and knows that this must be the drop of emperor blood that Master injected into his body as Wu Lao said.

However, Feng Xuan just glanced at the two at this time, and didn't pay much attention to it. He still has more important things to do.

Feng Xuan's true spirit consciousness looked above the two. There was nothingness there, as if it was no different from other places in this soul land, but Feng Xuan just felt that there should be something there.

This is not what Feng Xuan saw, but a feeling, because this is where his own soul belongs.

Feng Xuan was silent for a while, and then he slowly said:

"Come out, I think we should talk."

Feng Xuan's voice was very light, facing the empty soul space, as if he was talking to himself.

Time passed by little by little, everything was the same as before, nothing happened.

Feng Xuan stood quietly with a blank expression, and he was somewhat accustomed to this.

Just as Feng Xuan was about to leave with a sense of loss, he saw a green light spreading, and a green barrier was formed in an instant, surrounding his consciousness body. Neither the annihilation seed nor the seven-color divine blood below seemed to be aware of this.

Even when Feng Xuan looked at it, whether it was the self-rotating annihilation black hole seed or the slightly beating seven-color divine blood, it seemed to be still at this moment, as if frozen.

Seeing the appearance of this green barrier, Feng Xuan finally showed a smile at the corner of his mouth.

As the blue barrier completely solidified, under Feng Xuan's gaze, a bronze scroll with ancient patterns and various animal patterns carved on it, which was upturned at both ends and slightly bent in the middle, slowly emerged from the void.

Feng Xuan carefully looked at the bronze scroll, and a trance flashed in his eyes.

Ever since he fished this thing out of the mud and sand in the Qingsui Pond next to the Xuanying Tribe a hundred years ago, he has formed some kind of inexplicable cause and effect with this thing.

After the bronze scroll merged into his body, he never saw its body again. What entered and exited was just the bronze space that inexplicably appeared in his soul.

But suddenly, Feng Xuan paused while looking at the bronze scroll, and finally found some differences.

Although it has been a hundred years now, with Feng Xuan's current memory, the things that happened a hundred years ago are as vivid as if they were still in his mind, and even the smallest details can be easily recalled.

When he fished out the bronze scroll from the mud at the bottom of the pond, it was clearly covered with rust and dense rust marks, which almost occupied two-thirds of the entire scroll. Feng Xuan had tried to wipe off the rust on its surface, but found that it was futile, even with a knife and an axe.

However, at this time, the rust marks on the bronze scroll were inexplicably reduced, revealing more pattern marks.

However, these were not the reasons for Feng Xuan's daze, because in the revealed pattern, there seemed to be an extremely ancient altar, on which six different items appeared, as if they were enshrined on the altar.

Three of the items were hidden in the rust that had not yet fallen off, but the other three items could be seen clearly.

One object was in the shape of a sword, with a peculiar shape. It was obviously a simple pattern outline, but it gave people a sense of majestic majesty.

One object was in the shape of an axe, with a short handle and a rough axe face, just like the stone axe used by woodcutters to chop wood.

The other object was in the shape of a bow, with a curved bow body and no string, and the two sides were open, like two arms.

Feng Xuan didn't care about anything else, just stared at the longbow pattern. He didn't know what the other two objects were, but he was very familiar with this longbow. It was clearly the appearance of the stone bow of the ancestor of the human race that he had seen in Jian Qi's memory imprint.

Feng Xuan was very sure that although the pattern on the bronze scroll was extremely simple, it seemed to have a divine shape, which made him 90% sure that this must be the human ancestral artifact he had seen before - the human stone bow!

The human ancestral artifact was extremely mysterious. It can be said that even with Feng Xuan's current status, he would not be able to find out anything about the human ancestral artifact. If it were not for the coincidence that he had seen it in Jian Qi's memory imprint, Feng Xuan would not know anything at all.

However, Feng Xuan had never thought that at this moment, he would actually see the figure of the human stone bow on the scroll of the bronze scroll.

"If this is indeed the human stone bow, what are the other two items? What are the other three things covered by rust?"

Feng Xuan's thoughts were mixed, and at this moment he felt that his mind was extremely confused.

Feng Xuan did not hesitate too much, but pointed directly at the pattern of the human stone bow and asked:

"Is this the human stone bow of my human race?"

Feng Xuan looked at the bronze scroll and asked with great certainty.

"Is this your problem?"

Just as Feng Xuan finished speaking, a green light flashed on the bronze scroll, and a message was transmitted to Feng Xuan's consciousness.