The Strongest Qi Refiner

Han Miaoyi, who was so bored that she could only stare at Fang Yu, immediately became energetic after seeing the light at the exit.

"Master, are we about to arrive?!" Han Miaoyi asked.

"Yeah." Fang Yu responded, looking straight at the increasingly larger light spot.

After approaching the exit, it was obvious that the surrounding space was distorted to a certain extent, and the pressure suddenly increased.

"Whoosh!"

As the light spots completely occupied their field of vision, both Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi felt their bodies light up and passed a certain critical point.

Then, the scene in front of him became different.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi appeared inside a ring law one after another.

All around was a wilderness.

It looks like the environment is similar to the location of the Southern Wilderness Circle.

"Master, is this the Eastern Wasteland?"

Han Miaoyi looked around, frowned, and asked.

"Probably so." Fang Yu replied.

"Why does it feel similar to Nanhuang?" Han Miaoyi asked doubtfully.

Fang Yu had never been to Donghuang, so he couldn't confirm it.

However, after traveling for so long, you shouldn’t be stuck in the same place, right?

It's impossible for the little carp to play tricks on him like this.

Therefore, there is a high probability that this place is Donghuang.

However, as long as it is a deserted place, the literary theory is basically the same no matter which realm or plane it is in.

"The aura that fills the world is different, it's not nuclear power..." Soon, Fang Yu noticed this.

And this point is also extremely crucial, as it can be used as ironclad proof that this place is no longer the Southern Wilderness.

Fang Yu released his consciousness and observed the situation around him.

Previously, I teleported from Southern Wilderness, and the teleportation point was not far from the border of the wilderness.

Then the coordinate point after being teleported is very likely to be near the boundary of the wasteland in the Eastern Wasteland.

Therefore, it is important to know the direction, at least not towards the border.

Fang Yu's consciousness continued to spread outward.

Soon, he discovered that about eighty miles directly ahead was an endless abyss.

That's obviously the border of the wilderness.

"So, we have to go in the back direction." Fang Yu made a decision.

Then, together with Han Miaoyi, he flew back at an extremely fast speed.

…

During the flight, Fang Yu kept observing the surrounding situation.

Before, I felt that the environment here was no different from the Southern Wilderness.

But after flying for a certain distance, he discovered an obvious difference.

That is, the color of the land.

The color of the land in the Eastern Wasteland is black and purple, which is very special.

Of course, perhaps this area is the only one in the entire Eastern Wasteland that looks like this.

However, this is indeed a standout feature.

"By the way, Master, since your identity and name have changed, will my name for you also change?" Han Miaoyi suddenly asked.

"Since you are now a maid, you can call me Mr. Fang." Fang Yu replied.

"As a maid, wouldn't it be more appropriate to call you master?" Han Miaoyi asked.

"...You can call me whatever you want." Fang Yu thought for a while and said, "Just don't reveal my real name."

"Okay." Han Miaoyi replied.

"Whoosh!"

On the empty plain on the border of the Eastern Wasteland, two figures streaked across the sky at extremely fast speeds.

Ling Bufan told Fang Yu before that the structure of the Eastern Wasteland is likely to be different from that of the Southern Wasteland.

And this pattern refers to the basic power pattern.

In the Southern Wilderness, the strength of a force cannot be accurately judged, and most of the time it is based on general recognition.

But in other wilderness areas, this may not be the case.

The strength of power is likely to be divided by some authoritative organization or institution.

Of course, this is the same as many places Fang Yu has been to before, and it is not new.

On the contrary, the level of power in the Southern Wilderness is completely based on "recognition", which feels a bit unreliable.

In fact, it is indeed unreliable.

For example, the power of Shanhaizong, after they lost the Book of Mountains and Seas, was far from being considered one of the three major powers.

But just because of the inherent past impression of the entire Southern Wilderness, this force with only two monks left to hold on is regarded as one of the top strengths in the Southern Wilderness.

This is the obvious flaw that arises from relying solely on ‘recognition’.

If there was an authoritative organization or institution that regularly judged the strength of power, this situation would not occur.

"I wonder when I will meet a monk." Fang Yu looked at the deserted surroundings and thought to himself, "Only by finding a monk can we get basic information about Donghuang, otherwise we will be like a headless fly."

"Whoosh..."

In order to quickly leave this wasteland, Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi continued to increase their speed, flying through the air like a bolt of lightning.

But no matter how fast he went, Fang Yu did not forget to pay attention to the surrounding situation.

For him, the first thing now is to find a monk who can communicate.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even be sure whether this place was Donghuang!

But the flight lasted for more than an hour, and we were already far away from the border. We still didn't see a monk.

Not even a living thing was seen!

But this situation is normal, after all, a wilderness is too big.

Fang Yu knew that he was probably still in the area around the border, and he was not impatient.

After flying for a while, a large lake appeared in front of us.

The color of the lake is also dark purple, even a little black, and looks turbid.

Fang Yu stopped in the air over Dahu.

Han Miaoyi also stopped.

"With such a big lake, there should be monks around, right?" Fang Yu thought to himself.

On earth, there is a saying that where there is water, there is life.

Now, Fang Yu applied this statement to the Eastern Wasteland.

I don’t know if it can be fulfilled here.

Fang Yu's consciousness is still being released.

However, it did not spread to the surrounding areas, but to the inside of the lake.

Because he knew that there were probably living things in such a big lake.

But whether it's the kind of creature that can communicate... I'm not sure.

Han Miaoyi was beside him, a little bored.

I've been flying for quite some time, but haven't found anything.

She turned around boredly, looking towards the west side of the lake, with her hands on her hips.

"well!"

Then, he sighed heavily.

The sound wasn't particularly loud, it was just an ordinary sigh.

But with just such a sigh, the calm lake surface below suddenly changed!

"Buzz buzz..."

A large number of ripples suddenly began to appear on the lake surface below Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi!