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An hour later, Yan Xing walked out of the black shop with a large amount of elixirs.

He looked back at the golden plaque with a meaningful look.

"No wonder they dare to give it such a name, they have such strength."

In a short period of time, they can mobilize such a large number of elixirs. The power behind this black shop is not small.

Yan Xing glanced at the paper in his hand, and his figure disappeared. After a few breaths, he appeared at the edge of the black market, in a dense forest.

The ancient trees are tall and tangled, as if they have entered the primeval forest.

Yan Xing looked around, slowly walked to a big tree, stretched out his hand and knocked on the trunk, light and heavy, three long and two short. ŴŴŴ.

Buzz!

The big tree trembled, the lush branches and leaves trembled, the bark like dragon scales began to twist, and in a blink of an eye, an old face appeared, speaking human words.

"Guest, welcome to the Whispering Forest. As long as you can pay, we can provide all the information."

"The contract stipulates that the information obtained in the Whispering Forest cannot be disclosed to a third party."

"What do you want to know?"

Yan Xing blinked and looked up and down at the ancient tree. He did not sense the breath of a living person and did not know what kind of operating mechanism this human face had.

The Whispering Forest, like the Yin Tomb, is a force outside the rule of Feixian Cave Heaven. It is hidden in the dark and specializes in intelligence business. He knows this information in the library.

"I want to know all the details about this fog wave, all the information you have."

"As you wish!"

"Thank you, ten high-grade spirit stones."

Yan Xing frowned. It was really dark. An information that could be sold repeatedly actually cost ten high-grade spirit stones, which was equivalent to 120,000 low-grade spirit stones.

Ka! Ka! !

The old face slowly opened his mouth, revealing a dark hole.

"Hehe, don't choke."

Having made a lot of money recently, Yan Xing didn't feel bad. He waved his hand and threw the spirit stone into the tree hole.

"Thank you for your patronage. This is what you want."

Swoosh——

A scroll of pictures shot out from the air above the human face and landed directly in Yan Xing's hands.

Boom!

After completing the transaction, the ancient tree pulled out its roots and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest in a few steps like a living person.

Yan Xing was speechless. How could this cunning guy know his thoughts?

He was just a little curious about where the spirit stones went. He wanted to split the tree trunk to take a look.

"Forget it. If the information is not worth the price, I will find you again."

Unless you cross the space, you can't escape his nose.

Yan Xing looked up at the sky. The black market was about to close, so he temporarily put aside the idea of ​​looking at the scroll and walked out.

Black shop, deep in the underground secret room.

Shopkeeper Gao looked solemn, kneeling in front of an altar engraved with runes, muttering something.

Boom!

A burst of fire emerged, condensed into a golden fireball, suspended above the altar, and inside the fireball was an ancient character suspended, with "Wang" on the front, and it turned around, revealing the words on the back - "Quan".

Wang Quan!

The ancestor of the ancient family, the Wang family, his name was Wang Quan.

Shopkeeper Gao looked awed, kowtowed respectfully to the flames, presented a piece of paper, and sank into the fireball and burned up.

On the paper, detailed information about Yan Xing was recorded, accurate to every item sold, the elixir purchased, every word said, every expression, every micro-movement.

Behind the black shops in the black market, big and small, was the ancient Wang family, which was mainly used to collect intelligence, and making money was secondary.

"This Feixian disciple's words and deeds are extremely extraordinary. Facing him, I actually have a sense of crisis, especially when he gets angry..."

Manager Gao narrowed his eyes slightly. You know, he is a land spirit, but he was shocked by an outer disciple.

This shows Yan Xing's strength and abnormality.

"I heard that the eldest lady is competing for the position of peak master recently. If this guy is recruited under her command, it may be of some use."

The fire on the altar was extinguished, and Manager Gao kowtowed and then stood up and left the secret room.

When he returned to the ground, his face changed and he became a cheerful old man again.

...

Very smoothly, Yan Xing did not meet the madman who wanted to rob the thieves. When he returned to the inn, he couldn't wait to open the scroll in his hand.

"Map?"

On the square drawing, a large area was painted with scarlet color, which represented the scarlet fog.

In the fog, there were three circles of different sizes, each with a place name marked on it.

The Falling Immortal Realm, the Luo Prisoner Realm, and the Oligus Empire.

The three realms are in a tripod-like posture. The key is that in the center of the triangle, there is a big skull with the word "relic" written on it.

Yan Xing frowned. He had learned about the distribution of the surrounding realms in the library, so he could see the difference of this map at a glance. He had never seen this skull, nor had he ever heard of any ruins nearby.

There was also a page of paper in the map roll, which was densely written with words. Yan Xing picked it up, looked down, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

『A few months ago, at an unknown time, a new relic was born in the skull area marked on the map, attracting all the supreme holy places to gather and compete for the ownership of the relic. 』

『It is said that there is an old man in the Tianyan Holy Land who sat down and gave instructions for this relic: endless death, against the will of heaven. 』

『The Holy Land suffered a tragic defeat and suffered heavy casualties. 』

『A living figure appeared in the ruins, shouting "Who am I?", punching through the wordless stone tablet of the Changsheng Hall, and Xuanwu fled in panic. 』

『According to accurate information, the troops recruited by Feixian Cave Heaven, led by Pang Liuchuan, the third on the Feilong List, returned with the wreckage of the Xuanqing Shenzhou and died tragically at their doorstep. It is said that they encountered the meme fairy just when they were close to the edge of the ruins. 』

『Countless non-living bodies and ruins are gathering crazily, and there are constant anomalies in the depths of the fog. According to the analysis of many forces, there is a 90% probability that a fog frenzy will be set off, and the surrounding three realms will be the first to bear the brunt and will be affected first. 』

『It is expected that within five years, the fog frenzy will start the first wave of impact. 』

『Feixian Cave Heaven has begun to deploy troops...』

『A holy land plans to re-explore the ruins, and is more fully prepared and has dispatched a stronger force...』

Yan Xing looked solemn, and engraved the contents of the paper word by word into his mind.

It was as if there was a line that connected everything he had experienced during this period of time.

"So that's how it is."

When he escaped from the mysterious space, the scene he saw should be the madman who shouted "Who am I" after the holy lands of all parties retreated. Wasn't it Senior Wuming?

Senior Wuming was trapped in the ruins.

"And..."

Yan Xing pointed his finger on the circle representing the Meteoric Realm, slowly moved to the skull, and then turned and moved to the circle of the Luo Prisoner Realm.

"I was saying, the dark walls around this circle, why do I feel so familiar? Hey, I grew up here, and Uncle Lan also died here!"

Yan Xing's eyes were cold. The circles representing the three realms on the map had different drawings on the edges. The "immortal barrier" of the meteorite realm was the most special, a complete light shield.

And the Luoqiu realm was a circle of dark walls, from the edge to the core of the realm, a total of ninety-nine walls.

It is easy to understand this arrangement. If the fog breaks through, the Luoqiu realm will abandon the periphery and retreat to the inner city. With ninety-nine walls as a buffer, the core forces will naturally rest assured, but for the people who are directly abandoned in the periphery, it is extremely cruel.

From this, it can be seen that the class division in the Luoqiu realm must be extremely strict and cruel, and it is natural that there will be such inhumane things as city slaves.

"Holy Palace, Master Jiu, and old thief Xuekong, are you all waiting for me in Luoqiu Realm?"

Yan Xing's eyes flickered, and a ray of black flame fell from the depths of his pupils, igniting Luoqiu Realm, and then spread to the surroundings, and the entire scroll turned into nothingness in an instant.

"The storm is coming, and in the midst of turmoil, only strength can be trusted."

Boom--

Yan Xing was like a cannonball, leaving two footprints on the ground, and instantly rushed into the void, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the depths of the clouds.

Above the sky, in the clouds, there are few people, and it is naturally a great place for breakthrough.

Yan Xing didn't want to wait any longer. He had accumulated enough resources, and he would break through tonight and step into the third extreme of the physical body.

At an altitude of 10,000 kilometers, Yan Xing sat cross-legged, the gravitational field lifted him up, and distorted the light, obscuring his figure.

Cut off distracting thoughts, his eyes were calm, a small hole in the hell dimension was opened directly in the stomach, and dense pills, flashing with spiritual light, poured out.

"Swallow the sky and devour the earth!!"

Boom——

Yan Xing's eyes spurted out divine light, and the position of his chest, as if he had swallowed a sun, burst out with extremely bright white light, reflecting inside and outside, internal organs, bones, meridians, flesh and blood...

Everything was clearly visible.

Endless flesh and blood particles were boiling, cheering and leaping, madly devouring energy. The essence of energy is universal particles. It can enhance all material particles, making them stronger, harder, heavier, and combining them into a "domain" with magical power.

Swallow! Swallow! Swallow!!

Such a large amount of pills, the digestive system was under an unbearable burden, [Swallow the sky and devour the earth] began to evolve, and then more pills poured in, forcing it to evolve again.

Repeatedly, Yan Xing's limbs and bones turned into light particles, visible to the naked eye, like a torrent of energy in rivers, seas and lakes, rushing through his body.

With various talents to back him up, Yan Xing was fearless, durable, not afraid of death, and worked hard to his death.

After an unknown amount of time, when the pills were about to run out, the self-check panel finally changed.

Yan Xing, a breakthrough!

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Self-check subject: Yan Xing.

Age: 12.

Race: Human (perfect pure blood).

Realm: Third extreme realm (forbidden realm of the gods, supreme power).

Body: 27+0.5.

Strength: 27+0.5.

Agility: 27+0.5.

Intention: 27.

…

With a single arm swing, the power of one hundred and twenty-eight dragons.

64,0000,0000 kilograms!

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