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In Qingluan's cave.

"Little Zhang Yan!"

"Young Pavilion Master!"

Hearing this, the two of them immediately exclaimed.

But all the aura on Zhang Yan's body disappeared again, just like an ordinary person.

"Tianjun."

"How is little Zhang Yan?"

Qingluan held Zhang Yan in his arms and asked in a panic.

Huolong Tianjun frowned, stretched out his hand to hold Zhang Yan's wrist, and the seventh realm of spiritual consciousness probed into it.

The spiritual consciousness explored.

In Zhang Yan's body, the magic power was extremely chaotic and impacted everywhere.

But now it is blank, with only broken veins.

Continue to explore, still empty.

Zhang Yan's body seemed to have become an empty shell, all the way to the Dantian space.

The once powerful magic power and true rhyme completely disappeared.

There was only one Yuanying, emitting a faint light, curled up on the nine-sided lotus platform.

The dazzling spiritual ring behind him was almost broken and dim.

"This is the Tenth Transformation Nascent Soul."

Although Huolong Tianjun had seen Zhang Yan's breakthrough before, he was still deeply moved.

The Tenth Transformation Nascent Soul, which created a precedent, is enough to shock people every time they see it.

After the investigation.

Huolong Tianjun withdrew his spiritual consciousness.

"Tianjun."

Qingluan's eyes were red, and he looked at Huolong Tianjun nervously.

"If it was an ordinary late Nascent Soul."

"If it faced a great demon in the seventh realm, it would definitely die."

Huolong Tianjun pondered for a long time and said slowly.

"You said little Zhang Yan..."

Qingluan's voice was trembling, as if the sky had fallen.

"No."

"Young Pavilion Master is not an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator."

"He condensed the Tenth Transformation Nascent Soul, and when he was on the verge of death, the Tenth Transformation Nascent Soul protected the master on its own."

"All the chaotic mana, along with the consciousness of the Young Pavilion Master, were sealed inside the Nascent Soul."

"As long as the Nascent Soul is still there, the Young Pavilion Master will not die."

Huolong Tianjun explained.

"That means he is still alive!" Qingluan hugged Zhang Yan tightly in his arms, extremely excited. Huolong Tianjun looked at this scene, opened his mouth, but said nothing. Although Zhang Yan did not die. But in this case, his consciousness was completely out of his body and isolated from the outside world. Whether he could be resurrected or not depended on the changes of his Nascent Soul. With Huolong Tianjun's eyesight, the possibility of Zhang Yan's recovery was infinitely close to zero. Now the alchemy is withering. He has fed the best elixir to Zhang Yan, but there is no change. Even if the master of the Divine Weapon Pavilion came, he would be powerless to save the situation. As for Zhang Yan's words. Huolong Tianjun already understood what he meant. Now in the Southern Wilderness, the demon tribe may appear at any time. Once Huolong Tianjun left, Nanheng Sect would definitely not be able to resist. So Zhang Yan left that sentence. As long as Huolong Tianjun was there, Qingheng Sect would be safe for one day. Even this way of saving life might be done intentionally by Zhang Yan. Otherwise, Zhang Yan would die. The Qingheng Sect, which is far away in the Southern Wilds, is totally unworthy. The Divine Weapon Pavilion sent a Heavenly Lord to take charge.

"I will stay in the Southern Wilds."

"As for the news about the Young Pavilion Master, I will pass it back to the Pavilion."

Fire Dragon Heavenly Lord sighed in his heart, left a sentence, and left the cave.

"Thank you, Heavenly Lord!"

In the cave, Qingluan bit her red lips to thank him.

She also knew very well what Fire Dragon Heavenly Lord meant to the current Qingheng Sect.

"If you want to thank me."

"Thank you, Young Pavilion Master."

Fire Dragon Heavenly Lord paused, left a sentence, and disappeared completely.

Qingluan, a fourth-turn Yuanying cultivator from the lower realm, a thank you would have no effect on him.

If it weren't for Zhang Yan's words, he would have taken Zhang Yan and left the Southern Wilds.

Inside the cave, Qingluan hugged Zhang Yan, and a line of clear tears passed silently.

The news of Zhang Yan's near death spread.

The elders and disciples of the Qingheng Sect who were close to Zhang Yan came to visit one after another.

…

"Uncle Master."

"The Fire Dragon Heavenly Monarch killed five more demons in the Dharma Realm in the past two days."

Mo Changqing stood in the cave and reported in a low voice.

"I know."

Qingluan replied in the gauze tent.

These days, she has not left Zhang Yan for a moment and has been in the cave.

"Five demons in the Dharma Realm..."

Qingluan murmured in a low voice.

If there is no Fire Dragon Heavenly Monarch, these five demons in the Dharma Realm can completely turn the Qingheng Sect upside down.

"Uncle Master."

"Now everyone in the sect is restless."

"Can you think of a way to let the Fire Dragon Heavenly Monarch stay for a few more days?"

Mo Changqing raised his head and asked in a low voice.

As the head of the Qingheng Sect, he is in a state of anxiety every day.

The demons are a disaster for the Middle-earth World.

The safety of the entire Southern Wilderness depends entirely on the Fire Dragon Heavenly Monarch.

"Tell the elders and disciples."

"The Fire Dragon Lord will not leave, and the Qingheng Sect will not fall."

Qingluan's voice came out.

"I will tell the sect now!"

Mo Changqing was surprised and turned to leave.

Only Qingluan knew how important that sentence was before Zhang Yan fell into a coma.

Swish!

Mo Changqing was about to leave when a sharp sound of breaking air suddenly came from outside the cave.

Looking out from the cave.

Dozens of rays of light were seen extending rapidly from the skyline to the Qingheng Sect.

The power of heaven and earth surged above the sky, the space was distorted, and the tyrannical power of rules was overwhelming.

"Another great repairer is coming?"

Mo Changqing's eyes widened and his body froze in place.

Boom!

The sky and the earth shook together, and the rays of light spread across the sky.

The rays of light dissipated over the Qingheng Sect and turned into several floating ships.

More than ten figures fell from the floating ship.

The first person was wearing a long moon-white dress, with red lips and white teeth, and eyebrows as dark as black. She was incredibly beautiful.

And the fluctuations emanating from her body are even comparable to those in the Dharma Realm!

"Where is Junior Brother Zhang?"

The female cultivator looked down at the Qingheng Sect with a worried face, and her clear voice echoed throughout the world.

"Junior Brother Zhang...could it be Zhang Yan?"

Mo Changqing was dumbfounded for a while, guessing in his mind.

"Young Pavilion Master's aura."

"It seems to be in that cave."

Before Mo Changqing could answer, a middle-aged monk suddenly spoke in the sky.

Click!

Immediately afterwards, a gap was torn open in the Qingheng Sect's mountain-protecting formation by the stunning female cultivator.

The next moment, she appeared in the cave.

"Junior Brother Zhang!"

The female cultivator saw Zhang Yan on the bed through the gauze and quickly walked in.

Only then did he notice Qingluan on the bed.

"Who is this fellow Taoist?"

Qingluan looked at the stunning female cultivator in front of him, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he asked in surprise.

"You...are Junior Brother Zhang's Taoist companion, Qingluan?"

The female cultivator looked at Qingluan and recalled what Zhang Yan had told her.

"My surname is Lin and my first name is Qingyue."

"It's Junior Brother Zhang's senior sister in Shenbing Pavilion."

Lin Qingyue introduced herself.

Then a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Zhang Yan.

Buzz!

With the roar, a large number of figures appeared in the cave.

"Brother!"

Song Qizhen, Huang Lian'er, Xiao Wanyi and others were among them.

"Don't disturb Junior Brother Zhang!"

Lin Qingyue glared at everyone.

Compared to these disciples, the remaining ten or so people are all Heavenly Lords of the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

After getting the news, I immediately came to Middle-earth.

"Fellow Taoist Qingluan."

"These few are all the Heavenly Lords of our Divine Weapon Pavilion."

"You came here to save Junior Brother Zhang. Can you hand over Junior Brother Zhang to me?"

Lin Qingyue stared at Zhang Yan and asked.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lin."

Qingluan thanked him and handed Zhang Yan to Lin Qingyue.

Lin Qingyue supported Zhang Yan, her eyes always falling on Zhang Yan's face.

Then the Heavenly Lord from Shenbing Pavilion came forward to check.

Qingluan could only stand aside awkwardly.

These ten or so heavenly kings are all major cultivators of the seventh realm.

If it weren't for Zhang Yan, they would never have appeared in a borderland like Southern Wilderness.

"They are all major repairmen of Shenbing Pavilion!"

Mo Changqing was forced to stand outside the cave and marveled.

"Headmaster."

"What happened?"

At this time, the elders in the sect rushed over and asked in surprise.

In the cave, the vague and terrifying aura made them tremble with fear.

High-level monks, even if they don't exude coercion.

It will also make them, monks who are just building foundations, feel a kind of coercion from the life level.

"These are all."

"The strong man from Shenbing Pavilion."

"After learning the news about Zhang Yan, our Qingheng faction came."

Mo Changqing lowered his voice and explained.

"The Upper Realm Immortal Sect has sent so many strong men? Come to our Qingheng Sect?"

"You forgot, Zhang Yan is now the young master of the Shenbing Pavilion!"

"Shenbing Pavilion is one of the five immortal sects. It should be able to cure Zhang Yan, right?"

…

The elders were eagerly waiting and talking a lot.

The news spread, and the entire Qingheng sect was discussing the matter.

It wasn't until today that they truly realized how powerful the so-called Immortal Sect was.

Their Qingheng faction is not even an ant in front of the Shenbing Pavilion.

…

Inside the cave.

"Master."

"How is Junior Brother Zhang?"

Lin Qingyue asked the beautiful middle-aged woman who was helping Zhang Yan investigate.

"It is consistent with what Fire Dragon Heavenly Lord said."

"The Nascent Soul is closed, and there is only an empty shell in the outside world."

"Even I don't dare to touch Nascent Soul easily."

"Otherwise, Nascent Soul will collapse on its own, and it will be difficult for Daluo Immortal to save it."

The beautiful woman shook her head and sighed.

"Master."

"Even you..."

Lin Qingyue's eyes widened in disbelief.

The beautiful woman’s honorific title is, All Wonderful Heavenly Lords.

Her cultivation level is at the peak of the seventh realm, and she is only half a step away from breaking through to the eighth realm.

Among the Heavenly Lords of Shenbing Pavilion, they are also the most powerful level.

And she is the best at alchemy.

Even the wonderful heavenly kings are unable to do anything, so no one in the entire cultivation world can do anything.

For a while.

The cave was extremely depressing.

"Damn monster clan!"

"I actually injured my senior brother like this!"

Huang Yuner gritted his teeth and cursed.

After they got the news, they immediately followed Tianjun to arrive.

The result was such bad news.

"If you don't go back to Middle-earth."

"Senior brother doesn't know how to..."

Song Qizhen looked at Zhang Yan who was breathless and couldn't help but complain.

"Qizhen!"

When Lin Qingyue heard this, she immediately interrupted Song Qizhen's words.

But Qingluan had already heard it, but he just lowered his head and remained silent.

"Junior Brother Zhang is the Young Pavilion Master."

"Nature has its own way of doing things, and no one can criticize them."

Lin Qingyue added.

"Yes, Senior Sister Lin."

Song Qizhen shut up and retreated to the end.

"Zhong Miao Tian Jun!"

"How is the young pavilion master?"

At this time, a voice came from outside the cave again.

The figure of Huo Long Tian Jun appeared.

Zhang Yan wanted to stay in the Southern Wilderness, so he could only send a message back to the Divine Weapon Pavilion and summon the Tian Jun of the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

Zhong Miao Tian Jun glanced at Huo Long Tian Jun and shook his head.

"Even you..."

Huo Long Tian Jun's face turned pale, full of disbelief.

Zhong Miao Tian Jun is already the last hope.

"No need to say more."

"How can I hide it when I want to treat my own young pavilion master?"

"For now, the only way is to wait for the pavilion master to come in person."

Zhong Miao Tian Jun said in a deep voice.

The Divine Weapon Pavilion Master was not in the pavilion, otherwise he would have arrived with them after receiving the news.

But now, they can only wait for the news to reach the Sea Cliff World.

During this period, it will take several days.

"It can only be like this."

The Tian Jun sighed.

"Fire Dragon Lord."

"Tell me everything that happened, without any mistakes or omissions."

After leaving the cave, the Lords questioned Fire Dragon Lord.

Zhang Yan is not an ordinary disciple.

He is the only ten-turn Yuanying in the world, and the young master of the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

His safety is no longer his own business.

It concerns the entire Divine Weapon Pavilion.

Even though everyone didn't say it just now, Fire Dragon Lord will definitely not escape responsibility.

"Reply to Master Zhong Miao."

"A few days ago, the young master and I came to this Middle-earth world..."

Fire Dragon Lord didn't dare to hide it, and told the Lords everything that happened.

It caused Zhang Yan to be in this situation.

It's just that he was too careless.

But in fact, it didn't have much to do with him.

The Lords shouldn't blame him too much.

"This demon race."

"Like a centipede, it's still alive even after death."

"We are here, and we will wipe out those beasts together!" Master Zhong Miao said to everyone with a cold look in his eyes.

"It should be so!"

The Heavenly Lords agreed.

More than ten Heavenly Lords spread out from the sky and cast a net.

…

Another three days passed.

The Heavenly Lords of the Divine Weapon Pavilion searched for the traces of the demon clan every day.

But the hiding methods of the demon clan were indeed clever.

They had never been found.

But the Qingheng Sect was more stable than ever before.

"More than ten great cultivators of the seventh realm!"

The disciples and elders felt the magnificent aura above the nine heavens every day, and they were all shocked.

In Qingluan's cave.

Lin Qingyue and Qingluan were on Zhang Yan's side.

These days, Lin Qingyue stayed in the cave most of the time.

If it weren't for Qingluan, I'm afraid Lin Qingyue would not leave.

"Even the five sects' competition."

"Junior Brother Zhang has never been like this."

Lin Qingyue sighed in her heart.

Although she has always regarded Zhang Yan as her junior brother, in fact, in her heart, Zhang Yan is far more than just a junior brother.

"Little Zhang Yan can become the young master."

"How is it possible without the woman who admires him?"

Qingluan looked at Lin Qingyue with her eyes, and her heart was full of mixed feelings.

"Hmph!"

Suddenly, Qingluan snorted lightly, and her magic power stagnated for a moment.

"Daoyou Qingluan?"

Lin Qingyue raised her head and looked at Qingluan.

"I'm fine."

"Maybe it's because you are worried about little Zhang Yan."

Qingluan calmed down her magic power and replied calmly.

"I know a little about the art of Qi Huang."

"Daoyou Qingluan and Junior Brother Zhang encountered the demon tribe together."

"Maybe there are some hidden injuries."

Lin Qingyue was not careless.

Qingluan's mind turned, and she stretched out her snow-white wrist.

Lin Qingyue's magic power flowed, and probed into Qingluan's Taoist body, and suddenly she was startled.

"Daoyou Lin."

"What did you find?"

Qingluan asked hurriedly.

"No hidden injuries."

Lin Qingyue shook her head, her eyes changed and said:

"It's just that I was investigating."

"I found a blood breath from Junior Brother Zhang."

As soon as these words came out, Qingluan was stunned.

Zhang Yan's life and death were unknown, but she left behind the blood of Zhang Yan. (End of this chapter)