OBS Chapter 176 The Fish Slipped Through The Net, The Surviving Saints
Chapter 176 The Fish Slipped Through The Net, The Surviving Saints
When the news reached Chang'an City, Qin Mu naturally led the spoils back to the palace.
Meanwhile, the so-called Immortal Cave Mansion in the northern region had returned to its original state, once again becoming a valley.
Apart from the mess and the faint Saint Dao Rhyme, there seemed to be no difference from before.
As desolate, barren, and uninhabited as ever.
Only in that valley, there were hundreds of white bones, adding a touch of desolation and tragedy.
The cold wind blew, creating echoes in the valley, as if there were unwilling wails.
Telling the story of the fierce battles that had once taken place here.
And at this moment,
A faint ripple suddenly appeared in the void, like a stone falling into water, causing ripples.
Then, a young man in white walked out from it, looking at the scene in front of him, his brow slightly furrowed, his face extremely serious.
"It seems that all these Saints have died here..."
"I didn't expect that when I casually went to visit an old friend, it would save me from a disaster..."
The young man in white muttered to himself as he scanned the surroundings.
If it were Nangong Lie from the Awakening Heaven Domain Violet Tassel Immortal Palace, or the seven disciples of the Northern Dipper who were still alive, they would definitely recognize this person's identity.
He was Zhao Yuanyang, the strongest Independent Cultivator in the Awakening Heaven Domain, and also the most mysterious Saint in terms of whereabouts.
He was an Independent Cultivator, not affiliated with any power, and had never created any power, nor had he ever taken on any disciples.
But no one dared to underestimate his terror, especially after he reached the Saint level.
It was rumored that five hundred years ago, he was already at the Saint level, but he kept a low profile and rarely appeared.
And at this moment, Zhao Yuanyang had no idea that when he passed by the burial site of an old friend in the Heavenly River Domain, he would be able to escape a disaster because of it.
"It's really unexpected..." Zhao Yuanyang sighed, his gaze filled with both relief and a hint of emotion.
In fact, he had originally planned to rush here as soon as possible, but when he passed by the burial site of his old friend, he felt the need to take a look.
That's what he thought.
So he went.
As for that Immortal Cave Mansion, he didn't pay much attention to it.
Because Zhao Yuanyang had long known that there was no Immortal Cave Mansion here, but a seven-colored Heaven Patching Stone.
He also had a seven-colored Heaven Patching Stone in his possession.
And it was with this seven-colored Heaven Patching Stone that he was able to reach the Saint realm.
So when the power erupted from the Immortal Cave Mansion, Zhao Yuanyang already knew the truth behind it.
He didn't have much demand for this opportunity, it was just a bonus if he had it, and it didn't matter if he didn't.
Perhaps it was because he wasn't greedy that he was able to escape this disaster.
The world is unpredictable, indeed difficult to predict.
Even Saints cannot escape the word "fate".
Clarity filled Zhao Yuanyang's eyes, and he gained some enlightenment in his heart.
Perhaps the insights he gained from this experience were even greater than the help he received from obtaining the Heaven Patching Stone.
"I wonder how these Saints died..."
Zhao Yuanyang pondered in his heart and carefully observed.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, his gaze froze as he looked into the distance.
"This power..."
He saw that piece of pitch-black fragment, surrounded by a faint stellar power.
Even though it was only a small piece, it still emitted a breathtaking aura.
"This thing..."
Zhao Yuanyang narrowed his eyes, able to clearly sense the stellar power emanating from this black fragment.
"What a pure stellar power..."
Zhao Yuanyang's pupils contracted.
On this black fragment, there remained a strong power of stars. This feeling was as if an entire star had been refined into a Law Weapon.
"Could it be a fragment left behind after the shattering of an Emperor Weapon, or... a fragment of an Immortal Weapon?" Zhao Yuanyang couldn't help but speculate.
It was not surprising that he gave such a high evaluation, because even though this black fragment was only a corner, it was already comparable to a Saint Weapon.
"What exactly happened here..." Zhao Yuanyang furrowed his brows slightly, carefully observing for a while before shaking his head.
The traces of battle here were too severely destroyed, and even with his Saint cultivation, he had no way of knowing.
"Although I have avoided death this time, I have also lost some exciting experiences..." Zhao Yuanyang sighed.
It is said that fortune and misfortune go hand in hand.
Although he had escaped a disaster, his life had also lost some potentially exciting experiences.
In a sense, this could be considered a regret.
However, if Zhao Yunyang's thoughts were known by people like Nangong Lie, they would definitely curse him.
They would rather not have these exciting experiences and choose to survive!
But they were destined to never speak again, and they could never make another choice...
And Zhao Yunyang did not stay any longer. He glanced in the direction of Chang'an City.
Then his figure turned into flickering lights and disappeared into the void.
The valley returned to silence once again.
Shortly after Zhao Yuanyang left, a black light flashed across the sky and descended directly onto the valley.
The person who arrived was dressed in a black robe.
Under the black robe, only half of his face was visible, like an evil spirit.
"Emperor Qin, Emperor Qin... I didn't expect your methods to be so endless. Even so many Saints have fallen..." The person slowly spoke, his voice hoarse and cold.
A hazy gray mist surrounded his body, shrouding him and making him look mysterious and eerie.
"It seems that I have to continue to lie dormant..." He looked at the ruins below, his face gloomy. "But it doesn't matter. I have been lying dormant for so many years, waiting for a few more years won't make a difference."
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, dark clouds covered the sky.
Faint thunder rolled, and heavy rain poured down.
In the pouring rain, the man in the black robe stood with his hands behind his back. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and then his body blurred in an instant, completely disappearing from the spot.
Neither he nor Zhao Yuanyang noticed that an inconspicuous white spirit fox was crouching in the grass, watching the man in the black robe leave.
Phew~
After the man in the black robe had been gone for a long time, the spirit fox finally breathed a sigh of relief. A strange gleam appeared in its agile and charming eyes.
In a trance, it seemed to transform into a stunning beauty, captivating and enchanting, overturning all living beings.
And on its face, there was also a hint of an unfathomable and charming smile.
It straightened its body and looked in the direction of Chang'an City, the direction Qin Mu had left.
With a leap, it jumped into the rain curtain and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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Chang'an City, in a restaurant.
The already bustling restaurant was now even more crowded, with people even standing on the empty ground, bustling and lively.
The discussions about the Immortal Cave Mansion, the Empress of the Ash Moon Dynasty, and the deaths of the various Saints were still going on, spreading throughout the restaurant without any signs of weakening, but rather intensifying.