My Son Yang Jian Has the Qualities of an Emperor

Chapter 159 Everyone Is Drunk but I Am Sober (Please Subscribe)

Yang Ling stood at the bottom of the Wangchuan River, and the golden blind box in his hand turned into a breeze and dissipated. In his mind, those complicated array patterns seemed to have life, automatically arranged and combined in his consciousness, forming the basic knowledge and essence of the array.

With the existence of the system, his understanding of the array has been greatly improved. He does not need to spend time to comprehend it, and he has already had a deep understanding, and even the experience of the array has been maxed out.

Yang Ling's heart moved, and he felt that his understanding of the array had far exceeded the past. He closed his eyes, and only felt that the surrounding heaven and earth energy seemed to be controlled by him, and the mysteries of various arrays flowed in his heart, just like natural breathing.

At this time, Ao Ming's figure emerged from the black fog, and his expression was a little annoyed: "Shangxian, I tried to enter the black fog, but I could only move forward a few miles, and then I felt that an invisible force blocked me and I could not move forward any further."

Yang Ling opened his eyes, nodded, moved his body, and walked into the black fog. As he went deeper and deeper, the black fog around him squirmed like a living thing, but it seemed to have no effect on him.

As Ao Ming said, Yang Ling also felt the resistance in front of him. It seemed that there was an invisible barrier separating him from the Nine Sky Cloud Star Array.

He was not in a hurry and used the Xuantian Divine Eye between his eyebrows.

Under the Xuantian Divine Eye, the true appearance of the Nine Sky Cloud Star Array hidden in the black fog gradually emerged.

It was condensed by the power of the Nine Sky Clouds and countless stars. From the outside, it looked like a vast sea of ​​clouds with white mist.

But in the sea of ​​clouds, countless stars were flashing, and they were connected to each other to form a huge and complex network.

Yang Ling walked slowly around the Nine Sky Cloud Star Array, deeply engraving the outline of this array into his mind. The position and movement trajectory of each star, each connection line, and even the operation of the array, began to be reconstructed in his mind.

Yang Ling was secretly amazed in his heart. The power of the "group" secret was far beyond his expectations.

However, even though he had become an expert in formations, it would not be easy to crack the Nine Sky Cloud Star Array.

Yang Ling signaled Ao Ming to patrol the periphery of the black fog, and he found a relatively flat riverbed, sat cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, and began to concentrate and calm his mind, sensing every subtle change in the Nine Sky Cloud Star Array.

He learned from Indra that the Styx Patriarch had discovered this place for thousands of years, but he still could not completely crack the formation.

Therefore, Yang Ling did not expect to find a way to crack it in a short time, but he would not give up any possibility.

He had the help of the "group" secret, which was his advantage and his hope.

As time passed, Yang Ling's consciousness gradually immersed in the mystery of the formation. He seemed to have transformed into a flowing star, feeling the connection between the stars and the laws that constituted the formation.

Time passed quietly in Yang Ling's comprehension. He seemed to be isolated from the outside world, and the whole person was immersed in a mysterious world of formations.

On the bank of the Wangchuan River, Meng Xiang came to the river several times and looked at Yang Ling's motionless figure from afar.

She frowned, her heart full of doubts, not understanding what this immortal of the human sect was doing.

But seeing that he was so focused, she did not disturb him, and had to leave with a trace of surprise and worry.

The waves on the Wangchuan River were surging, but the bottom of the river was unusually quiet and peaceful.

Yang Ling seemed to have become a statue sitting in meditation. His consciousness shuttled through the formation and gradually figured out some rules and tricks.

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The prehistoric world is vast and boundless.

There are thirty-three heavens above, and eighteen netherworlds below.

Above the thirty-three heavens, there are Taisu Heaven, Dachi Heaven, Yu Yu Heaven, Qingwei Heaven, Daluo Heaven, and under the eighteen netherworlds, there is also a vast and boundless netherworld blood sea.

It is said that the Netherworld Blood Sea was formed by the blood of Pangu. Since the beginning of the world, countless evil and bloody spirits in the prehistoric world have all sunk and gathered in the Netherworld Blood Sea.

This place is also known as the most evil and filthy place in the entire prehistoric world.

The blood sea is full of huge waves, and the rolling blood waves are glowing with scarlet blood. Countless huge skeletons can be vaguely seen lying on the sea surface.

These skeletons are really too huge. One rib is a mountain range, which looks hideous and terrifying.

It is said that these are the beasts killed by the owner of this place, that is, the leader of the Styx in the ancient times. The corpses are left in the blood sea, and the souls are melted into various precious weapons.

There are also many dead souls floating on the blood sea, all brought by the endless Forgetful River.

In ancient times, there was no reincarnation between heaven and earth, so after the death of the living beings, the souls would sink here with the water of the Forgetful River and become lonely ghosts on this blood sea.

Never reincarnate!

It was not until Hou Tu Zu Wu sacrificed himself and turned into the six reincarnations that some of the dead souls had the opportunity to enter the reincarnation.

Above the blood sea, a skull island stood in the rolling blood waves. The island was full of dead bones, the wind was howling, and there was a dead silence.

At the highest point of the island, an ancient and dark Taoist palace stood there. It was the Shura Palace, which was famous in the prehistoric times. Around the palace, there were mountains of bones and black fog, as if there were ghosts wandering in it at any time, which was chilling.

This Taoist palace was the Shura Palace, which was famous in the prehistoric times.

In the Shura Palace, the old ancestor of the Styx was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. He was surrounded by starlight, as if countless stars were rotating around him, as if immersed in a galaxy.

The Styx Patriarch was completely immersed in the comprehension of the great formation at the bottom of the Wangchuan River. His divine thoughts wandered in the star-like formation, trying to completely crack the formation.

His divine thoughts shuttled between the star-like nodes of the formation like a gossamer. He could feel that he was only one step away from the final secret of the formation.

But it was this last step that was like a natural moat that he could never cross.

He had a vague guess in his mind that this formation might be related to the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd of the Red Cloud Patriarch.

He had also seen the power of the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd before. Those soul-dispersing red sands gushed out, just like the stars in the sky, which was very suitable for arranging the formation.

The Red Cloud Patriarch would most likely regard this treasure as one of the formation eyes.

It was a pity that this treasure fell into the space crack during the battle, and no one had seen it since then.

This made the Styx Patriarch feel a little regretful. If he could find the gourd, he might be able to unlock the last layer of the secret of the formation.

Suddenly, his brows slightly frowned, as if he sensed something.

He slowly opened his eyes, his deep gaze seemed to penetrate the void, as if he wanted to see through the entire prehistoric world.

"Where is the Ghost Mother?"

As the voice of the Styx Patriarch fell, a woman wearing a black robe and a gloomy face appeared in front of the Taoist Palace soon.

She was the Ghost Mother, one of the four great demon generals.

"What do you want, Master?"

The Ghost Mother knelt on the ground respectfully, touched the ground with her forehead, and asked in a low voice.

The Styx Patriarch looked at her and asked in a deep voice: "Has Indra returned to the Blood Sea in the past few days?"

The Ghost Mother frowned slightly when she heard this, and then replied in a low voice: "Master, Indra has not returned to the Blood Sea."

A glimmer of thought flashed in the eyes of the Styx Patriarch, and he said in a deep voice: "Indra should have reported to me every hundred years. This time the time has passed. Maybe something went wrong. You should check it out immediately."

"I obey your command!"

The Ghost Mother received the order and was about to leave when the Styx Patriarch called her again.

"The Yellow Spring Secret Realm is about to open. Let Po Xun, Shiva and others continue to search for treasures as before!"

"Yes!"

The Ghost Mother saluted and responded to the order, and her figure disappeared into the darkness like a ghost.

The Styx Patriarch closed his eyes again and continued his comprehension.

He was about to understand the mystery of the Nine Sky Cloud Star Array. It wouldn't be long before he could know what was hidden in the array!

Even if there is nothing, there is still this killing formation that has fallen into his hands!

In the Shura Palace, the starlight lingered again, and the figure of the Styx Patriarch seemed to merge into the stars, and the entire Taoist Palace regained its previous tranquility and mystery.

Yang Ling was immersed in the world of formations, sensing every subtle change in the Nine Sky Cloud Star Formation.

His consciousness was like a gossamer, shuttling between the nodes of the star formation, trying to find flaws.

Suddenly, a strange wave broke the tranquility at the bottom of the river, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up layers of ripples.

Yang Ling's mind was shocked, he could feel that this wave was not caused by the formation, but from the outside world.

On the river bank, Meng Xiang's figure appeared hurriedly.

"Shangxian, the Yellow Spring Secret Realm is about to open!"

Yang Ling opened his eyes, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

The Yellow Spring Secret Realm may have Hongmeng Purple Qi, and the formation at the bottom of the Wangchuan River is more likely to have Hongmeng Purple Qi!

In comparison, he naturally wanted to stay at the bottom of the Wangchuan River and find a way to open this formation.

However, after he came to the underworld, he had always claimed that he was going to the Huangquan Secret Realm to search for treasures. If he didn't go now, he might arouse suspicion from those who were interested.

Thinking of this, Yang Ling controlled his clone and smiled slightly, stood up and said, "Wait a minute, I'll call another helper."

After that, he looked at the Wangchuan River and shouted softly, "Don't come out yet!"

As Yang Ling's voice fell, the water of the Wangchuan River suddenly churned, and a huge black shadow swam in the water, bringing up huge waves.

A moment later, a black dragon of a hundred feet rose from the river, hovering in the air, and then shrank into a black dragon of a hundred feet long, landing in front of Yang Ling, with its head lowered, prostrating itself on the ground and saying in a deep and powerful voice: "Master, Ao Ming is here."

Meng Xiang stood on the shore, witnessing this scene, and was dumbfounded, "When did the immortal find a helper?"

Yang Ling explained: "When I was enlightened here, this evil creature passed by here, became greedy, and wanted to devour me. I saw that it was quite majestic, so I subdued it as a mount."

Hearing this, Meng Xiang immediately felt very guilty, "I was negligent, forgetting that there are many monsters in this Wangchuan River, fortunately, you have great magical powers..."

"It doesn't matter, let's go quickly."

Yang Ling stood on Ao Ming's dragon back, and Meng Xiang followed carefully.

The black dragon led the two people through the wind and flew rapidly towards the source of the mysterious fluctuations.

The scenery along the Wangchuan River quickly receded, and their figures were like ghosts traveling through the tunnel of time and space, and their speed was astonishing.

Along the way, they saw many immortals and gods flocking in. Some rode on clouds, and some drove divine beasts, each showing their magical powers, rushing towards the same destination.

There was a goddess wearing a colorful dress, holding a mysterious mirror, with stars shining in the mirror, as if she could see through everything; there was also an old man driving a cloud car, with nine-colored deer galloping in front of the car, fairy music lingering on the car, and his eyes were cold and mysterious...

Many immortals and gods whispered, discussing some big figures who came to the underworld.

Yang Ling happened to hear some of it.

For example, the one wearing colorful clothes is the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady from West Kunlun, and the old man driving the cloud car is the Taoist He Luo from the North Sea.

However, the most eye-catching ones are the Asuras from the Netherworld Blood Sea.

The men are all burly, agile, and ugly, while the Asura women are charming, sexy, and seductive, like bone-eroding banshees.

It is worth mentioning that his disciples of the Human Sect have also become the topic of conversation for many immortals and gods, and the Western Sect disciples such as Ksitigarbha and Mahasthamaprapta also enjoy the same treatment.

Perhaps because of the great calamity of the Conferred God, no disciples of the Chan Sect and the Jie Sect came.

As they got closer and closer to their destination, the surrounding scenery gradually became brighter, and the front was shrouded by a layer of light white mist, and the vision became blurred.

Passing through the white mist, a devastated world came into view.

Every inch of land here is engraved with traces of fighting, and countless bottomless huge cracks crisscross, spreading on the ground like a spider web.

At this time, many immortals and gods have already poured into this world. Their figures quickly spread out in the ruins, each looking for corners that may contain treasures.

Yang Ling was not in a hurry at all.

He knew very well that the probability of the Hongmeng purple qi hidden in the Huangquan secret realm was very small.

He now felt that everyone was drunk and he was the only one awake. He came here just to hide his tracks and did not expect to find the Hongmeng purple qi at all.

Now his main focus was on cracking the formation at the bottom of the Wangchuan River.

His intuition told him that what he wanted was there.

Thanks to the "group" secret, Yang Ling's progress in comprehending the formation was very fast. In just a few days, he had cracked the outer formation.

He could freely enter the outer area of ​​the formation.

He divided the formation into three parts, the outermost "cloud" formation, the middle "thunder" formation, and the core "star" formation.

Now, he cracked the outer part of the cloud formation.

After entering the cloud formation, the view in front of him suddenly became clear, and an endless sea of ​​clouds appeared in front of him.

In the sea of ​​clouds, various clouds interweave, colorful, like a peerless painting.

The outermost cloud formation mainly blocks the enemy and traps the brother. It seems that there is no lethality, but Yang Ling knows that these beautiful clouds hide fatal crises.

Yang Ling stood above the sea of ​​clouds, his eyes were like torches. Through the lingering clouds, he could feel countless thunders surging.

This is not ordinary thunder and lightning, but the Nine Heavens Thunder cast by the Quasi-Saints. Each one contains the power of destroying the world, enough to easily shatter the void.

Yang Ling didn't want to rush in without being sure, but he knew one thing in his heart, that is, he didn't have much time left!

He had just killed an Asura general not long ago, and he didn't know if it would attract the attention of the Styx Patriarch.

So he must break this Nine Heavens Cloud Star Array as soon as possible and get the treasure inside before the Styx Patriarch!

In this way, it won't be a waste of this trip!

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