Above the sky, Bai Di stared at the young man in front of him. He could feel the familiar aura in the young man's body, as well as the terrifying pressure like the bright sun.
But at the same time, he could also see that this young man was not the Kong Ye from a thousand years ago.
If it was Kong Ye, he would have no chance to face him directly.
"Reincarnation?"
Bai Di suppressed the fear in his heart, and the murderous intent in his eyes overflowed uncontrollably.
Kong Xuan flexed his wrist and smiled, "Bai Di, you had the guts to ambush me here a thousand years ago. You must have been instructed by someone, right? Haha, otherwise, you wouldn't have the guts to go against me on your own."
Kong Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Tell me, who is that person behind you!"
Baidi smirked, spreading two golden wings behind him. "Want to know? Haha, when I kill you again, I'll show mercy and tell you."
As he spoke, the wings behind him fluttered and the whole person disappeared into thin air.
Immediately afterwards, the space more than ten feet away from Kong Xuan collapsed rapidly, turning into a chaotic void. A sharp claw wrapped in a golden halo grabbed Kong Xuan's neck like lightning.
"Hehe... Mingwangque is the leader of the Winged Clan. How dare a small Peng Eagle go against Mingwangque?" Kong Xuan was still smiling. He only took a step back, but it seemed as if he appeared in another space, completely avoiding Baidi's attack.
"If I hadn't suppressed that old bastard in my body back then, I wouldn't have been able to let a little jerk like you take advantage of me. Over the past thousand years, that old thing has become incredibly weak and no longer poses a threat to me. So, you..."
"You are no longer my opponent!"
Kong Xuan clenched his right fist, and a huge statue of Mingwang appeared faintly behind him, reaching from heaven to earth. In his pair of golden eyes, there flashed a terrifying majesty like that of a god.
"How is that possible!"
With a loud bang, the space collapsed and exploded. Baidi's face turned pale, and he flew backwards like a cannonball, crashing heavily dozens of miles away.
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The disciples of Jiufeng are different from other people in the cultivation world. Especially with the appearance of Li Changan, unknown changes have occurred in Jiufeng from top to bottom.
What changes is not other things, but fate.
Almost at the same time when Kong Xuan came out of retreat, at Qianlonggang, hundreds of thousands of miles away, Chang'e frowned and looked behind her.
A few feet away, a mysterious light pattern flashed on the ground, and then a hunchbacked old man walked out of the light pattern.
"Little kid, you've made it so hard for me to find you..."
The old man was hunched over, with a hint of fatigue on his old, cracked face, but there was an indelible surprise in his dim eyes.
Chang'e was shocked. Houyi had already stood in front of Chang'e and stared at the old man vigilantly.
"People from Ancient Dragon City?"
A terrifying aura surged around him, and Hou Yi was ready to confront this old man head-on. Chang'e had originally estimated that this guy could be trapped by the magic circle for at least three months, but in less than seven days, he had already been caught up.
It can be imagined that this guy is also a master of formations. Even if he uses formations to get rid of him, it will not be a long-term solution.
"Junior sister, you go first, I will stop him!" Hou Yi clenched his left hand, and a longbow appeared quietly.
He could sense that the person in front of him was unfathomable, just like the ocean, whose depth was impossible to fathom.
But what surprised him was that the old man didn't show any hostility at all. Instead, he laughed and looked at Chang'e. "The previous formation was set up by you, little girl. It's very powerful. I have practiced formations for thousands of years, but I am still not as good as a little girl like you. I am very ashamed."
Chang'e looked confused, not quite understanding what this old guy was trying to do.
"Little girl, I admire your talent in formation. Would you please let me accept you as my disciple?"
Houyi raised his eyebrows, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Chang'e was also a little surprised, "Aren't you here for the Ancient Dragon City Shenlong Ding?"
The old man shook his head. "Since the Divine Dragon Cauldron isn't with you two, then it's none of your business. Besides, as an old man, I admire your talent more."
"My Black Turtle lineage is based on formations. Over the past ten thousand years, we have developed a unique way of formations, far surpassing human practitioners. But today, I have broadened my horizons... Little girl, can you accept me as your master?"
The old man looked like he didn't want to lie, his face full of anticipation.
Hou Yi snorted coldly, "You are not qualified to take my junior sister as your disciple!"
The old man glanced at Hou Yi and quickly retracted his gaze. "The Dao of Formation is the Dao of Heaven, and the patterns of Formation are the patterns of the Dao of Heaven. The pinnacle of the Dao of Formation is to use this world as the foundation of the formation, and the Supreme Dao of Heaven as the pattern of the formation, to imprison the entire cultivation world!"
"Back then, Yin Sheng of the Central Saint Continent was an expert in the art of formations, but he could only seal Beizhou and Canglan. I, an old man, have pursued the art of formations for thousands of years and finally saw hope in this little girl. Little girl, I don't know who your master is, but no matter who it is, he can't teach you the art of formations."
"Don't waste your supreme talent!"
The tone was earnest and sincere.
Chang'e glanced at Hou Yi and shook her head. "Old Senior, my master is from Taixuan Jiufeng. I cannot accept anyone else as my master. You... should find someone else."
Chang'e has a gentle personality. If Houyi had not been by her side, she really wouldn't know how to refuse.
The light in the old man's eyes dimmed, and after a long time he shook his head.
"Well, since you don't want to, it means our destiny has not yet arrived." He was silent for a moment, then took out a small tortoise shell from his arms and handed it over.
"Although you are unwilling to accept me as your master, the art of formations is what I have pursued my entire life. Now that my life is fading, I hope you can help me fulfill this wish and reach the pinnacle of the art of formations..."
As the old man spoke, he slowly raised his head and looked at the dim blue sky.
"This world is a prison that imprisons all living things. I hope you can open it one day!"
As he spoke, his body gradually faded and then disappeared.
Chang'e looked at the tortoise shell in her hand and the old man who was leaving, and she couldn't help but stand there in a daze.
"What does he... mean?"
Hou Yi frowned and looked at the tortoise shell in Chang'e's hand. "This thing should be a spiritual treasure that has been passed down, and it is also a formation treasure."
Chang'e sensed it and nodded. A moon-white umbrella slowly appeared in her outstretched right hand. The tortoise shell seemed to be affected by something and began to vibrate wildly.
"What's going on?" Houyi asked.
The tortoise shell trembled, and suddenly flew into the air, turning into a beam of light and shadow and crashing into the exquisite umbrella. Like a stone hitting the water, it disappeared strangely.
Fusion.
Chang'e frowned, and there seemed to be some kind of brilliance overflowing from her pupils. After a long time, Chang'e opened her eyes, looked at Houyi, and said.
"Fourth Brother, I want to go into seclusion."
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