"Three exceptions?"

There was a look of doubt in Qin Lang's eyes.

He looked at Wu Changfeng and gave him a look, indicating that he should tell him which three people they were.

Wu Changfeng did not dare to hesitate and said quickly:

"Bai Li Xuan Ba, Na Lan Yan Ran and... Liu Qing Yan."

Three names came out of Wu Changfeng's mouth.

The elders did not seem to find this strange to Baili Xuanba and Nalan Yanran.

But Liu Qingyan puzzled them.

"Elder Wu, are you mistaken? Liu Qingyan is from Yunzhou, right?"

Feng Shang said with a frown.

These words made Qin Lang feel confused.

"What do you mean? What does this have to do with Yunzhou or not?"

Qin Lang asked hurriedly.

Everything is fine. We are all family members from the same sect. Are we still playing tricks with regional discrimination?

"Little Master Uncle doesn't know?"

Many elders looked at Qin Lang, somewhat shocked.

This made Qin Lang even more confused.

What should he know?

Why it was as if he should know.

He really didn't know this.

"What are you talking about? I don't know."

Qin Lang shook his head, expressing his confusion.

The elders looked at each other, shocked that Junior-Master Qin Lang didn't know about this.

But on second thought, he felt that it was normal for Junior Master Qin Lang, with his powerful cultivation, to be able to ignore the shackles.

"Uncle Junior Master, this is it."

The work of explanation was done by Wu Changfeng.

"Since the disappearance of Patriarch Ye Wuque ten thousand years ago, Yunzhou has been in a state of shackles. The local cultivators of Yunzhou are unable to break through and reach Qitian, so Yunzhou has become a land of barbarians."

Having said this, he looked at Qin Lang, and seeing that Qin Lang was frowning, he continued:

"For ten thousand years, countless Yunzhou cultivators have tried to break through, but no one has succeeded. If you want to break through to Qitian, you must leave Yunzhou. But once you leave Yunzhou and reach Qitian, you can no longer return to Yunzhou."

Wu Changfeng's words made Qin Lang suddenly realize.

If Yunzhou has such shackles, it means that as long as these shackles exist, the cultivators in Yunzhou, including those from the Locking Immortal Sect, will not be able to break through to the Qitian level.

Nearly ten thousand disciples of the Suoxian Sect had reached the Qitian Realm in Qianzhou. Of course, because of the Void Teleportation Array, they were able to follow the Suoxian Sect and return directly to Yunzhou.

But the shackles are still there. The fact that I am a Yunzhou person cannot be changed, so I cannot practice.

The three exceptions were also proved to be not from Yunzhou.

He also knew that Nalan Yanran was a cultivator from Leizhou and Baili Xuanba was born in Xuantian Sword Sect.

But he really didn't expect that Liu Qingyan was not from Yunzhou.

"Is there any way to break the shackles of Yunzhou now?"

Qin Lang looked at the nine elders in front of him and asked in a deep voice.

If the shackles of Yunzhou are not broken, the disciples of Suoxianmen will make no progress and will remain in the Qitian realm for the rest of their lives.

If you leave Yunzhou, you will never be able to return.

He didn't want to see this scene.

"No……"

Wu Changfeng shook his head.

The other eight elders were the same as Wu Changfeng.

If they had a way, it wouldn't be their turn.

The shackles of Yunzhou have existed for ten thousand years, making Yunzhou a barbarian land. How could they shake it?

Qin Lang was in a very heavy mood when he left the Locking Immortal Palace.

He originally thought that after the return of the Locking Immortal Sect, it would become more prosperous.

I never thought that such a problem would arise.

The Void Teleportation Array cannot be recharged in a short period of time.

There was no way for him to take the Locking Immortal Sect with him and ignore the shackles and leave Yunzhou.

Then there are only two paths before him.

Or, just sit back and do nothing.

Or, find a way to break these shackles!

"I don't know if the Possession Card will work..."

Looking up at the sky which showed nothing unusual, Qin Lang muttered to himself.

Between his fingers, the Possession Card appeared.

As the possession card merged into his body.

A third eye appeared between his eyebrows.

His entire aura began to change.

"drink!"

With a loud shout.

In his hand, spiritual power transformed into a three-pointed, double-edged sword.

The one who possessed Qin Lang this time was none other than the Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian from the myth and legend of his previous life!

True Lord Erlang is an existence that is so close to the Monkey King in terms of killing skills.

It can be seen how powerful their strength is.

This time, he will use the power of Erlang Zhenjun to break the shackles of Yunzhou!

"Congeal!"

Following his cold shout.

The third eye between his eyebrows radiated golden light.

The golden light quickly condensed into a beam of light and shot towards the sky.

This is the world-destroying eye of Erlang Shen.

At a glance, no matter what it is, it will be pierced through by this devastating blow.

Even the shackles of Yunzhou could not escape.

The powerful energy fluctuations aroused the curiosity of the nine elders in the Locking Immortal Palace.

All their attention was attracted by Qin Lang.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword formed by spiritual power in Qin Lang's hand gave them a great shock.

They all have magical weapons.

It was also because of this that they felt the horror of the three-pointed, double-edged sword even more.

Even though it was condensed from spiritual power, the aura it exudes is more than a hundred times stronger than their immortal weapons!

At least, as far as they know, there has never been such a powerful magic weapon as the three-pointed, double-edged sword in Qin Lang's hand.

"What is Junior Master doing?"

Jiang Lianshang looked at Qin Lang who was looking up at the sky, and asked his companions around him.

All the elders shook their heads.

They were also puzzled by Junior Master Qin Lang's behavior.

However, Changmingxian discovered the third eye between Qin Lang's eyebrows and exclaimed:

"Look, the eye between Junior Master's eyebrows!"

Hearing this, the elders all looked towards Qin Lang's brows.

Sure enough, there was a vertical eye between Qin Lang's eyebrows, shining brightly.

"What is Junior Master doing..."

"Why does that eye look so creepy?"

"Who's going to ask?"

The elders chatted with each other, their hearts full of curiosity, but they did not dare to step forward to ask.

Although they were curious, they still remained afraid of Junior Master Qin Lang.

After all, he is the number one person in the world in the true sense.

They couldn't figure out Junior Master Qin Lang's behavior, nor did they dare to ask.

Just as they hesitated.

Suddenly.

“Swish!”

The sky changed from day to night.

The night fell very suddenly, as if the sun was wiped out in an instant. It was pitch dark and there was not a trace of light.

Just when the people of Yunzhou were in panic.

Daylight came again.

The arrival of day was accompanied by an earthquake.

The entire Yunzhou seemed to be plunged into an underground dragon.

"What's going on? What happened?!"

The people of Locking Immortal Gate became extremely terrified.

It’s not that they don’t believe Qin Lang, but the commotion is too loud.

It was so big that they didn’t think Qin Lang did it.

"Look! Look up at the sky!"

Someone was the first to notice the abnormality in the sky and shouted out immediately.

At this moment, everyone looked up.

The sky is no longer blue.

Instead, it appeared pale white, as if it had suffered a severe blow.

In this pale white color, there is an extremely obvious black crack.

"What is that..."

Wu Changfeng looked up into the sky and muttered to himself.

He seemed to see something emerging from the crack.