Violent Swordsman in the Fast-Travel World

As soon as Jinghuan died, the origin of Taixu Illusion Realm was automatically imprinted in Shen Yuanfeng's consciousness. This was originally a small part of the blessed land of a powerful person in a big world. It was caught in the turbulence due to the cracks in time and space and fell here. It was later contracted by Jinghuan, the first person to open her spiritual intelligence. Of course, it now belongs to her temporarily.

Shen Yuanfeng gathered all the wronged ghosts and flower spirits and gave them a warning: "Jinghuan is dead, this secret realm will belong to my sister Daiyu from now on. Anyone who has not committed any wrongdoing can stay here. As for your previous habits, you must change them."

As the cicada appeared, the beautiful women screamed one after another. The flames passed through, and except for a dozen women who turned into ashes, the rest of the people were unharmed.

More than fifty women looked at Shen Yuanfeng in shock, tears welling up in their eyes, looking so pitiful.

Shen Yuanfeng would not show any mercy to them. Although she did not kill people like those women who disappeared, she often played with the feelings of mortals.

"Those who have committed sins and wrongdoings have reaped the consequences. I hope you will stop playing with people's hearts in the future. Take good care of the environment here and wait for my sister to take over." His cold eyes swept across the crowd, as if warning them.

Shen Yuanfeng also asked these women to swear an oath to the heavens to prevent Daiyu from causing trouble after taking over.

With hand seals, Shen Yuanfeng transformed the illusory world into a small crystal ball, and then hurried to the East China Sea.

Standing on the turbulent waves, Shen Yuanfeng lowered his head to sense the situation, used his spiritual power to form a barrier, and lightly escaped into the sea.

After swimming downstream for about a thousand meters, Shen Yuanfeng saw a lifelike stone sculpture in the shape of a dragon. Its eyes were staring fiercely ahead, as if it wanted to tear the person standing in front of it to pieces.

Most people who see this stone sculpture will be attracted by the shape of the dragon and ignore the stone tablet under the dragon's claws, which is precisely the entrance to the secret realm.

As soon as she came in, Shen Yuanfeng felt something in front of her attracting her. She chased it all the way and saw the dragon corpses on both sides. They were actually real dragons with pure blood.

Looking at these dragon corpses in silence, the reason why she didn't tell anyone about the secret realm of the dragon clan was, firstly, she didn't want to reveal that she had the blood of the Yuanfeng, and secondly, she had already guessed that there would be dragon corpses here.

The bodies of dragons are full of treasures. Once discovered, these corpses will be stripped of their tendons and skin, and every part of them will be used. Out of compassion for one's own kind, Shen Yuanfeng wants to protect their resting place.

In the ancient times, the dragon, phoenix and unicorn tribes formed a feud that resulted in mutual destruction. Later, it was discovered that the Heavenly Dao and the Demon Ancestor designed them as pawns, but it was too late. Only one in ten of each tribe had survived. Now, these dragon corpses seem to be from the dragon tribe at that time, but... why are they here?

The doubts in his heart urged Shen Yuanfeng to speed up his pace. When he saw the residual soul in the hall, Shen Yuanfeng began to understand a little.

"I didn't expect that the one who came here would be a little girl with Yuanfeng blood. Tsk tsk, your blood is too thin." The remnant soul of a middle-aged man looked at the descendants of his former enemy and laughed.

"I didn't expect that the remaining souls of those who didn't die completely in the first calamity of the dragon and phoenix would be huddled here with their corpses." Shen Yuanfeng is not someone to be tribulated with. Even if the opponent is much stronger than her, she will fight back immediately.

"You...little girl, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" The remnant soul released its pressure as a threat.

After all, he was once a golden immortal. Even though only a remnant of his soul remained, the slight pressure he released was enough to make Shen Yuanfeng hold on. She gritted her teeth and replied, "Your soul is about to dissipate. You need help from me."

The remnant soul was silent for a long time before he sighed, "You are right, I am about to disappear. After hundreds of thousands of years, I really can't hold on any longer. Little girl, I want you to find a successor for the ancestor."

The only one that the remnant soul in front of him could call the ancestor was Zulong. What had happened to this guy? He wanted her, a member of the Phoenix clan, to find a successor for Zulong?

She didn't even bother to think about it and refused directly: "The grudge between our two tribes..."

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse. I not only have the inheritance of my ancestors, but also the inheritance of Yuanfeng and Shi Qilin." Seeing that Shen Yuanfeng was inclined to refuse, the remnant soul planned to come clean. He really didn't have time to wait.

Shen Yuanfeng was really surprised this time. Given the relationship between the three tribes, how could the remnant soul keep the inheritance of the ancestors of the other two tribes? Could there be some hidden secrets? Thinking of this, Shen Yuanfeng pretended to listen attentively.

"Ahem, in fact, before the final battle, the ancestors of the three tribes already knew that the Heaven would not tolerate them, and the Demon Ancestor also wanted to use the blood of the three tribes to achieve his way. In addition, the atmosphere of hatred among the three tribes had reached its peak at that time. Fighting or not was no longer something they could decide. In order to leave a way for the tribesmen to inherit, the ancestors worked together to calculate, and finally found a way: they forced out three drops of blood and left three inheritances, which they handed over to their trusted direct descendants. In this way, the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn all retained the inheritance of the three tribes, and then joined forces to send the three direct descendants out of the prehistoric world, allowing them to choose different worlds to find successors." The remnant soul was the direct descendant of the dragon clan. Regardless of whether the dispute between the three tribes was calculated or not, the subsequent killing was real. The three tribes had fallen to their current point, and there was nothing much to say. The ancestors just hoped that the inheritance would not be cut off.

"That is to say, somewhere in the universe, there is a place where the Phoenix clan and the Qilin clan are inherited." The ancestors really put a lot of thought into it.

The remnant soul nodded and said with a somewhat melancholy tone: "My soul was injured when I broke through the prehistoric world, and I drifted in the void and chaos for a long time before I came to this world. I didn't expect that there were no dragons in this world. In the end, I had no choice but to use my body to support my soul to buy more time, and created this space in the hope that the descendants of the three tribes would break in."

"I won't go out of my way to look for someone, but if I come across the right one, I will give him the inheritance and blood essence." Shen Yuanfeng could only promise to do this.

"That's fine!" After so many years, the remnant soul had long since let it go and understood the intentions of the three ancestors. They just wanted to intercept a retreat route left for the tribe members.

Shen Yuanfeng took over a fiery red wooden box, and the familiar attraction reappeared. When she opened it, a drop of flaming blood rushed towards her. She hurriedly put it into her original body in the Qiankun Pearl to improve her bloodline, and the other inheritance was received by her soul.

Yuan Feng is worthy of being a great power in the prehistoric times. Shen Yuanfeng has only digested a little bit, and his cultivation has risen to the late Nascent Soul stage. He needs to accept more slowly.

"This is the inheritance of my ancestor, and the other one is from the first Qilin. After hundreds of thousands of years of waiting, my mission is finally completed." The remnant soul smiled and then completely dissipated.

I don't know whether that last smile was for the completion of the mission or for his own relief, only the remaining soul knows it.

Those eyes full of memories revealed emotions such as regret, yearning, and confusion. Was he regretting not fighting with his companions, yearning for the happy life he once had, or confused about whether the hundreds of thousands of years of lonely waiting was worth it? And no one will be able to answer this question.

Shen Yuanfeng put away the two copies of the inheritance, walked to the exit with a very depressed mood, took one last look, and completely sealed this space.

It’s better not to let anyone disturb the peaceful sleep here.