Only three seconds? He's already the Lord of All Realms, so it doesn't matter.

Before the morning mist had dissipated, Ye Xuan had already arrived at the main gate of the outer sect.

He only stayed at the Holy Sect for two days and encountered a lot of trouble. "I think there will be even more trouble in the future."

Fang Zhengge was already waiting at the door, dressed in a spotless red and white Taoist robe, the starlight on the token at his waist gleaming silver in the morning light.

Seeing Ye Xuan approach, he smiled and said:

"Yes, Junior Brother Zhao is always on time."

Ye Xuan nodded slightly, his voice still mimicking Zhao Wu's usual deep tone, and greeted the person in front of him.

Fang Zhengge looked him up and down, his gaze lingering on the wooden plaque at his waist for a moment before finally settling on Ye Xuan's face.

"Junior brother doesn't look too well? Didn't you get any rest last night?"

"I'm not used to being back in the sect yet."

"Yeah, in that godforsaken place like the wilderness, every day feels like an eternity."

Fang Zhengge nodded and took out a palm-sized bronze mirror from his pocket. Its style was similar to that of most of the outer disciples of the Holy Sect, but there were still some differences.

For example, the patterns on the edge of this bronze mirror are significantly different from those commonly used for communication...

"We need a bronze mirror to search for traces of the earth dragon on this trip. I heard that yours broke last time, so please keep it safe."

Ye Xuan took the bronze mirror. He had seen Zhao Wu use this magical artifact more than once, so he figured there shouldn't be any major problems.

Fang Zhengge then took out a stack of yellow paper talismans from his storage bag, "Travel Talismans".

He took out two talismans and handed them to Ye Xuan. The talismans felt as light as a feather, and the runes drawn with cinnabar on the paper faintly shimmered with spiritual light.

After putting away the talisman and the bronze mirror together, Ye Xuan asked:

"Senior brother, besides you and me, are there any other people on this trip?"

"No, it's just the two of us."

Fang Zhengge's smile remained unchanged. "It will be difficult to hunt down the three-headed earth dragon today."

"But as long as the quantity is within the two extremes, it's fine for me, don't worry."

He paused deliberately at this point, and then gave Ye Xuan a meaningful look.

"What? Junior Brother managed to bring back the earth dragon from the wasteland all by himself, yet he still needs help from others?"

Ye Xuan didn't reply, he just nodded.

The two fell silent and walked together toward the teleportation array outside the mountain gate.

The array platform was made of bluestone, with array patterns engraved on its surface. A fist-sized spirit stone was embedded in the central recess, with a faint spiritual light flowing within it.

After the two stepped onto the array platform, Fang Zhengge made a hand seal to activate the array. The spirit stones suddenly lit up, the array patterns were activated layer by layer, and a blurry halo rose from their feet, quickly enveloping the two figures.

The space distorted slightly, and the next moment, the surrounding scenery was completely different.

A dry, scorching wind swept over us, and the air was constantly filled with dust and a fishy smell. As far as the eye could see, there was an endless wasteland.

"Let's go, junior brother."

As he spoke, Fang Zhengge produced a piece of yellow paper in his hand. "The first point is about five hundred li away from here."

He detonated the talisman in his hand and set off first.

Ye Xuan was in no hurry to set off. He extended his perception to cover a radius of hundreds of miles. At this moment, the earth veins in the wasteland were fluctuating more actively, and several muffled tremors could be faintly heard from the depths.

Meanwhile, things were not peaceful in the sky either...

Ye Xuan got up and activated the travel talisman, and soon caught up with them.

Five hundred miles is but a moment's journey for the Holy Sect's travel talisman.

The two stood together on a hill, looking down at the relatively flat depression below.

The ground was covered with holes the size of bowls, the soil around the holes was damp and emitted a faint fishy smell. The bronze mirror in Fang Zhengge's hand was now showing a distinct red light, and the light was flashing very quickly.

"This is the place."

He took out three array flags from his storage bag, identical to those Zhao Wuyong had used the day before.

Inserting the array flags into the ground in the familiar manner, Fang Zhengge released spiritual energy from his palm, causing the array flags beneath to light up. The spiritual light spread deep into the earth's veins, and the ground began to tremble slightly.

Ye Xuan stood to the side, his senses probing into the ground along the spiritual light of the array flags.

Deep within the earth's veins, a massive life force is awakening, its power even stronger than that of the third-tier earth dragon killed the day before.

In terms of strength, Fang Zhengge alone is definitely not someone who can face them alone.

"They're here."

Fang Zhengge let out a low shout, and the ground in the center of the depression suddenly exploded. Amidst the flying dust, a huge figure burst out of the ground.

He immediately drew his longsword from his waist, pointed the tip of the sword at the earth dragon, and floated down.

"It seems they don't intend for me to take action?"

Seeing Fang Zhengge fighting alone against the dragon, even with his perfect Foundation Establishment cultivation, Ye Xuan sat quietly on the mountaintop and watched this fair duel.

The senior brother's swordsmanship was steady. While dodging, he swung his sword and unleashed three crimson sword beams. The sword beams intertwined with the earth dragon, and he took the opportunity to move to the flank.

Fang Zhengge stared intently at the earth dragon's relatively weak abdomen. His longsword, wreathed in red light, sliced ​​through the air with such force that it knocked the earth dragon to the ground with a single strike!

Ye Xuan really didn't expect that Fang Zhengge's lean body could unleash such strength. He just didn't know what Fang Zhengge's real intention was.

The earth dragon, which had been knocked to the ground, quickly flipped itself up, its vertical pupils already filled with rage.

It charged forward with all its might, frantically disoriented, but after several wild crashes, it suddenly changed direction and headed towards Ye Xuan's location!

Ye Xuan did not believe that this inexplicable change was due to the earth dragon in front of him going berserk.

He floated into the air, his toes lightly touching the dragon's head as he landed, simultaneously probing it with his senses.

Inside the earth dragon's body, in addition to the original thick, earth-vein-like aura, there was also a violent spiritual energy, which was likely the work of Fang Zhenge just now.

Facing the enraged earth dragon, Ye Xuan simply stood on another hill in the distance, his fingertips sliding through the air.

The next moment, a small patch of low-hanging leaden clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, which was the same color as the earth.

A sudden thundercloud covered the depression in the blink of an eye.

"What is this?"

Having escaped danger, Fang Zhengge looked up at the sky, "He can manipulate celestial phenomena..."

Fang Zhengge's expression grew increasingly grim. Although there weren't many thunderclouds, and they weren't as powerful as the legendary tribulation, it was important to know that the celestial phenomena of the Longevity Realm were quite different from those of the Short-lived Realm.

The difference between the two is like the spiritual veins in different places. The spiritual energy in the world of the Short Life Realm is not abundant. Even if a Foundation Establishment cultivator is at the peak, the magic power they drive may cause celestial phenomena.

However, the spiritual energy of the world in the realm of immortality is so rich and profound that even many Golden Core experts, let alone those who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage, probably cannot trigger extraordinary phenomena in the world with their own power alone.

"He really isn't Zhao Wu."

Fang Zhengge murmured to himself, his gaze returning to Ye Xuan, waiting for the restless thunderclouds to dissipate.

In contrast, without the help of the Taoist robe, Ye Xuan could at most draw in a little bit of thundercloud outside the wasteland, and most of his ability was due to luck.

However, just like the different triggering conditions, the heavenly lightning in this world of immortality is naturally incomparable to the world he lived in before.

At that moment, thunder rumbled across the wasteland, and bolts of lightning arrived as expected.

Seeing the horrifying scene before him, the earth dragon, which had originally intended to charge at Ye Xuan, now had its head charred by several bolts of lightning. Fortunately, its scales were not damaged.

Ye Xuan immediately withdrew his supernatural powers. Unable to use his Taoist robe to replenish his energy, his breathing had become somewhat disordered.