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The guard beside him thought for a moment and said, "I heard that this morning, after the eldest son discovered that the second son had left a letter, he also hurried away."

At this time, the elder beside him frowned and said, "Master, do we need to send someone to retrieve it?"

Yang Yifang waved his hand and sighed, "Never mind. They have to make their own way in the end! We... can't stop them."

Everyone was silent.

They knew very well that with the strength of Yang Jian and Yang Yitan, it would be futile even if they sent people to chase them.

What's more, what Yang Yifang said is not without reason.

Chapter 179 The Art of Transformation

After leaving the Yang family.

Yang Jian traveled quickly, his figure as fast as the wind, rapidly approaching the border of human territory.

His footsteps were light but swift. Every step he took seemed to shrink the distance into an inch, and in the blink of an eye he had covered several miles.

At the border area, disciples of the Dao League are stationed and on high alert.

At this moment, a young disciple in charge of patrolling suddenly looked up, his pupils suddenly contracting.

He noticed a figure in the distance approaching at an alarming speed!

"Someone is approaching!" He immediately shouted a warning, and his voice echoed in the silent border line.

"What? Watch carefully, I'll go call someone!" Another disciple reacted very quickly, turned around and rushed deep into the camp.

Soon, dozens of Taoist elites quickly gathered on the border line, holding magical weapons and ready for battle.

Yang Jian saw this scene from afar, his expression remained calm.

He also saw that many Taoist Alliance disciples quickly gathered together in front.

I also understand that the other party has probably discovered me.

But he did not stop, he just slowed down slightly and approached slowly.

"Who has trespassed into the important border area? Retreat immediately!" The leading disciple shouted sternly, pointing the long sword in his hand directly at Yang Jian, with the sword tip flashing with cold light.

Yang Jian did not answer, but just raised his eyes slightly and glanced at everyone.

In an instant, an invisible pressure emanated from him, sweeping around like a tide.

Those Dao League disciples who were originally so aggressive were instantly stuck in a quagmire, their bodies stiffened, and they couldn't even move a finger!

"This... what kind of power is this?!" Someone widened his eyes in horror, cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

At this moment, the ground shook suddenly, and a huge stone wall rose from the ground, standing in front of Yang Jian, blocking his way.

Then, an old and deep voice came:

"Heroes are truly born young! I don't know how many years have passed, and now someone has trespassed into this borderland again!"

“It’s really interesting!”

On the stone wall, a white-haired old man stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

He is none other than the current chief guarding the border—Old Man Tianmen!

He looked straight at Yang Jian, then picked up the wine jug at his waist and took a sip.

"Boy, don't blame me for not reminding you. Behind me is a forbidden area outside the circle, full of dangers! If you don't want to lose your life, retreat quickly." The old man from Tianmen said in a deep voice, with a warning in his tone.

In his opinion, the young man in front of him was just a young man who was curious about the outside world and had no idea of ​​the dangers involved.

However, Yang Jian just smiled faintly, and his aura rose again!

boom--!

A pressure even more terrifying than before suddenly descended, even the old man from Tianmen's face changed, and his body involuntarily tensed up.

He was shocked: "This...this momentum...is so strong!"

Before he could react, Yang Jian's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, he appeared in front of the old man of Tianmen like a ghost!

"You...!" The old man from Tianmen was shocked and wanted to stop him, but he found that his whole body was stiff and he couldn't move!

Yang Jian did not attack him, but just looked past him calmly at the huge stone wall - the natal magic weapon of the old man Tianmen, which would prevent him from crossing Tianmen!

"I've already hurt you once, so let it go this time." Yang Jian whispered in his heart, obviously recognizing the identity of the old man from Tianmen.

Then, the third eye between his eyebrows opened slightly, and a bright golden light suddenly shot out and hit the stone wall directly!

Boom——!

The golden light penetrated the stone wall like a sharp blade, but did not destroy it. It only tore a tiny crack in the thick stone wall.

The next moment, Yang Jian's figure suddenly became blurred and disappeared out of thin air in full view of everyone!

"What about people?!"

Those Dao League disciples who had been suppressed also resumed their actions and looked around in horror.

"He...he's missing?!"

"Have we already crossed the border?!"

Everyone looked at each other, completely unable to understand what was happening before their eyes.

At this time, the old man Tianmen's eyes were also full of shock, but more of it was fear!

That’s right, fear!

Just now when he faced Yang Jian, it was as if he was looking into the eyes of a god.

For some reason, the scene of him facing the Sword God Li Chungang appeared in his mind.

He recalled that the opponent had split his Budutianmen with a sword, although he was still young at that time.

But even now, he has trained the Budutianmen to the top level of magic weapon, he is not sure that he can take that sword!

At this moment, a tiny mosquito was quietly passing through the tiny gap and flying into the area outside the circle.

——This is exactly Yang Jian’s transformation technique!

The moment the mosquito landed on the ground, its body suddenly twisted and expanded, and in the blink of an eye it turned into Yang Jian's true form.

He looked around, a serious look in his eyes.

"Come let me see...where you are!" Yang Jian whispered, then closed his eyes, and the third eye between his eyebrows opened again. The vast power of his spiritual consciousness spread like a tide, instantly covering the entire area outside the circle!

However, to his surprise—

"How come... there's no sign of life?"

His spiritual sense swept across every inch of land, but he did not detect any breath of living creature.

"Could it be...that she is not here?" Yang Jian frowned slightly.

The purpose of his trip was to find Feng Qi!

Although Feng Qi's strength could not be any weaker than he thought.

But it is a big trouble for others. If left unchecked, who knows what kind of trouble will arise.

That's why he wanted to completely resolve this hidden danger before leaving, but now, he couldn't even find any trace of the other party.

"Isn't she here? Or... is she hiding deeper?"

He didn't kill the opponent with that sword strike, and considering the opponent's luck, it seems that he is not dead.

I just don't know where he hid.

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, then his eyes fixed and he decided to let it go.

He doesn't have extra time to care about the other party now. After all, the passage is more important than him.

Moreover, it is impossible for Feng Qi to stir up any waves in the circle at the moment. You know, there is someone who is second to none in the circle.

Even if ten Fengqi came, it wouldn’t work.

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the other side.

East China Sea, Emperor Wu City.

Wang Xianzhi's figure had already arrived in front of the East China Sea, his eyes staring into the distance.

A distinguished guest has arrived.

After a few breaths, a group of figures appeared in front of Wang Xianzhi.

It would be more accurate to say that Wang Xianzhi blocked their way rather than appearing in front of them.

"Who dares to block our way?" An old man in black stepped forward, pointing at Wang Xianzhi and yelling.

Wang Xianzhi's eyes were calm and composed: "I believe you all came from the secret realm of the East!"

"I am Wang Xianzhi, waiting here to see you off!"

Chapter 180 Space Secret Treasure!

"Emperor Wu, Wang Xianzhi!"

When this name came out of the mouth of the leading old man, the expressions of everyone present suddenly changed, and shock and fear that were difficult to conceal appeared in their eyes.

They were once the people of the Sword Tomb of the Wang Quan family. Decades ago, they were expelled from the Wang Quan family due to the strong rise of Wang Quan Shouzhuo.

Over the years, they have been wandering around, but they are never willing to remain silent.

Finally, they found the legendary secret land in the East and conspired with the Eastern clan, trying to use their power to make a comeback and take back everything they once had.

However, they never expected that just as the plan was about to be implemented, they would actually encounter the legendary Emperor Wu - Wang Xianzhi!

They were very familiar with Wang Xianzhi's name.

"Since you recognize me, then..." Wang Xianzhi stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes indifferent, and his tone revealed unquestionable majesty.

He slowly raised his hand, and a sharp aura condensed from his fingertips, as if he was going to crush everyone in front of him in the next moment.

However, just as he was about to make a move, a thin figure suddenly walked out from the crowd opposite.

The man was covered in a black cloak, and his face could not be seen clearly. One could only vaguely see that he was short and looked like a child.

"As expected of the Martial Emperor, he speaks with such dominance!" A childish yet strangely mature voice came from under the cloak.

Then, the man slowly opened his cloak, revealing a childish face—he actually looked like a child of only seven or eight years old!

Wang Xianzhi frowned slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Who are you?" he asked in a deep voice.

Although the other person looked like a child, Wang Xianzhi's intuition told him that this person was definitely not simple!

The child grinned, a smile that revealed a hint of coldness and cunning: "I am the current patriarch of the Dongfang clan, Dongfang Dianliang!"

"The patriarch of the Dongfang clan?" Wang Xianzhi's eyes narrowed, and he was secretly alert in his heart.

He never imagined that the current Dongfang clan leader would be a child!

"I wonder why Emperor Wu wants to block our way?" Dongfang Dianliang tilted his head and asked innocently.

Wang Xianzhi was silent for a moment, then said coldly: "There is no point in talking any more, just take it."

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly flashed and rushed directly towards Dongfang Dianliang!

He didn't care about anything else and didn't care whether the child was really a child or not. He just wanted to catch him first.

Dongfang Dianliang obviously didn't expect Wang Xianzhi to act so decisively.

Originally, he wanted to delay the situation as much as possible with words, otherwise, with just these people, there was no way they could defeat the other party.

It’s not certain whether you can escape!

Dongfang Dianliang's pupils shrank. He obviously didn't expect Wang Xianzhi to be so decisive. He didn't even test the waters and took action directly!

"Damn it!" He cursed in his heart. He originally wanted to delay time, but now it was too late!

Just as Wang Xianzhi approached, the people from the Sword Tomb roared and tried to stop him!