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Hong Ling and Little Fatty looked at the young girl and the old man who were slowly walking towards them, and for some reason, they had a feeling that they were in danger. To be fair, this young girl's early Qi Refinement into Spirit's cultivation was only comparable to his and Little Fatso's, but the strange aura she emitted made the two of them feel extremely fearful. As for the old man she was supporting, Hong Ling was not able to sense any of his aura from the start. He had only seen this kind of situation on Jixia Academy's body before, but Fang Qian was someone who could control holy artifacts. Could it be that the old man in front of him was also a legendary super expert?

"This old man Mo You greets the two gongzis!" Although the old man was wrapped in a cloak, he didn't give off a sinister feeling. His words seemed to lack strength, as if he was mumbling under his breath after he had aged to the extreme. However, both Hong Ling and Little Fatso could clearly hear such whispers. The voices were like a thunderclap in their minds, carrying an incomparable might.

"Mo Yue greets Sir Hong Ling!" The young lady who was supporting the old man, bowed towards Hong Ling. Although it was only a formality based on Witch Clan, it was not abrupt and showed that she had a good upbringing. She glared at Sun Jia who was hiding behind Hong Ling, and snorted coldly! The little fatty quivered, grabbed the hem of Hong Ling's clothes, and swallowed his saliva with some difficulty.

Although he did not appear to be afraid of the heavens or the earth, he was still very afraid of the girl whom he had peeped on. No matter what, he was a dignified Qi Refinement into Spirit cultivator, if he were to walk in his own city, he would definitely be an existence in the void. However, at this time, he was being placed under house arrest by a group of people in this continuously rising and falling Witch Clan temple building. Among them was a young girl who was extremely fierce towards him, which caused the little fatty to feel extremely uncomfortable. He sneaked a glance at Mo Yue and confirmed that the girl's murderous gaze was finally not drifting away from him. Only then did he feel relieved.

"Hong Ling greets Holy Maiden Mo Yue and High Priest Mo You!" Hong Ling bowed, with a graceful bearing, he made it so that no one could find anything wrong with him. This was the nature of vampires. This kind of mysterious species was innately especially interested in etiquette, and had inadvertently changed Hong Ling's temperament.

"Young Master does not need to be so courteous. Logically speaking, my Witch Clan imprisoning Young Master here is already a sign of fear and trepidation. "How can this be? This is an order from the Lord Sorcerer himself. I hope that Young Master can be magnanimous!" In fact, even he himself couldn't understand why the Lord Sorcerer would order Hong Ling to be temporarily confined within the Witch Clan. He could only attribute this to the Sorcerer's sacrifice three days later.

"Sorcerer?" Hong Ling didn't know who the Sorcerer was, but since the Sorcerer had asked for someone from the Witch Clan to bring him here silently, then it was obvious that he knew his whereabouts very well. However, he had been directly sent into the Shiwan Mountain by the Century-round Meridian, so how did this so-called Sorcerer discover him? Hong Ling really couldn't understand, but he simply couldn't explain the many things in this world. Since the Sorcerer had discovered his whereabouts, it meant that he wasn't weak.

"My two sirs, my Great Sorcerer, wishes to meet you two at Witch Clan. This time, Mo You came under the order to bring you two to the underground palace where my Witch Clan is located. I wonder if you would be willing to follow me there!" The old man coughed lightly, he raised his head and stared at Hong Ling and Little Fatty and said.

"Since the lord noble Sorcerer has invited me, I naturally have to go. I wonder if this Brother Sun beside me is willing to go with me!" Hong Ling turned his head and looked at Sun Jia who was staring at the Holy Maiden with a perturbed expression, his eyes filled with a smile.

Brother Hong Ling, you better not leave me here. It was not easy for me to get a companion who can speak, if you leave now, I will really die lonely. As a young man who has never been seen in his life, I naturally want to protect you, Brother Hong! " The little fatty stood up righteously, patting his chest as he spoke. This fellow seemed to be familiar with him, and really treated Hong Ling as a good friend who was going through life and death situations. However, when he saw Mo Yue's beautiful face that was filled with killing intent, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, shrank his head, and hid behind Hong Ling once again.

"Since the two gongzis have no objections, then please follow me!" With Mo Yue's support, Mo You supported himself with an ancient cane as he slowly walked towards the center of the continuously rising and falling structure of the temple.

Hong Ling and Sun Jia both took a deep breath and followed along leisurely. When he thought about how the person he was going to meet was a Divine Magus of the Witch Clan, Hong Ling's heart swayed. Up till now, he still could not confirm if there were still any so-called deities in this world. However, after experiencing all these events, his opinion of this matter was unexpectedly firm. Perhaps, there really might be a so-called 'god' in this world!

The pace of Mo Yue and Mo You wasn't very fast, but Hong Ling and Little Fatty felt that their figures were very vague, like the shadows in a fog, drifting a little. The Witch Clan guards that were in charge of guarding along the way respectfully bowed to Mo Yue and Mo You. Their bodies were exuding an extremely powerful aura. From what Hong Ling could sense, the auras of these people, were completely comparable to the cultivators of the Great Chu's Essence Refinement into Qi.

The four of them stood outside a magnificent temple, looking at the four huge stone pillars supporting the hundreds of feet tall temple. It was hard to imagine what sort of power could actually carve such an entire mountain into such a majestic godly temple. Outside the temple's gate, two huge stone statues of unknown beasts were quietly sitting there with ferocious expressions on their faces. Hong Ling could sense that the bodies of the two stone sculptures contained an extremely large and complicated cycle of channeling energy. They were all lying in wait. The moment someone awakened them, they would unleash their terrifying might.

Behind the stone beast, four figures were standing there quietly, exuding a towering pressure. Hong Ling focused his gaze. These four people merely revealed a trace of aura, and the feeling they gave him was as though they were four huge surging lakes that were endless and unfathomably deep. This was an expert that was comparable to a spirit refining expert! Hong Ling was very certain that these people were great cultivators who were comparable to third stage Demonic Beast. He had only felt this kind of aura from the elders from the Four Major Sects and Canfeng.

High Priest Mo You merely nodded at the four of them as they bowed. This shocked Hong Ling. Just how strong was this old man? To think that he would even greet a Void Stage cultivator with a nod of his head; this was a bit too haughty! The spacious hall was completely empty. However, the air in the center of the hall was constantly twisting. Chains as thick as a person's thigh intertwined with a pitch black ball of light as countless miserable screams echoed out from within.

"Why is this thing here!" Hong Ling's eyes congealed as he stared in disbelief at the ball of light, his eyes filled with shock. However, before he could continue observing, Mo You had already walked underneath the ball of light and placed his hand on the ground. Countless blood-colored lines spread out in all directions with his palm as the center. Soon, a huge blood-colored formation appeared under everyone's feet, slowly rotating. Rumble … The nearly hundred zhang tall hall began to shake slightly. From time to time, a stream of dust would roll down from the ceiling of the hall.

"This kind of power, could it be that this old man has already stepped into the legendary realm of the Five Deaths?" Fatty Sun Jia stared intently at Mo You's figure, his eyes filled with shock.

"Heaven Man Five Exhaustion!" Hong Ling's eyes flashed, "Refining the Void Stage and above!"

His knowledge of cultivators was limited to the Void Refinement realm, so he didn't know much about the higher realms. When he heard the little fatty say these words, he instantly understood the gist of it.

"Brother Sun, did you say that the realm of the five stages of failure is above the realm of the Void Refinement realm?" He turned and asked Sun Jia.

Little Fatso nodded. His eyes were filled with admiration and adoration.

"Brother Hong, you should know that in our knowledge, there are four realms of cultivation. However, above the four great realms, there was actually still the great realm of Heaven Man Five Exhaustion. In short, every cultivator who steps into the fifth stage of the Heaven Realm is called a saint. Rumor has it that the realm of Heaven Man Five Weakness requires one to go through divine tribulation. The divine tribulation was divided into five levels, and with each level, one's strength would increase by one level. The four stages of cultivation, in addition to the five stages of Heaven, Earth, and Heaven, had a total of nine realms. Once a cultivator passes through these nine realms, they will be able to ascend to the position of Ninth and Fifth World Elder, and step into the Heaven's Mandate realm, which is also known as Monarch Stage. "

The way he looked at High Priest Mo You had completely changed.

"Brother Hong, let me tell you. This old man is definitely a transcendent saint who has reached the fifth level of the Heaven, Heaven, and Earth. It's just that I don't know what level he has reached! Rumor has it that the Human Emperor in the Great Chu Palace is already a saint of the fifth tribulation.

Hong Ling listened carefully to the Little Fatty's introduction, his eyes filled with shock. Regardless of whether it was the Heaven's Person or the later Heaven's Mandate, these two realms were both extremely attractive to Hong Ling. Once he stepped into these two realms in the future, who would be able to stop him from finding his parents and who would dare to take Lian Chengyue away?

"Brother Sun, are the so-called saint artifacts and heaven's will artifacts related to these two realms?" Hong Ling asked tentatively.

That's right, but Brother Hong, you must understand that once magic tools enter the Saint or even the Heavenly Fate Realm, they themselves can be considered cultivators of that level!" The little fatty said in an astonishing manner, "Saint artifacts are actually also called transcendent artifacts. As for heaven's Mandate artifacts, we are also called Emperor artifacts! In other words, a saint artifact could actually be considered a powerful transcendent saint. It was just that it was a magical artifact in itself. As for the legendary Destiny Magic Tool, you can also understand it as a living Heaven's Mandate, which is also a Great Emperor! The Emperor Armament was actually a divine protective artifact used by the various empires to suppress the destiny of the empires and protect the royal family's reputation. "It is said that some of the legendary ancient families worshipped the Emperor Armament, but did not know whether or not it was true!

The little fatty wanted to continue, but the formation within the hall had already disappeared. On the ground, there was an entrance. An endless flight of stairs extended from the entrance to the depths of the earth.

"Young masters, please follow me to the Sorcerer's location!" Mo You calmly said.