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During these three years, many people had come here, and an endless stream of ancient families, experts, and young geniuses had come to this place. Everyone was searching for the secrets of the Mount Daliang, for the Demonic Beast with the oldest bloodline flowed in their bodies.

For example, the current Chen Meng and Li Yi, they had come precisely for that Heavenly Talisman.

Furthermore, why had Lin Zizi stayed here for two years?

Without waiting for the Forest Palace to make a sound, Chen Meng continued to speak: "Are you doing this for the ancient legend?"

After a thousand years, that swordsman once again opened his eyes …

Recalling the history, it had just been a thousand years since that swordsman of the previous generation had appeared. As a result, countless people were searching for that ancient legend.

However, three years had passed, and the information regarding that swordsman was like a stone sinking into the ocean. There was no news of him, not even the slightest ripple.

The Forest Pavilion laughed. "You are very smart." After which, he walked over step by step, with a cold glint in his eyes.

Duanmu Qing subconsciously looked towards Chen Meng.

Li Yi clenched the black greatsword tightly.

Chen Meng spoke again: "You are very strong, but you are not my match."

With that said, Lin Zi Ge stopped in his tracks, he stared deeply at Chen Meng, as though he was thinking about the truth of the words.

In the end, Li Yi and the other two left along the river.

The corners of Lin Zizai's mouth curled up as he sneered: "Do you see that broken sword behind that brat?"

The man on the left was puzzled. "What is it?"

"A demonic aura." From the very beginning, there had only been one reason, and that was Li Yi. It was just that he did not think that there would be a Chen Meng in the middle of his path.

This was an intelligent young lady. She was able to easily determine her own identity and background. This point caused the Forest Pavilion to be very wary of her.

The footsteps of the three people in the distance became faster and faster, especially Chen Meng. She only relaxed when they were far, far away.

Duanmu Qing swept his gaze across her, his gaze filled with astonishment.

Li Yi lowered his eyes, doing his best to hide his emotions. At that time, he had an extremely strong impulse to pull out his sword and rush forward.

Chen Meng looked over: "You have a grudge with him?"

Li Yi nodded.

Her expression turned grave. "You have to be careful, Lin Zizi is a narrow-minded person who will take revenge on any grievances. He is not a gentleman, and he is very strong."

Even though she was a Talisman Master of the third step, facing a person like Lin Zizi, she still did not dare discuss about the outcome of the battle.

Duanmu Qing disapproved and thought, a third stage Talisman Master, how could he be afraid of a strong disciple? Isn't this hilarious?

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the sky gradually darkened.

The three of them found a col and sat down to rest.

Deep in the night!

Everything was quiet. Even the sound of the wind had died down by quite a bit.

Chen Meng who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes, and casually released a talisman.

Duanmu Qing was also awakened.

Li Yi's gaze was filled with astonishment, he looked around and only saw a blurry shadow moving from one mountain peak to the next.

That blurry shadow was not very tall. It was like a lone soul in the darkness, floating in the air.

Just as Chen Meng was about to attack, Li Yi stopped her and shook his head, signalling her not to attack.

Aooo!

Earth-shaking roars came from the ground in the distance, and the entire place began to shake.

It was a huge snake that was dozens of feet long. Its entire body was black, and it had a pair of dark green eyes the size of a bucket. It looked very demonic in the darkness, and two sharp fangs appeared from its mouth.

However, the astonishing thing was that the giant snake that was approaching in full fury stopped at the other side of the mountain.

Moo!

From another direction, a giant that was dozens of feet tall was madly rushing over and finally stopped at the other side of the mountain.

"Ancient Black Jiao, Ancient Giant." Duanmu Qing gasped, his eyes almost popping out.

Dark Wyrm, Giant.

Those were the ancient Vicious Beast that were guarding the Mount Daliang. According to legends, their existence could be traced back to the mythological era.

In the past, their Mount Daliang had not been destroyed, and practically no one had ever seen their figures.

However, at this moment!

Whether it was Chen Meng or Duanmu Qing, neither of them could understand why these two terrifying existences would appear here. Who was that blurry figure on the mountain?

No matter from what angle they looked from, the two ancient Vicious Beast seemed to be diligent in their work.

Weng! *

Suddenly, the blurry figure on the mountain opened its eyes. A pair of deep, empty, colorless eyes appeared.

In that moment, both Chen Meng and Duanmu Qing's bodies trembled, their minds were a blur, their souls were muddled, and they lost their sense of self, only Li Yi remained awake.

Hu hu!

The cool wind howled, permeating this place.

The figure on the mountain did not speak, and the two ancient Vicious Beast were also very quiet.

Unknowingly, Li Yi had a feeling that he had met his closest kin. That feeling was very familiar, very strong.

He slowly walked over to the top of the mountain, wanting to see that blurry silhouette clearly. However, his silhouette disappeared like the wind, leaving only that blurry sword which stabbed into the mountain.

Li Yi was silent as he stood there quietly. As he swept his gaze past the blurry body of the sword, he saw that when he looked at the two Vicious Beast once again, a tinge of grief actually permeated its demonic eyes.

The night sky was tranquil, not a single sound could be heard.

Above the scorched earth, who would have thought that the two Vicious Beast from the ancient times would actually show signs of sorrow at this moment.

This was an unbelievable scene.

Gradually, the imprint on his left arm recovered as black figures emerged one by one. Standing there, they were all looking at the scorched earth and Li Yi.

"Child, open your eyes."

"This is fate!"

"You have to be strong!"

The black figures overlapped and flickered. A vague voice rang out, bringing with it an indescribable sorrow.

The two ancient Vicious Beast gradually dissipated, as if they did not exist.

After a long time, everything disappeared.

On top of the mountain, only Li Yi's figure stood there. He did not make a sound, because he knew that it was not a dream.

At that moment, he thought about many things. He thought about what the Headmaster had said, and he thought about what had happened to him in the past three years.

"This is my hometown."

"I am from Devil God's homeland."

He spoke softly as he faced the night sky alone. As he gazed into the distance, a sense of loneliness and loneliness filled his heart.

Weng! *

He began to swing his sword, again and again. It was the same three moves, simple and direct.

After a long while, with a turn of his wrist, his style changed. The first style of the Crippling Sun Sword Technique fell down, shining brightly like the Netherworld Flame that lit the night sky.

"What happened three years ago?"

"Black flames …"

"Is my family still alive?"

"This is not fate? "I don't believe it."