Yan Lan searched wildly for the Gangtian Mountains, hoping to find a miracle.

Zi Yi looked at Yan Lan who was almost crazy. Although Yan Lan came to Gangtian Gate, she had never appeared and did not recognize the barefoot old ghost. But she knew that Yan Lan valued love and friendship, and the old ghost master he mentioned must be very nice to him. Also, Beifeng, Shi Xu, and Tongli were all very important people of Yan Lan. Their whereabouts were unknown, so why didn't Yan Lan go crazy?

Zi Yi could only disperse her spiritual consciousness and help Yan Lan find the aura of the Gangtian Sect. Apart from that, she didn't know how to comfort Yan Lan.

This pain is something that cannot be healed by any words.

Wuse looked compassionate, and he uttered the Buddha's name lightly, pinched the Buddha's seal, and a huge force spread out, trying to help Yan Lan find some clues.

Kuang Yuanwu, Lan Tianzong and others looked sad and scattered everywhere, looking for traces of their fellow disciples.

Yan Lan galloped back and forth, but there was no sign of anything. He raised his eyes and looked into the direction of the Xuan clan. Within his deep pupils, the cold light was like ice, and his murderous intent was surging, like a demon from hell, and his body was filled with a terrifying aura.

"Hahaha... I was really ruthless before, and I didn't give up everything to slaughter the thieves of the Xuan clan."

"Xuan Clan, this hatred could have been broken up between me and Xuan Qi, and everything would end and no longer be entangled with grudges. However, your Xuan Clan designed to kill me and trap me in the deserted ghost slope; then sneak attack my sect while I was in Luoyun City; finally, while I participated in the beast taming competition, invaded my sect and killed my sect."

"It is you who have expanded the hatred and become irreconcilable."

"Xuan Clan, what fate is I, the Gangtian Sect's master today? I, Yan Lan, swear to the sky that I must make your destiny ten times more miserable."

Yan Lan clenched her fists, clenched her teeth, her body trembled sharply, and the angry flames were already in full swing.

If there is no trace of the barefoot old ghost and the others, Yan Lan will kill the Shangxuan clan and pour out all his anger.

Yan Lan turned around the Gangtian Mountains again, frowned and said, "What's going on? Could it be that everyone was brutally massacred? Why can't they even find the breath of one person? Or are they all captured by the Xuan clan?"

Yan Lan took a deep breath and came to Zi Yi and Wuse. He said, "What are you there?"

Zi Yi shook her head, and Wuse sighed slightly.

Yan Lan's aura suddenly condensed, as if the water that had frozen instantly condensed, condensing with bones.

Just as Yan Lan was about to gallop towards the Xuan clan, an old voice sounded: "You are finally back, just come back, just come back!"

Yan Lan frowned, but still couldn't notice any breath and said, "Who is yours?"

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Yan Lan out of thin air. His head was sparse and his eyes were deep, but his entire aura was condensed, deep and unpredictable.

Yan Lan has never seen this person before.

"The Third Ancestor, the Third Ancestor has come out of seclusion. Where have the others gone?"

Kuang Yuanwu recognized the old man who had just appeared at first sight, and rushed over immediately, looking anxious. His eyes flashed with a ray of hope.

Yan Lan's eyes lit up and she said, "Senior is the Third Ancestor, the Old Ghost Master, other Ancestors, and the Senior Brothers and Sisters, where have they gone?"

At this time, everyone surrounded the Third Ancestor with an anxious look.

The Third Ancestor smiled slightly, looked at Wuse, and said, "You follow me."

The Third Ancestor waved his clothes and robe. Yan Lan felt a flash in front of him, then his eyes were condensed, and the scene changed in front of him.

This is a space with a radius of thousands of feet in a circle, with a chaotic area around it and a flash of restricted light on the ground, which should be a space that was opened up independently.

Zi Yi and Wuse were actually brought in.

Yan Lan swept around and found that there were more than a hundred disciples standing in this space. They were all injured to varying degrees, with sad and angry expressions and uneasy.

"Old Ghost Master, and Senior Brother Shi Xu and others, where are I? Why can't I find their breath?"

Yan Lan's spiritual consciousness swept away, but he could not find any traces of those who he cared very much.

The third ancestor sighed quietly and said, "You are Yan Lan, don't look for it. The Eighth ancestor Lao Gui never came back because he sent you a message. Fan Chuan and the others replied that you were invited by the Beast Taming Alliance to enter a hall. The old ghost was worried that you would be killed, so he immediately rushed to Luoyun City to find you. Some disciples also followed him. Unexpectedly, they were ambushed by the Xuan clan, and in the end, they were all captured by the Xuan clan."

"The Xuan clan attacked, and it was extremely sudden. Our disciples were unable to defend themselves. The disciples rushed to fight and suffered heavy losses. I was in deep seclusion and felt that our sect was facing a great disaster, so I had to show up. However, two fists could not defeat four hands. I couldn't bear to see the death and injury of our disciples, so I brought all the remaining disciples to this space."

"This is a space opened up by the first and second ancestors a hundred years ago with the help of a treasure of space, as the last retreat for this sect. This space can be said to be completely isolated from the outside world and cannot be noticed by the spiritual consciousness."

"Fortunately, there is this space, otherwise our sect will be in a catastrophe today. You will be fine, and you don't have to be sad. Sooner or later, this day will come. This sect and Xuan clan cannot accommodate two tigers in one mountain. One day, the same will be true between Xuan clan and the Jade Valley. This is a constant number, and it cannot be changed by human greed."

"Yan Lan, I have heard of your rumors. I didn't expect that it would be a great blessing for you to kill several elders of the Xuan clan alone."

"I know that your hatred is so great, but the Xuan clan's foundation for thousands of years is unfathomable. Revenge needs to be discussed for a long time."

"Since the Xuan clan did not kill the Eighth Ancestor Lao Gui and the others, it is of course useful. They are temporarily destined to have no life worry, so you don't have to worry too much."

Yan Lan patiently listened to what the Third Ancestor said and asked, "Third Ancestor, are you one of the ten cultivators on the battlefield?"

The third ancestor nodded and said, "Yes, I'm ranked tenth."

Yan Lan said: "There are people from the tenth cultivation list of the Xuan clan today who are invading this place today. Which are the strong ones?"

The Third Patriarch took a deep breath and said, "There are people in the tenth cultivation list of the battle list, which are the second elders of the Xuan clan. In addition, there are the third elders of the Xuan clan, the fourth elders, the twelve puppet killing puppets, and there are fifty killers. Such forces are enough to scatter the territory of the millions of miles, and any force except our sect and the Marquis Valley."

Yan Lan's eyes flashed sharply and she said, "Three Ancestors, the tenth cultivation list of the battle list, what level of cultivation level is there? And those elder-level figures, what level of cultivation level is there?"

Yan Lan always couldn't detect the cultivation level of those elder-level figures, but he felt vaguely that the cultivation level of those people was all above the Qiyan Infant Transformation Period.

The Third Ancestor's eyes narrowed, and then sighed, "The realm of cultivation is a secret matter. Even with my ability, I cannot see through everyone's realm of cultivation. I can only say that elder-level figures have mostly cultivation levels from the seven-infant infancy period to the eight-infant infancy period."

After a slight blow, the Third Ancestor continued: "As for the tenth cultivation on the battle list, even if I am the lowest in my cultivation level, my cultivation level has reached the early stage of the Nine-Yan Infant Transformation. As for whether there is anyone who has the cultivation level to break through the Infant Transformation stage and reaches the God-Distraction stage, this is even more difficult to predict." (To be continued.)
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