As soon as the words fell, the woman floated away gracefully.
Xu Yang instinctively tried to give chase, but as soon as he took a step, he realized the woman’s speed was astonishing—gone in the blink of an eye—forcing him to halt.
Such mysterious ans made his eyelids tighten sharply.
"What a freakish woman!"
"She actually saw through my disguise..."
Xu Yang’s expression shifted rapidly.
The chill from her was truly astounding, though his Minghuo and Celestial Refining Divine Tripod could handle it.
Yet it still made his heart pound!
The odd thing was, outside, he hadn’t sensed the slightest trace of coldness from her.
This was truly inconceivable.
"Saw through my disguise... She must have noticed my masquerade, but did not glimpse my true face!" Xu Yang speculated privately.
If she truly could see his true identity, he would have noticed.
"So at the cliff’s edge, and again in this chance encounter, that’s why this woman got curious and made a probing move!"
"Still, if I were weak, she probably wouldn’t mind crushing an ant underfoot."
Xu Yang took a deep breath and shook his head lightly.
He’s not made of clay either.
If it ca to a real fight, who won or lost was anyone’s guess.
During that fight in the illusion realm, he also didn’t want to expose his identity, so he’d withheld many techniques.
Even Heaven Locking, he’d kept hidden very deeply!
After all, Daqian had been in the Spirit Realm for nearly half a year now.
The various factions of the Spirit Realm had surely figured out everything by now.
And thanks to his impressive hunting, his appearance and thods had surely been sorted out by those with ulterior motives.
If his identity were exposed and leaked, within three days, plenty of interested parties would flock to the Fallen Land.
"Forget about that woman."
Xu Yang turned and left.
In the next instant, his face changed drastically. With a flip of his palm, a token appeared in his hand.
At this mont, the token was violently trembling!
"How is this possible?"
Xu Yang stared fixedly at the token in his hand, eyes wide—the shock overwhelming.
This token was the Daqian Emperor’s keepsake!
Now, it was acting up.
This was simply unfathomable!
Xu Yang sucked in a cold breath, muttering in a daze, "Don’t tell ..."
This is the place where the first Daqian Emperor fell, and this token is the first emperor’s keepsake!
What’s hidden here?
Gulp!
Xu Yang couldn’t help swallowing, the excitent flushing his face red.
He’d co here with no hopes and yet stumbled upon an unexpected boon.
Whatever it is, for the first Daqian Emperor to go to all this trouble, it must be extraordinary.
He grasped the token tightly, silently sensing it.
After a few breaths.
He imdiately felt as if sothing was summoning him.
"Deep inside—seems to be the core of the Fallen Land!"
Xu Yang muttered, a glint stirring inside him, and suddenly tossed the token to the ground.
At once, the token went utterly still, no longer reacting!
No matter how Xu Yang probed, he detected nothing unusual—exactly as before!
But when he picked it up again, the turbulence and summoning sensation returned.
Seeing this, Xu Yang mused, "Looks like it’s not just connected to the Fallen Land—if you want the token to do anything, you have to possess the Can Clan’s direct bloodline!"
Zheng Xuan is Can Sutian’s biological brother!
This bloodline is obviously deep enough!
And Daqian was exiled from the Spirit Realm, sealed up for so many years.
Otherwise, it would’ve been discovered long ago.
At this thought, Xu Yang’s spirits soared. He summoned the Cyan Fla Boat and sped toward the core region at top speed.
Having caught wind of a clue, he wasn’t about to delay any longer.
Whatever the opportunity was, it couldn’t be as important as this.
After all, his initial goal here had been to see if he could find so unique opportunity.
Half a day later.
Relying on the speed of the Cyan Fla Boat, Xu Yang reached the edge of the core area.
He stepped out of the Cyan Fla Boat and imdiately felt the space pressing down, a formless oppression and nace that made his whole body tense.
Especially above him.
He looked up to see thickening clouds of spirit mist overhead, making his heart pound as if warning him—any mont danger might strike.
Xu Yang took a deep breath and shot downward like lightning.
"Here, a Martial Artist’s power will definitely be suppressed!"
He took out the token, feeling that the connection was now extrely close.
"Right at this spot." Xu Yang sped after the invisible summoning.
After about several dozen breaths.
A violent commotion erupted from the wild hills.
"Damn it, don’t let that little bitch get away."
"Surround her—shit, you useless pieces of crap!"
"The little bitch is too slippery—young master, be careful..."
...
Rumble rumble rumble!
Such turmoil made Xu Yang inwardly mutter with concern.
As he cautiously approached, he witnessed an astonishing scene.
There was a petite girl, about sixteen or seventeen, dressed in coarse grey clothes, darting about ghost-like among seven or eight attackers—her speed unbelievable.
The group was unleashing their Divine Techniques and still couldn’t catch her—she was like a slippery eel.
Bear in mind, those seven or eight people were all True Monarchs, with the strongest at True Monarch Middle Realm!
The little girl was only at True Monarch Initial Realm!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!
The grey-clad girl suddenly threw out bunches of colorful powder—several attackers failed to defend in ti and scread miserably, their flesh eroded and rotting before the naked eye.
"Pretty boy, die!"
The grey-clad girl broke through their lines and rushed before the leading white-robed youth, flinging two splashes of powder.
The white-robed youth was so scared he scrambled away, rolling embarrassingly across the ground.
"Hahaha! Fooled you! That was just regular quickli!"
The girl shouted with mocking laughter and turned to flee.
The white-robed youth climbed back up, shaking with rage and roared through clenched teeth, "After her!"
"I’ll chop her into a thousand pieces!"
His underlings, all battered and embarrassed, stared in her direction, but none dared move for the mont.
Xu Yang suppressed his shock and quietly followed.
The summoning from the token was coming straight from that girl in grey.
This filled him with utter suspicion!
Who was this girl?
Could she be a descendant of the first Daqian Emperor left behind here in the Spirit Realm?
Thinking this, Xu Yang’s expression imdiately turned odd.
And honestly, this guess actually seed pretty plausible!
Given the first emperor’s ans, it’s not impossible.
Back then, the powers wouldn’t have combed the Spirit Realm inch by inch.
If he’s guessed right, doesn’t that make the little girl his sister?
Xu Yang’s mouth twitched, forcibly pushing down the far-fetched idea as he kept his eyes locked on the grey-clad girl.
Just then, that short clash made it clear—she was no ordinary kid.
True Monarch Initial Realm cultivation, but her overall strength was no weaker than a True Monarch Middle Realm.
And her speed and Body Technique—utterly bizarre, impossible to track!
Those toxic powders were no joke, either!
They instantly broke through True Monarchs’ True Essence and physical defense—no ordinary poison could do that, impossible to guard against!
The grey-clad girl moved blisteringly fast, clearly familiar with the terrain—twisting and turning, losing Xu Yang’s sense of direction in a flash.
Xu Yang took a deep breath, quietly probed around, and once he confird nothing out of the ordinary, he abruptly accelerated.
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