Chapter 1233: First Entry into Yin-Yang Sea
The Devouring Demon Dragon was the strongest of the new generation that Ancestor Dragon Mountain had been cultivating with all its might in recent years, and he already possessed an extraordinary status. Not long ago, the Devouring Demon Dragon, with his heaven-defying talent, had officially stepped into the Saint Realm, and his identity and position within Ancestor Dragon Mountain were at their peak.
Upon his arrival, all the high-level members of the Dragon-Human Half-Blood Clan came out to welcome him.
The Devouring Demon Dragon did not reveal his true form but instead transformed into a human, with a handsome human appearance, a sharp temperament, and a domineering gaze. He wore a suit of black dragon-scale ancient armor.
Just by standing there, the aura of a primordial being emanating from him made even the high-level members of the Dragon-Human Half-Blood Clan feel suffocated. It was the suppression of a high-bloodline dragon clan over them.
"Both Ye Yun Holy Dragon Envoy and Ye Hong Holy Dragon Envoy are dead? Who killed them?"
The Devouring Demon Dragon appeared very calm, but his eyes were extremely sharp, and anyone could feel the anger in his heart.
Ao Yi spoke with the Devouring Demon Dragon, saying, "A mysterious strong one. That person was quite powerful, not only killing the two Holy Dragon Envoys but also taking away Princess Yan. Our Dragon-Human Half-Blood Clan has also dispatched a large number of experts, and they are searching for his traces everywhere."
"A mysterious strong one?"
The Devouring Demon Dragon naturally did not believe the one-sided story of the Dragon-Human Half-Blood Clan. He snorted coldly and said, "I will personally inspect the bodies of the two Holy Dragon Envoys. Who killed them will be clear with just one examination. If some mysterious expert really did kill them, even if that person flees to the ends of the earth, I can find him and kill him."
The deaths of the two Holy Dragon Envoys had nothing to do with the Dragon-Human Half-Blood Clan?
How could the Devouring Demon Dragon believe that.
"Please."
Ao Yi led the Devouring Demon Dragon to the side of the two Holy Dragon Envoys' bodies and began the examination.
This time, the Devouring Demon Dragon had come to Shenmengze for a very important matter, so naturally, a large number of experts from Ancestor Dragon Mountain accompanied him.
Among them was a sacred beast from the Xuanwei Clan, which had lived for over a thousand years and possessed quite formidable spiritual power. In addition, its sense of smell, hearing, and vision far exceeded those of ordinary sacred beasts.
The Xuanwei Sacred Beast transformed into human form, becoming a withered old man like a stick.
He carefully examined the bodies and then reported to the Devouring Demon Dragon, saying, "Both Holy Dragon Envoys died under the same type of sword Dao power. Based on the residual sword intent on the bodies, it can be judged that the person's sword Dao attainment is close to that of a Sword Saint."
"Close to a Sword Saint? That is indeed a formidable figure."
The Devouring Demon Dragon's eyes lit up. He personally went over, extended a palm, and pressed it onto the mutilated corpse.
After a moment, he withdrew his hand and said, "That sacred Dao aura feels somewhat familiar. Could it be that I have had some dealings with him before?"
The Xuanwei Sacred Beast said, "Your Highness, if you wish to go and kill that person, I can track him through the residual aura he left behind."
"Forget it. My main purpose is to go to the Yin-Yang Sea. It won't be too late to deal with him when I return," the Devouring Demon Dragon said.
The Xuanwei Sacred Beast's pupils turned golden as he looked toward a certain direction beyond the sky. At the same time, he took a deep sniff.
After a moment, he let out a hoarse voice: "Perhaps that person has also gone to the Yin-Yang Sea. I seem to have already seen his figure and smelled his scent."
"Is that so? Set out immediately for the Yin-Yang Sea."
The Devouring Demon Dragon was quite decisive. He led the experts of Ancestor Dragon Mountain and embarked on the path to the Yin-Yang Sea.
Suddenly, he turned around and coldly said to Ao Yi, "Clan Leader, I advise you to follow the will of Ancestor Dragon Mountain and quickly organize a Fish-Dragon Realm army to help Ancestor Dragon Mountain pacify the Eastern Wasteland. When I return from the Yin-Yang Sea, I will discuss this matter with you in detail."
After all the experts of Ancestor Dragon Mountain had left, Ao Jing showed displeasure and said, "The Devouring Demon Dragon is even more domineering than the two Holy Dragon Envoys, commanding the Dragon-Human Half-Blood Clan as if commanding his servants."
"He has the backing of Ancestor Dragon Mountain and Bi Huang, as well as his peak physique and talent, so naturally, he has the capital to be arrogant."
Ao Yi clasped his hands behind his back, a thoughtful expression on his aged face. "Did Zhang Ruochen and Yan'er really go to the Yin-Yang Sea?"
Ao Jing also frowned and said, "Zhang Ruochen and the Devouring Demon Dragon are both leading figures among the young saints of the world today. They wouldn't go to the Yin-Yang Sea for no reason. There must be some powerful treasure in the Yin-Yang Sea. Should the Dragon-Human Half-Blood Clan also send a group of experts to follow?"
Ao Yi raised a hand to stop Ao Jing and shook his head. "The Yin-Yang Sea is not just a place of death; it is quite strange. Once one reaches the Saint Realm, the stronger their cultivation, the easier it is to fall when entering. Moreover, beings who have not reached the Saint Realm face a nine-in-ten chance of death when entering."
Once, Ao Yi had also tried to enter the Yin-Yang Sea to seek the opportunities left by the Divine Dragon Clan.
But every time, he only reached the edge before he had to flee back.
Ao Yi had never ventured deep into the Yin-Yang Sea, but through repeated explorations, his understanding of it surpassed anyone else's.
"In other words, the best time to enter the Yin-Yang Sea is just after a cultivator has stepped into the Saint Realm?"
"Exactly."
Ao Jing suddenly understood and said, "No wonder the Devouring Demon Dragon's first act upon reaching the Saint Realm was to go to the Yin-Yang Sea. He must understand its characteristics. And he must also know that there is some extraordinary treasure in the Yin-Yang Sea."
Ao Yi nodded and took a deep breath. "This time, it is also Yan'er's opportunity. It all depends on who will win in the contest between Zhang Ruochen and the Devouring Demon Dragon."
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The space wormhole leading to the Yin-Yang Sea was located among a range of yellowish-brown mountains, suspended thirty-odd zhang above the valley floor.
There were no guards here.
The Yin-Yang Sea was itself a forbidden death zone. Any creature daring to go there was a desperado. Moreover, over ninety percent never returned, so the Dragon-Human Half-Blood Clan simply couldn't be bothered to guard it.
Zhang Ruochen stood beneath the space wormhole and smiled. "Do you think the Death Knight will find this place?"
"Not just the Death Knight; even the Devouring Demon Dragon might chase after us," Xiao Hei said.
Ao Xinyan reminded Zhang Ruochen, "Among the savage beasts, there are some races with extraordinary spiritual senses that have terrifying tracking abilities. It wouldn't be strange if the Devouring Demon Dragon really does catch up."
Zhang Ruochen seemed unconcerned and laughed. "When it comes to tracking, who can compare to the Wine Madman? Huh? Where did the Wine Madman go? Why hasn't he caught up?"
Xiao Hei chuckled. "That old fellow is probably too scared to go to the Yin-Yang Sea."
"Who says I'm scared?"
A hoarse voice like a drake's came from afar.
Then, Zhang Ruochen and Ao Xinyan saw the Wine Madman slowly emerge from behind a yellowish-brown pile of rocks, holding a space ring in his hand with a delighted expression.
"Where did you go?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
The Wine Madman glanced at Ao Xinyan, reluctant to answer Zhang Ruochen's question, and said, "Let's go. I've also wanted to see the Yin-Yang Sea for a long time. It's perfect to go together."
Ao Xinyan found the Wine Madman suspicious and stared at the space ring in his hand. "You didn't steal something from the Dragon-Human Half-Blood Clan again, did you?"
"No."
The Wine Madman denied it outright, speaking righteously. "I just took some wine from the cellar. I'll definitely return it later. Saying 'steal' sounds so unpleasant."
"Shua!"
Xiao Hei turned into a black shadow and shot out, reaching out a claw mid-air to snatch the space ring from the Wine Madman's hand.
He injected spiritual power into the space ring to inspect it and then let out a strange cry. "Old fellow, you call this 'taking some wine'? You've practically emptied the Dragon-Human Half-Blood Clan's wine cellar!"
"Give it back to me!"
The Wine Madman was so angry his teeth clenched. He immediately chased after Xiao Hei, running faster than a mad dog, and caught up in an instant, snatching the space ring back.
Afraid it might be taken again, he swallowed it whole.
The Wine Madman waved his hand at Zhang Ruochen and Ao Xinyan. "It's nothing. That fat cat is just talking nonsense. How could I be so ruthless? I wouldn't empty the Dragon-Human Half-Blood Clan's wine cellar. I couldn't do such a thing."
Not only did Ao Xinyan not believe him, but even Zhang Ruochen found his words hard to trust.
Ao Xinyan drew her sacred sword and pointed it at the Wine Madman. "Every type of wine in the Dragon-Human Half-Blood Clan's cellar is extremely precious and priceless. Hand it over immediately, or I, the princess, will have no end of trouble with you."
The Wine Madman let out a long sigh. "What's the point of arguing with a madman like me? Oh, by the way, I just saw a large group of experts from Ancestor Dragon Mountain heading this way. Let's go to the Yin-Yang Sea first. We can talk about returning the wine later."
Zhang Ruochen's heart stirred. He opened his Heavenly Eye and looked toward Shenmengze, indeed seeing a mass of black cloud energy rushing rapidly in this direction.
"There really is a large group of experts coming."
Zhang Ruochen didn't want to clash head-on with the savage beasts of Ancestor Dragon Mountain for now. He pulled Ao Xinyan and was the first to rush into the space wormhole.
Then, the Wine Madman and Xiao Hei stepped in one after another.
"Huala."
In an instant, Zhang Ruochen and the others crossed three million li of space, entering the depths of the wasteland and appearing above the Yin-Yang Sea.
As soon as they emerged from the wormhole space, a bone-chilling cold air rushed toward them.
Even with Zhang Ruochen's cultivation, his body was instantly sealed in a layer of ice.
"Pa!"
Zhang Ruochen shattered the ice, released his Sacred Soul Domain, and protected his body, blocking the cold air surging from all directions.
"So cold. If a cultivator hasn't reached the Half-Saint Realm, they would probably freeze solid in an instant," Zhang Ruochen said.
Ao Xinyan was not visiting the Yin-Yang Sea for the first time, so as soon as she exited the space wormhole, she immediately propped up her Sacred Soul Domain.
She said, "This isn't even the Yin-Yang Sea yet, just the outer area. It's said that once you truly enter the Yin-Yang Sea, it will be even colder."
Xiao Hei said, "During the day, the Yin-Yang Sea is as hot as being inside a furnace. At night, it's a frozen wasteland where even Half-Saints would freeze to death. Right now, it should be the night of the Yin-Yang Sea."
The Wine Madman shivered from the cold, his hair and beard covered in a layer of white frost. "Legend has it that when the last divine dragon was dying, it activated a forbidden formation and cut off the path into the Yin-Yang Sea. Why are you all coming here? Could it be... you're looking for some incredible treasure?"
The Wine Madman's eyes grew bright and gleaming.