Song Yan was montarily stunned...
Understanding has dawned, he knows not to reveal anything about the "Formless Race," but what does "do not let him cultivate" even an?
Before he could speak, the Ancient Formless Ancestor, Feng Chengzi, in the Faceless Mask was already fuming with rage.
"A calamity for the family, a calamity for the family... Who gave him the authority to prohibit my descendants from cultivation?"
Song Yan said calmly, "Listen closely, the child in your womb carries the bloodline of the Formless Ancient Race. You may not know what the Formless Ancient Race is, but you only need to know that should these four words be leaked, you... will neither be able to live nor die. Unless one day, you encounter other mbers of the Formless Race."
"Formless Ancient Race..." Xing'Er muttered this unfamiliar term.
Feng Chengzi then shouted from within the mask, "Zhang Han, leave so cultivation techniques for my descendants to cultivate."
Song Yan responded, "Already prepared," and then took out a storage bag, handing it to Xing'Er, saying, "Inside are so cultivation techniques of the Formless Ancient Race, and resources, how to utilize them... as a mother, you should ponder carefully.
Whether mother rises with child's prestige soaring high or perishes with the path dissipating and soul shattering, all depends on a single thought. This is both a danger and a great opportunity, make the most of it."
Trembling, Xing'Er received the storage bag, respectfully responding, "Thank... you, Ancestor."
Once these words were spoken, Song Yan had already left, striding away.
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Within the Faceless Mask, the highest level secret technique of the early stage of the Purple Mansion was "unlocked."
Song Yan looked over, and saw a line erge on the cover———— "Mind Escape Technique."
An unremarkable na, yet it contained the word "escape."
Song Xuan read it carefully, growing more pleased as he read.
This "Mind Escape Technique" states: By rging into thoughts, one can escape far in an instant. The thoughts it can attach to are not limited to "killer thoughts" but can also be used for "protective thoughts," "my thoughts."
More remarkably, the "Mind Escape Technique" does not conflict with the "Five Elents Escape Technique," since the carriers are different.
In other words, you can completely let your thoughts utilize the "Five Elents Escape Technique," and then use Mind Escape on this "thought that has used the Five Elents Escape Technique."
This can be considered double acceleration.
In addition, if the "Mind Escape Technique" is attached to "my thoughts," it can produce other variables, which is—to hide within my thoughts.
In this way, you can completely hide within the divine soul of others without being discovered by them. This point is almost indistinguishable from the Divine Infant realm.
He spent so ti transferring the "Mind Escape Technique" onto a panel, then spent a full 600 years cultivating it to perfection.
Feeling the shortcoming of his "speed" being redied, he let out a long sigh and felt quite good.
At this mont, Feng Chengzi in the Faceless Mask suddenly asked, "How could you use the Blood Slave Ancient Talisman?"
Song Yan laughed, "As I said, I am a mber of the Formless Race, and you didn't believe , what could I do?"
Feng Chengzi comnted strangely, "Are you saying that you cultivated this after seeing it in the library?"
Song Yan nodded with a smile.
Feng Chengzi laughed with a "hmm hmm hmm," then burst into laughter, finally saying, "Clumsy!"
Song Yan knew the old man's remark implied his lie was too obvious.
He had done it deliberately, with no intention to argue, rely smiled, looked out the window, and saw the peach tree was already budding.
Spring has arrived, and before long, he would turn Wu Liantian into a blood slave too and teach him the "Evil Tide Skill," then it would be ti to set off for the Mountain and Sea Demon Country.
Though he did not know what the Soul Threshold of the Chaotic King truly looked like.
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Over a month later.
Song Yan set off with Tang Fan.
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About a year and a half later...
The two of them traversed the long journey, passing through several Mortal Realms under the control of the Fox and Wolf Races, until they finally reached their destination.
Though said to be the destination, it was still not the entrance to the "Soul Threshold of the Chaotic King."
At the foot of the desolate yellow earth cliffs, a large army was stationed.
The armor of ten thousand glinted coldly, banners waved in the wind.
The words "Xiongwei" appeared amidst the unfolding scene, swaying in the breeze.
This was within the territory of the vassal state Xiongwei Kingdom of the Dragon Bo Many-tailed Fox Race in the southern realm of the Soul Threshold of the Chaotic King.
Along the way, Song Yan had gained considerable understanding of this southern land of the Mountain and Sea Demon Country, at least the outline of the territory map of the Fox and Wolf Races.
The two races ruled over no less than fifteen Mortal Realms, and these realms were within the territory of the Mountain and Sea Demon Race, not counting Great Chu, the Three Kingdoms, etc...
Originally, the fifteen Mortal Realms were governed by the Fox, Wolf, and Tiger Races.
But since the Tiger Race's annihilation, its lands have been divided by the Fox and Wolf.
From a high vantage point, the territories of the two races resemble a bizarre scorpion with its head facing southwest and its tail raised northeast, with the "Soul Threshold of the Chaotic King" located in the center, surrounded by the territories of the two races, all currently... guarded by large armies.
The army of the Xiongwei Kingdom was one of them.
The forces below quickly noticed the two figures above.
Song Yan descended with Tang Fan, raising the Southern Land Passage Order previously given by the crying infant superior, and the leading general of Xiongwei Kingdom imdiately dismounted and knelt, then respectfully pointed the way.
After pointing the way, he added, "The crying infant superior has long entered within.
Before the superior entered, the road ahead was still smooth, but recently strange occurrences have started happening... I've lost many people consecutively, and the encampnt has had to retreat again and again. We have now retreated over ten miles, please be cautious, Upper Envoy."
With that, he suddenly "oh'd," as if recalling sothing, turned his head, and ordered in a mighty voice, "Bring the map!"
Imdiately, a scholar brought a scroll on which the terrain ahead was recorded.
The general said, "This entrance here is called Chopper Ridge, previously it was all part of a city domain.
Many years ago, it was lush with vegetation and teeming with wildlife, but now it has turned into a land of yellow sand, with many strange occurrences, causing the surrounding populace to have long relocated, leaving behind many deserted villages and lonely cities.
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