The time of dawn had just passed. The Great Tang Dynasty's Seven Stars Mountain Range, Seven Stars Sect!
The number one mountain range in the western part of the Great Tang Dynasty was connected to a thousand li of land. It was like a dragon lying dormant in the ground, moving towards the north and south, spanning three places in the Great Tang Dynasty: Xi Shu, Long An, and Jing.
There were countless palaces, dojos, pavilions, white apes, cranes, and other such things in the mountain, all of them had the charm of a holy land of immortals!
After three thousand years of development, the Seven Stars Sect had already become a colossal existence. It was one of the nine great sects of the Great Tang Dynasty, dominating one of the nine great sects of the West, Long An, and Street Pavilion, three places with over a million disciples, and even the Great Tang Imperial Family, Li Clan, would have to sell its face to others, not daring to offend them. In the three places of Shu, Long An, and Street Pavilion, there was no lack of a master in the world.
In the Qi Si Valley, it was more accurate to call it the Corpse Valley, a place where all the living targets in the Seven Stars Sect were thrown away!
It could be said that the lowest group of people in the Seven Stars Sect were worse than even the pigs and sheep that had been raised. Every day, there would be a live target that would be beaten to death and then thrown into this Qi Si Valley to die, where it would be better luck. If one met a servant disciple who had a good heart, then there might even be a grave for them to rest on, but if they were unlucky, they would just casually throw it into the Qi Si Valley, allowing the wind to blow the wild beasts, the vultures to gnaw the food.
Under the moonlight, a youth dressed in a black gown, with delicate features and a hint of childishness, was carrying a middle-aged man whose entire body was covered in blood, and whose steps were somewhat unsteady as he staggered towards Qi Si Valley!
Yang Fan — A service disciple who had only entered the Seven Stars Sect for less than a year, and the middle-aged man behind him was the lowliest, most powerless living target in the Seven Stars Sect!
"Phew..." "Hu …" His sweat was like the rain, wetting his clothes. Although he was not a mortal, but a martial artist with opened Heaven Meridians, his cultivation was still a bit shallow. Carrying these 100 jin live targets on his back, he walked dozens of miles in a single breath, almost reaching his limit.
At this moment.
"Rumble!", "Rumble!", "Rumble!".
Thunder rumbled. The dark clouds were like black dragons, twisting and entangling in the air. Streaks of lightning suddenly stabbed down like sharp swords, slicing through the night and splitting the clouds apart.
These black clouds were piled up in layers. At this moment, they were like a huge island, pressing down towards the ground.
"The Six Moons Heaven, it really changes just like that …" Yang Fan's face slightly changed, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.
Just at that moment!
All of a sudden, a dazzling white light streaked through the air. Yang Fan subconsciously closed his eyes, and a loud sound rang out. The waves of Qi roiled about, as though a tidal wave was crashing against his body.
Yang Fan was caught off guard and immediately flew out, and the servant's corpse on his back flew even further away.
With a flick of his eyelids, a huge pit with a diameter of several feet appeared in front of him. The hole was a few feet deep and was charred black.
"This was struck by lightning!" Yang Fan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and immediately felt a lingering fear. If he was just a little bit more off, he would have already been chipped into charcoal!
"Why did Keke's lightning suddenly strike down?" Yang Fan subconsciously raised his head to look at the sky. This glance immediately caused his heart to palpitate.
At that moment, the sky seemed to have turned into an endless vortex. Dark clouds rolled in the sky like long black dragons. Thunder rumbled within the black clouds and flashes of lightning could be seen occasionally. The rumbling caused the sky and the earth to tremble.
This terrifying scene was something Yang Fan had never even heard of, not to mention seeing it. It scared him so much that his legs were trembling, as if he could collapse at any moment.
Just at that moment!
At this moment, it was as if all the space in the surroundings had frozen up at once. Thunder rumbled, as if a heavy hammer had struck at one's heart, lightning flashed, and several hideous holes seemed to have been torn in the night sky!
Ka-cha! *
Lightning flashed through the clouds like a dragon soaring through the sky. With a 'shua' sound, it tore the night sky apart.
The thick, black clouds parted on both sides, revealing streaks of terrifying lightning.
"Heaven's might is immeasurable!" Yang Fan looked up at the sky, his heart filled with boundless reverence.
"Rumble!"
The lightning dragons clashed against each other. Instantly, electric currents filled the skies as deafening sounds of thunder rumbled. The heaven and earth seemed to tremble, and Yang Fan could even feel the ground beneath his feet shaking.
The rumbling thunder seemed to have hit every part of his body, Yang Fan's heart seemed to have stopped beating for a moment, the blood in his body also stopped flowing, and death seemed to be right in front of his eyes!
At this moment.
"Rumble!"
Like a meteorite falling to the ground, it gave off an imposing aura, causing the trees in the mountains to sway left and right, and the surrounding scenery immediately turned into the simplest black and white in the world. The strong wind was like a knife, as it rushed towards Yang Fan, the purple thunder arrived in the blink of an eye, like countless fine rain, and instantly pierced into the bones of his four limbs, penetrating deep into his marrow!
An indescribable pain violently struck on Yang Fan's cerebral cortex, as if millions of ants were devouring his heart, making him wish that he could just die. At this moment, Yang Fan deeply felt what it meant to have a life worse than death!
An unknown amount of time passed. Perhaps it was just a moment, or perhaps it was ten thousand years.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
Yang Fan felt as if something exploded in his brain, and then he saw countless information suddenly rush into his sea of consciousness. However, before he could check, the scene in front of his eyes suddenly changed, and the pain that was a thousand times more terrifying than being cut into pieces or executed in a short period of time disappeared without a trace. Yang Fan was shocked to discover that he was already floating under the starry sky.
Countless stars were scattered about, some were flat, and some were spiraling. The milky way was bright and long. Huge meteorites dragged their long tails through the void, and the silent Yang Fan who was inside was like a tiny speck of dust!
"This... Where is this place? How could I be in the universe? " Yang Fan looked around blankly, his heart thumping wildly. Suddenly, as he looked into the distance, he felt all the blood in his body stop flowing.
In the endless starry sky, countless experts fought with their lives on the line. These experts were shockingly powerful, even the strongest martial artists that Yang Fan knew were not as strong as them. With just a wave of their hands, the stars shattered and space vanished.
In front of these god-like powerful warriors, Yang Fan only felt that he was not even comparable to ants that could be casually killed on the ground.
Terrifying! Yang Fan felt his whole body go soft, and his teeth chattered uncontrollably, his body constantly shaking. If not for that mysterious force supporting him, he would have already collapsed like a pile of mud.
Suddenly, a rumbling sound could be heard!
Countless mysterious runes exploded in Yang Fan's mind, "Heaven Devouring Earth Devour." "Magic, seize the good fortune of heaven and earth, devour the blood essence of all spirits, build a supreme sacred meridian, and preserve the foundation of this world."