The Yinfeng Ridge is eight hundred miles of mountains, and the highest peak in the center is slightly north, where Hu Chu borrowed land to recuperate, but now it has become a big lake with a radius of 100 miles.

Yinfeng Ridge was renamed Yinfeng Lake because of Wang Hailong's first battle that year.

Yinfeng Lake is surrounded by mountains on three sides and connected to the sea on one side.

Surrounded by mountains, the blue water of the lake, like a mirror, is reflected in the surrounding pines and cypresses.

Looking from the sky, the little bit of Yinfeng Lake is as blue as a sapphire lying in the thick green, and the scenery is breathtaking.

Wang Hailong stood in the air, standing above Yinfeng Lake and looking down at his feet, his divine sense unscrupulously searching for every grass, tree, bird and beast in the mountains for eight hundred miles.

Within the entire Yinfeng Ridge for eight hundred miles, there were only ordinary beasts and birds, and occasionally one or two hunters hunted, but there was no more fierce beast, and this place turned out to be a forbidden area for fierce beasts.

It can be seen that after the battle of Wang Hailong's Wanmen Array, the psychological shadow area left for the fierce beast was huge.

At the edge of the continuous mountains, Wang Hailong was surprised to find that there were several small human villages.

In the past, the entire Yin Feng Ridge and the surrounding Yin Feng Ridge within a radius of thousands of miles were the territory of demon cultivators, and ordinary people did not dare to step into it easily.

Wang Hailong's thoughts moved, and his divine consciousness shrouded towards the small human village.

A village of 100 hunters, and in a clearing square surrounded by simple wooden houses, stands the only all-stone building in a small village.

On the pedestal of more than 20 square meters of stone blocks, a stone statue nearly 10 meters high.

The stone statue looked up to the sky and roared, a blood-red long knife in his hand pointing high at the sky.

How did Wang Hailong think that the only stone building in this small village was like an altar in Mengshan Village, Luzhou, Beiju.

It's just that on the base of the altar in Mengshan Village, there is a towering stone tablet, and on the base of the altar in this small mountain village stands a stone statue.

Wang Hailong couldn't help but show a strange expression on his face, this stone statue can't be him, right?

If the stone statue is really his king Hailong, then who made a statue for him here?

Could it be that the people from Mengshan Village came to Yinfeng Ridge?

Wang Hailong thought about it for a moment and denied this speculation.

The people of Mengshan Village are simply not capable of trekking millions of miles to Yinfeng Ridge.

Not to mention that the road is too far, just from Beiju Luzhou to Xihe Niuzhou, the countless demon cultivators encountered along the way can make all the people in Mengshan Village die halfway.

What's more, now the people of Mengshan Village are probably trying to find a way to dissociate themselves from Wang Hailong, so how can they take trouble to make a statue of him?

Wang Hailong couldn't figure it out, and he didn't go to the small mountain villa to ask for a clear idea.

No matter what the reason, Wang Hailong doesn't plan to have any unrelated relationship with anyone in this world.

Otherwise, it can only harm others and oneself.

Letting go of the doubts in his heart, Wang Hailong slowly descended from the sky and trekked through the mountains on foot, releasing his divine sense to search every inch of land.

The place where the array was buried back then has now changed the surrounding environment and landform.

The arrays buried in the ground were also fragmented, and Wang Hailong walked through them one by one and found that there were artificial excavations in many places.

In the excavated places, not even a fragment of the array disk can be found.

Was this taken away?

Wang Hailong sneered.

If you can deduce the theory of the five elements of Shengke only from the fragments of the array disk, communicate with the divine sense, communicate the aura of heaven and earth, and identify the attributes of the five elements of all things, so as to refine the array disk, then Wang Hailong naturally has nothing to say.

A figure swept through the sky, clearly appearing in Wang Hailong's divine consciousness.

Without looking up, Wang Hailong confirmed that the figure passing from the sky was a demon cultivator.

Wang Hailong's divine sense locked onto the demon cultivator who flew by, and found that it was a demon cultivator who had just transformed not long ago, and his realm had not yet stabilized.

The demon cultivator locked his divine sense on Wang Hailong, but he didn't realize anything, flew over the top of Wang Hailong's head, and slowly landed in the deep mountains less than a hundred miles away from Wang Hailong, and began to search on the ground.

As soon as the figure of the demon cultivator disappeared, another figure flew from the sky, came to the sky above the Yin Wind Lake in the blink of an eye, and landed in the deep mountains.

This time it was a human cultivator, Wang Hailong released his divine sense to envelop the past, and found that the cultivation realm of human cultivation was similar to that of Hu Chuyi, slightly worse than Hu Chuyi, and not too much.

As soon as the Terran monk stepped into the ground with both feet, he immediately released his divine sense like a demon cultivator, and began to search the ground inch by inch.

Wang Hailong withdrew his divine sense of exploration, and there was no need to look at it, this Terran monk also came to find the fragments of the array disk.

Wang Hailong frowned slightly, judging from the current situation, the attraction of the Ten Thousand Gate Array to the cultivators of this world, whether it was a human race or a demon cultivator, was underestimated.

This is not a good thing, the greater the attraction of the Ten Thousand Gate Array to the monks, the more people will peep at Wang Hailong.

Wang Hailong was about to leave Yinfeng Lake, and he had searched every inch of the area around Yinfeng Lake, and he didn't find any clues about Xiaoya except for the white bones buried at the bottom of the lake and in the mountains.

With Wang Hailong's current divine consciousness strength, even if Xiaoya is dead, as long as there are Xiaoya's bones, Wang Hailong can distinguish Xiaoya's breath from the bones.

The lack of Xiaoya's bones made Wang Hailong feel a little more hopeful in his heart.

Looking up at the gloomy white clouds, Wang Hailong let out a sigh of relief.

It is better to know whether you are dead than to be sure that you are dead.

Xiaoya's whereabouts are unknown, Wang Hailong's first thought is the small valley where Xiaoya once lived, Xiaoya's home.

Wang Hailong soared into the air, streaked an afterimage in the air, and left the Yin Wind Lake.

The person who was searching for the fragments of the array disk looked up in the direction that Wang Hailong left, and his divine sense followed closely, but he didn't find anything.

Along the way, Wang Hailong kept encountering monks who rushed to Yinfeng Lake from other places, and there were monks who happened to meet Wang Hailong head-on, but he just glanced in Wang Hailong's direction, thinking that Wang Hailong was also a monk who went to Yinfeng Lake to search for the array, and then passed by silently.

Back then, it took nearly half a month to fly, but now in just half a day, Wang Hailong came to the small valley where Xiaoya once lived.

The small valley that was full of blood and ruins is now unexpectedly prosperous.

In a small valley surrounded by mountains on three sides, there are many houses, and it is roughly estimated that there are thousands of households.

Wang Hailong floated in mid-air, looking at the lively small valley under his feet in surprise, and his divine consciousness spread out.

I found an acquaintance in the small valley, and when I went to the nameless town with Xiaoya to exchange daily necessities, the people in the town I met settled in the small valley.

Among them was the attic owner who had one of his ears torn off, and it seemed that even his shop had been moved to the valley.

It's just that I searched the entire small valley, and I didn't see any trace of Xiaoya.