After the birth of the Honghuang Continent, it has gone through vicissitudes of life and changes in the world to the ancient era. In those days, there were vast primeval forests between heaven and earth, and vast lakes with few living creatures. However, the most common are the continuous mountains. The difference is that there is a different stone on this continent that can be called Xuanzhu. At that time, it was said that there were four major Xuanzhu between heaven and earth: Cangling Bead, Body Source Bead, Imperial Bead and Cold Water Bead.

In ancient times, the powerful people of the Spirit Race obtained the Cang Ling Bead on an ice-covered snow-capped mountain called Fenghui Island in the extreme north of the Divine Islands. Discovering that this bead has the wonderful ability to help the clansmen accelerate the awakening of spiritual power, he brought it back to the island of pregnant spirits. It is enshrined in the Spirit King Palace, a white marble god case, with the passage of time, the stone skin on the surface of the spirit stone gradually falls off, revealing the yellowed inside. Suddenly, a bright pearl with a dazzling brilliance was displayed in front of the clansmen.

The appearance of the spirit bead is as smooth as the immature skin of a newborn baby, and it seems to be blown and broken, but it is actually as hard as iron. What's even more wonderful is that the soft light that slowly shoots out from the surface of the Cangling Bead slowly passes through the void and goes straight into the sky, and when it reaches a certain height in the sky, it refracts down like a bird falling into the clouds, as if it has been calculated and accurately enveloped the entire island of the gods. At that moment, the entire people of the islands of the gods felt the gentle but soft light that had the effect of cleansing the essence and marrow. The soft beam of light combined with the sunlight slowly sowed down from the sky, like a silk poplar branch nectar falling from a jade bottle. For a while, everyone in the Spirit Clan could feel a primitive movement growing in their bodies, and those disciples who cultivated spiritual power bore the brunt of it, and their cultivation was even more rapid in their cultivation. Since then, this mysterious Cang Ling Bead has become a totem worshiped by the entire Spirit Clan.

At this time, the Spiritual Island at the northwest end of the Kamino Islands.

Lingjue Yang Nantian is standing on a stone staircase paved with gold and jade on the Lingjue Palace, which is located at the highest point in the center of the entire hall. Standing on it, you can overlook the whole hall and even see the flat training ground outside the temple gate. I don't know when Yang Nantian habitually stood here, as if standing here, he was the master of this Spirit Island and even the entire God Island.

At this time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the temple gate, and when Yang Nantian slowly turned around, he saw Yang Feng standing at the bottom of the stone steps with a resolute face.

"Lingjue, that kid has been stabbed in the chest by me with the Soul Breaking Demon Snake Sword, and all his internal organs have been smashed into pieces and fallen into the depths of the Spirit Sea. He seemed to know what Yang Nantian was asking, and then paused and added: "Even if the Great Luo Immortal comes now, he can't save him." ”

"It's a good job, it's not in vain that I have cultivated you, go to the Spirit Hall to get a volume of high-level spiritual arts. That's what I used to ask for from the old ghost on Spirit Island, and you know how stingy that old thing is. ”

Yang Feng was suddenly overjoyed, and hurriedly retreated in the direction of the Spirit Hall.

The island of the gods, the island of the spirit.

The largest island is as calm as ever. In the quiet study room in the Spirit King Palace, the contemporary God King Yang Ling Tian was still sitting there as always. His preference for quiet may be due to his personality.

"What?, Yang is dead?" he was shocked when he heard Ling Shuai Yang Zhan's report.

"I heard that he was killed by a disciple of the Spirit Phantom Guard named Yang Feng with the Soul Breaking Demon Snake Sword through the chest. Yang Zhan continued.

"Even if Yang Inferior injured his son, he Yang Lingtian shouldn't have done such a vicious act. Do you really think that Spirit Fantasy Island belongs to him alone?" Yang Lingtian was furious in his heart, and immediately sighed and said, "This person has to be guarded against!"

However, the dead man they spoke of was still alive and well.

The Central Plains Domain, the most densely populated region of the Terran Continent, is located in the eastern part of the Flood Continent, bordered by the Extreme North Domain frozen in all seasons in the north, the Xiliang Domain, a fierce land infested by evil clans in the west, and the Southern Mang Domain, which is surrounded by monsters and giant clans in the south. It can really be said that he is surrounded by enemies on all sides and is controlled everywhere. However, fortunately, human beings are born with outstanding intelligence and extremely high understanding, even if they are subject to a weak body, there is no lack of cultivation to reach the heavens and dominate the clouds. Therefore, after hundreds of years of development, the human race in the Central Plains has faintly become the ruler of this continent.

Dongcangzhou is located in the northeast of the Central Plains, and is a relatively vast and prosperous state bordered by the Linghai Sea in the east. In the Central Plains, the ancient sect Yuancangmen, which was regarded as a first-class cultivation vitality, was located here.

At this time, a young man named Yang Lie in his early twenties in the sect was waking up from his sleep, and after getting out of bed, he was still sitting lazily on the edge of the bed yawning, refusing to stand up for a long time. The originally fair and handsome face was even more listless because of this laziness, and there was even a slight hint of sickness on the thin body.

Originally, the rules of the Yuan Cangmen only accepted disciples who could cultivate to the Yuan Realm at the age of sixteen, which was equivalent to a period of spiritual power. A person like Yang Lie, who was twenty-one years old and had not yet reached the Yuan Capture Realm, was a complete waste in the eyes of the Yuan Cangmen elders. But Yang Lie is the fifth son of the state lord Yang Yuanhao, although the state lord can't manage such a big sect as Yuancangmen, but it's good that your Yuancangmen is in the boundary of Dongcangzhou, and the state lord has to come in, so you can't give this face, right? So Yuancangmen had to reluctantly accept Yang Lie, the waste in their eyes.

Yang Lie rubbed his eyes that hadn't opened much, and saw the sky outside the window, which was actually bright, but he insisted on hinting to himself: "It's not dawn yet." I'm so sleepy, why are you so sleepy, I didn't sleepwalk last night. Whatever, keep sleeping!" Yang Lie, who had just struggled to get up, fell into a dead pig-like coma in a blink of an eye.