The Immortal Realm, the vast South China Sea, is endless, as if there is no end.

In the deepest part of the South China Sea, in a strange sea area, it is not rippling blue waves, the entire sea water is actually golden, and the sea surface is unusually calm, not even a trace of waves are visible, and the whole ocean is lifeless without any breath of life, like a sea of undead.

An indescribable sense of depression rushed from the dark sky to here, and the dark clouds rolled, and the dark clouds were about to fall to the sea.

It seems that a storm is coming......

The ink clouds rolled, there was no light between the heavens and the earth for an instant, and endless darkness shrouded down, like the curtain of death fell, and bursts of terrifying aura instantly filled the heavens and the earth.

The dark clouds above the sky rolled, the thunder and light erupted, blazing incomparably, and the lightning suddenly slashed down, passing through the endless darkness, which seemed extremely evil.

"Boom!"

Golden lightning pierced the sky, and ten thousand thunderbolts rang out in the sky. Thunder roared, lightning crossed the sky, and the time between heaven and earth was as bright as day, dazzling, like a starry sky shaking down, terrifying and terrifying.

Call...... Roar......

The wind roared between heaven and earth, the calm sea fell into a rage, the deafening tsunami sounded, the endless ocean rose and fell, the waves crashed on the shore, and the angry waves washed the sky. The golden waters intertwined with blazing lightning, turning into torrential rain that flew all over the sky.

I don't know how long it will take, the clouds will disperse, the storm will clear, and finally the heavens and the earth will return to calm.

Above the sky, a clear light poured out, and without a sound, the void cracked, and a huge passage appeared.

Xuan Qian walked out of the passage, his eyes opened and closed, leaving two long white marks in the void, and he didn't know where he penetrated.

This is a trace of his divine thoughts, just a wisp, but it instantly fills the entire heaven and earth, like a galaxy in the sky, sweeping in all directions.

The vastness of coercion changed the color of the heavens and the earth, and the unimaginable fluctuations were so terrifying that they swept across the Eight Desolations and Liuhe, gaining insight into everything.

"Forbidden Sea!"

The golden sea is unusually calm, but the occasional wave of the earth can feel a devastating aura, and it seems that the entire forbidden sea contains unimaginable power.

Since coming here, Xuan Qian has felt a sense of rejection and oppression.

It wasn't deliberately targeted, it was more like a leak of a little qi, which made him also affected and felt vaguely suppressed.

However, the Heavenly Tablet Mystery Law in his body was running more and more smoothly.

The shadow of the scar imprinted in his heart trembled, and something seemed to echo in front of him.

"The power of the Celestial Monument?"

In the middle of his thoughts, he stepped out, the heavens and the earth moved, the universe changed, and he came to the front of an island, and the primitive breath of the desolation came to his face.

Dragon Island!

Like a green pearl in the depths of the sea, the whole island is verdant and lush. Filled with infinite vitality, towering ancient trees and thousand-year-old vines can be seen everywhere, and the roar of brute beasts comes and goes, this is an ancient island that has been sealed for endless years, and there is a race that is almost forgotten in it, the dragon race.

The Forbidden Sea is a seal that traps the entire dragon clan in the Dragon Island, completely isolated from the outside world.

The second Heavenly Monument on Dragon Island suppressed the Dragon Clan's sanity and strength, making the powerful races that occupied a place in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds could only survive here like brute beasts.

Xuan Qian knew that there was an old ancestral dragon on the Dragon Island, but he did not hide the traces, the divine thoughts probed, in addition to avoiding the Dragon Clan's holy mountain to show his attitude, the vast divine thoughts instantly covered the entire Dragon Island, looking for the traces of the second heavenly monument.

"Strange ancestral god!"

"Familiar power!"

"Which old man has returned?"

The sacred mountain of the dragon clan is majestic and majestic, and the momentum is overwhelming, like a huge divine pillar supporting heaven and earth.

An old dragon that had fallen into a deep sleep suddenly woke up and opened his eyes......

"Here!"

Xuan Qian's heart moved slightly, and he descended on Dragon Island, and in front of him, there was a vast sea of white bones, and the snow-white bones were as endless as snow.

Endless bones covered the earth, and the sea of bones didn't know how long it had existed, many of the white bones had been weathered and shattered, and a thick layer of snow-white bone powder was deposited on the ground, and every inch of the land was white, without any vegetation to speak of.

A sinister aura permeated the sea of bones, and faintly even the sound of fighting and shouting could be heard, as if there were immortal souls still fighting across endless years.

In the depths of this sea of bones, a huge stone monument stood majestically, swirling with banded black clouds, emitting demonic fluctuations.

Xuan Qian walked in the sea of bones, bursts of evil qi were filled, the deeper he advanced, the heavier the evil qi became, and when he finally approached the heavenly monument, the black mist was almost substantial, forming a torrent of energy to block the front, and there was a destructive force that turned this place into a forbidden area of life.

He stopped here, it's not that he can't move forward, under this vast fluctuation, for others it is a forbidden place of life, there is no return, but for him, it is just a way.

It's just that Xuan Qian suddenly remembered that there was another system in the Immortal Realm, that is, the path of evolution in the Death World. This boundless sea of bones seems to have some connection with that system.

From this, he thought of the ancestral god of the stone man road condensing the stone city for transformation, and a thought suddenly emerged.

"Is this a different path of metamorphosis?"

This idea is very abrupt, there is no basis before and after, it is more like the result of a flash of inspiration, but Xuan Qian did not ignore it, and wrote down this inspiration, ready to verify it later.

Talent and resources are naturally important on the path of cultivation, but sometimes a little inspiration that suddenly bursts out may not bring greater surprises.

Especially when you are stuck in a bottleneck or have no way forward, this kind of inspiration may not fail to bring new directions and inspiration.

"Life and death come to an end is the road to heaven, the road of death evolution, rebirth against death, and the stone man road is also to be reborn in silence, nirvana transformation ......"

Xuan Qian vaguely grasped a trace of vein, so he no longer paid attention to the sea of bones, and his eyes fell on the heavenly monument again.

He took a step forward, and a terrifying vortex of energy suddenly erupted, and the vast fluctuations spread in all directions, and the great power was like a sky of stars falling to the earth, like the end of the world.

Xuan Qian continued to move forward, and the vast coercion was like a breeze blowing on his face to him, and it had no effect.

Breaking through the black fog, the heavenly monument has come into view, different from the Yellow River monument seen, this stele is 100 meters high, standing in the middle of the sea of bones, full of the vicissitudes of time, giving people a feeling of infinite time.

On the front of the stele, there are four ancient characters engraved on the seal, exuding hazy fluctuations, so that even people who do not know this ancient text can understand the meaning of the ancient characters for the first time - Yongzhen Dragon Island.

"It should be the Dead City of Yongzhen!"

Xuan Qian knew this period of the past and knew the root cause of the dragon's miserable situation.

He turned to the back of the stele and saw the follow-up of the Heavenly Stele's mystical method.

With the inscription in mind, Xuan Qian did not immediately try to imprint the heavenly marks contained in it.

The Heavenly Monument comes from the hand of the Supreme Emperor, it is a holy relic of the heavens, and its power is immeasurable.

When he was in Kyushu, he could rest assured that he knew that at the current node, the ancestral gods on the Kyushu side would either recuperate in a hidden place and transform into Nirvana. Either they all gather in the Immortal Realm and prepare for a big situation, and they will not appear in Kyushu.

There is still an old ancestral dragon on the Dragon Island, although his life is short, but he can still take action under the suppression of the Heavenly Monument. With full force exploding, it is enough to exert the power of the ancestral god level. If he fought alone, Xuan Qian was naturally fearless, but if he was engaged in his mind, Old Ancestor Dragon could pose a threat to him.

Xuan Qian knew that there were camps in this world, and although he had been contaminated with the breath of Kyushu through the cultivation of the Heavenly Tablet Mystic Method, he was still a strange existence to the ancestral gods of Kyushu.

Now he was going to meet the old ancestor dragon and eliminate this hidden danger.