Chapter 215 Finding the Entrance
The deputy commander of the Suzaku Army walked up to Han Xu and said, "The Suzaku Army asks for orders, please give orders, Commander Han!"
Han Xu pondered for a moment and said, "Take your brothers to rest first, and then go to the Wushen Cult to take away all the valuables. If you can't take them away, burn them. From today on, the Wushen Cult is history.
"What about you?"
"I'll deal with the two fish that slipped through the net." Han Xu said.
"But what about the strength of the Wushen Cult's guardian elders?"
"Don't worry, Uncle Wei gave me the trump card. "
Hearing Han Xu talking about the King of Wei, the deputy commander no longer had any questions and immediately ordered the Suzaku Army to rest on the spot.
Every time the Red Flame Battle Formation was launched, the soldiers' fighting spirit and spiritual strength would be drawn, so after using the battle formation, the soldiers would feel tired, after all, most of them were not at a very high level.
Han Xu set foot on the Wushen Cult alone. Now he knew that the God of the Lost God Realm was an independent space. If he couldn't find the entrance, it would be impossible to enter the secret realm.
It can be said that hiding in the secret realm is the safest. The Wushen Cult sent Yang Xiu in, presumably to keep a fire.
Han Xu was sure that there must be an entrance to the God of the Lost God Realm in the Wushen Cult.
He closed his eyes and walked up the mountain road, constantly scanning the surroundings with his spiritual sense along the way, not missing even the smallest details .
The entrance to this secret realm is connected to the space channel. It may be a door, a bridge, or a flower, a grass, or even a grain of sand.
But no matter what form the entrance exists in, there must be a slight fluctuation of space power.
Along the way, Han Xu did not find anything with space power. Unknowingly, he had arrived at the gate of the Wushen Temple.
Han Xu opened his eyes, rubbed his head, and took a few deep breaths. This high-intensity spiritual search actually consumes a lot of energy.
After resting for a while, Han Xu was about to continue. Suddenly, he saw the two hundred-foot-high stone pillars outside the Wushen Temple, or to be more precise, the totems on them.
The totem used by the great elder of the Wushen Cult in battle is one of the totems carved on the stone pillars.
The two secrets of the Wushen Cult are the heavens. The first is the art of witchcraft. The heart-eating insect poison that Nichang was infected with was the witchcraft art passed down from the Wushen Sect. However, the witchcraft art is extremely poisonous and the conditions for cultivation are also very harsh. Before it is truly cultivated, the practitioner is often made half-human and half-ghost, so there are very few people practicing witchcraft now.
There is also a secret, which is the power of totem. According to the Wushen Sect, the power of totem is a gift from the Wushen. Through the totem, one can get the blessing of the Wushen and gain great power in a short period of time.
In Han Xu's view, the power of totem is nothing more than a talisman art similar to the Tiangang Fumo Gong. By carving array talismans, the power of heaven and earth is introduced into the body and temporarily used for oneself.
One is external release and the other is absorption, but the principle is actually the same.
The totems on these two stone pillars give Han Xu had a strange feeling. He didn't feel it at first glance, but now it seems that these totems are connected together, and they actually reveal a faint sealing power.
If these totems are not just for beauty, but contain this power, why didn't the Wushen Cult use them just now? After Han Xu's investigation, the power contained in these totems is very strong.
At the last moment of life and death, all available power should be used, but the elder did not move these two stone pillars, which can only explain one problem. The things sealed by these two stone pillars are extremely important to the Wushen Cult.
At this stage, the most important thing for the Wushen Cult is not the treasure, but the fire left behind, that is, Yang Xiu and Bifang. Therefore, Han Xu is almost certain that the entrance to the God of Relics is in the seal of these totems.
"Sword!" Han Xu raised his hand, and endless sword energy condensed in the space. The sword energy from all directions fell, and the totems on the surface of the stone pillars were destroyed in an instant.
Then, between the two stone pillars, a violent storm rolled up, and a tightly closed door appeared in the storm.
This door is not a physical object, and the strong spatial force indicates that it is a spatial door.
"Found it!"
Now the entrance is found, but Han Xu does not know how to open it, and he does not know how to control the spatial force.
When he was in trouble, Han Xu had an idea.
The blue Nanming Lihuo rose in his palm. Since the Lost God Realm was transformed from the body of the Vermillion Bird, the Vermillion Bird's natal divine fire must be able to open the door.
Sure enough, when the Nanming Divine Fire touched the spatial door, a brilliant light shone on the door, and countless light spots came from all directions, turning into red lines. These red lines were attached to the door and finally condensed into a lifelike Vermillion Bird.
There seemed to be a cry from ancient times. The Vermilion Bird on the door suddenly absorbed all the Nanming Lihuo and turned into a flaming Vermilion Bird that flapped its wings and flew up. At the same time, the space door slowly opened.
The Vermilion Bird circled in the air. Han Xu glanced at her and stepped into the space door. Just after he entered, the flaming Vermilion Bird also plunged in.
The space in front of him rotated and changed. When everything became clear, Han Xu found that he had arrived in the space of the lost gods.
His spiritual consciousness expanded and soon found Bifang and Yang Xiu on the top of the mountain.
Han Xu took off from the ground with a cloud ladder. After several steps in the air, he came to the outside of the cave on the top of the mountain.
Bifang and Yang Xiu were already standing outside the cave.
Bifang looked at Han Xu with hatred in his eyes. He was plotted against by a junior and the Nanming Lihuo was taken away.
Yang Xiu looked at Han Xu with no sadness or joy in his eyes. In his opinion, the Wushen Cult pushed Han Xu to the forefront. Perhaps once he left the southern border, he would face endless pursuit until death. It was reasonable for Han Xu to use the Suzaku Army to destroy the Wushen Cult.
If you want to blame someone, you can only blame the Wushen Cult for being inferior to others. They always thought that the King of Wei had allowed the Wushen Cult to do whatever they wanted for so many years because he was afraid of them. Little did they know that the King of Wei had the power to destroy the Wushen Cult in his hands. It was just that he had been discouraged and had no fighting spirit over the years and was too lazy to pay attention to them.
"Han Xu, I'm really surprised that you can find this place." Yang Xiu said, "But I'm more surprised that you can take the Nanming Lihuo from Elder Bifang."
"But these are not the most surprising things to me. What surprised me the most is that since you found the entrance to the Godly Land of the Lost God, you dared to come here alone instead of leading the Suzaku Army."
Bifang gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, since you don't know how high the sky is and come here alone, I will take your life. In addition, the Nanming Lihuo must be returned."
Bifang never thought that there would be a chance to take back the Nanming Lihuo.
This time, he decided not to give Han Xu any chance, and directly transformed into his original form, and grabbed Han Xu mercilessly with his claws.
Han Xu was too lazy to talk nonsense with them. Anyway, his purpose of coming in was to kill people, and he didn't intend to let them leave alive, so Han Xu didn't think about hiding his strength.
Just as he was mobilizing his spiritual power, a divine beast's cry sounded between heaven and earth. Hearing the cry, Bifang stopped abruptly in the air, and his eyes as big as copper bells were filled with horror.
Han Xu looked up and saw the flaming Vermillion Bird that he had seen outside the door before swooping down from the sky.