Cultivation Begins From The Desert-Chapter 751 - 734: Zhouyang’s Threat!

Outside the Holy Land of the Celestial Phoenix Race, the atmosphere was filled with a murderous chill.

Facing Zhouyang's questioning, the four sixth-tier presences of the Celestial Phoenix Race, including Qing Lan, remained silent, no one answering.

Their silence made Zhouyang's expression grow increasingly ugly.

He stared intensely at the current Clan Leader of the Celestial Phoenix Race, Jiang Fengxian's biological father, and coldly shouted, "What? Is this question difficult for you to answer? Or do you think I don't dare to take action!"

"Human boy, watch your words, you..."

"Shut up! Was the lesson I gave you last time not deep enough? Do you want another one?"

Zhouyang's momentum surged as he turned and glared fiercely at the speaking white-haired elder, Jiang Fengxian's grandfather, filled with murderous intent.

At this moment, he was like a powder keg about to explode, needing only a slight external force to ignite.

Last time, even with just a First-Layer Nascent Soul Cultivation, he could gain some advantage in a magical combat against the white-haired elder who was comparable to a Sixth-Layer Nascent Soul Cultivator. Now, with Mid-Stage Nascent Soul Cultivation, the white-haired elder could never be his match.

This fact was clear to all four sixth-tier presences of the Celestial Phoenix Race present.

Therefore, despite Zhouyang's harsh words, the white-haired elder, intimidated by his aura, did not dare provoke him further, merely staring at him with a face that turned from green to white, struggling to control his inner anger.

Seeing this, Grand Elder Qing Lan had no choice but to speak, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, please calm down. I can answer your question if you trust me. Should we go inside and talk?"

"Last time I trusted you people, and look what happened!"

Zhouyang's veins bulged on his forehead as he suppressed his anger and shouted, "I just want to know where Fengxian and her daughter are, where you've taken them! Answer me now, immediately!"

Even before his voice fell, he had already waved his hand, summoning his External Incarnation, Demoness Huan Qianqian, and the Tier Six Puppet, all Mid-Stage Nascent Soul Cultivations, to appear.

This was a blatant threat!

But it was, indeed, effective.

Seeing him summon three powerful helpers with a wave of his hand, the four sixth-tier presences of the Celestial Phoenix Race changed their expressions rapidly, becoming tense.

Grand Elder Qing Lan promptly said, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, don't act rashly. Since you insist on discussing it here, I shall tell you now."

After speaking, she immediately used transmission to explain the situation to Zhouyang.

"...In short, that's how it is. We don't know exactly what happened within the Realm of Ten Thousand Spirits now. All the tribes in the Wilderness are investigating the matter, each with its own theory!"

It turned out, according to Grand Elder Qing Lan's account, Jiang Fengxian and her daughter's disappearance stemmed from a trip to a Secret Realm.

Within the Wilderness Jungle, there is a vast Pocket World called the Realm of Ten Thousand Spirits, reportedly created by the great powers of the Barbaric Alien Race in ancient times, with "True Immortal Realm" experts once helping.

The interior of the Realm of Ten Thousand Spirits is expansive, with extremely abundant Spiritual Qi, the environment there still remains similar to ancient times, housing many ancient barbaric beasts and strange insects, as well as various spirit herbs and elixirs long extinct in the outside world today.

Every nine hundred years, the Realm of Ten Thousand Spirits opens, and all Barbaric Alien Race tribes within the Wilderness Jungle with sixth-tier presences may send in powerhouses to collect treasures and cultivate.

And over a hundred years ago, the Realm of Ten Thousand Spirits opened once again, and Jiang Fengxian and her daughter followed two Celestial Phoenix Race Elders inside.

According to Grand Elder Qing Lan, only by harvesting a type of Spirit Grass called Phoenix Feather Grass from within the Realm of Ten Thousand Spirits, using it as the main ingredient to concoct a Secret Elixir with other auxiliary herbs, and practicing a Secret Technique of the Celestial Phoenix Race, could they help Jiang Yufeng harmonize her bloodline and eliminate hidden dangers.

However, due to an attack by hostile Alien Race powerhouses in the Secret Realm, Jiang Fengxian and her daughter, along with the two Celestial Phoenix Race Elders, were forced to split up and flee.

Later, some unknown upheaval occurred within the Secret Realm, causing the entire realm to shake violently, with signs of impending destruction.

Though the changes did not last long and the Secret Realm soon stabilized, the upheaval frightened many Alien Races inside, and they exited the realm early.

Furthermore, it wasn't long before the major tribes managing the Secret Realm announced that it had used up too much Primordial Qi in the previous upheaval, needing to close early for recovery, calling out all alien races still lingering inside.

It was then that the Elders of the Celestial Phoenix Race discovered Jiang Fengxian and her daughter weren't among those who came out.

After questioning many Alien Races that exited the Secret Realm and inquiring from the major tribes managing it, they found no trace of Jiang Fengxian and her daughter.

Were it not for the fact that Jiang Fengxian and her daughter had left behind something akin to a Soul Lamp within the Celestial Phoenix Race, indicating they hadn't perished, the few sixth-tier presences of the Celestial Phoenix Race might have already assumed they had fallen within the Realm of Ten Thousand Spirits.

Zhouyang, too, had been kept in the dark because the Soul Lamp he possessed was still intact, only learning the truth upon visiting the Celestial Phoenix Race to see his daughter.

Upon learning the truth, he was naturally both shocked and furious, filled with boundless anger.

He scanned the faces of the few sixth-tier presences of the Celestial Phoenix Race with cold eyes, finally fixing his gaze on Grand Elder Qing Lan, and sternly shouted, "According to your account, could it be that Fengxian and her daughter are trapped somewhere within the Realm of Ten Thousand Spirits? Haven't you sent anyone to search for them again?"

"Once the Realm of Ten Thousand Spirits closes, no tribe except the major tribes managing it can send people inside. As for being trapped somewhere within the realm, that's unlikely, for if someone was truly trapped, those major tribes couldn't possibly miss them when investigating the cause of the upheaval!"

Grand Elder Qing Lan replied with a voice filled with helplessness to Zhouyang's question, only to see his expression worsening with her every word, his aura becoming increasingly unstable.

Alarmed by this, she hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, please calm down. My words are true without any concealment. Fengxian and her daughter are the hope for our race's future rise. We truly have no reason to harm them!"

"Calm down? How can you expect me to calm down? Will your mere words of calming bring Fengxian and her daughter back to me?"

Zhouyang looked menacingly at Grand Elder Qing Lan, the anger in his eyes almost turning into actual flames.

As if echoing his sentiment, his summoned External Incarnation and Demoness Huan Qianqian both manifested their handy artifacts, casting cold glances toward the four sixth-tier presences of the Celestial Phoenix Race.

Seeing this, Grand Elder Qing Lan was silent and could only helplessly respond, "But even if you kill us, Fellow Daoist Zhou, it won't achieve anything. It won't bring Fengxian and her daughter back!"

However, Zhouyang refused to listen, his eyes flashing with murderous intent, as he angrily shouted, "I don't care about any of that. Since you people lost them, you are responsible for finding them back for me, or else I'll let you taste the pain of losing loved ones and find them myself!"

This was a blatant threat!

One person threatening an entire clan, Zhouyang achieved something that no cultivator had accomplished in the Wilderness Jungle for thousands of years.

The three other Tier Six beings from the Celestial Phoenix Race, who were initially observing his conversation with Grand Elder Qinglan, became visibly enraged by his words, unable to sit idly by any longer.

The white-haired elder's hair and beard bristled as he angrily declared, "Grand Elder, there's no need to say more. We will fight this human boy to the death. I'd rather die than be threatened by him!"

"Then go ahead and die!"

Zhouyang's voice responded coldly. He raised his hand, and a purple-gold ruler disappeared with a flicker, instantly descending upon the white-haired elder's head.

In their last encounter, the white-haired elder had witnessed the power of the Purple Gold Qiankun Ruler. His mastery of the Celestial Phoenix Divine Eye, a divine technique, vaguely countered this magical artifact and could perceive its attack trajectory.

Thus, as Zhouyang made his move, a flash of colorful spiritual light appeared in the elder's pupils, and he shouted, summoning a green-black metal short rod to strike at a point in the void above him.

To his shock and dismay, his short rod artifact, smelted from various Tier Six Spiritual Golds, developed numerous cracks upon colliding with the purple-gold ruler. Before he could retract it, it shattered into countless fragments and scattered to the ground.

He didn't consider that the last time Zhouyang and he crossed paths, the Purple Gold Qiankun Ruler couldn't overpower him because Zhouyang's magical power couldn't unleash the full might of this Tier Six high-grade spiritual artifact.

Now, with Zhouyang at Mid-Stage Nascent Soul cultivation, the true power of the Purple Gold Qiankun Ruler was fully displayed.

The white-haired elder, having misjudged, found himself suddenly in peril, forced to watch helplessly as the purple-gold ruler, which shattered the short rod artifact, continued descending towards his head.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, please show mercy!"

At the critical moment, Grand Elder Qinglan intervened, saving the white-haired elder from the brink of death.

After helping the white-haired elder block the purple-gold ruler, she quickly stopped Elder Feng Xuan and the clan leader, who belatedly intended to assist. She then looked at Zhouyang with a face full of worry and said, "I understand Fellow Daoist Zhou's intentions. I will personally visit the major clans managing the secret realm. No matter the cost, I will ask them to help search for Fengxian and her daughter within the secret realm!"

"One year. I'll give you all one year to adjust. If you can't provide an explanation after a year, don't blame me for being merciless!"

Zhouyang gazed deeply at Grand Elder Qinglan and coldly stated his limit for tolerance.

Upon hearing this, Grand Elder Qinglan did not bargain further. She promptly agreed, "Alright, one year it is. After a year, I will definitely provide Fellow Daoist Zhou with an explanation!"

"After one year, I will return here to await your explanation."

Having said this, Zhouyang left immediately without glancing at the difficult expressions of the Celestial Phoenix Race elders.

Though he was unafraid of these four Tier Six beings, the Celestial Phoenix Race contained more than just these four. Apart from the four stationed in the holy land, each of the three other key locations had a Tier Six elder-level powerhouse guarding them.

In the current broken relations, should he remain, he didn't believe they would passively accept his threats and not summon more powerhouses to attempt to permanently detain him.

It was only after leaving the Celestial Phoenix Race's holy land that Zhouyang felt lost.

He was well aware that given Jiang Fengxian and her daughter's importance to the Celestial Phoenix Race, Grand Elder Qinglan would surely not give up on finding them if there were any chance.

The chances of them being trapped somewhere in the Realm of Ten Thousand Spirits were almost negligible.

Limited by innate factors, the internal spaces of a Pocket World are never vast, and even the most advanced Realm of Ten Thousand Spirits is only a few times larger than the Dome Heaven Immortal Realm.

When the space isn't that large and the Realm of Ten Thousand Spirits has been accessed by the Barbaric Alien Race for tens of thousands of years, how could any corner remain undiscovered or unknown?

The most likely scenario related to Jiang Fengxian and her daughter's disappearance remained the cause of the realm's upheavals and tremors. Understanding the reason could open the chance to find them.

However, since only a few major clans of the Barbaric Alien Race controlled the Realm of Ten Thousand Spirits, they certainly wouldn't want to reveal the cause of the tremors and changes to others.

If others were to know about the cause and developed other intentions, it would threaten their control over the secret realm.

That's why Zhouyang needed to threaten Grand Elder Qinglan to investigate the cause. Whatever price she pays for this was none of his concern.

One year is not long; it can indeed be said to be short.

Zhouyang only spent a year retreating into meditation in a temporarily excavated cave mansion within the Wilderness Jungle, ingesting a True Origin Pill once.

Then, for safety's sake, he sent his external incarnation to the Celestial Phoenix Race's holy land for the appointment.

"One year has passed. Is the information Fellow Daoist Zhou seeks ready, Grand Elder Qinglan?"

Within the holy land, Zhouyang's incarnation unhesitatingly intruded, using the Wood Escape Technique to enter Grand Elder Qinglan's abode in the Jade Phoenix Tree.

To be honest, although these Barbaric Alien Race members have their Tier Six powerhouses and many formidable and bizarre divine techniques and secret techniques, their proficiency in arrays is quite ordinary.

Even for a master like Grand Elder Qinglan, whose strength equates to that of a Late-Stage Nascent Soul cultivator, the residence was equipped with just simple warning arrays.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou is indeed cautious. Is this your human race cultivator's external incarnation divine technique? Truly marvelous!"

In the treetop dwelling, Grand Elder Qinglan squinted slightly at Zhouyang's incarnation, suddenly marveling at the profound nature of his incarnation technique.

Zhouyang's incarnation, however, was unmoved by her words. He coldly stared at her and said, "Grand Elder, don't change the subject. I came here not to hear you praise my divine techniques!"

"Recently, I learned that Fellow Daoist Zhou has dealt with a Tribulation Crossing True Immortal from your human race and even possesses a Tier Seven immortal artifact. No wonder you dare to threaten a whole clan alone and look down on us!"

Grand Elder Qinglan's eyes momentarily flickered with various colors as she whispered admiration, yet she still delayed in answering Zhouyang's query, opting instead to disclose her gathered intel on him.

"It seems Grand Elder is dismissive of my threats. In that case, I'll take my leave, and we shall meet again in a few days."

Zhouyang's incarnation gazed deeply at the old woman, then waved his sleeve, turning to leave.

His unexpected response made the old woman's heart sink. She couldn't maintain her poise any longer and urgently called out, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, wait, I have inquired into the news you wish to hear."