C17 There be a Gust of Wind in the Cage

Tang Weiji had thought that the reason why the rocks were the same color was because he had never seen Fuchi Abyss before.

Everyone who had been to Fuchi Abyss before had a deep impression of that place — the huge city floating in midair, the omnipresent array formation, the black abyss that seemed to be able to swallow everything, and the monstrous blood mist that would occur whenever the array formation counterattacked the charging Fuchi Abyss of a demon clan member.

Few people noticed the rocks of the Fuchi Abyss — because the scene before their eyes was too grand and grand, and the rocks were too small. Small things are easily overlooked, especially when there is an extremely strong contrast.

The rocks of the Fuchi Abyss were dark red, and the dark red mottled spots on every single one of the black rocks were drenched in fresh blood. Under the pressure of time, they could no longer be separated from each other.

Some of the blood belonged to the demons, while others belonged to the Human Clan. Fifteen years ago, the stone that had been soaked in the blood of thirty-eight greater demons and nine thousand soldiers of the Third Battalion was now as bright as the setting sun.

On Hongguang's table, there was a rock that was as hot as the sun and as fresh blood. However, it was as big as a finger, but it emitted a dazzling light like a ball of fire.

As a former general of Green Dragon Camp, a protector of the nation, a Divine General of the first rank, Hongguang's legendary story was spread to this day under the flattering of the storyteller. He believed that if there were no accidents, these words would definitely spread through the later generations and spread like wildfire through the ages.

For example, the Green Dragon Camp had slain thirty-eight greater demons, and Hongguang had taken half of them for himself; for example, when he was forging the thirteen coffins, Hongguang had caused the heaven and earth to tremble, summoning the true image of the Azure Dragon, and turning the tide with all his might.

Of course, the most worthy thing for people to sing was that he was diligently and diligently protecting the Tang Dynasty — Very few people would still be guarding the Fuchi Abyss after becoming a duke, so Hongguang was the first. Moreover, he spent fifteen years to create the Fuchi Abyss's array formation to the point where it was watertight, making it a great achievement for the empire.

Very few people knew the reason why Hongguang stayed in Fuchi Abyss — it was because of fear.

Fear had always been a very strange emotion, because it could force a person to grow up, or it could easily destroy a person.

Hongguang had already stepped into the Tri-immortal Stage fifteen years ago. Logically speaking, there was no power in this world that could cause him to be afraid, but anyone who had played a game of Beast Chess would know that the little mouse was the one that restrained the elephant.

Hongguang was afraid of the mouse that disappeared for no reason fifteen years ago.

In the heaven-shaking scheme fifteen years ago, between the entire demon race and Human Clan, two people stood opposite each other, using the future of the entire clan as a bargaining chip, and reached a common understanding with each other. And that common understanding happened to be for one person and one demon.

They were like two tiny gears under two giant gears. For their own fate, they each betrayed their own races and then stood on the same front as gods and gods in order to win against one another.

Fifteen years had passed, and Hongguang was no different than he was fifteen years ago. Even his armor was not covered in dust from the erosion of time.

He carefully examined the rock on the table and finally sighed. He used a piece of green cloth to cover himself with the rock and looked at the red light leaking through the green cloth. He opened his mouth and said, "Is this what the thirteen coffins risked their lives to protect?"

"This subordinate has searched those thirteen coffins for fifteen years, to be certain that it is such a thing. Within it lies the purest bloodlines and enormous and mixed Black Tortoise Camp of the thirteen people, as well as all of their secrets."

"Then have you seen it?" Hongguang asked casually.

"Plop!"

A muffled sound rang out in the darkness. Someone knelt on the ground and replied with a trembling voice, "This subordinate does not dare."

Hongguang sighed, "You don't dare to say that you want to?"

"Dong, dong, dong!"

Someone seemed to be kowtowing continuously, "This subordinate doesn't dare to think about it."

Hongguang put the stone into his sleeve, "If an ordinary stone can become a rare treasure, then do you think that the mouse that escaped 15 years ago will one day transform into a real dragon?"

That person continued to kowtow, but his words were still clear, "This time General Lu went to capture that mouse, he will definitely be able to capture it easily."

"Fifteen years, I've been looking for that mouse for fifteen years. How can I not worry about a mere Lu Yuan?" Hongguang sighed, looking at the mass of black fog that was continuously squirming in the darkness, "You are familiar with Black Tortoise Camp, go help out."

What he said was a statement, similar to a command.

Thus, the fog in the darkness let out a sigh of relief. Standing up, it was incomparably grateful. "Your subordinate will not fail his mission."

"The target is the Faangcun Mount, pack up and head out immediately."

"Yes sir!"

… ….

Everyone thought that Lu Yuan was going to attack, so they were all very nervous.

The people of the world all knew one thing, every battalion of the Fourth Old Battalion had one general, three vice generals, and four people had their Tri-immortal Stage at the start, so the Lu Yuan in front of them had at least the Profound Immortal Stage.

As for the Faangcun Mount Mountain Lord, Lan Ruyu, he was only at the perfection-stage of the Three Elements Stage and was still a step away from reaching the Profound Immortal Stage. Even the mysterious Ninth Elder might not be a match for Lu Yuan.

If Lu Yuan really took action, it was not because they wanted to activate the great protective formation of the Faangcun Mount, but the moment it was activated, it meant that all of them would be standing opposite of the Green Dragon Camp, the Green Dragon Camp. Standing opposite of the Green Dragon Camp, was standing opposite of the entire Tang Dynasty, and also the entire Human Clan.

Thinking of this, many people not only felt more resentment towards Tang Weiji, but they also felt more resentment towards the sword that was always protecting Tang Weiji. They subconsciously ignored the words that Tang Weiji said when he bought the sword.

The green mist in Lu Yuan's helmet became denser and denser, as strands of mist started to float out. The sword in his hand had been completely unsheathed. His black hair moved without wind, whipping behind him like a whip.

Everyone was as tense as a bowstring. All they had to do was make a move, and there would be a huge battle going on. The movement was very simple. It was so simple that a person would blink lightly or breathe a little harder. Or, a snowflake falling from the sky would block a person's line of sight and cut off the taut heartstrings.

The first person to make a move was a disciple who had just entered the Five Thunder Peaks. His strength was not high, and he only had Nourishing Qi Stage, but his voice was very loud.

His furious roar caused the cyan mist in Lu Yuan's helmet to gush out in an instant, covering the entire ground and enveloping the entire Chengliu Peak. The sword in his hand emitted a light cry, and a gale rose from the sword's body, covering ninety thousand feet in the sky.

The entire Chengliu Peak was filled with the unceasing ringing of swords, thunder and lightning suddenly surged, and the fiery light danced like a snake.

The pressure from the Water-ink Cloud Platform was three hundred meters, almost touching the proud and aloof pine tree at the peak of the Chengliu Peak.

The ink-colored cloud deck attracted countless blood-red lightning, turning it into a cage.

The jade tower on the white jade cloud deck had collapsed. It was suspended upside down, pointing straight at the ground. The tower acted as an arrow, ready to shoot out at any time.

At that critical moment, seeing the irreversible situation, Lu Yuan's attack could not be launched because someone said something.

Lan Ruyu sighed. His voice rang beside Tang Weiji's ears and also beside everyone's ears, "Since General Lu is insistent, why don't you test him?"

"Whew."

Countless people on the Chengliu Peak let out sighs of relief at the same time, and actually blew until the cyan mist began to waver.

Lu Yuan's attack did not come out for a long time. Even the elders on the white jade cloud platform were shocked to find that their backs were covered in cold sweat.

Tang Weiji sighed softly in his heart. Finally, he stood up from behind the sword, "Let me do it."

The hand that bought the sword was still holding onto the strong wind, but the wind in the sky began to sway back and forth.

The green fog spread out very quickly, but it was very slow to retract. When the fog was completely retracted, Tang Weiji was already suspended in the air, in front of the cage formed by the drop of green blood.

The wind in the sky seemed to sigh and gradually disappeared. The snowflakes that had been cut off from the Chengliu Peak were sprinkled all over the place once again.

The snowflake was not as big as the tabletop. It had returned to the size of a palm because no one wanted to see the results of the test.

The cyan cage split into countless cyan leaves as thin as vines and wrapped Tang Weiji within layers of them. Then, a wind started to grow inside the cage.

The eyes under Lu Yuan's helmet suddenly widened. He shook it a few times. As he recognized this gust of wind, he was extremely shocked and thought, How is this possible?

The strength of this gust of wind could not be considered to be great, but it was definitely considered rare. In reality, this was only a type of proof, so very few people had seen this gust of wind, at least not the Faangcun Mount disciples. As a result, they were somewhat at a loss, not knowing what the results of this test would be.

Many of the disciples who were waiting for Tang Weiji to be identified as a Black Tortoise Bloodline by Lu Yuan secretly heaved a sigh of relief and then used the most intense method of discussion to explain their foresight. They did not know the result, but from the silence of Green Dragon Camp trio, they seemed to have sensed that something different had happened.

The sword buyer recognized the wind, so after his initial surprise, he laughed very happily. Even the wind in his embrace hummed without end, as if he was rejoicing in the joy of his master.

Weixiao Xihan, who had always said that his friends were everywhere, seemed to have thought of something as he stared at the cyan wind. He pinched his thigh and rubbed his eyes, cursing silently, "What the f * ck, you can do that? This friend of yours is mine! "

Lan Ruyu also recognized the wind. For some unknown reason, he had not only heard of this wind, but also seen it with his own eyes, so he put away the folding fan and asked with a smile, "General Lu, how was the test result?"

Lu Yuan clenched his teeth. His face was ashen, and his eyes under the helmet were as sharp as arrows.

This gust of wind was called "Azure Dragon", and every one of the three thousand Green Dragon Camp s knew it.