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At this moment, Elder Baili finally felt a bit of impatience. He coldly snorted and shouted, "Old Yellow Chicken, if you still refuse to show yourself, I'll force you to do so."

Then, with a teasing tone, he said, "Besides, I'm taking this disciple of yours for sure. Such a good seed, aren't you afraid that an old fool like you won't teach you well? "If such a good seedling were to be destroyed by you, then your crime would be huge!"

Qin Rufeng looked into the distance and thought to himself, "What's wrong? An old man with the demeanor of a transcendent being fights like two old thugs!"

The smile on the elder's face disappeared in an instant. He took half a step forward with his right side facing Qin Rufeng, as if he was trying to protect him.

At this moment, Elder Baili's expression was heavy. He said in a low voice, "Brat, I can only give you the time of a breath to enter the entrance of the Ancient Profound Desolate Lands. Move towards the entrance as fast as you can, do not hesitate at all!"

Although Qin Rufeng did not know what had happened, he still followed the elder's instructions and slowly approached the entrance of the ancient Xuan Wasteland. His eyes were also fixed on the mysterious black fog in front of him.

The Elder of Hundred Miles shouted, "Little brat, if this old man calls you that but you don't show up, it would be a disgrace to this old man. Today, I shall let you experience this old man's new profound art, Thousand Seal One Finger. "

As he spoke, a giant finger appeared in midair, pointing straight at the black shadow. The finger was densely covered in a myriad of mysterious runes, and on the runes, there were small, unknown particles that constantly flashed with a milky white radiance.

In the blink of an eye, the hazy and illusory black mist collided with the giant finger.

The intense collision that he had imagined did not happen. In the instant that the huge finger came into contact with the black mist, it seemed as if it vaporized, only letting out a few hissing sounds.

However, the Elder of Hundred Miles still took the initiative to open the great formation protecting the ancient Xuan Wasteland, as unknown milky-white crystals were scattered all over his body, while the Elder of Hundred Miles sat on the ground cross-legged, his robes flapping noisily due to the surging profound energy in his body.

Qin Rufeng looked at the milky-white crystal on the ground with shock in his heart, "Low-grade Profound Stone, why would a Profound Stone appear in Mo Xi?!"

"Using profound stones to support the operation of the formation, it seems that this formation is not simple. As expected, it is a formation left behind by the Xuanyuan Imperial Emperor. Furthermore, the person outside is not Elder Huang as well, because I know of the rarity of Profound Stones in the Western Desert! "

Sure enough, a huge ripple spread out instantly with the black shadow as the center. The huge energy contained within the ripple couldn't help but make Qin Rufeng feel waves of numbness on top of his head.

Such a terrifying energy was probably more than twice the energy of the profound energy storm he created in the Fisherman's Dimension. The profound energy ripples instantly rushed towards the formation in front of the Ancient Xuan Wasteland. The terrifying energy caused the entire formation to shake as if it was going to shatter in the next second.

As for the Profound Stones scattered beside Elder Baili, they gradually turned from bright white to gray before finally turning into piles of powder beside him with a bang.

After the ripples disappeared, the elder removed the formation with a cautious expression on his face. Logically speaking, the Celestial Sect of Wonders should be considered as one of the top experts in the Western Desert.

How could this make the Mysterious Sect's Hundred Miles Burning Blood feel at ease? After all, his own Mysterious Sect's realm was not real, and he was relying on the ancient Xuan Wasteland's formation to raise his cultivation realm. If a Mysterious Sect's expert really came to Mo Xi, then as the number one force in the Mysterious Sect, the Xuanyuan Pavilion would definitely be the one to bear the brunt of the attack.

If that was the case, the Xuan Yuan Pavilion and even the entire region of the Western Desert would be in danger.

"Jie, jie, jie!" A strange laughter came from the black fog, "It has already been so many years, why? The strength of this Profound World Continent is getting lower and lower. Ever since I woke up, I have only been able to smell your scent when I passed by this place. "

Soon after, the black shadow paused, and spoke with a sinister tone, "But what makes me disappointed is that the only person who can enter my eyes is actually relying on a formation to raise his level. You humans have been so hypocritical and greedy for so many years!"

The elder stared at the shadow in his eyes and shouted, "Do you know where this place is? If you know what's good for you, then quickly retreat. If this old man gets angry, then you won't be able to leave even if you want to!"

"Jie, jie, jie!" After such a long period of time, instead of increasing his strength, he chose to retreat. Don't you people from Qitang Pavilion have to be in the Xuan King's realm at the lowest level? Back then, when the Demon Emperor led us in, the old man sitting here was at least a person in the Spirit Emperor realm.

How come I haven't seen anything for a long time? My strength actually fell from Spirit Emperor Realm to a mere fake Mysterious Sect Realm! "Hahaha."

"This is the Xuan Yuan Pavilion, the Ancient Xuan Desolate Land. I am the elder of the Xuan Yuan Pavilion, Hundred Miles of Burning Blood. If you don't leave, then don't blame me for taking action!"

Qin Rufeng, who was standing not far behind him, cried out in his heart when he heard Elder Baili announce himself: "This is bad!"

Countless years ago, the Xuanyuan Pavilion was called Qitang Pavilion, and now, Qitang Pavilion was the strongest force in the entire Profound Realm, there were countless spirit realm experts among them, and ever since that battle, in order to leave some hope in the future, the Xuanyuan Ancestor and Qin Yi along with the emissaries of the Myriad Worlds had jointly extracted the memories of all the young people in the Profound Realm Continent.

The last seal of the Profound Realm Continent was formed using the memories of billions of people.

The current Xuanyuan pavilion was merely the strongest power in the Western Desert. How could it compare with the Qiantang Pavilion of the past? It was as if they were heaven and earth.

Qin Rufeng stared at the black fog. He thought of the demon the fisherman had told him about in the Underworld. If he connected the two together, then the demon in front of him must be the demon the fisherman was talking about.

When he thought about this, Qin Rufeng's heart tightened. A strong sense of danger welled up in his heart, "Could it be that the seal set up by Emperor Xuanyuan and Ancestor Qin Yi has already been broken, resulting in the devils from the Underworld entering the Profound Realm?"