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far away.

In the void.

The group from Tianshen Temple waited for another moment.

"How about it?"

"I probably didn't follow you."

The two guardians, black and white, looked at each other.

Both of them shook their heads.

Although they could not find the specific location of Yang Yunfan, they could tell with their powerful spiritual sense that Yang Yunfan was far away from them, at least not a distance that their spiritual sense could sense.

This distance is relatively safe.

"In that case, let's go and open the Immortal Gate." After seeing the two guardians nodding, Saint Yuchan no longer hesitated and led the large troops to continue flying towards the white dwarf star that exuded cold light.

Their speed is extremely fast.

The imperial commander used a flying source device to fly through the starry sky almost at the speed of light.

"arrive!"

"The position indicated by the Dingtian Compass is here."

Saint Yuchan, who always had a smile on her face, now showed a rare serious expression.

She held a simple black compass in her hand, and kept determining the final range according to the direction of the pointer.

"brush!"

After half an hour of research, she finally determined the specific spatial location. She moved and landed in that space.

“Buzz~~”

The next moment, her palm prints turned over, and traces of purple lightning and green wind spiritual power continued to intertwine and merge, eventually forming a six-pointed star pattern, which was pressed into the void with a bang.

"Wow——"

After a moment of silence, the entire space was like a lake, which started to send out ripples in circles as if a stone had been thrown into it.

"Kakaka~~~"

And in the center of the ripples, there is an illusory elemental door, slowly emerging from the void.

This door is so big that it cannot be described in words. The people from the Tianshen Temple stood below, as inconspicuous as a speck of dust below a 10,000-meter peak.

In addition, above this door, everyone found an ancient inscription.

Different from the current writing in Hongmeng World, and different from the writing in Daqian Universe, this inscription is a demonic writing that resembles a beast claw.

"This is Qilinwen!"

"In the ancient times, the civilization created by the Qilin clan."

In the distant void, Yang Yunfan avoided the trap set by Saint Yuchan and followed behind from a distance.

He is tens of thousands of miles away from the team from the Temple of Heaven.

With such a long distance, he could be sure that the two black and white guardians could not detect his presence.

Sure enough, after that, he followed them smoothly, all the way here, and witnessed that those people from the Celestial Temple lineage summoned an astonishing gate that was comparable to a huge planet.

What surprised him even more was that Qilin characters appeared on this door!

"water?"

Looking at the ancient characters on the door, Yang Yunfan fell into deep thought.

"The strong man from the Yi tribe said that the fairyland of creation is the [four extreme realms]. Is this [water] meant to express the ultimate elemental power?" Yang Yunfan was thoughtful in his heart.

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The appearance of water, coupled with the fact that this place has the name of the four extreme realms, Yang Yunfan can easily think of [earth, water, wind and fire], the four most basic elemental powers.

Even if it is the spiritual source of power, these four powers are also basic cultivation methods.

"It seems that this place is the inheritance place of water monks."

Yang Yunfan felt a little pity for Gu Qingcheng.

She is a monk from the water system. If she can get a chance here, she might have a chance to replace Yuchan and become a saint.

However, Yang Yunfan thought about it and realized that this was not a good thing.

The saints of the Temple of Heaven are equivalent to leftover women.

You will never be able to marry.

The existence of the saint

, is an insurance policy for the Temple of Heaven.

If the master of the Heavenly Temple accidentally dies, then the Saint will temporarily rule the Heavenly Temple, and then select a few heirs from the major families to train him to become the next generation of the master of the Heavenly Temple within a hundred years.

This is the only responsibility of saints throughout the ages.

Therefore, the saint's status in the Temple of Heaven is extremely high, and she is more respected than the patriarchs of major families.

Of course, most of the time, the owner of the Heavenly Temple will live longer than the saint.

After all, the owner of the Heavenly Temple is a holy monk, but not all saints are saints.

Yuchan is the third-generation saint chosen by the owner of the Heavenly Temple of this generation. If she cannot step into the holy steps, then the owner of the Heavenly Temple will continue to select the fourth-generation saint until there is a saint who can step onto the holy level.

Enter the Saint level and have enough ability to train another master of the Celestial Temple.

Of course, some people will wonder why the master of the Heavenly Temple doesn't directly cultivate a successor?

No!

In Hongmeng World, no one would do that.

Saints, under normal circumstances, are almost immortal. With good luck, they can live for thousands of epochs.

Unless there is a catastrophic disaster.

Since you are not going to die, why should you train a successor to compete with yourself for power and profit?

But cultivating a saint with ordinary origins, mediocre background, and no prominent bloodline will not have the above problems, and will be easier to control.

In addition, if the saint wanted to control the Celestial Temple, it would be impossible.

Because the real core of the Heavenly Temple is the major bloodline families.

For example, a powerful family like the Yang family has a holy monk who is no weaker than the master of the Heavenly Temple.

If a saint of a certain generation wants to act recklessly, such veteran holy monks can stand up and destroy the saint easily.

"Huh?"

At this time, Yang Yunfan suddenly discovered that a familiar aura appeared within tens of thousands of miles of him.

It seems to be... Sikong Yanran!

At the thought of this, Yang Yunfan turned his head instantly and quickly searched for the location of the aura.

"Found it!"

A few seconds later, he saw a purple figure in the dark void in front of him to his left.

At this time, [Sikong Yanran] was staring at the huge fairy gate. The place where she focused her eyes was the side of the fairy gate.

There, there remains a huge palm print.

And around the palm print, there were dark cracks, and wisps of negative energy spread continuously from the cracks.

"brush!"

At this time, Yang Yunfan's mind moved, and a wisp of Hunyuan power filled his body.

Soon, his figure naturally entered the dimensional void like a fish sinking into the sea. With just one step, he teleported tens of thousands of miles away and came to the side of [Sikong Yanran].

"Yanran, we meet again."

Yang Yunfan had a smile on his face and pretended to be familiar with the greeting.

"You are indeed a saint."

At this time, [Sikong Yanran] raised her head and saw the power of Hunyuan lingering on Yang Yunfan's body, and her eyes couldn't help but condense.

Immediately, a hint of understanding appeared on her face, and she nodded and said: "In Hongmeng World, under the suppression of the Supreme Law, all the secret arts and magical powers you practiced in your previous life cannot be used, so you can only pretend to be a low-level monk."

"This [Wonderland of Creation] area has its own avenue of circulation. The suppression of this place by the Supreme Law has weakened. You have probably recovered half of your strength."

Having said this, [Sikong Yanran] shook her head expressionlessly and said: "Unfortunately, in the [Wonderland of Creation], there is the power of heaven to suppress it. You also cannot display the strength of the holy level. You can only use it to regulate

[Water] secret technique, or physical power."

"The secret water technique it stipulates?"
To be continued...