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From Mingxuan's mouth, Chen Muyu also learned a cruel fact. No one in the Taiwu clan could undo the curse on him.

Unless the witch ancestral realm takes action.

But the ancestral witch realm has long since disappeared from the Taiwu clan.

So, this is an unsolvable curse.

Of course, if you follow Huaian's instructions, it is possible to break the curse, but the Taiwu Clan will not let him succeed, and even if Chen Muyu does it, the chance of breaking the curse may not be very high.

However, it was not impossible for Chen Muyu to break the curse and survive without conflicting with the Taiwu Clan.

The solution is to wait.

Wait for a strong person from the Taiwu Clan to appear in the witch ancestor realm.

This may sound unrealistic, but for now, it is not impossible.

For the Taiwu clan, the emergence of spiritual seeds is a sign of the birth of a powerful person in the witch ancestor realm.

In other words, spiritual seeds can help powerful people in the great witch realm achieve the ancestral witch realm.

After the matter in the Western Continent is settled, he can honestly hand over the spiritual seeds to help the Taiwu Clan give birth to a new witch ancestor. By then, the curse on him will naturally be lifted.

This is a safe and reliable method given to him by Mingxuan.

After careful consideration, Chen Muyu felt that it was feasible. Depending on the situation, he might be able to bargain with the Taiwu Clan and earn some additional benefits.

With Mingxuan intervening, he must not be in a loss.

For Chen Muyu, at least at the moment, the spiritual seed has no special effect. It is just a bargaining chip.

…

"Well, you Qionghua, don't talk about martial ethics."

"This is a grudge between me and the old thief Qionghua. Are you sure you want to intervene?"

Just when Chen Muyu was thinking about the future, a shocking roar came from outside the cave.

It was as if I had heard this voice before.

Chen Muyu felt familiar and immediately walked out of the cave.

In mid-air, several Perfection Realm experts surrounded a man in the middle.

The man's body was red, like a burning flame, and his shocking momentum was pressing in all directions without restraint.

Ancestor Yanyang.

This person is none other than Ancestor Qionghua’s archenemy, Ancestor Yanyang.

The two parties were confronting each other. Apparently, Ancestor Yanyang hadn't figured out the situation yet. He was just looking for trouble for Ancestor Qionghua. Why did so many strong men suddenly appear and surround him?

"What's going on?" Chen Muyu asked.

Next to him, Dong Lai said jokingly, "I'm afraid this guy didn't read the almanac when he went out, so he rushed here to look for abuse."

The news about the spiritual seed has been out for several days, but not a single person has come to Chen Muyu to ask for it. Now, anyone approaching Qionghua Mountain is regarded as a target of suspicion.

This scorching sun can only be said to be on the back. It won't come sooner or later, but it just comes at this time.

Isn't this just a rush to be regarded as a suspect?

"Qionghua, come out here."

Ancestor Yanyang didn't understand the situation and was still shouting there.

Those strong men didn't tolerate him and went straight up to beat him.

Digital Perfection Realm, dealing with him who has entered the Perfection Realm for the first time, and the situation is high and low.

At first, he still had a chance to escape, but he refused to escape. As you can imagine, the battle did not last for more than a quarter of an hour before he was captured on the spot.

In the cave mansion, dozens of powerful people from the 36 ancient tribes were present, almost forming a large circle.

Ancestor Yanyang was trapped in the middle. He was depressed and wanted to curse a few words. He raised his head and met the unkind eyes. Feeling that under these eyes, the momentum was not inferior to his own, he suddenly As if he had sobered up from alcohol, his face turned white and white.

dream.

I must be dreaming.

You've come to the right place, right? This is Qionghua Mountain. How come there are so many strong people in the Perfection Realm?

I just came out for a walk. What are you doing?

Scanning his eyes, he saw the familiar figure of Ancestor Qionghua in the crowd.

At this time, Patriarch Qionghua's face showed a bit of constriction.

Obviously, he did not expect that Yan Yang would come to his door at this juncture.

"Qionghua, what is going on?" Yanyang gritted his teeth and glared at the Qionghua ancestor.

Ancestor Qionghua touched his beard and said, "Yanyang, you are so brave and sneaky. Why did you come to my Qionghua Mountain? But do you have any evil purpose?"

His words were deliberately leading Yan Yang to his death.

During this time, he finally figured out that the people from the Northern Continent who gathered here must be plotting something secretly for some big event. Yan Yang came together at this time, just to find someone. If you feel uncomfortable, you can take advantage of this opportunity and borrow the power of the people from the Northern Continent to kill this guy directly.

Yan Yang had a dark face, "Shameless villain, you can't be considered a hero if you win with more than you have with less. If you have the ability, fight with me again!"

Until now, he thought these people were helpers brought in by Ancestor Qionghua.

However, he did not think about how capable Qionghua Ancestor was to gather so many strong men.

Qiong Hua didn't bother to pay attention to him. He just turned to the people around him and said, "Everyone, this guy's name is Yan Yang. He usually lives in seclusion in Chiyan Mountain. Now he suddenly appears here. I'm afraid he has an ulterior motive. Everyone." It's best to have a good trial, lest he miss your important event..."

Anyone with a clear eye can see that there must be animosity between these two people, and this is just adding insult to injury.

"Ancestor Yanyang, right?"

Mingxuan stood up, showing no respect for the seniors, and even looking down.

Yan Yang looked up and saw a little girl at the peak of her powers, and immediately snorted, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Mingxuan was not angry either, and asked Ancestor Yanyang for a thorough questioning.

This Yanyang had just received a beating. He looked stubborn on the outside, but in fact he was still very fearful on the inside. Even though he was unhappy, he still knew how to cooperate.

The sharp eyes around him are not just decorations.

He is a newly promoted powerhouse in the Perfection Realm. He has never heard of Ling Kuang or any spiritual species, and he has no interest in them.

There is only one purpose for coming to Qionghua Mountain this time, and that is to fight with the ancestor of Qionghua.

In fact, everyone had already discovered something was wrong. After checking, they found that this person was not enslaved by the God of Slave Control.

Moreover, as far as they knew, there was not much hope for a strong person in the Perfection Realm to be enslaved by the Divine Art of Controlling Slave. This was confirmed after cross-examination.

In other words, it was a mistake and they beat the wrong person.

Yanyang did not come here for spiritual seeds.

The scene was a bit awkward for a while.

However, no one will stand up and admit their mistake, let alone apologize.

Just hit him, what else could he do?

Even though Yan Yang was unhappy in every way, in this situation, he could only endure it.

Only Ancestor Qionghua felt a little regretful. These people were too cautious. How about just killing this guy?

…

Since it was a misunderstanding, the shackles of Yanyang were released.