Fantasy: I Am The Source Of Darkness, Turmoil In The Heavens Of All Ages

Yellow Springs?

Hearing what the old man in black robe said, everyone on the ancient warship was stunned.

Isn't that a killer organization that was destroyed 100,000 years ago? It was also very popular at one time, assassinating many big figures, even those ancient orthodoxy were extremely afraid.

But later it is said that it was annexed by the Ninth Stage building and the underworld, and it was annihilated in the long river of history.

People who have heard of Yellow Springs now, except for those powerful orthodoxy, the ordinary cultivators probably don't even know about it.

"The old man dare not hide anything, and everything he said is true. If it hadn't been for the sudden betrayal at the beginning, the old man and the other palace masters would not have died..."

The old man in black robe explained bitterly, and began to tell Jiang Minghan about the origin of own.

He knew that if he didn't make his own value clear, he would probably be killed by Jiang Minghan soon.

At his peak, he was also an existence in the breakthrough holy realm, and his Cultivation Base was unrivaled.

But now it's just a wisp of remnant soul, and the present physical body is still obtained by seizing the house.

"I'm not interested in your background, and I don't want to know who you were before."

"Tell me about the Book of Death."

Jiang Minghan interrupted him with a wave of his hand, he was not interested in these old-fashioned plots at all.

On the contrary, it was the book of Death, which made him a little concerned.

If he remembers correctly, this is a strange book, made of the skins of ancient sages.

As long as you write the cultivator's name or even the date of birth on it, and then use the cultivator's hair and other personal things to attract it, you can attract ominous and strange disasters.

Even the top figures in those ancient times have encountered it before, and it is difficult to prevent it.

And later, the book of Death seemed to be destroyed by people's joint efforts, and became a legend, and then disappeared in history.

The black-robed old man in front of him said he knew the whereabouts of the Book of Death.

For a while, Jiang Minghan became interested.

"Don't dare to hide my son, the reason why my Yellow Springs was destroyed at the beginning was actually because of the Book of Death..."

"Speaking of which, it's just one page of the Book of Death, not complete."

The old man in black robe explained.

Although it is only a page of the book of Death, it also contains a huge mysterious power, which can induce strange and unknown things.

For forces such as Yellow Springs, Hell, and Ninth Stage who have been walking in the dark all year round, it is no different from a shocking treasure, and they will naturally try their best to snatch it.

What's more, at that time, Yellow Springs was at its peak, and there were many hall masters, each of whom was a superpower in the breakthrough holy realm.

Facing such a treasure, it is natural to come out with the idea that it is inevitable.

As for the latter matter, the black-robed old man also explained, because someone in Yellow Springs betrayed and leaked their whereabouts.

"It's just one page..." Jiang Minghan nodded without asking any more questions.

If the complete Book of Death is published, it is estimated that the entire Three Thousand Dao Realm will be alarmed.

Such an unknown thing can ignore the Cultivation Base and trigger a strange curse, which is hard to guard against.

Even if it is in the hands of an ordinary person, as long as he can obtain the fur of a holy cultivator and know his birth date and name, he can control the life and death of that holy cultivator.

Even he felt a little moved.

"Don't worry, my lord. No one except this old man knows where that page of the book of Death is. It was intercepted and killed on the road. I haven't rushed there yet. Even my senior sister didn't get any news."

Seeing Jiang Minghan's interested expression, the black-robed old man hastily explained, quickly revealing his own value.

Jiang Minghan glanced at him and nodded slightly, "I see."

One hundred thousand years is enough to change the vicissitudes of life.

Who knows if that page of the Book of Death will still be in its original place, and what happened in the middle, no one is sure, will it have already been pre-empted?

"Erase his memory."

Afterwards, Jiang Minghan glanced at the young man Ye Xuan beside him, seeing his wide-eyed appearance, he was extremely shocked by such news.

"Yes, master."

A follower stepped forward and slapped Ye Xuan directly on the forehead, knocking him unconscious and erasing his memory of this part.

If the news about the Book of Death is true, once leaked out, it will indeed cause a lot of trouble and panic.

Afterwards, all the followers including Ye Qingxuan obviously knew that the matter was of great importance, and cut off their memories of the conversation just now.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Minghan nodded slightly, not surprised that they were so self-conscious.

After all, as a follower, all interests are put first, and even if they are asked to die, they cannot refuse, let alone such a small thing as cutting off part of their memory.

After leaving the ancient star of Chiyan, Jiang Minghan went to the place recorded in the Book of Death according to the memory of the old man in black robe.

After he knew this kind of thing, it was naturally impossible for him to spare the life of the black-robed old man.

From the memory of the black-robed old man, Jiang Minghan knew a lot of secrets about Yellow Springs, including how he knew the whereabouts of the Book of Death.

He originally planned to find the son of fortune.

But the son of fortune was not found, but he found out the clues of the Book of Death, which is a surprise.

"According to the memory of the black-robed old man, if that page of the Book of Death had been born, it should have been in the world long ago.

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Nanque holy city.

As a very famous holy city in the Three Thousand Dao Domain, it has existed for even more than a million years, covering an extremely vast and vast area, covering nearly hundreds of thousands of miles.

The city is majestic and magnificent, with palaces and pavilions row upon row, stretching endlessly and majesticly.

The clouds are steaming and the clouds are shining, the silver waterfall is falling, and many ancient sacred mountains are located in the depths.

Elders, disciples of various ancient orthodoxy and forces, and big shots often haunt this city, where hidden dragons and crouching tigers are extremely lively.

On both sides of the long street, there are all kinds of yelling, except for the cultivators who are patrolling.

The most common ones are all kinds of street stalls, where there are all kinds of Heavenly and Mortal Treasures, the sun is shining brightly, and the gods are full of brilliance.

"Just these rough stones still want three hundred Spirit Stones, why don't you go grab them? I'm afraid of getting bad luck..."

"Buy it now, thirty Spirit Stones!"

But at this moment, in front of an extremely desolate and dilapidated Gambling Stone Workshop that was overgrown with weeds.

A few young men in brocade clothes were weighing a few rough stones in their hands that were as big as their faces, and they spoke impatiently.

"Three hundred Spirit Stones is already the lowest price. It used to cost several thousand Spirit Stones, or even tens of thousands of Spirit Stones..."

A young woman dressed in coarse linen looked at them stubbornly, insisting on the price without letting go.

She has an extremely delicate face, charming eyebrows, and clear eyes, but they are stained with mud, making her face look a little gray.

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