Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

After Saul and Vina arrived at the Land of Forgotten through the two-realm passage, they immediately began deducing Jun Wuxie's location.

However, they tried several times, spending several hours, but gained nothing.

"It seems this Yuanchu has some tricks up his sleeve, actually able to shield us from our deductions."

After wasting a lot of time, Saul and Vina were a little angry, but they laughed as they spoke.

"In this special world, with a wisp of his aura in my hand, to still escape our secret method of deduction, he is indeed formidable to be able to do this at his Eternal Life Realm."

Vina tossed her slightly curly chestnut hair, a captivating smile curving on her sexy lips.

"Vina, he is indeed skilled, but you know, avoiding our deductions and tracking is simply impossible.

Unless his realm is much higher than ours.

This is the fundamental reason why the people of the Hunyuan World returned to that small town after the battle, and dared not establish a camp in this Land of Forgotten.

Only a very few dared to stay, and that was because they had extremely special artifacts in their hands.

In those years, too many of our strong individuals left their aura in this place, which has long been integrated with this land.

Among them are not a few from my royal bloodline.

As descendants of the royal family, we can use this to track anyone.

He has nowhere to escape!"

"Saul, don't waste time, let's begin."

As Vina spoke, she formed hand seals, and wisps of Dao patterns emerged.

Saul did the same.

The two of them together cast a secret method.

Dao patterns intertwined, and then slowly combined, evolving into a secret art diagram, rotating in front of them.

There were many runes flashing on the secret method diagram.

Those runes seemed to have life, wandering on the secret method diagram.

Gradually, coordinates emerged in the center of the secret method diagram.

Strings of coordinates, dense and numerous, as dazzling as stars.

Several hours passed, the number of coordinates reached its peak, and then began to gradually decrease.

The light of some of those coordinates began to dim, strings of them dissipating, the number becoming fewer and fewer.

At the same time, the light of some of the coordinates inside became brighter and brighter.

Dimming and brightening, constantly changing between different coordinates.

Until finally, only one string of coordinates remained.

"It's here, they actually ran so far.

Saul, we have to hurry and get over there as soon as possible.

The journey is long, if we delay, I'm afraid they will have left by the time we arrive."

"We'll just deduce it again if they leave, it's no big deal, it's just a matter of spending more time."

Saul said casually, full of confidence, seemingly not caring much.

"Saul, you, are you idle or something?

Why should we waste time for nothing, there's no need.

The sooner we capture Yuanchu and Su Qingqian, those two peerless talents of the human race, the sooner we can return to our clan.

Don't forget, we still have other important things to do."

"Alright, Vina, those who don't know you think you're aloof, but those who are familiar with you know that you've always been so nagging, you're the one who talks the most."

"Saul, you idiot, every word I say is necessary communication, but you, you always look so careless, I hate your way of doing things!"

After Vina finished speaking, she no longer argued with Saul, and broke through the air.

Although it was not flying, but leaping and bounding, each leap crossing a thousand meters into the sky, the speed was extremely fast, like a shooting star.

"Vina, you damned woman, you called me an idiot again, if it weren't for the fact that you're my cousin, I would have beaten you up long ago."

Saul grumbled, and followed, breaking through the air.

… …

At the same time, in a distant place, within a seemingly unremarkable mountain range.

Jun Wuxie, Mo Qingli, and the Xuanming Flood Dragon were still in the small world inside the mountain belly.

They had been in the room of that small courtyard for so long, constantly studying the incomplete map drawn on that leather scroll.

Jun Wuxie repeatedly deduced, not knowing how many times he had deduced it.

He was trying, each time trying a deduction result, and then reverse-deducing its rationality, seeking the most reasonable result.

Until now, he had deduced a large number of results, but still had not determined which result was closest to or was the truth.

While deducing, he tried to put himself in the shoes of the drawer that year, standing in his perspective to complete the map's incompleteness.

However, trying this way, there were many possibilities that could not be filled in.

The Xuanming Flood Dragon watched from the side for several hours, the more he watched, the more dizzy he became.

Looking at the dense and messy map lines he evolved, his head was spinning.

In the end, he simply stopped looking, sitting alone at the door, staring blankly at the sea of flowers outside.

The world outside is so beautiful.

The Xuanming Flood Dragon sighed inwardly.

Although he was in the Land of Forgotten when he hatched, he didn't know who brought him to the Land of Forgotten when he was still unhatched, and hid him in that lake with a special field.

It was precisely because the lake's field was special, with no signs of life, that he escaped the perception of the Ghost Witch creatures and grew smoothly.

From hatching until meeting Yuanchu and Su Qingqian, he had only come out twice.

Both times were very short, not even having time to appreciate the outside world.

The second time, he was discovered by the Ghost Witch creatures and almost died.

After that, he never left the lake again.

The outside world is still good, the outside world is wonderful.

In these days, following Yuanchu, he experienced thrilling excitements that he had never experienced before.

It was much better than lurking underground in the lake, hiding.

There, it was like being locked in a prison, a small space compared to the outside world, accompanied only by silence and loneliness.

"I wonder what the Hunyuan Great World outside the Land of Forgotten looks like… …"

The Xuanming Flood Dragon had already begun to look forward to the future.

The moment he thought of the Hunyuan Great World outside, he couldn't help but feel excited, full of longing.

… …

Inside the house, Jun Wuxie was still concentrating on deducing.

These days, all his attention was on deducing the map, never saying a word.

Deducing the incomplete map was very energy-consuming, so much so that his face often had sweat.

Mo Qingli quietly stayed by his side, occasionally wiping the sweat from his face.

Seeing him deducing so hard, Mo Qingli almost couldn't help but tell him to stop and rest many times.

But the words came to her lips, and she restrained herself again.

She knew that Jun Shen didn't like being interrupted when he was concentrating on doing things.

"Qingqian, I think I've found the correct point… …"

Jun Wuxie, who was deducing, suddenly stopped and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Qingli saw that the map on the leather scroll, the dense and messy lines, were rapidly decreasing and disappearing.

Before long, most of the countless lines above had disappeared, leaving only a few.

Those few lines were moving on their own, and then converging.

The point of convergence suddenly lit up, and several ancient characters emerged.

Unknown Territory!

Although the four characters were relatively ancient, the inheritance of writing, to this day, with all the changes, still maintained a certain degree of similarity.

In addition, Jun Wuxie and Mo Qingli originally knew ancient characters, so they recognized them at a glance.

"Is this a wisp of Dao rhythm left on the leather scroll by the drawer of that year when he was drawing?

She looked at the four characters of Unknown Territory, somewhat surprised.

She had looked at the leather scroll countless times in these many days, and had even touched it, but had not perceived the existence of Dao rhythm.

"Exactly, the Dao rhythm is too faint, and deeply hidden in some of the lines of the map, it needs to be activated by completing the correct map, it is normal that you didn't notice it before.

Moreover, now it seems that the original owner of this place, his realm is higher than we initially speculated.

The Unknown Territory is no small matter.

The person who drew the map, before his death, did not want the Unknown Territory to be sealed in the long river of time, so he exhausted his last breath to draw this map.

But at the same time, he didn't want people to easily know the location of the Unknown Territory, so he tampered with this incomplete map, unable to perceive the Dao rhythm hidden in the map.

He was expecting that future generations would meet a destined person who could complete the map and activate his Dao rhythm."

"Well, the map that he insisted on drawing even in the last moments of his life when he was deeply infected with the abyss plague, the secrets hidden in it are conceivable.

It's just that, although Jun Shen has deduced the location, we don't know the full picture of the Land of Forgotten, and we don't have a map of this place in our minds, how can we compare and find the area where the point on the map is located?"

"There are coordinates."

As Jun Wuxie spoke, he reached out and wiped the map.

The Unknown Territory on the map was filled with light rain, and a string of coordinates evolved in the sky above the map.

"The matter is urgent, are we leaving now?"

Mo Qingli was stunned when she saw the coordinates, and then asked.

"There is nothing good to stay here anymore.

We have spent a lot of time here these days.

It is estimated that the matter of the Ghost Witch stronghold has long been known by the departing Ghost Witch Protector.

The Ghost Witch clan will inevitably have a strong person come out to hunt us down.

It is very likely that it is the Pride King invited by that Protector."

"I don't know if those Pride Kings can track our location.

Assuming they can track us, should we wait for them to come to our door here?"

"No, we can't kill the Ghost Witch clan's Pride Kings for the time being.

Judging from the current situation, we should not anger the Ghost Witch creatures again.

Although almost everyone in that stronghold is dead, those people's status and position are not high, and there is no power behind them to support them.

But killing their King of Geniuses would be different. The forces behind him would only send stronger people, and this vicious cycle would harm everyone else who came in, especially since there was still more than half a year before they could return to the Mixed Origin.

Therefore, we should first go to the Unknown Domain and see what secrets are hidden there that make the original owner of this place so concerned.

When we come out of the Unknown Domain, if the Ghost Witch Clan's King of Geniuses is still searching for our traces in the Land of Forgotten...

At that time, I will calculate the time and find an opportunity to suppress and kill them.

In this way, by the time the forces behind them send people again, everyone training in this Land of Forgotten will have already returned to the Mixed Origin."

"Jun Shen is still considering everything thoroughly. This way, we can indeed achieve the best of both worlds without bringing more danger to others."

Mo Qingli naturally supported Jun Wuxie's decision unconditionally.

Putting away the scroll, they walked towards the outside of the house.

At the door, the Xuanming Flood Dragon finally recovered from his reverie. Seeing them behind him, he was stunned and asked, "Did you deduce the final result?"

"Let's go."

Jun Wuxie did not respond directly, but it was considered a default.

"Where is it?"

The Xuanming Flood Dragon immediately became excited.

That place must have a lot of treasures. He was already starting to fantasize.

"You don't care about the deduction process at all. You get excited like you've been injected with chicken blood when you think about the treasure location."

Jun Wuxie slapped him on the back of the head. Although he didn't use much force, it still made the Xuanming Flood Dragon angry and aggrieved, muttering, "Don't think you're so great just because you can hit people..."

"Let's go quickly. I estimate that it won't be long before the Ghost Witch Clan's King of Geniuses finds this place.

We must create enough distance between us to prevent them from following our trail to find that place."

"Huh? That's not right, Yuan Chu, are you afraid of the Ghost Witch Clan's King of Geniuses?"

As soon as the Xuanming Flood Dragon finished speaking, he felt Mo Qingli's cold gaze.

He immediately closed his mouth, pretending that he hadn't said anything.

He thought to himself, is this woman a husband-protecting maniac?

It was just a joke with Yuan Chu.

...

After coming out of the small world in the mountain, they sped away quickly.

Jun Wuxie was very clear that the Land of Forgotten was special.

Many Ghost Witch Clan experts had been here before. If the descendants of those experts arrived, they might be able to track him down through certain means.

After all, this place was not an ordinary ancient battlefield. This was a springboard for the Ghost Witch creatures to advance into the Mixed Origin Great World.

Even using the Lesser Void Art could not guarantee that he would not be tracked.

Therefore, he had to create enough distance, the farther the better, to buy more time and save a lot of trouble.

Currently, he had enough points, so there was no need to spend time on the Ghost Witch creatures, at least for now.

The most important thing right now was to go to the coordinate location, find the point on the map, and see what was there.

Along the way, Jun Wuxie and the others did not use the method of traversing the sky. If they did, the target would be very obvious, and they could be seen streaking across the sky from a great distance.

Therefore, they chose to run on the ground, choosing routes with more mountains and denser trees.

After all, the range of divine sense perception was very limited here. If there were Ghost Witch creatures beyond that distance, they would not be detected by divine sense, which would easily expose them.

On the second day after they left, Sol and Vina arrived at the small world in the mountain where they had stayed.

"They're gone. We're too late!"

Vina was a little disappointed, which meant she had to spend more time tracking them.

"I didn't expect there to be such a cave here."

Sol entered the small courtyard room and looked around. "It seems to have been left behind from ancient times.

There are no traces of them here.

That Yuan Chu actually cleaned up the traces and aura of this place so cleanly. His methods are brilliant."

Sol was increasingly surprised by Yuan Chu's abilities. He was just a cultivator in the Eternal Life Realm, yet he was so capable that they couldn't see or sense anything.

If they hadn't used the royal secret method to deduce and confirm that the target had been here, they wouldn't have been able to find anything based on the situation here alone.

"Let's deduce! Fortunately, after so many days, we can use the secret method again."

Vina's expression was a little cold.

Although she and Sol had a secret method to deduce and lock onto the target's location, the target was not stationary.

Most importantly, the secret method could not be used at will; there were restrictions.

The secret method required the use of a special power within the bloodline. Each time it was used, that power would take several days to recover to its original state.

Even if she and Sol joined forces to cast it, it would still take at least two days to recover, without needing to recover to its peak...

In a certain area of the Land of Forgotten, the Xuanming Flood Dragon was trying hard to keep up with Jun Wuxie's speed.

He was so tired that he was about to foam at the mouth.

"Hey, Yuan Chu, can we stop and rest for a while?

I'm about to run my eyes out!"

He was out of breath and exhausted!

He hadn't stopped since leaving yesterday!

Yuan Chu's speed was too fast. With one hand around Su Qingqian, he had to use his maximum speed to keep up, which was extremely exhausting.

"What's wrong, can't you do it?"

Jun Wuxie temporarily stopped and looked at the Xuanming Flood Dragon, who was pale and about to run out of breath. "You brought this on yourself. I told you to turn into a turtle and come on my shoulder, but you insisted on following, saying that your speed wouldn't be weaker than mine."

The Xuanming Flood Dragon had the mentality of a child, and he just loved to show off. Jun Wuxie wanted to laugh a little.

"Poverty cannot be moved, and power cannot be bent!

I said I won't run, and I won't run. You can't leave me behind today!"

"Little brat."

Hearing him say cowardly words in the most arrogant tone, Jun Wuxie reached out and grabbed him, turning him into a small turtle, putting him on his shoulder, and then, with Mo Qingli in his arms, he passed through the mountains like a stream of light.

He had to be fast!

If the Ghost Witch Clan's King of Geniuses chased after them, his speed would definitely not be slow, so they had to create as much distance as possible.