I was framed, but I suppressed the whole sect

Chapter 123 Heavenly Secret Umbrella

After bowing to the coffin, Fang Yun closed the bronze coffin again.

Fang Yun did not leave immediately, but started carving in the hall, with lines of array patterns falling everywhere in the hall.

It was a quarter of an hour later that Fang Yun left the hall.

"With so many formations, even if you don't die, you will be skinned alive."

Fang Yun’s current attainments in formations are extremely high, and the formation patterns he personally carved are also extremely powerful, but Fang Yun is not sure that he can kill Sheng Xingchen.

Even though he had gone through that life with the help of the Divine Scroll of Heaven, Fang Yun still did not discover the true trump card of Saint Star.

There seemed to be a layer of mist covering the Holy Star.

No matter what danger it faces, Holy Star can always turn danger into safety.

After Fang Yun walked out of the underground palace, he repaired part of the formation pattern on the stone wall before leaving the bottom of the abyss.

"It's been so long, is the master okay?"

Outside the Tianyuan, the Dragon King who had been waiting there had a look of worry on his face. He was restless and walked back and forth beside the Tianyuan with his hands clenched into fists.

Now the soul and blood are in Fang Yun's hands. Once Fang Yun dies, the Dragon King will also die.

The fluctuations coming from the bottom of the abyss not long ago were truly terrifying.

At this moment, Fang Yun appeared.

When he saw Fang Yun coming out, Long Jun's heart finally settled down.

"Master, are you not injured?"

Long Jun looked at Fang Yun and asked nervously.

"I'm just dealing with a fallen Hateful Demon King. How could I get hurt? Let's go back to the city."

The Dragon King glanced at Zangtianyuan with fear, then carried Fang Yun away.

Sheng Xingchen looked back at the valley, his face terribly gloomy.

"Damn it."

"I wasted several days of my time and suffered."

Sheng Xingchen's voice became increasingly sharp. If he hadn't tried hard to restrain himself, he would have been unable to resist raising his index finger while speaking.

If it weren't for the Tower of Time that accelerated time for cultivation, it would be impossible to recover from these few days.

He took a fierce look at the remaining spirit gathering array patterns, and the holy star broke through the air and flew away.

In the originally empty void, a figure slowly appeared.

It was Murong Wan'er.

"Junior brother, I'm sorry."

Murong Wan'er recalled Sheng Xingchen's voice, which sounded almost like a eunuch's, and looked apologetic.

Before, Holy Star was just impotent, but now it’s completely gone.

Murong Wan'er was really panicked.

If Sheng Xingchen knew that those array patterns were left by Murong Wan'er, there would definitely be a rift between the two of them.

"It's all Fang Yun's fault. If this bastard hadn't taken away the Holy Land's luck, Junior Brother wouldn't have been injured. If Junior Brother hadn't been injured, this incident wouldn't have happened."

"It's all this bastard's fault. He must be chopped into pieces."

Murong Wan'er, who was originally crying with her face covered, looked pitiful, but her face became ferocious after she mentioned Fang Yun.

All the blame was put on Fang Yun.

"Little Junior Brother, Senior Sister will never let you stay in my hands from now on."

"Whoever dares to hurt you, Junior Brother, I will kill him and his entire family."

Then, Murong Wan'er merged with the void again and disappeared mysteriously.

It was as if he had never appeared and continued to follow the Holy Star.

On the flying magic weapon, Saint Xingchen sat cross-legged, his face somewhat gloomy, "Are you sure the direction is correct?"

Sheng Xingchen's voice was very low. As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow beside Sheng Xingchen moved and a voice was heard.

"It can't be wrong. The aura of my Heavenly Demon Clan is right there."

"If my guess is correct, the one sealed there is Hatetian of the Undying Soul Clan, a royal family of the Sky Demon Clan."

"The one who sealed Hate Heaven back then was the human race's Qing Xiao Great Emperor. Qing Xiao Great Emperor successfully sealed Hate Heaven, but he also died because of it. Qing Xiao Great Emperor's imperial weapon Qing Xiao Thunder Pool must be at the place where Hate Heaven was sealed."

"This time, after I devour the Hate Heaven, I can enter the Holy Realm, and my master can seize the Qingxiao Thunder Pool."

"With the assistance of the Emperor's weapons, the master's path of cultivation will be smoother."

"However, it may not be that easy to seize the Qingxiao Thunder Pool, the imperial weapon!"

When Sheng Xingchen heard Shadow's words, his expression was extremely calm. He snorted coldly, "Just focus on your work. As for how to obtain the Qingxiao Thunder Pool, that is my business."

Sheng Xingchen had no worries at all about how to obtain the Qingxiao Thunder Pool and was fully confident.

Half a day later, the flying magic weapon arrived at the Burial Sky Abyss.

"Master, the breath of Hate Heaven is below. This is the place where Hate Heaven is sealed."

"However, this Sky Burial Abyss has been set up with a large formation by the Qingxiao Emperor. Once you enter it, your soul power will be sealed inside your body and it will be difficult to leave your body."

"There is no light beneath the abyss. After the action, the master must follow me closely."

The voice of Saint Star's shadow rang out in Saint Star's mind.

Sheng Xingchen glanced at Tianyuan, threw out some formation flags, and jumped down.

After entering Tianyuan, an ancient bronze lamp appeared in front of Sheng Xingchen.

This lamp looks ordinary, but it can strangely dispel darkness, and the penetrating power of light is extremely strong.

At the same time, the moment the ancient bronze lamp lit up, the suppression of soul power by the restriction in this place also disappeared.

After Sheng Xingchen entered Tianyuan, Murong Wan'er appeared beside Tianyuan.

"Array pattern?"

"Why did Junior Brother set up the formation? Is it to prevent something from escaping?"

"No, there is a loophole in this formation. I have to help my junior brother fix it."

Murong Wan'er checked the formation flags left by Holy Star and found some loopholes. She did not choose to enter Tianyuan, but began to check and fill them.

The Holy Star fell to the bottom of the abyss, and a blood-red figure appeared beside the Holy Star.

"I can feel the breath of hatred."

Sheng Xingchen turned his head to look at Xueying and spoke.

"No, it seems that Hentian has left."

"Unfortunately, we are a step too late. We don't know whether Hatetian will come back." Xueying said disappointedly after feeling it.

At the bottom of the abyss, the breath of hatred disappeared.

As for the death of Hatetian, it was directly denied by him. Even Emperor Qingxiao failed to kill Demon King Hatetian, so it is even more impossible for the current cultivators.

"Is that so?"

"Since Hentian has left, let's find the burial place of Emperor Qingxiao." Sheng Xingchen couldn't help but frowned, feeling a little annoyed.

Ever since Fang Yun left the holy land, Sheng Xingchen felt that everything was going wrong for him.

If the shadow can devour Hate Heaven, then its strength will skyrocket to the holy realm and it will also become immortal.

Hatetian’s death was like cutting off one of Saint Xingchen’s arms.

Although he was upset, Sheng Xingchen still suppressed his emotions.

There was an umbrella in Sheng Xingchen's hand.

After the umbrella appeared, Sheng Xingchen began to deduce and soon arrived at the entrance of the underground palace, where the stone wall was.

"found it!"

When Xueying saw this, his eyes were filled with joy.

There was no fluctuation on Sheng Xingchen's face, as if all this was within Sheng Xingchen's prediction.

Looking at the formation pattern in front of him, Sheng Xingchen's eyes were full of disdain, and he walked towards the stone wall.