He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

Chapter 111 Coming out

"Senior sister, let's find the exit first."

There were countless caves. Fu Xun headed towards the pool, while Leng Huan nodded and walked in the opposite direction: "I'll go this way."

After inspecting the area, Fu Xun finally determined that the weak point of the restriction was in the Moon Spring Stone Cave, which was probably the place he had planned to cut open earlier.

Sensing the fluctuations of the restriction, he circled around the cave and suddenly fixed his gaze on the pool that Leng Huan had looked at earlier. The water was flowing gently, and the depth of the pool was unknown, as it was dark and bottomless.

"I'll go down and take a look." After exchanging a glance with Leng Huan, Fu Xun took off his inconvenient outer robe.

Leng Huan grabbed him, "Wait, what if it's dangerous?"

Leng Huan's fear of deep water had lessened considerably since he began cultivating the Taiyin Xuan Scroll. Now, looking at the deep pool, he took a deep breath and said, "I'll go down with you."

Fu Xun: "Aren't you scared anymore?"

Fu Xun didn't find it funny at all that a water-attribute cultivator would be afraid of water. Little did he know that the Netherworld Sea was feared by countless cultivators.

She grew up in North County and had never seen the sea, so it's normal for her to be afraid of deep water.

"I'll go down and find out, then I'll come back for you."

Leng Huan shook his head. The cave was dark and deep, almost like a pool of water. "I want to go down too. I'm much better now. After I get out, I definitely want to train in the South China Sea!"

The South China Sea is located at the southernmost point of the continent. It is said that crossing the vast South China Sea will lead to another continent.

Fu Xun looked at her for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take you with me." He grabbed her hand and, with his sword in his right hand, led her into the pool.

The water grew even darker, so Leng Huan simply closed his eyes and extended his divine sense. At a time like this, he shouldn't be thinking about water ghosts.

She clung tightly to Fu Xun's arm, not daring to let go. After practicing her breathing exercises, she felt quite at ease in the water, and it wasn't as terrifying as she had imagined. Her courage grew.

Fu Xun led her around before they realized that this pool had a typical small outlet but a wide bottom!

Following the restriction, he plummeted straight to the bottom of the pool. Leng Huan closed his eyes and used his Xuan power to sense the direction of the water flow. He gently tugged at Fu Xun's hand and pointed to a spot near the bottom. After carefully probing with his divine sense, he discovered that there was a faint whirlpool of water flowing back and forth in that spot. Fu Xun's eyes lit up. There was a very slight spatial fluctuation. At this time, the water was at least several tens of feet deep and the water pressure was very high.

However, Leng Huan used water magic to form a shield, condensing a water sphere space to surround the two of them. Although it took a bit of spiritual energy to hold on under these circumstances, there was enough time.

Fu Xun's mid-Nascent Soul stage aura was released, and the restriction showed a noticeable fluctuation. If it were a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, they could have torn open a spatial rift and left directly.

However, Fu Xun could also create a slit, though it would take a little effort. In order for him to succeed in one fell swoop, Leng Huan even condensed the water flow several feet around him into a four-sided water wall, but it could only be maintained for a few breaths!

Fu Xun acted decisively and without hesitation, gathering his strength to unleash a horizontal sword strike. The sword energy, carrying the power to cleave mountains and sever rivers, severed the vortex, and a strange scene appeared in the void—

The water flowed like a tide, forming a visible "funnel". The enormous suction force was like a torrent. Fu Xun reacted extremely quickly and grabbed Leng Huan in an instant. The next second, the two of them were sucked into the funnel together!

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Leng Huan felt like she was on a gallows, spinning 360 degrees and spiraling upwards. She didn't know how Fu Xun had such strength, holding her tightly and refusing to let go. So they were both spun around like Thomas the Tank Engine and thrown into another body of water by the torrent!

The spinning sensation lasted a long time, though it was only half an hour. My head was constantly buzzing, and then everything went black; I was dizzy.

Her protective internal energy automatically adjusted to repair the injuries that were unavoidable during the impact.

She drifted in the water for a long time before Leng Huan came to her senses. She was all alone; they had been separated at some point.

Leng Huan was startled. After searching for a while, she found Fu Xun floating in the distance, tangled in the water plants. For a moment, she couldn't think of anything else but to get him ashore.

When I swam up to him, I noticed the light shining on his chest—

His clothes were loose, and a jade disc floated out, emitting a white light!

她微愣。

Wow! The Dragon Pride Inheritance has been unsealed!

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"Cough, cough, cough!"

Leng Huan dragged the unconscious Fu Xun out of the water. He accidentally choked on some water and collapsed on the sand, panting. He had been swimming for thirty or forty miles with the tall man, and his spiritual energy was being depleted rapidly.

After catching their breath and drying themselves, Leng Huan checked on Fu Xun. He had indeed accidentally bumped into a rock in the water, and there was a large bruise on his back. The moment they passed through the spatial barrier, there seemed to be a terrifying turbulent current pulling at their souls. Combined with the immense force of the water, the two of them were thrown out like leaves. Fortunately, he didn't have any serious internal injuries. His physical body was strong; if he hadn't protected Leng Huan, she would have been seriously injured in that fall.

I channeled spiritual energy into him, allowing his cultivation technique to heal his injuries on its own. Now the jade disc is normal, but there is a wound on the side of his neck, perhaps from a piece of gravel. No wonder the jade disc is stained with blood.

He is probably unconscious because of the inheritance.

Seeing that his complexion had regained its color, Leng Huan knew that his body-tempering technique had been activated. He withdrew his hand, grasped the spirit stone, and absorbed it while surveying his surroundings.

Blue sky and white clouds, bright sunshine, a lake in front, a desert outside, and in the distance... snow-capped mountains! Very familiar, continuous snow-capped mountains.

—This is actually Baiquan Bay!

They really came out!!

That is to say, it swam out from the bottom of Baiquan.

"Very good……"

Leng Huan's robe was intact, while Fu Xun's robe was torn due to exhaustion of spiritual power. It was normal for him to be pale and have a low body temperature in such an extremely cold environment. Leng Huan was taken aback, as he had just thought Fu Xun was simply injured.

Thinking about it, I tossed a small warming array plate next to him. Tsk, when will he wake up?

I was originally thinking of discussing with Wang Chen about taking a small knife and slashing Long Aotian under the cover of darkness to make him unseal the token, but now it seems that fate has its own plan.

More than three years have passed since the White Spring Secret Realm ended. Leng Huan wandered around while pondering. There was no one else around, and it was exceptionally quiet and empty.

When they returned to the shore, Fu Xun was still unconscious. Leng Huan saw that his spiritual energy was circulating normally and his breathing was steady. After hesitating for a moment, he set up several protective barriers and left him a letter.

Leng Huan needed to go back to the Leng family to let them know he was safe.

Looking at the person's tightly closed eyelashes, Leng Huan silently said: Goodbye.

He took off on his sword, glanced at it one last time, turned back and disappeared into the horizon as a streak of light.

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Fu Xun —

It was as if his consciousness had fallen into an illusion, but it wasn't. It was a void space, surrounded by darkness. The only light was Fu Xun himself and the floating... human figure in front of him.

The figure's face was blurred, as if veiled by a mysterious gauze. However, the clothing was quite distinctive—white with gold auspicious cloud patterns embroidered on it, wide robes and sleeves covered with strange dark patterns, sleeves embroidered with gold auspicious feathers, and a long shawl hanging down from the left shoulder, resembling some kind of sacrificial robe.

Judging from his physique, he was male. Behind him, spiritual light transformed into wings, scattering specks of light.

Could they be demons?

Fu Xun subconsciously guessed, because the figure he had just opened his eyes had said a sentence: "Is it the Yun family?"

The pronunciation had a slightly peculiar rhythm, which Fu Xun carefully considered, and it sounded like some kind of accent from a distant continent.

The situation was unclear. Fu Xun paused for a moment, after all, the figure was a super powerful being, whose realm was beyond his perception.

In other words, it's several levels above the Nascent Soul stage!

Confused as to why he had been pulled into this space, he pondered for a moment before replying, "Who are you, senior? And why am I here?"

"As expected." The figure seemed not to have heard his reply, and answered himself, "It seems that more than a thousand years have passed. My Yun clan has been scattered and scattered, and even our surname has been forgotten in the long river of time."

After muttering to himself, the figure let out a long sigh: "Alas, how tragic!"

"...Since you have entered this space, you must also be a descendant of my clan. Since the clan's lineage has been broken, I will give you the complete inheritance, hoping that you can carry on the revival of my clan."

"I am Yun Huang, the last patriarch of the Yun Clan. You, who inherit my mantle, will become the new patriarch." The voice earnestly instructed, "I hope you will revive our clan and shoulder this great responsibility..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the echoes of his words still reverberated in the space. The figure called Yunhuang raised his hand, and a ball of white light swiftly struck Fu Xun's crown chakra, directly shoving it into his sea of ​​consciousness. He didn't even have time to react.

The last thing I saw before I lost consciousness was that the figure turned into white light and completely disappeared, leaving only a palm-sized high-level image stone in its place.

———It turns out to be just a video from over a thousand years ago.

Fu Xun was suddenly bombarded with a massive amount of information, his mind was violently impacted, and he fainted as soon as his vision went black.

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