ause of the despair rising within him, he also desperately craved to control it.Under this contradictory psychological state, his still body finally slowly moved....It wasn't about continuing upwards...Jiang Gui Weiwei was taken aback by the question. She blinked her single eye, a look of astonishment crossing her face.

It seemed he didn't understand why someone would ask such a question about the sky falling. But after a moment of thought, he still spoke: "Among the ancient tribes, those with powerful physical strength are only the Wilderness Tribe and the Demon Tribe!"

"The heavens descended and asked, "Then what do you think, which faction is that, the Clan of Savages or the Demon Race"

"Fang Mang"

Ginger returned to his senses after a moment of shock and said, "Master is talking about that mortal, right!"

"I wouldn't dare to say for sure. I only know that his physical strength surpasses that of ordinary humans, even cultivators. It seemed rather unusual, so I decided to keep him."

"Could it be that the Sect Master discovered something on him Did he think he might be from the Wasteland Tribe or the Demon Tribe"

Faced with Jiang Gui's question, Tianluo, as if he hadn't heard it, smiled faintly and said: "Do you know who, when the last sacred relic of the Jiang clan appeared, was equally fearless of the sacred relic of the Jiang clan"

"What, there's actually such a thing!"

A look of shock flashed across Ginger's face as he bowed to Tianluo with his fist pressed against his chest. "At that time, I was preoccupied with dealing with the sacred artifact of the Ginger clan and couldn't spare my attention to him. It was my negligence, please punish me, Sect Master!"

Tianluo waved his hand and said, “I’m not here to accuse you. I just want to ask you, given his condition, is there any reasonable explanation”

"Jiang Gui pondered for a moment and said, 'There are two possibilities. The first possibility is that he is indeed a descendant of the Jiang clan, but he abandoned everything from the Jiang clan and cultivated physical strength.'"

Another possibility is that he's a product of the Ginger Clan and the Wasteland Clan, or perhaps a fusion between them and the Demon Clan!

After hearing Jian Gui's explanation, Tianluo fell silent for a long time before continuing, "The first possibility can be ruled out. For the Jian clan, you understand them better than anyone. If he were truly a descendant of the Jian clan, he would absolutely never cultivate physical strength!"

As for the second kind, there's some possibility!

After all, in the eyes of those ancient clans, we creatures are nothing more than ants. Compared to them, they would rather choose to unite with other ancient clans and reproduce!

Jiang Gui frowned and said, "Sect Master, in my opinion, it's better for us to observe this person further. Once he reaches the Dao Spirit realm, we will naturally know everything!"

Tian Luo nodded and said, "For now, this is all we can do!"

"If the Sect Leader has nothing else, I shall take my leave!"

"Wait!" Tianluo called out to Jiang Guidao, who was about to leave. "What do you think about the appearance of the Saint Object of the Jiang Clan"

Jiang Gui's face broke into a wry smile. "No! Whether it's the Jiang clan or the Huang clan, their sacred artifacts are beyond our comprehension!"

After Tianluo looked deeply at Jiang Gui who was returning, he slowly closed his eyes and said: “It’s alright, you can go now!”

"I shall be taking my leave!" Jiang Gui cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards Tianluo, then turned and left.

……

As the crow's feet sunk into his brow, Jiang Yun's body trembled slightly. A strange power he had never felt before swept over him instantly!

Under the influence of this power, his body is rapidly aging at an incredibly fast pace.

Just as time seemed to speed up tenfold, a hundredfold for him.

This aging and the loss of vitality when he used it as an offering to perform rituals were completely different experiences.

If one had to describe it, then it could only be said that the loss of vitality was a forced deprivation from an external force. It was merely his vitality that was deprived.

But now this acceleration of time passing is a kind of deprivation that comes from within.

And this deprivation targets his body and every part of his body.

Just a few breaths later, the furrow on his brow flew out from between his brows and returned to the water transformed by the seal.

Such an insight is actually just a spiritual experience, meaning everything that just happened was merely Jiang Yun's imagination, like a dream.

As for this, Ginger Yun also knows it in her heart!

Even so, there was a strong sense of relief in his heart.

Slowly opening his eyes, Jiang Yun let out a long sigh from his mouth and muttered to himself, "The power contained within this chaotic pattern is unlike any I've ever encountered before, but it's also the most terrifying I've ever seen!"

Only the power of primordial chaos can stand against it!

It's a pity, the time for reflection was too short and there weren't any particularly special gains. Well then, I'll come again!

Jiang Yun's body was adorned with storage magic artifacts plundered from Lei Ling and Xing Mo.

These two envoys of the Dao San Palace are both extremely wealthy, with their individual spiritual stones alone exceeding millions.

Although the number of seventh-grade spirit stones is not too many, there are still around a hundred pieces, which naturally allows Jiang Yun to conduct hundreds of times of comprehension.

Then, the following time, Jiang Yun completely immersed himself in his understanding of the desolate patterns.

Even then, he stopped paying attention to the finger within him, no longer thinking about the possibility of heavenly calamity that could strike at any moment.

As for Gingercloud's situation, Tianluo is naturally always paying close attention.

However, he couldn't see the Dao imprint fragments or the desolate patterns. In his eyes, Jiang Yun was simply cultivating in seclusion.

It was precisely because of this that he became even more puzzled.

Because in addition to his physical strength, Ginger Cloud was increasingly radiating more and more spiritual energy.

And this, unlike the characteristics of the Savage Clan, Demon Clan, and Ginger Clan, is completely different.

Up until this point, Tianluo had never considered that the recent anomaly involving the Jiang clan's sacred artifact was related to Jiangyun.

Time flies! It's been four months already.

As early as a month ago, Jiang Yun had stopped contemplating the desolate patterns and instead sat in the courtyard, gazing at the plants growing before him.

Moreover, he even carved out several small rivulets beneath these plants and grasses, then stared straight ahead for a whole month.

If Nanyun had no idea what was so attractive about these plants, they weren't rare or exotic varieties, nor did they have any distinctive appearance. Yet, they held Jiangyun's gaze for so long!

However, she also didn't dare to disturb Jiang Yun!

As time passed, not only did no one come to Tianluo Sect again, but the monthly supply of medicinal pills for Jiang Yun was also provided on time, just as it was before. Everything returned to normal, allowing her heart that had been hanging in the air to finally settle down.

Of course, this also made her admire Jiang Yun even more, knowing that everything he did must have his reasons.

But just today, after a whole month of sitting on the ginger cloud, Yun suddenly stood up and walked towards outside the courtyard.

Since the last mirage incident, Jiang Yun not only stopped being threatened by Tiansuo's fall, but he also gained some relative freedom, at least allowing him to walk back and forth on this mountain of Tiansuo.

Where are you going

Nan Yun rushed out of the house and, seeing Jiang Yun's departing figure, cried out anxiously.

"Just spin around!" Jiang Yun said without looking back.

As the voice faded, Jiang Yun had already stepped out of the courtyard and walked along the steep steps down to Tianluo Mountain. He didn't stop until he reached the foot of the mountain.

After standing there for a moment, he actually went back up the path, until he returned to Lü Lun's courtyard and sat down again, closing his eyes.

At this moment, Nan Yun was completely baffled. She couldn't understand what Jiang Yun was doing, why she had climbed Tianluoshan out of the blue.

Shaking his head, Nanyu ignored Jiangyun.

And for three days, Jiang Yun sat in that state. After three days, Jiang Yun suddenly opened his eyes, and a bright light flared within them. His lips moved soundlessly, uttering two words: "Thank you!"

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