Destined Antagonist: I Refuse To Annul The Engagement!

Chapter 510: The Underworld Tribe

"Plunder Human Race luck to bless yourself and achieve your own transcendence..."

Jiang Xuan nodded thoughtfully.

"Then am I not in danger now?" Jiang Xuan's face darkened. The crisis warning generated by the passive skill just now was so outrageous, far more than any previous one. It even made him lose his mind and almost lost him. In endless despair.

You know, the passive skill is a weapon for him to seek good fortune and avoid disaster. It is not an exaggeration to say that its magical effect is his own Goldfinger, but the early warning generated by the passive skill actually makes him almost lost. It is conceivable... This How outrageous a crisis is!

"Master, you can rest assured that I have sensed the general location and status of the lost Human Race sacred object. It has now been sealed. It is not easy to harm the master. Moreover, it is a Human Race sacred object after all. As the owner believes, With Human Race luck, we have every chance to forcibly subdue it and kill the contaminated weapon spirit!" the spirit of the human monument said with certainty.

Hearing this, Jiang Xuan's eyes lit up, "Seriously?"

The spirit of the human monument nodded.

"Show the direction and conquer this Human Race sacred object first!" Jiang Xuan made a decision immediately.

Qin Heng has the support of Song Ji and Feng Ducheng. It is not easy to destroy the Qin Family, and he is not in a hurry. It is better to conquer the Human Race sacred object first and enhance his own strength.

Most importantly, the Human Race relic can help him further suppress the cursed totem and increase his Lifespan.

Although his current three hundred years of Lifespan is barely enough, but... who would think that he has a long life?

Besides, he is now a Venerable after all, but he only has a mere three hundred years of Lifespan. Is it so shabby? !

"From here, go straight forward for a hundred thousand miles." The spirit of the human monument pointed in a direction.

Immediately, Jiang Xuan put away the monument, without explaining too much to Jiang Changshou and the others, and said directly, "The plan has changed. Come with me to get something."

After saying that, he directly ordered Nangong Qingnian to summon the immortal boat and march in the direction pointed by the spirit of the human monument.

Although Jiang Changshou and others had all kinds of doubts, they could only follow Jiang Xuan's wishes and set off first.

Just like that, the immortal boat cut through the immortal boat and flew at a high speed over the dark and deep main domain of chaos.

This will naturally not avoid Fengdu City's intelligence network.

About half an hour later, Song Ji returned to Fengdu City and received the news.

"Going towards the foggy restricted area?"

Song Ji lowered her eyes slightly, puzzled.

The Mist Forbidden Zone is located in the deepest part of the Chaos Main Domain. If the Chaos Main Domain is synonymous with danger, then the Mist Forbidden Zone can be regarded as a place of death!

Being shrouded in the extremely corrosive fog of chaos all year round, even a true god and a powerful person cannot withstand the corrosion of the strands of chaos fog. At most, half a stick of incense will be corroded into a pool of blood.

What's more, there are all kinds of indescribable strange creatures in it, which are extremely powerful.

Even she wouldn't dare to set foot there easily.

Didn't Jiang Xuan come to destroy the Qin Family? Why did you suddenly turn around and go to the foggy restricted area?

Song Ji felt puzzled.

At this moment, strands of strange gas emerged from Song Ji's body and gathered together to form an indescribable ghost, with a death-like white light shining in her hollow, deep eyes.

"That kid should be going for the Divine Farmer's Cauldron in the Mist Restricted Area."

The ghost voice spoke in a dry and hoarse voice, as if it had been polished by sand and stone, "I just felt the strange movement of the Divine Farmer's Cauldron, and it must be related to that kid."

"Divine Farmer's Cauldron?"

Song Ji's beautiful eyes opened slightly, with a look of astonishment flashing across her face, "The legendary Divine Farmer's Cauldron of the Human Race? Does it really exist?"

"hehe."

The ghost sneered, "Since there is a legend, how can it be groundless?"

"The Divine Farmer's Cauldron is the Good Fortune Pill furnace made by Emperor Yan Shennong who gathered thirty-six rare stones from all over the world. Later Emperor Yan traveled all over the world to refine all the precious medicines in the Myriad Worlds, and obtained the endless precious medicine Spirit Qi to nourish him, and then he attained enlightenment. On this occasion, with the blessing of Human Race luck, it was completely completed."

"It is said that on the day the Divine Farmer's Cauldron was cast, the Great Dao blessed it and made it the first Pill Refining Cauldron in the Myriad Worlds!"

"The No. 1 Pill Refining Furnace in Myriad Worlds?!" Song Ji's eyes suddenly widened in shock.

"Heh, so what about the first Pill Refining Furnace in Myriad Worlds?"

The ghost sneered again, "After all, it's just an artifact. If you follow a master who doesn't know how to live or die, you can't escape disaster."

Song Ji was stunned, a little confused.

Ghost Shadow continued, "Emperor Yan has a whim and wants to use the Divine Farmer's Cauldron to smelt the Great Dao of the heavens and refine a life pill that can change the destiny of the Human Race. The destiny is extremely high. How can it be changed by human power?"

"The actions of Emperor Yan offended the Supreme Order, causing endless disasters and punishments. Emperor Yan died suddenly, and the Divine Farmer's Cauldron also had three legs cut off, and its rank dropped by more than half."

"After that, the Human Race Immortal Court collapsed, and the Myriad Races were watching. The Human Race king had no choice but to use the Divine Farmer's Cauldron to resist the Myriad Races. Although the Divine Farmer's Cauldron still had some remaining power, our ancestors used the great Divine Ability to Transform the spirit of the instrument, awaken the spirit of the instrument, and stop collaborating with the Human Race. From then on, it rebels against the Human Race and feeds on the luck of the Human Race."

"Later, catastrophe swept across the world, and the world was in chaos. The insidious Human Race warriors took advantage of the chaos, bypassed our clan's defenses, and forcibly sealed the Divine Farmer's Cauldron."

"At that time, although our clan was unable to do so, we still responded to the request of the Divine Farmer's Cauldron and placed it in the Dao Holy Realm to allow it to recover on its own and break the seal."

The historical picture unfolds in Song Ji's mind through the ghost's narration.

Although she has accepted the other party's power, she is still a Human Race after all, so she retains some doubts about Ghost Shadow's words.

After all, the converting tool spirit... no matter how this sounds, it's a bit ridiculous.

Of course, she would not foolishly question it. The ability to restore her appearance and body to its current state depends entirely on the strength of the other party. Even if she wants to regain her beauty and completely repair the right half of her face that has been corroded by the power of rules, she will not. You can only rely on the other party.

"Get ready. Go to the Mist Restricted Area as soon as possible. You must get ahead of that kid and get the Divine Farmer's Cauldron!" The ghost said solemnly, then dispersed and returned to Song Ji's body.

Song Ji's eyes flashed slightly, and the other party asked her to go and seize the Divine Farmer's Cauldron. This basically corroborated everything the other party told her, and there must have been a lot of added fuel and jealousy.

However, there is no doubt that the Divine Farmer's Cauldron is a sacred object of the Human Race. She must keep it in her own hands and not let Jiang Xuan and his party take it.

After thinking for a while, Song Ji threw out a magic talisman and ordered her strong men to go to the foggy restricted area first to find out the news.

Then, Song Ji turned around and entered the side room.

Qin Heng is here, and the table in front of him is filled with tonic elixirs.

Song Ji sat down next to Qin Heng, with a smile in her eyes. She moved her hands up and down, enjoying the other person's capital. She blew hot air against Qin Heng's earlobe and said softly, "You are mine. You cannot ask for death without my permission." Oh~~"

Qin Heng didn't know whether he accepted his fate or had a more determined pursuit. He didn't dodge or resist at all. He nodded honestly, and then, as if to express his stance, he decisively swallowed a few more tonic pills.

Song Ji smiled with satisfaction.

"It's time to get down to business."

Song Ji held her hand slightly and dragged Qin Heng towards the bed.

Qin Heng obeyed, came to the bed, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I have a doubt. I hope you can clear it up for me before doing anything."

"Ask as you do, don't delay." Song Ji took off Qin Heng's clothes with ease.

"Jiang Xuan has destroyed my soul, how did you bring me back to life?" Qin Heng asked: "As far as I know... this is not something that a quasi-sage can touch."

Song Ji was full of charm, caressing Qin Heng's chest, and said softly, "In the Myriad Worlds, there is a powerful race that climbed out of the netherworld. They are born with the power of destiny and have incredible Resurrection from the Dead. The ability to bring the dead back to life is absolutely impossible for most people, but for them, it is not difficult."

"There is such a powerful race in the world?!" Qin Heng was horrified and asked: "What race is it?"

Song Ji cast a resentful look, but still decisively gave Qin Heng the answer.

"They... call themselves the Nether Clan!"