Rise to the West
37 Primordial Chaos is supreme, and the Heavenly Dao is merciless.

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"For example, all the star areas near ALKAID are cultivating Xuance Fifth Cauldrons. Soon, Xuance Fifth Cauldrons will appear one after another.”The mysterious old man glanced at Han Feng and said leisurely.

Han Feng's gaze was calm as he slowly said,"When will the Supreme Primordial Chaos open?”

The mysterious old man laughed and said,"What, are you tempted? "Actually, with your level of cultivation, although it is dangerous to enter the Origin Sect, as long as you are careful, you don't have to worry too much. After all, there is a huge restriction on strength in the Origin Sect. The higher your level of cultivation, the greater the restriction.”

Han Feng raised his head, looked at the old man, and said,"Why?"

The mysterious old man picked up the wine pot and drank the last mouthful of wine. He licked his lips and said," The Ancient Origin World has already been shattered into countless fragments. The Heaven Earth Law of the Origin World is completely chaotic. This is the key. If there is a fluctuation of a late-stage Primordial Chaos Saint's power, then the small portion of the Origin World fragment will immediately collapse. Of course, depending on the size of the Origin World fragment, there are some places that can withstand a higher level of power fluctuation. Therefore, all cultivators with high cultivation levels would limit their Dharmic powers to the high-level Primordial Chaos Sacred Realm as long as they did not want to commit suicide.”

Han Feng was silent as several thoughts flashed through his mind. After a long time, he looked up at the mysterious old man and said,"Senior's late night visit, I'm afraid it's not just to tell this junior these things, right?”

The mysterious old man chuckled. There was a vile intent in his laughter as he said,"Young man, I'm here to tell you that I'm leaving. Before I leave, you have to make me a wooden carving so that I can give it to Little Cui of the Red Smoke Tower. When she misses me, she will be reminded of me. Sigh, a handsome man like me who only appears in legends will naturally be missed by countless beautiful women.”As he spoke, he revealed a rather emotional expression. However, within this expression, there was an unconcealable smugness. Occasionally, he would glance at Han Feng, obviously waiting for Han Feng to praise him a few more times.

Han Feng was silent. After a long time, he picked up a wooden block and used his right finger to carve on it.

However, just as he finished carving the rough shape, the mysterious old man snorted and said with dissatisfaction,"No clothes!"

Han Feng's finger paused and he smiled bitterly. He hesitated for a moment before he touched the wooden block and started carving again. This time, his finger didn't stop but moved like the wind. Before long, a skinny, monkey-like, naked old man was carved on the wooden block.

Apart from the wild and violent intent that was not carved on the wood carving, it was basically the same as the old man. It was very similar and gave off a lifelike feeling. Even the wrinkles on his face were the same. The only thing lacking was cultivation.

The mysterious old man immediately grabbed it and looked at it for a long time. His brows furrowed more and more tightly. Finally, he glared and said,"What is this? It doesn't look like it, not at all. Could it be that in your eyes, this old man looks like this? You're not carving me, you're carving a monkey. Monkey, do you understand?”

As he spoke, the mysterious old man threw the wooden carving aside and stared straight at Han Feng. He said word by word,"No!"

At this moment, the old man's eyes were no longer filled with playfulness, but seriousness. There was even a hint of madness in his eyes.

Han Feng immediately noticed something unusual. The spiritual energy in the surroundings seemed to be changing according to some sort of pattern. A sense of danger suddenly appeared in his heart.

Han Feng had been speculating about the mysterious old man's cultivation for the past few decades. However, at this moment, his evaluation of the mysterious old man's cultivation increased once again.

He glanced at the mysterious old man and picked up a piece of wood. This time, he waved his right hand like the wind and used twice the time as before to carve a piece of wood.

The person carved out of the wood was handsome and elegant. His eyes were especially bright. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was a peerless beauty. However, his appearance was far from that of the mysterious old man. As long as one was not blind, they could tell that he was definitely not the same person as the mysterious old man.

As soon as the carving was finished, it was snatched away by the mysterious old man. He stared at the carving with shining eyes and laughed,"Not bad, this is me. Good, too similar. Young man, your carving is not bad. I'll lend you that straw hat magic treasure for a while!”

The mysterious old man looked at the wood carving happily. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. After stuffing it into his chest, he looked at Han Feng with great admiration and said,"In the future, just carve it like this. It has to be real, right? Although your statue is slightly different from my current appearance, the difference is not big and can be ignored. Most importantly, this wood carving is almost exactly the same as when I was young!”

As the mysterious old man spoke, he stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly turned around and said,"There are still 99 wooden carvings left. Don't forget them when you reach the advanced Primordial Chaos Sacred Realm. Otherwise, I'll be able to find you wherever you go.”

After watching the eccentric old man leave, Han Feng picked up the wooden sculpture of the mysterious old man that he had carved earlier. After taking a look at it, he smiled and casually placed it on a shelf at the side.

Han Feng did not plan to participate in the matter of the Origin Sect. If his cultivation could reach the advanced Primordial Chaos Saint realm, then there was no harm in making a trip. However, it was too early to think about it now.

As for the war between the Alliance of Land Guards and the cultivators of the Cold Night World, Han Feng thought about it for a while and decided not to participate. This kind of thing involved too many people. If he was not careful, the consequences would be severe.

As a result, Han Feng's life returned to its peaceful state. The heavy snow that had been falling for the entire Realm-Earth Alliance gradually lessened after a month. The light from the cultivators 'magic treasures in the sky became more frequent. Occasionally, some cultivators could be seen repairing something.

Han Feng observed for a while and confirmed that these cultivators were forming a formation. This formation was set up in the sky to prevent snow from falling.

At the same time, in addition to the formation in the sky, a large number of cultivators from various sects and cultivation families began to walk through the various cities and plains. Their job was to clear the snow.

Using mana to clear the snow had little effect. The snowflakes were strangely sensitive to mana fluctuations. Therefore, these cultivators loosened their bodies, which had not been so active for a long time, and began to clear the snow with their own strength.

Since the cultivators had already taken action, the mortals would naturally not be left behind. The mortal city lords guarding the territory of the Realm Earth Alliance had obviously received the order of the immortal master. Therefore, a large number of mortal soldiers began to clear the snow.

Because the territory of the Realm Earth Alliance was extremely large, not only were the mortal troops clearing the snow, but even the citizens of the city were also forcefully recruited to participate in the clearing.

Yang Ziang was one of them.

As for the old man who was already in his twilight years, he did not escape this matter. However, under the orders of the Great Wilderness North Lord who had always been filial to him, no one came to disturb Han Feng.

The snow-clearing operation lasted for several months. Yang Ziang had already been recruited to the south. The entire Great Desolate City, or even all the cities in the Land Guard Alliance, were mostly empty. Except for some noble people, everyone was recruited to participate in the snow-clearing.

In this snow, even women and children were forcibly recruited. Before Yang Ziang left, Han Feng gave him a small wooden carving for him to keep close to him.

As for his wife, Han Feng also gave her a small wooden carving.

The function of this wood carving was to radiate warmth and prevent the body from freezing.

In the early stages of this battle between cultivators, the mortals who guarded the Realm Alliance were the first to suffer. These mortals did not even know the reason for the snowfall. In order to protect their homes from the snow disaster, they stepped into the merciless snow.

Every few meters, there would be a huge mountain of snow in the Alliance. All the snow was piled up under these mountains, and under the help of some powerful cultivators, the height of the snow was slowly increased.

In the fields, all the crops had been completely submerged by the snow.

Every day, countless mortals were frozen to death. Every day, some houses collapsed under the heavy snow…

This was a disaster.

On this morning, Han Feng walked out of the shop and looked at the street that was still covered in snow even though the ground had been cleared. In the sky, although the snowstorm was slightly smaller, it still existed.

A few days ago, the large-eared cultivator Pei Qinhu had sent a jade slip to Han Feng. He didn't invite Han Feng to join the Realm Earth Guard Alliance again. Instead, he told Han Feng about all the actions the Alliance had taken in recent days, as well as a shocking secret.

After the entire country's snowfall, the amount of snow that guarded the territory of the Realm Earth Alliance had decreased significantly. However, there were countless more towering snow peaks.

In addition, most of the cultivators guarding the territory of the Realm Earth Alliance had already been invited by the Realm Earth Alliance to join them to fight against the upcoming war.

However, Pei Qinhu also raised his doubts. According to the practice of the cultivators in the Cold Night World, it would never be like this. The snow would not fall for months. Normally, it would only last for ten days at most.

This was because the rules of the Sixth Grade Great Thousand Plane were that cultivators would try their best to restrain themselves from interfering with the Mortal Realm.

However, four months had passed, but the snowstorm in the sky had not decreased at all. It was only covered by the array.

There was only one explanation for this phenomenon. Pei Qinhu had told him in the jade slip that the cultivators of the Cold Night World wanted to destroy the foundation of the Earth Alliance and invade the other planes!

In the Shattered Army World, wars between planes were extremely rare. After all, there was the intervention of the only Level 6 Great Thousand World. However, it wasn't as if such wars had never happened before.

According to the records of the Earth Guard Union, there were four wars of invasion on ALKAID. Three of these wars took place in the fourth level of the Great Thousand World, and one in the fifth level of the Great Thousand World.

However, without exception, every invasion war had the shadow of the level six Great Thousand Plane behind it. In other words, it was very likely that the cultivators of the Cold Night Great Thousand World had used various methods to move the level six Great Thousand Plane. Therefore, they had tacitly agreed to carry out such a war.

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