"Just in time, the Sword Alliance has just had a friction with the Five Blessed Lands. The Dragon Monarch can lead our clan to liaise with the Five Blessed Lands, then act when the opportunity arises. There will always be great opportunities waiting for us."

Tang Changsheng already had a grand strategy in mind, and he hurriedly shared this plan with his other half.

What surprised him was that the Yin Yang Profound Dragon did not immediately respond but instead fell into an unusual silence.

Just as Tang Changsheng was about to inquire, the thoughts of the Yin Yang Profound Dragon came through.

"Changsheng, I am blocked at the end of the Tingsong Cliff Soul Threshold."

With just this one sentence, Tang Changsheng's mind buzzed as if it had crashed.

The Primordial Ancestor of the Formless Race doubted his hearing, so he rarely lost his composure and couldn't help but ask.

"What?"

The Yin Yang Profound Dragon calmly replied, "It's extremely difficult to transmit thoughts in the Soul Threshold; I've barely managed it, so let's make it short.

After you left, Song Yan appeared. His power is terrifying; I can at least be sure that his Divine Thought and body have reached the Divinity Transformation Realm.

He took my Dragon Bone Blood Banner and now is guarding somewhere, waiting for me. You need to help me investigate clearly; otherwise... I cannot leave the Tingsong Cliff Soul Threshold."

Tang Changsheng fell into prolonged silence.

He really didn't know what sort of emotions he was feeling.

It had been a long time since he had felt this way.

Suddenly, he said, "Dragon Monarch, could you tell me what happened at that time?"

The Yin Yang Profound Dragon began to slowly recount the events.

After listening, Tang Changsheng pondered and said, "Raising a hand to gather the mysterious, which should be the Introduction character, this character is the Little Celestial Dao Character of the ruler of these heavens; could he be a celestial being descended upon the world?"

The Yin Yang Profound Dragon said, "Even if a celestial being descends, it's not so easy.

We have to sacrifice our way out of the Sea of Suffering, while celestial beings need someone in the world to match their Mental Realm, Realm, and even Magic Technique to possibly descend.

But in today's world, the True Spirit Light has already gone extinct, and among those hundreds and thousands of sword cultivators, which one of them can leave footprints on the banks of the Sword Dao River?

It's not that I look down on them, but they are unworthy. We are cunning, celestial beings are pure; where in this world is there a pure strong person anymore?"

Tang Changsheng did not speak.

The Yin Yang Profound Dragon said, "Forget it, forget it, Changsheng, whether Song Yan is a celestial being or a reborn great power, now... I'm blocked in the Soul Threshold and can't get out.

I highly suspect that cunning kid is either waiting for me at the entrance or lying in wait at the Formless Ancient Race.

Anyway, I've made up my mind, without his movements, even if I have to stay in this Soul Threshold for ten or twenty years, I will not move.

At worst, I'll go from the deep sea currents of the Sea of Suffering to the next world, but you... will have no future."

Tang Changsheng said, "I'll have Ningxin go to the Formless Ancient Race to take a look. Ningxin has interacted with that kid and might even have some old ties; if they meet, perhaps they can restore relations."

The Yin Yang Profound Dragon urged, "Quickly let her go! If that kid is not a celestial being, let him stop opposing us!"

Tang Changsheng laughed, "I thought the Dragon Monarch would talk about the disgrace of being blocked and having the banner taken."

The Yin Yang Profound Dragon said, "Having been with you for so long, I've seen through it all.

In this world, there is no such thing as disgrace or not; it's just the winner takes all, the loser is the bandit. But there is no eternal winner, only a careless winner, and there will be a long future ahead.

When more strong members of my Dragon Race descend, I'll surely make that kid regret coming into this world!"

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...

The green-clothed Divine Maiden had just finished donning the attire of a Sword Alliance female cultivator and hid the Ghost Face before receiving a thought transmitted from Tang Changsheng.

She respectfully asked, "Primordial Ancestor, what are your instructions?"

A thought came from the other side.

Tang Ningxin suddenly froze and asked after a long while, "Primordial Ancestor, are you joking?"

Tang Changsheng said, "Ningxin, the matters of this world are always subject to change. We need to accept reality and then change it."

"I..."

Tang Ningxin began to tremble from head to toe.

After a while, she exhaled and said, "I understand, I'll return immediately."

Tang Changsheng added, "Since the Dragon Monarch can't come out, I can't get there, and the Ancestral Vein Secret Realm cannot be moved, Tingsong Cliff will soon be searched by the Sword Alliance and the Seven Great Bandits. You don't have much time. Confirm if Song Yan is there, and if he is... strive to establish good relations and ease the situation. If we can delay until more Sea of Suffering Demon Dragons are born, it'll be enough."

"Understood..."

Tang Ningxin replied with indignation, then with a determined look, said, "For the Primordial Ancestor, for my clan, Ningxin will do whatever it takes! This time, Ningxin will not fail!"

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At this moment...

Formless Ancient Race, Ancestral Vein Secret Realm.

"Tang Zhang, where have you been these past few days?"

"All the Shadow Puppets were gone. I suspected something changed, so I chased after them to find out. As a result, I ran into people from the Sword Alliance halfway, and after a fierce battle, I almost perished." Song Yan covered his shoulder, his steps unsteady, clearly injured.

However, his identity was actually that of a Formless Ancient Race disciple named Tang Zhang.

According to the information from the Transformed Minion, Tang Zhang was a major disciple of the Shadow Studio, responsible for assisting Wang Susu in monitoring the surrounding areas with Shadow Puppets. A few days ago, he noticed the monitored Shadow Puppets had moved, felt something was wrong, and pursued them.

It can be said that Song Yan wasn't lying at this moment; however, Tang Zhang had actually died long ago under the sword of a Sword Alliance sword cultivator, but now he had escaped back to the Ancestral Vein Secret Realm.

The speaker sighed and said, "You probably don't know yet, Wang Susu has defected."

"What?!"

Song Yan was greatly shocked, his mouth fell open, "How could Master Wang defect? She... she, this... how could this be?"

The person patted his shoulder and said, "Elder Xiongjia is furious right now. You should go back to your room to recover, and don't go to the Shadow Studio. Wait for the Clan Leader's arrangements."

Song Yan murmured in a daze, "Master Wang, how is that possible, Master Wang, this can't be..."

He muttered as he walked toward his abode.

He never thought he would one day return to the garden-style residence of the Formless Ancient Race Ancestral Vein.

From his little courtyard, looking diagonally, he could even see the courtyard where he once lived for hundreds of years.

Unquestionably, that courtyard was in an excellent location and now had become Tang Xiongjia's residence.

Squeak~

Song Yan pushed open the wooden door and entered the house.

The door closed, isolating external inquiry.

This was the Formless Ancient Race's respect for the privacy of its people.

Song Yan added another layer of investigation isolation, then quietly stood by the window.

Outside the window, the plantain swayed with the wind, making for a unique view looking out from here.

Roses obscured the sight, spirit bees buzzed, peonies blocked the steps, mysterious butterflies flitted, lilacs cast simple shadows, vines twined across walls; it was indeed a splendid summer scene.

Following the memories of Tang Zhang, Song Yan searched the room and found several jars of wine brewed with fresh green plums from the spring.

He opened one, took two sips, and praised to the Transformed Minion Tang Zhang: "Little fellow, nicely brewed."

Then he calmly said, "Once this is over, you'll naturally be reborn, don't worry."

Then, he sat down by the window, took out brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, pondered for a while, dipped the brush in ink, and with a single stroke, the divine image of the Yin Yang Profound Dragon leapt onto the paper.

Song Yan carefully finished the drawing for the Skin Carved Shadow, then inserted Cause and Effect fragments. When there weren't enough fragments, he used the Outer Realm Evil Thought obtained earlier for refinement.

After a day's work, by the next day, a Profound Dragon Shadow Puppet and a Qiu Baiwei Shadow Puppet appeared before him.

He stood at the window, the golden sunlight slanting, casting his dark shadow on the ground.

Song Yan raised a hand, and the Profound Dragon Shadow Puppet, the Qiu Baiwei Shadow Puppet entered his shadow. With another wave of his hand, the Shadow Puppets emerged from his shadow, each carrying six or seven tenths the power of the Yin Yang Profound Dragon and Qiu Baiwei.

Song Yan was overjoyed, trying it several times, and couldn't help but grin widely, showing a mouthful of sharp white teeth.

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