"Weird things happen every year."

"There are so many this year."

"Drinking and drinking must have dazzled me."

…

In the chess battlefield, the terrain is ever-changing. You may think you are moving in a straight line, but maybe you are just going in circles.

At this moment, those Realm Beast Immortals encountered this kind of situation like a ghost beating a wall.

They had walked back to a certain misty mountain for the fourth time.

"Hmph! This four-corner chess world is indeed extraordinary. With our cultivation level, we can't tell the direction at all!" Among the six people, the thunder-robed immortal named Ben Lei Jie said with a serious face.

"Then use secret techniques to sense it!" the old immortal named Dongjingjiu ordered.

"Let me do it! The art of world mind!" The red-faced immortal named from the volcanic world suddenly released his spiritual mind and strangely merged with the world of this world.

This is the secret technique of the realm beast clan, which can integrate spiritual thoughts into the realm, thereby perceiving the situation of the entire realm.

But this time, this invincible secret technique failed!

The red-faced Immortal Lord suddenly spurted out blood, and all the spiritual thoughts integrated into the Four Corner Chess world were shattered.

"What's going on!" the immortals asked in shock.

"It failed. There is a ray of divine consciousness of the Immortal Kingdom hidden in this realm, which cannot be violated." The Immortal Master who cast the magic said in a hateful voice.

"Have you planted the world coordinates to lock the location of the Confederate Army's barracks?"

"The moment when the spiritual mind was shattered, some seeds were planted..."

"Okay! Just follow the guidance of the Jie Nian coordinates and head towards the Southern Army barracks!"

The gazes of these World Beast Immortals turned to the Southern Army barracks that had been abandoned for countless years.

The immortals suppressed the injury of the injured immortal and continued on their way.

After a long time, there was a sudden flash of light in this deserted place, and Ning Fan's figure appeared.

"Confederate Army?"

With a flash of figure, Ning Fan disappeared from the spot and followed him again.

…

The Palace of Lost Worlds originally had four palaces, but due to some reasons, the Nangong lineage completely disappeared in the long river of history.

When those world beast immortals came to the Confederate Army barracks, the scene they saw was ruins and broken walls everywhere.

"What exactly are our ancestors looking for when they send us here? This place must have been ransacked countless times. There can't be any treasure left." The red-faced Immortal asked in confusion.

"Don't look for treasures, look for people!" the old immortal replied.

"Looking for someone? Nangong has been destroyed long ago, and there are no chess soldiers in the Southern Army barracks to participate in the battle. Who are we looking for here?" asked the Thunder Robe Immortal.

"King Zhi!" The old man's words were astonishing.

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked.

"Isn't Wang Zhi a legendary figure?"

"Could it be that the ancient legend about Shishishan's rotten Ke people is actually true!"

"Is there really such a person as Wang Zhi?"

"If this person really exists, there is no way the Palace of Relics would not know about it!"

"Everyone, please be quiet!" the old Immortal Lord shouted displeased.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, he continued to explain, "You should have heard that our ancestors sneaked into this place four million years ago and were seriously injured..."

"Isn't that already confirmed to be a rumor?" Others asked puzzledly.

"Rumor? Haha, that's just a lie! The ancestor was indeed injured, and the person who hurt him is a weirdo who calls himself Wang Zhi!"

"Hiss! Our ancestor is a second-level quasi-sage. This person can even severely injure our ancestors. Could it be that he is some unparalleled ancient cultivator?" Everyone was shocked.

"Nine out of ten!"

"Well, what should we do? That man can even severely injure our ancestors. If I wait to find him, won't I be asking for my own death?"

"Don't be afraid! My ancestor said that the man had a weird personality, but he was not a murderous person. Otherwise, my ancestor would have been seriously injured, or at least beaten to the point of losing his cultivation. According to what our ancestor said, he was not a murderer back then.

It was near the Confederate Army barracks that I met that strange man. Time has passed and I don’t know if that man is still here. If he is still here, we need to find him, and so on..."

Before the old immortal master finished speaking, he suddenly heard a sigh of vicissitudes of time coming from mid-air, which seemed to be suppressed by God's will and had unparalleled power.

At the moment when the sigh sounded, all the trees within a radius of thousands of miles were broken in half, as if they were cut down by the thought of the master of the sigh.

This human Taoist thought is like an invisible axe, which can chop down all the trees in the world.

The Beast Immortal Lord from all realms suddenly became suspicious and looked around for the source of the sigh, but could not find it.

Turning around suddenly, everyone realized that there was an old man with white hair dressed as a woodcutter behind them.

"Are you looking for something?" the old woodcutter said with a sad face.

"Hiss! Could this person be that weird king?" All the beasts and immortals from all realms were shocked.

"Oh, I know. You must have lost your beloved ax just like me. Did you lose this gold ax or this silver ax?"

The old woodcutter moved his hands, and two axes, one gold and one silver, appeared in each hand.

No matter whether it is a gold ax or a silver ax, they are all innate middle-grade magic weapons!

All the world beast immortals felt that their breathing was a little stagnant, especially the leader, the old immortal, who was sweating nervously.

That’s the problem!

My ancestors were also asked this question when they met this weirdo!

At that time, our ancestors didn't know how powerful this weirdo was. Seeing that the other party actually held two innate middle-grade magic weapons, he tried to snatch them away, but was defeated by this weirdo.

The two gold and silver axes are extremely powerful. More than four million years have passed since my ancestor was injured by the two axes, but the wounds still cannot heal and are still bleeding to this day!

The gold and silver wounds caused by this ax are too difficult to heal!

The reason why the beast immortals from all realms came here was of course not for the face of the great elder of the East Palace, but to seek medicine for their ancestor's injuries.

If he were the owner of this gold and silver axe, he might have a way to resolve the injuries caused by this axe.

"Senior, please forgive me! I, the junior and others, came here to ask for a way to cure the injuries of the gold and silver axes. What happened back then was that my ancestor acted recklessly, so I would like to ask the seniors to ignore the past grievances and cure one or two of them.

, as long as senior shows mercy, our world beast clan is willing to offer ten Immortal Lord Dao Fruits and ten trillion Dao Crystals..."

The old immortal Lord Balabala talked a lot and took out many gifts in an attempt to please the old woodcutter.

But the old woodcutter just frowned, felt sorry for himself, didn't bother to listen to any nonsense, and didn't even bother to look at the mountains of gifts in front of him.

"What, you're not here for the axe? It's really boring."

"Hey, it would have been nice if I hadn't been obsessed with that game of Immortal Chess back then. Why can't I control my own eyes..."

The old woodcutter put away his axe, suddenly raised his head, looked towards a deserted place in the sky and asked, "Why don't you show up, little friend?"

After hearing this, Ning Fan appeared and looked at the old woodcutter with a very solemn look.

This old woodcutter is surprisingly an ancient cultivator!

Ning Fan never imagined that there would be an ancient major cultivator hiding here. Could this person be an ancestor of the Palace of Relics?

What makes Ning Fan even more fearful is that this old woodcutter has a Taoist mind, which greatly suppresses his wood skills. If they really fight, his wood skills will suffer a big loss.

"Senior, are you from the Palace of Relics?" Ning Fan landed on the ground and asked.

All the world beast immortals were shocked and angry! They never imagined that they would be secretly followed by Ning Fan!

"The Palace of Lost Worlds? What is that..." The old woodcutter looked confused.

"Dare I ask if your senior is a monk from Beitian?" Ning Fan was slightly surprised and asked again.

"Beitian, what is it..." The old woodcutter still looked confused.

Ning Fan was even more surprised.

This person seems to be unaware of the Palace of the Lost World and the existence of Beitian. His appearance of being ignorant and ignorant does not look like he is pretending at all.

"Where are you from, senior?"

"Xin'an County, Dongping Village."

"Are these the place names of the real world?"

"What is the true world?"

The old woodcutter's face was full of confusion. He was like a blank sheet of cultivation and knew nothing about cultivation.

Ning Fan looked thoughtful, as if he was thinking about the origin of the old woodcutter.

Although this person has reached the heavens in cultivation, he is different from anyone Ning Fan has encountered before.

This person is incompatible with the world of cultivation. This person does not look like a monk at all, but more like a mortal who accidentally obtains supreme cultivation.

There is no sense of any calculation or hostility toward the outside world in this person...
To be continued...