Immortal Path to Heaven

The figure in the sky slowly descended.

Everyone was shocked. Half a year had passed, so they did not expect Master Ou to still be on this continent.

"Greetings, Master Ou." Du Jian hurriedly walked over and cupped his hands.

"Master Ou." The other elders of the Ancient Shaman Tribe also quickly walked over and bowed.

Ou Yangming was the savior of the Ancient Shaman Tribe. If the other party had not brought them out of the heart of origins, their tribe would have been destroyed by the Golden Crows and the Qiongqis. They would have vanished into the dust of the universe.

"There's no need to be so polite." Ou Yangming gently raised his hand, and the elders could not help but stand up.

They were secretly surprised. Master Ou's strength was indeed beyond their imagination.

Ou Yangming saw that the Ancient Shaman Tribe had taken root here and gradually stabilized, so he was relieved.

He had promised Senior Du Xie to take care of them, and he had done it.

There were only a little more than 2 years left, and Ou Yangming could not keep them by his side all the time. His gaze swept through the crowd, and he suddenly asked, "Has Du Lingxuan already fused with all 3 Dripping Blood Stones?"

"Yes, it's all thanks to your advice, Master Ou. Otherwise, we wouldn't know the benefits of the Dripping Blood Stones," Du Jian thanked him politely.

Ou Yangming nodded and retracted his gaze. "That's right. The Ancient Shaman Tribe has now produced a genius. In the future, if you fuse more Dripping Blood Stones, your tribe will have an additional powerhouse."

"The Dripping Blood Stones are incomparably magical. It's just a pity that they're too hard to come by." An elder of the Ancient Shaman Tribe sighed.

Their bodies as Ancient Shamans were already very powerful. Fusing with the Dripping Blood Stones would give them twice the result with half the effort. Coupled with their cultivation methods, their strengths could increase linearly. It was just a pity that the stones were too hard to come by.

"What's so difficult about getting the Dripping Blood Stones?" Ou Yangming said with a faint smile.

"Master Ou, what did you say? Do you know where the Dripping Blood Stones can be obtained?" Du Jian was a little excited. The other elders also looked at Ou Yangming curiously. The Dripping Blood Stones were something that they dreamed of.

To the Ancient Shaman Tribe, the Dripping Blood Stones were very rare and precious. This was mainly because they were not strong enough, but Ou Yangming was different.

"I came here to give you the Dripping Blood Stones." Ou Yangming took out an interspatial bag.

This interspatial bag was once refined by him. The space inside was very big, and it was now filled with the Dripping Blood Stones. This was also the gift he prepared for the Ancient Shaman Tribe before he left.

"Master Ou, you're too polite. The Dripping Blood Stones are incredibly precious and important for cultivation. You should keep them for your own use."

Du Jian's heart was burning, and he yearned for the Dripping Blood Stones, but he did not take the interspatial bag that Ou Yangming handed over.

After all, the items were not only useful to them, but also to Ou Yangming.

"I still have a lot of them, so these are for you. You don't need to be so polite." Ou Yangming threw the interspatial bag over.

After hearing that Ou Yangming still had a lot of the stones, Du Jian was no longer polite. He picked up the interspatial bag and took a look.

Suddenly, Du Jian's face turned pale, and his body trembled.

Du Jian looked at Ou Yangming and asked in shock, "Master Ou, you... You're not joking, right?"

He originally thought that even if Ou Yangming gave them the Dripping Blood Stones, there would only be a dozen at most. A few dozen of them would be the limit. The Dripping Blood Stones were precious treasures in the Fallen Land, and they could not be found everywhere.

Nonetheless, at this moment, when Du Jian looked at the items in the interspatial bag, it really made him think that the Dripping Blood Stones could be found anywhere.

How many Dripping Blood Stones were there?

Even Du Jian could not count them without spending a bit of time.

"Clan Master, what's wrong?"

The other elders looked curious. Why did Du Jian's expression change so much after seeing Master Ou's space bag? Could there be a lot of Dripping Blood Stones inside?

"Take a look." Du Jian did not explain. He threw the interspatial bag over and continued to look at Ou Yangming.

Ou Yangming looked at Du Jian and said, "Since I said that I'll give them to you, I'm not joking. I haven't counted how many Dripping Blood Stones there are in total, but they'll be enough for your tribe to use for a period. As for your future development, you'll have to depend on yourselves."

There were many Dripping Blood Stones in the interspatial bag. Even if all the Ancient Shamans used them together, they could use them for 2 years.

They did not have Ou Yangming's talent, nor did they have the Ancient Demons' blood essences and the rare Sky-devouring Art. The speed of their fusions should be very slow.

These Dripping Blood Stones could at least guarantee that they could develop rapidly in 3 years. As for what the world would be like in 3 years, Ou Yangming did not know, so he could not plan for the Ancient Shamans.

This time, Ou Yangming was quite confident. With his strength at the moment, there was still a good chance for him to obtain a divine spark. If he was lucky enough to break through the threshold again in these 2 years and break through to the third step of the law boundary, he would have absolute confidence.

After consuming the Nine Revolutions Golden Pill, he would become a supreme mighty figure that was equal to heaven.

At that time, even if he could not completely protect the Dragons and the Ancient Shamans, he could at least bring a portion of them into his divine kingdom so that their bloodlines would not completely disappear in the destruction.

The other elders of the Ancient Shaman Tribe were also shocked beyond words. Their tribe had only managed to obtain 5 Dripping Blood Stones in the past half a year. The amount of Dripping Blood Stones in the interspatial bag was so great that it made them feel suffocated.

"I've delivered the items. Now, it's time for me to leave this world." Ou Yangming looked at the sky and said in a deep voice.

"Master Ou, the Great WIde World is your stage. Go. If you have time, you can come and visit us here again." Du Jian did not try to persuade him to stay.

"Farewell, Master Ou," a few elders also said in clear voices.

"Goodbye, Master Ou," all the members of the Shaman Tribe shouted loudly, and their gazes were focused on Ou Yangming.

"Don't worry. After 3 years, if... I'll come to visit you."

Ou Yangming said vaguely. He took a step forward and instantly appeared in the sky a kilometer away. Then, he turned into a light stream and disappeared into the horizon.

It was worth noting that the sky in the Fallen Land was very high as if there was no end to it.

The higher Ou Yangming flew, the greater the pressure. It was easy to enter this world but difficult to leave. It was the same in almost every world.

Due to the strong pressure, toward the end, it was estimated that even existences in the second step would not be able to withstand it. Ou Yangming finally understood why the creatures of the Fallen Land did not communicate with the outside world at all. It turned out that they could not leave at all.

After a long time, Ou Yangming arrived in front of an area of thick black fog.

Ou Yangming had seen this black fog once when he was outside. At that time, he just wanted to see what it looked like inside. He did not expect to be sucked in by chance.

He was not the only one here. There were 2 ferocious beasts with different appearances and a Devil Dweller. As soon as he came here, he felt 3 pairs of eyes firmly locked on him.

These 3 figures were Devil Gods. Each of them was a bit stronger than the black dragon.

"Who are you?" A bell-like voice sounded in Ou Yangming's ears.

The one who spoke was a Devil-God-level ferocious beast.

"Who am I? Why should I tell you?" Ou Yangming did not pay attention to these figures. He was also a bit curious about what these 3 Devil Gods were doing here.

Ou Yangming's words caused the fierce beast's expression to change. The beast could not figure out the strength of this strange being.

Despite that, since Ou Yangming could come here, the beast figured that he was unusual.

The 3 beings looked at each other and did not choose to act rashly.

"You're not planning to leave from here, are you?"

The Devil Dweller among the three asked curiously when he saw Ou Yangming looking at the thick fog in front of him.

"Aren't you planning to do the same?" Ou Yangming asked back.

This place was empty, and there was not even any spiritual Qi in the air. Ou Yangming didn't believe that they would not come here to have fun.

The Devil Dweller smiled. "You're right. We plan to leave from here. We know from an Ancient Devil God's books that there's a vast world outside. That world is much bigger than the Fallen Land. The 3 of us also want to go and take a look."

"Why don't you go out then?" Ou Yangming asked.

"Go out?" The Devil Dweller sneered. "Do you think it's that easy to go out? The 3 of us have been studying here for 10,000 years. Now, we can only step a kilometer into the thick fog. It's almost impossible to break through this fog."

"How ignorant!" The other beast shouted coldly. If it was not for the fact that they could not figure out Ou Yangming's race and strength, they would not have bothered to waste their time with him.

Hearing their words, Ou Yangming's eyes were filled with astonishment.

'Could it be that the Fallen Land only allows people to enter and not leave?'

Ou Yangming had been sucked in here. If he could not go out, it would be a huge loss for him. Of course, he was not particularly worried. He had a trump card. This trump card was something the 3 Devil Gods could not imagine.

The young fellow looked at the thick fog in front of him. It seemed like there was a prehistoric beast hidden inside. He asked in a deep voice, "How did you determine how far you could go in?"

"You want to try?" The Devil Dweller's eyes lit up.

"How would I know if I can succeed or not if I don't try?" Ou Yangming smiled calmly.

The Devil Dweller glanced at the 2 beasts. The 3 of them exchanged glances and quickly came to a consensus, the Devil Dweller said, "I don't know what substance that thick fog is made of, but your body will be harmed if you're inside. If you want to go out, you'll need to use your strength to blast a path out. However, the thick fog will gradually recover. If you can't break it in 2 or 3 moves, you'd better come back as soon as possible. Otherwise, you might be trapped in it forever."

These guys wanted to see how strong Ou Yangming was. If he was strong, they could unite and study how to get out of here together. If he was not strong enough...

It was not actually a kind reminder from the Devil Dweller. Given their levels, as long as they entered the thick fog, they could feel the changes.

"I'll give it a try then." Ou Yangming looked ahead. The Reincarnation Spear appeared in his hand.

The few Devil Gods looked at the weapon in Ou Yangming's hand in surprise. This weapon looked unusual.

Ou Yangming took a step forward!