However, Qianchong Zhenjun's claim that he would destroy this place was also a lie.
This kind of cross-realm super teleportation grand formation was truly built from countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures. He would never destroy it; that would be too much of a pity. Instead, he would seal and hide it.
Even though he was just a wisp of his main body's divine will, after he cast the sealing art, it would be very difficult for any native cultivator on the Forsaken Continent to find this place again.
On the side, Zhao Min couldn't help but scoff inwardly when she heard Li Yan call the other party "Ancestor."
'Anyone who didn't know better would really think you two were from the same sect.'
She could see clearly that these two were digging a pit for the people in front of them to jump into. She just hadn't quite figured out the reason yet.
Li Yan and Zhao Min, hearing Qianchong Zhenjun's words, truly believed that he was going to completely destroy this place, the reason being to erase any traces the "Sacred Demon Palace" could find.
As they were pondering, Qianchong Zhenjun slowly turned his head and looked at the few people below.
"I can send you and your clansmen to the Verdant Continent, and I won't require you to make any blood oaths. Just remember a few conditions I state.
First, you are not to reveal the identities and origins of these two. This includes not speaking carelessly or speculating after you return to your clan.
Second, if these two have any needs, your clan must support them with all your might, limited to three times. They will not make any excessive demands. You do not need to intervene in matters beyond your ability.
If you can agree to these conditions, that will be all. If you drag your feet at that time, or fail to deliver after agreeing, don't blame this old man for being ruthless.
At that time, even if all the experts of the Verdant Continent come out, they will not be able to protect your clan!"
Qianchong Zhenjun started off speaking calmly, but by the end, his voice was filled with an endless chill.
This made the five people below feel as if their very souls were about to be shattered by the sound entering their ears.
At this moment, how could the five of them utter a single sound?
As Qianchong Zhenjun's voice fell, all the chill dissipated. The five of them felt that if the other party had just blown a single breath, the five of them would have been turned to ash in an instant.
'This person is as powerful and unfathomable as that white-robed senior back then. Although he doesn't want us to make a blood oath, why would someone like him need to fear others going back on their word?'
For a moment, all five of them, Meng Zhiyuan included, thought of the scene where their master was easily erased like a bubble in the hands of the white-robed youth.
"Senior, everything is as you say. I will remember all these conditions. If we go back on our word, my clan's death will not be worth pitying."
At this time, Meng Zhiyuan had also become ruthless. They had been here for endless years, and their hearts had long been twisted. Not only did they hate "Venerable Duanmu" and the others, but they also hated those clansmen who had long since moved to the Verdant Continent.
Meng Zhiyuan and the others could never understand why no one from the clan had come to look for them for so many years.
Their masters and they had once been the most elite disciples of the clan, yet in the end, they were abandoned like trash without any pity.
So, they wanted to return to the clan. Even if it meant death, they had to question those people in the clan, what was all this for?
For this, he did not hesitate to swear on the entire "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" clan. Although it was not a blood oath, thinking of the terror of the Daoist before them, this was no different from making a heart-demon blood oath.
At that time, if the clan did not agree to their conditions, and the Daoist came looking for them, everyone would die together. No one would live.
Hearing Meng Zhiyuan's promise, the four junior brothers and sisters at his side also felt it was a matter of course and did not feel anything was amiss.
"Alright, after you two arrive on the Verdant Continent, your training should still be your main focus. Do not rely on external forces unless absolutely necessary.
This will be a back-up plan for you there. If you really can't solve something, you can ask the experts of the 'Dark Spirit Demon Bat' clan for help."
Qianchong Zhenjun then looked at Li Yan and said with the air of an old god. Li Yan praised him silently in his heart.
'Martial Uncle, what skillful means!'
Zhao Min had been silent all along, with no surprise on her face, nor did she send any voice transmissions to ask questions. She was just watching these two put on a show.
'Such good coordination. If I hadn't known in advance that you had other intentions, I would have really been fooled!'
However, Zhao Min became more and more puzzled as to why Qianchong Zhenjun was helping Li Yan so much.
Cultivators believed in the words "immortal fortune," but it was enough once the karmic debt was settled. For someone to be so attentive, anyone who didn't know would really think Li Yan was his disciple.
This point made Zhao Min very confused.
"Since you have agreed to my conditions, so be it. I'll give you a quarter of an hour. Go back and bring your clansmen quickly!"
Qianchong Zhenjun waved his large sleeve at the dazed Meng Zhiyuan.
Ever since Meng Zhiyuan and the other four had seen a glimmer of hope, they had been waiting for their final fate to be arranged. Now, hearing the Daoist's words, they were all stunned for a moment.
Only after two full breaths did they all react.
Tears, mixed with the blood on his face, streamed down Meng Zhiyuan's eyes. Having long since cast aside his dignity, he kowtowed heavily again to Qianchong Zhenjun and Li Yan.
"Thank you, Senior, for your fulfillment! Thank you, Fellow Daoist Zhang, for showing mercy! A quarter of an hour is not needed, a hundred breaths is enough!"
He seemed to be afraid that Li Yan and the others would fly away. He immediately stated that they could be ready in a very short time.
Then, he wiped his face messily, turned to his junior brothers and sisters, his face solemn.
"You don't need to return to the forbidden land. Just work together here to open the passage to the forbidden land. I'll go back and gather the clansmen and come out immediately!"
In his heart, it was better for some of the five of them to stay here. If Zhang Ming and the others suddenly changed their minds and turned to leave, these few could still plead again.
These things didn't need to be explained or transmitted by voice. He believed that these few junior brothers and sisters knew what to do. This was their clan's last chance, and their only chance.
Qianchong Zhenjun just smiled slightly and began to communicate with Li Yan via voice transmission.
"After these demonic beasts are teleported, I estimate that the 'Dark Spirit Demon Bats' born in the last few hundred years will not be eroded by the law of time, but it's hard to say for those who have lived for several thousand years or more.
However, as long as there are survivors, you can use this to ask them to do some things, which will save you the time of asking around."
"Thank you, Martial Uncle. There are at least Nascent Soul cultivators in their clan. Experts of this cultivation level should know some news about the path to the Desolate Moon Continent!" Li Yan also replied. This was his true purpose.
The passage from one continent to another, that level of information would usually only exist among high-level cultivators, or be controlled by some major forces.
Especially since the Desolate Moon Continent seemed to be closed off to the outside world, it would be even more difficult for Li Yan and Zhao Min to inquire with their cultivation.
The reason Qianchong Zhenjun didn't know the situation on the Verdant Continent was that he had never been there.
And his main body was too powerful. As long as he couldn't find a teleportation grand formation, he would directly tear open the void and look for a node in the Chaotic Flow Space.
After entering the void space, he would still have a general sense of direction. If he had not walked that path before, he would need to constantly correct his direction and re-position himself.
Even so, for Qianchong Zhenjun's main body, although there were also dangers, it was still much more convenient than teleportation.
Before, the moment Li Yan heard that the "Dark Spirit Demon Bats" outside the cave were begging to be taken away from this place, he immediately thought about whether he could borrow their strength in the future.
Therefore, he had asked Qianchong Zhenjun if the teleportation grand formation led to the Verdant Continent.
And Qianchong Zhenjun had understood his meaning in an instant. Although Zhao Min was exceptionally intelligent, she had not spent as much time training outside as Li Yan, so she couldn't have thought of some things.
On the square, the four "Dark Spirit Demon Bats" in human form stood at the four corners of the square, quickly casting one hand seal after another into the sky.
The originally bright square's sky suddenly appeared with streaks of cracks, which grew larger and larger.
And as these four "Dark Spirit Demon Bats" were casting their hand seals, they would from time to time look at the three people at the entrance of the "Celestial Spirit Grotto." Seeing that the three of them were standing still, the unease in their eyes slowly faded.
In just sixty breaths of time, black shadows fell from the cracks in the sky above the square. They were "Dark Spirit Demon Bats" of varying sizes.
Li Yan and Zhao Min swept their Divine Senses over them. Most of them were second-rank demonic beasts, while the others were first-rank "Dark Spirit Demon Bats" that Li Yan hadn't even seen last time.
'Those first-rank demonic beasts are undoubtedly the younger generation!' Li Yan thought to himself.
The moment these "Dark Spirit Demon Bats" landed on the square, they immediately began to quickly form rows and columns.
They no longer made the sharp "squeaking" sounds that Li Yan had heard last time. Instead, after they stood still, they looked at Li Yan and the other two with a variety of gazes—surprise, joy, numbness, indifference...
With the final appearance of Meng Zhiyuan, no more "Dark Spirit Demon Bats" appeared from the cracks in the sky.
At this time, there were about six hundred "Dark Spirit Demon Bats" standing on the square. Only Meng Zhiyuan and the other four had transformed into human form; the rest were in their original forms.
They supported themselves on the ground with the bones of their fleshy wings, constantly looking around.
"You all have spirit-storing pouches. Put your clansmen in them. It's enough for one person to stay in the teleportation formation with the spirit-storing pouches."
Qianchong Zhenjun gently shook his horsetail whisk and glanced at the waists of the few people.
If the "Dark Spirit Demon Bat" clan didn't have spirit-storing pouches, he wouldn't have said this at all. Instead, he would have made them all lose consciousness with a wave of his hand.
Then he would let Li Yan put them in the "Earthen Patch." After the teleportation was over, Li Yan would release them and wake them up. He definitely couldn't expose the existence of the "Earthen Patch."
With Meng Zhiyuan and their cultivation, all of this might just feel like a blur before their eyes before they regained consciousness.
They would only think that this was all Qianchong Zhenjun's great divine ability, completing the cross-realm teleportation in an instant.
Meng Zhiyuan and the other four did not dare to delay. They immediately took out six spirit-storing pouches.
Li Yan glanced at these six spirit-storing pouches. All of them exuded a sense of ancientness.
'These should be ancient spirit-storing pouches. Just by sensing the aura fluctuations on them, I know that the space inside is very spacious.'
Li Yan could tell at a glance that these spirit-storing pouches were extraordinary, unlike the ones hanging at his waist, each of which only had a space of ten zhang.
Even so, he had picked the best few after killing many cultivators.
Even if the space was not large, each spirit-storing pouch at Li Yan's waist required more than thirty thousand low-grade spirit stones. After all, this was a spatial magical treasure.
Li Yan guessed that just one of the spirit-storing pouches that Meng Zhiyuan and the others had taken out could probably hold all the six hundred "Dark Spirit Demon Bats" in front of them.
It was just that in that case, these "Dark Spirit Demon Bats" might be a little crowded inside, so they still put their clansmen in separately.
And in this way, if there were any problems during the teleportation, not all of them would die.
Meng Zhiyuan and the others had long been unable to go out, so they didn't know that if their spirit-storing pouches were taken outside, each one would make cultivators' eyes turn red with greed, scrambling to kill and seize the treasure.
These treasures were all ancient items left by their masters and martial uncles, and each one was extremely precious.
Of course, in Qianchong Zhenjun's eyes, these things were no different from tiles thrown on the roadside. Even for Li Yan, who possessed the "Earthen Patch," they were nothing much.
However, after looking at Zhao Min beside him, he had a thought.
This thing was a rare and good thing for Zhao Min and the others...