Chen Xuan had a slender figure, internally containing divine radiance.
Although he appeared to have no fluctuations, he always gave people a peculiar feeling.
When he was expelled from the Origin Academy, although his cultivation was crippled by the Spirit-Shattering Millstone.
However, he turned a misfortune into a blessing, allowing him to achieve a more perfect Fusion with the Three Lives Reincarnation Seal.
He was also able to better utilize and mobilize the power of the Three Lives Reincarnation Seal.
Therefore, at this moment, Chen Xuan's cultivation was not inferior to before at all, and was even stronger.
Some time ago, he asked Priestess Yuan Ruyi to bring him to the Land of Immortal Remains.
Priestess Yuan Ruyi agreed.
After arriving at the Land of Immortal Remains, Chen Xuan found an excuse to act alone.
Priestess Yuan Ruyi did not mind and let him go.
"Is that the Golden Scale Clan up ahead? It should be right here."
Chen Xuan gazed into the distance and muttered to himself.
Chen Xuan had done his homework and investigated the situation.
Aside from the heavenly dao staff, his former Magical Artifact was the Divine Book of Myriad Laws.
In fact, the Divine Book of Myriad Laws was even more important than the heavenly dao staff.
Not only did it contain purer Law and Dao essence, it was even rich enough to bestow spiritual intelligence upon all things.
The reason Imperial Teacher Xuanyi was able to have such a reputation back then was largely due to the Divine Book of Myriad Laws.
And later, he bestowed this Divine Book of Myriad Laws upon one of his Disciples.
That Disciple was named Wang Zhenxuan.
According to the information Chen Xuan gathered, Wang Zhenxuan later had a conflict with others and was hunted and besieged.
In the end, he hid in the Land of Immortal Remains.
After some investigation, Chen Xuan found out.
Wang Zhenxuan seemed to be connected to a race of the Land of Immortal Remains called the Golden Scale Clan.
Therefore, Chen Xuan came all the way here and found the Golden Scale Clan.
He went directly into the territory of the Golden Scale Clan.
However, not long after, several figures descended before him.
"Who goes there?"
These figures that arrived looked no different from the Human Race.
Only, there were golden scales on their faces and by their ears.
"I come from Sansheng Hall and would like to learn some news about Wang Zhenxuan," Chen Xuan said indifferently.
Although strictly speaking, he was not a member of Sansheng Hall.
But he knew how to use a powerful reputation to his advantage.
Having a background was better than having none, and it would make some people wary.
"What, you are looking for the Saint Master?"
These few Golden Scale clansmen all revealed a strange look on their faces.
"Saint Master?"
Hearing this term, Chen Xuan slightly raised his eyebrows.
It seemed the relationship between Wang Zhenxuan and the Golden Scale Clan was not ordinary.
Perhaps because of the connection to Wang Zhenxuan, these people did not dare to neglect Chen Xuan too much.
Soon, Chen Xuan was invited into the Golden Scale Clan.
An elder of the Golden Scale Clan appeared to receive Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan did not shy away and wanted to learn about Wang Zhenxuan.
That Golden Scale Clan elder told Chen Xuan some things.
It turned out that their Golden Scale Clan was originally a weak racial force within the Land of Immortal Remains.
They were often bullied.
But later, Wang Zhenxuan accidentally came here,
And used the Divine Book of Myriad Laws to bestow spiritual intelligence upon the Golden Scale Clan.
Making the Cultivation talent of the Golden Scale Clan become stronger.
Although this could not make them the most prosperous force in the Land of Immortal Remains.
But they were no longer the weak race that anyone could bully as before.
Therefore, the Golden Scale Clan was extremely respectful to Wang Zhenxuan, calling him the Saint Master.
"So that's how it is."
After understanding the ins and outs of the matter, Chen Xuan nodded slightly.
At this time, the Golden Scale Clan elder glanced at Chen Xuan and then said.
"By the way, the Saint Master also erected a wordless stele."
"He said that in the future, if anyone comes to look for him, they can be brought to the stele."
"Please, Senior, take me there," Chen Xuan said, cupping his hands slightly.
Immediately, the Golden Scale Clan brought Chen Xuan to that wordless stele.
Upon seeing it, Chen Xuan's expression shifted slightly, and then he raised his hand and placed it on the stele.
Suddenly, the wordless stele shone brightly.
A line of text appeared on it.
"Disciple Wang Zhenxuan will never forget the name of his benevolent Master, Imperial Teacher Xuanyi."
The dazzling handwriting flickered.
Seeing this scene, the Golden Scale Clan elder couldn't help but exclaim.
"Sure enough, the Saint Master said that only his benevolent Master, Imperial Teacher Xuanyi, could make this stele light up."
"Our Golden Scale Clan pays respects to Imperial Teacher Xuanyi!"
Including the Golden Scale Clan elder, all the living beings bowed and cupped their hands towards Chen Xuan, their eyes filled with reverence and awe.
Just Wang Zhenxuan alone had become their Saint Master.
Then how heaven-defying must the methods of the Saint Master's Master be?
Seeing this, Chen Xuan's expression remained calm. He said indifferently: "Where is he now?"
"This..."
The Golden Scale Clan elder's tone paused, and then he spoke.
In order to advance his Cultivation further, Wang Zhenxuan went into the Demon Mist Burial Pit, wanting to obtain the remains and skeletons within.
But in the end, he did not come out.
Chen Xuan was slightly silent upon hearing this.
Wang Zhenxuan had likely already fallen.
However, Chen Xuan did not have any emotional fluctuations; after all, he had no connection with Wang Zhenxuan in this life.
He just simply wanted to find the Divine Book of Myriad Laws.
"Then can you take me to the Demon Mist Burial Pit?" Chen Xuan said.
The Golden Scale Clan elder's expression paused, but soon, he also said: "Since it is the request of the Imperial Teacher, then naturally it is possible."
Although Chen Xuan did not look like some big shot, the fact that the wordless stele was triggered was the truth.
Therefore, they had no doubts and held respect for Chen Xuan.
Afterwards, the Golden Scale Clan elder arranged for a group of people to leave with Chen Xuan.
Before setting off, Chen Xuan seemed to have thought of something.
Looking at this wordless stele, his Divine Thought suddenly moved, leaving a message on the wordless stele.
Then he said to the Golden Scale Clan elder: "Trouble you, Senior. If anyone comes to look for me later, please guide them to this wordless stele."
Although the Golden Scale Clan elder was confused, he didn't ask much and nodded slightly.
Afterwards, Chen Xuan left with the Golden Scale clansmen.
The Demon Mist Burial Pit was tens of thousands of miles away from the Golden Scale Clan's territory.
However, with the speed of Chen Xuan and the others, it wouldn't be too slow.
After a period of time, they finally arrived at the Demon Mist Burial Pit.
Looking ahead, black smoke billowed in front, and thick fog permeated the air.
A huge, deep pit, like the entrance to Hell, lay horizontally across the continent ahead.
Within it, various strange auras circulated and emanated, making one's heart palpitate.
"Let's go."
Chen Xuan did not have any hesitation.
He had the Three Lives Reincarnation Seal to protect his body, so he feared no strange things.
By comparison, finding the Divine Book of Myriad Laws was the most important thing.
And some of the surrounding Golden Scale Clan creatures could only bite the bullet and follow him inside.
Just not long after Chen Xuan and the others entered the Demon Mist Burial Pit.
A Profound Light Roc arrived, spreading its wings.
A figure in white was sitting cross-legged on it.
It was precisely Jun Xiaoyao and Quasi-Emperor Peng Feiyang.
Jun Xiaoyao looked at the entrance of the Demon Mist Burial Pit below and released his Divine Sense to investigate.
Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, let out a soft exclamation, and a hint of interest appeared in his eyes.
"Master, what is it?"
Quasi-Emperor Peng Feiyang saw this and asked.
"Nothing, just encountered an acquaintance."
Jun Xiaoyao smiled indifferently, his eyes carrying a hint of playfulness.
This is really a coincidence.
He hadn't proactively gone to find them, yet the leek had insisted on delivering itself to his doorstep.
Then he could only gratefully accept.