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Chapter 92 New Plan
"The King of Reincarnation Ghosts is indeed well-deserved." Ye Yang said to himself coldly, and the Heavenly Master Sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if he could feel the anger in his master's heart.

He knew that it was almost impossible to contend with the Samsara Ghost King by relying on his own strength alone.

However, he doesn't have no cards to play.

Ye Yang thought of the fake Pangu fragment. Although that thing only had one ten thousandth of the power of the original, it was enough to fool the Samsara Ghost King for a while.

He needs to formulate a plan, a plan that can rescue the white tiger and at the same time make the reincarnation ghost king suffer a big loss.

He looked around. He had practiced cultivation here for many years in the Longhu Mountain courtyard. Every brick, every tile, every plant and every tree carried his memory.

"Well, but I'm not a fuel-efficient lamp." Ye Yang stood up, with a hint of edge in the smile in his eyes.

His eyes turned again to the Celestial Master Sword in his hand. This sword was his companion and the symbol of his Celestial Master.

Now it will fight alongside him again.

"Celestial Master Sword, Five Thunders and Heavenly Hearts, plus the enhanced version of Heavenly Thunder..." Ye Yang murmured to himself, and he had already begun to plan a blueprint for the battle in his mind.

Ye Yang knew that if he wanted to succeed, he had to catch the reincarnation ghost king by surprise.

"First of all, I have to find the last real Pangu fragment, and the magic weapon that cooperates with the Pangu disc to open the passage to the unknown world." Ye Yang's eyes became firm.

Ye Yang knew very well that the Ghost King of Samsara was ruthless and ruthless. Every transaction was a gamble, and agreeing to it was a bet with his own life.

But he also knew that if he didn't gamble, Bai Hu would be hopeless.

He had to find a chance of survival in this dangerous game.

After silently reciting "risks and opportunities coexist" in his mind, Ye Yang turned around and returned to his house.

In the secret room, Ye Yang gently placed the Tianshi Sword horizontally on the table. The sword trembled slightly, as if he felt the fluctuations in the owner's heart.

Ye Yang began to meditate, his spiritual power flowing through his meridians, and each cycle was stronger than the previous one.

"We have to find clues about the last real Pangu fragment first..." Ye Yang said to himself, as the legendary treasure seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

Ye Yang knew that it was not easy to get clues about the Pangu fragments, and he needed help from the alliance.

I called Liu Qingyuan.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the table, waiting for the call to come through.

After the phone call was connected, Ye Yang briefly explained the matter to Liu Qingyuan.

On the other end of the phone, Liu Qingyuan's voice sounded anxious and nervous: "Ye Yang, are you sure you want to do this? The power of the Samsara Ghost King is not to be underestimated. This operation is too risky."

An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Ye Yang's lips, and he replied: "Minister Liu, I know what I am doing. Only by finding the real Pangu fragments can I make a comeback. Do you have any clues?"

Liu Qingyuan was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, and then whispered: "There is a little clue, but I am not sure. I heard that there is an ancient abandoned temple deep in the Western Region, and there may be information about a Pangu fragment hidden there."

"Western Region?" A sharp light flashed in Ye Yang's eyes: "Okay, I'll go right away."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Yang stood up, his eyes shining with perseverance.

The Wu Lei Tian Xin Jue circulated in his body, and the power in his body seemed to be ignited. He felt like a sword about to be unsheathed, sharp and cold.

He immediately packed his bags and took the Tianshi Sword with him. Ye Yang left the courtyard, and a bolt of lightning pierced the sky. His figure disappeared instantly like lightning in a thunderstorm.

After arriving in the Western Region, Ye Yang found that the climate here was extremely harsh, with strong winds whipping up sandstorms, and the world was hazy.

But he only had one goal in mind, and that was to find the ancient temple.

Ye Yang followed the vague clues and trekked all the way. After many twists and turns, he finally found the legendary abandoned temple deep in a barren desert.

The monastery is in dilapidated condition, having obviously experienced countless years of ups and downs.

He slowly walked into the temple and saw an ancient stone tablet in the center of the temple, which was covered with dense runes.

Ye Yang stared at the runes, and he could feel the ancient power contained in them.

He approached the stone tablet and began to carefully interpret the runes.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the entire temple became extremely silent, with only the sound of Ye Yang breathing and the whisper of wind and sand between the stone walls.

As the interpretation progressed, the runes began to glow, and beams of light escaped from the stone tablet and shuttled through the air, as if conveying ancient knowledge and power to Ye Yang.

Deep in his soul, there seemed to be some resonance with this land, and a strong intuition told him that the clues to the Pangu fragments were here.

Time passed bit by bit, Ye Yang was completely immersed in the world of runes, and the wind and sand from the outside world could no longer affect him.

At this moment, he finally found the key rune, and a powerful energy was released from the stone tablet and shot straight into the sky.

At that moment, the entire abandoned temple seemed to be awakened by a mysterious power, and more runes appeared on the ancient stone walls. They flashed in a specific pattern, as if they were guiding something.

Ye Yang followed the guidance of these runes and came to the entrance of a hidden underground palace.

There is a line of ancient seals engraved at the entrance of the underground palace: "The breath of Pangu sleeps here."

He took a deep breath and pushed open the heavy stone door.

Behind the door was a stone staircase winding down, and the wall lamps on both sides were inexplicably lit, illuminating the way to the abyss.

Ye Yang knew that what he was about to face might be an unprecedented challenge, but he did not hesitate and walked on firmly.

In the abyss, there may be a secret that changes everything, and Ye Yang is ready to uncover it all.

The stone steps extend downward, seeming to go deep into the center of the earth.

As Ye Yang's firm footsteps echoed on the stone steps, he deeply felt that this road was unusual.

Every step seemed to be stepping on the dust of history, and his heartbeat formed a sharp contrast with the silence of this underground palace.

"Click, click", the firelight beside the wall lamp danced under Ye Yang's breath, seeming to tell the unfinished story of the predecessors.

As he went deeper, the murals on both sides of the stone steps gradually became more vivid, depicting the magnificent scenes of Pangu's creation of the world. The thunder and storms in those paintings seemed to resonate in his heart.

Finally, the end of the stone steps appeared.

It was a spacious underground palace hall, with a huge stone platform placed in the center. The stone platform was surrounded by layers of intricate formations.

(End of this chapter)