The Ancient Vast Realm

Feng Xuan knew very well what this meant. It meant that this mission would require at least a powerful person to take it on and have the possibility of completing it. It was definitely not a mission of ordinary difficulty.

Although Feng Xuan had accidentally completed a mission equivalent to six stars, it was just an uncertain investigation mission. Even so, if it weren't for Feng Xuan's good luck, he would have been buried in the Locust City.

"Big trouble? Maybe, but sometimes, some things can't be seen that way."

Feng Xuan's eyes were deep and puzzling.

Feng Xuan used to not understand why many lands clearly needed support from the Holy Land, but they could never wait for the Holy Land's response.

However, now he understands that it's not that the Holy Land doesn't want to help, but that it is powerless.

The Void Battlefield, the Border War City, the oppression of all races, the threat of the Black Domain, the Great Wilderness Holy Land has too many things to consider, and there is simply not enough manpower.

Many lands and missions that are not taken seriously can only be hung in the Sky Survey Hall, waiting for someone to take them on, but this is full of uncertainty.

Feng Xuan recalled the Canglan Mountains in the past. Perhaps this was the case. Even though there were traces of alien demons and hidden dangers of demonic disasters, the Holy Land would hardly waste time on such a small territory because it was not taken seriously enough.

This level of situation is happening almost all the time in the entire Great Wilderness, and the Great Wilderness Holy Land has no time to take care of it.

The reason why the Holy Land Demon Hunting Team later went to Canglan was because of the recognition and attention of the Great Wilderness Holy Land with important descendants such as Feng Xuan and Chi Longyun as the medium.

The human race in Qianyan Volcano may be like the human race in Canglan Mountains in the past. In the eyes of the Great Wilderness Holy Land, it is just a remote place that is not taken seriously.

"Although my ability is also limited, there are some things that cannot be ignored."

Feng Xuan did not forget that when he was in Qianyan Volcano, Jin Yao, the young city lord of Jinyan City, had helped him without hesitation, and even offended Yan Zi, the first genius of the Yanmo Clan at that time.

In the Burning Wasteland Mountains, Yan Yi, the Sixth Ancestor of the Flame Demon Clan, was about to attack him, but Chi Fa, a strong human from the Thousand Flame Volcano, blocked the first wave of attacks for him.

Some things, although they have been in Feng Xuan's memory for a long time, he still has not forgotten them.

The secret scroll records that the whereabouts of Jin Yan City's Lord Jin Nushan are unknown, and he is suspected to have fallen. The deputy city lord Ji Geng was attacked and seriously injured and fled back to Jin Yan City. Now his life or death is unknown. Feng Xuan can't imagine how Jin Yao will deal with it.

As the young city lord of Jin Yan City, although Feng Xuan and Jin Yao are not too close and have not known each other for too long, Feng Xuan understands that with Jin Yao's character, he will never give up Jin Yan City and escape alone.

"This mission is urgent, and there is not much time to delay. I plan to set off tomorrow. Brother Wu Chen, how are you?"

Feng Xuan read all the secret scrolls about the Thousand Flame Volcano on the stone table, and his face became extremely solemn.

After all, these scrolls not only contain the affairs of the human race in the Qianyan Volcano, but also record many other situations. It can be said that if the Qianyan Volcano erupts now, the degree of chaos will not be much less than the demon disaster, and the entire Qianyan Volcano tribe will have to reshuffle.

Feng Xuan then realized that it was probably not a certain force targeting the human race in the Qianyan Volcano, but that the Qianyan Volcano was now on the verge of an eruption and was just one opportunity away from being detonated.

"Stand by at any time"

Jian Wuchen smiled lightly and uttered four words.

"This time, it may be really dangerous. I can't even guarantee that the old guys who guard the tribe among the overlords of the land will take action. At the critical moment, I'm afraid some guys will not take our identities into consideration"

Feng Xuan looked at Jian Wuchen and asked again seriously.

"When I was in the Body Forging Stage, I went through the tiger's den and hunted wild tigers to forge my body with their bone marrow.

When I was in the Blood Qi Stage, I went down to the cold pond to fight with the dragon python and took its blood to brew dragon blood wine.

When I was in the Qi Transformation Stage, I went deep into the territory of the Golden Beast Clan alone for a piece of Gengjin ore and lurked for three months..."

A series of experiences suddenly came out from Jian Wuchen's mouth, some of which Feng Xuan had known before, and some of which he had never heard Jian Wuchen say.

"Brother Feng, the Golden Crow in the sky and the Azure Dragon in the deep sea will fall one day, let alone you and me"

Jian Wuchen raised the tea in his hand and drank it all, his face was very calm.

"Haha, well said, I was obsessed, I should be punished! I should be punished!"

Suddenly, Feng Xuan laughed loudly, and then he waved his hand across the table, but a table full of wine jars appeared.

Feng Xuan took a wine jar, broke the mud seal and poured it into his mouth.

Seeing this, Jian Wuchen and Yinfeng smiled slightly, and immediately took a jar of wine each and drank happily.

On the side, Tieshan smiled at the three people, and there was a hint of pride hidden in his worried eyes.

This is the pride of the human race, this is the future of the human race.

...

Qianyan Volcano-Jinyan City

"Cough cough cough-"

In the City Lord's Mansion, a thin figure wearing a cloak was lying in front of a large table, writing something non-stop. On the table next to him, there were already rolls of reviewed chapters.

At this moment, an old figure came in from outside the City Lord's Mansion. Looking at the figure lying in front of the table, he couldn't help but say with some concern:

"Young City Lord, take a break. You haven't rested for two days. Your injuries have not healed yet. Leave these things to others."

"Grandpa Red Hair, don't worry, cough cough cough... I know my own body, I can still hold on. Although my father is not here now, some things must be carried out. I am worried about others... cough cough cough, is there still no news from the Holy Land?"

The figure lying on the table did not raise his head, but answered while reviewing the papers.

If Feng Xuan was here, he would definitely recognize in amazement that this person was none other than Jin Yao.

But compared to what he had seen before, Jin Yao now looked pale and his face looked more than three points thinner than before.

"No, you know, the human race of Qianyan Volcano has never been an important place in the eyes of the Great Wilderness Holy Land. If Nushan was still there, perhaps with the help of his previous relationship, he could ask someone to lobby a little, but now, alas-"

The red hair sighed slightly and said the fact that everyone knew.

Hearing Chifa's words, Jin Yao paused with the brush in his hand, and the hand holding the brush could not help but exert some force, and the brush made of thousand-year-old golden bamboo was accidentally broken into two pieces by Jin Yao.

"Oh, so that's it..."

Just a little silence, as if he had expected it, Jin Yao seemed very calm.

He gently put the broken brush aside, took out a new brush from the pen holder again, and prepared to continue his unfinished work.

"Grandpa Chifa, you go out first, the city's affairs still need you to take care of it, now I... poof!"

Before Jin Yao finished speaking, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of bright red blood, and the splashing blood fell on the green table below, like a sad and beautiful broken painting.