In the North Sea, the ink waves surge into the sky, a vast and majestic ocean.
The black waves rolled up into the sky, shattering the clouds and making it deafening.
The waves splashed, and after the water curtain fell, two majestic figures appeared on the shore, it was Emperor Zun and Zhou Luo.
Relying on the two spiritual powers in the demon wolf's body, Zhou Luo successfully deduced the location of the person behind the scenes.
What kind of characters are these two? One is an enlightened person who has broken down and then stood up, and the other is an ancient saint who has overlooked the human world for hundreds of thousands of years. Where can he go in the world?
Without hesitation, the two of them rushed to the North Sea in an instant, just a few feet away from each other.
However, at this moment, the two of them looked solemnly, looking at the boundless black ocean, and did not move rashly.
"There's something weird here." Zhou Luo frowned.
Since he became the Daofu Tianzun, his thoughts are clear, and all the spirits wherever his spiritual thoughts reach are invisible, and he has tried and tested without success.
Now, facing the Ziwei Beihai, it can only cover a radius of thousands of miles, and it is hazy and chaotic.
"The same is true for me. The range that spiritual consciousness can detect is only a thousand miles." Emperor Zun pondered.
"Does the Emperor know that this place was like this before?"
Zhou Luo thought of this possibility. Although Beihai was not so mysterious in later generations, this was the end of the myth after all, and it was normal for there to be discrepancies.
Just like the Immortal Mountain, it was originally a sacred land, but was later turned into a restricted area after being taken over by the Supreme Being.
"I've never heard of it." Emperor Zun frowned slightly and added:
"Maybe it's what happened recently..."
Hearing this, Zhou Luo's brows straightened and he smiled:
"In that case, we have come to the right place. Why, Emperor Zun, are you afraid?"
Afraid?
Defeating all the heroes, building a foundation to achieve enlightenment, and being able to reach the top, who wouldn't be proud of being invincible in the past and present?
The emperor held his head high and looked majestic:
"Tianzun is joking. Let's go, something may change later."
If it was just him, Zhou Luo would never be so aggressive, but with Emperor Zun by his side, there would naturally be no pressure.
…
In the dark sea water, there is no wind or waves for thousands of miles, and there are only two figures flying at high speed.
Scattered islands appeared, and ordinary creatures and low-level monks were doing everything as usual, without any abnormalities.
As he gradually penetrated deeper into the North Sea, Zhou Luo's heart was ringing with alarms, but he found nothing practical.
"come out!"
Suddenly, Emperor Zun roared and pushed with his right palm, imprisoning a certain being from the bottom of the sea.
No matter how dark the waves surge into the sky, they still can't break free from Emperor Zun's grasp.
However, this is already the result of Emperor Zun's intervention. Otherwise, a single movement of his divine thoughts can cause the big star to fall, and the Emperor's power can turn it into powder.
When the object appeared on the surface of the sea, Zhou Luo stepped forward and took a closer look. It turned out to be a dragon.
It has a single horn at its head, three claws on its abdomen, and its body is covered with blue scales.
Judging from his breath, he should be in the realm of a saint, but he is slightly sluggish, with multiple wounds all over his body, and unknown black blood oozing out.
At this moment, the old dragon only felt that there was a real universe suppressing it, and he couldn't think of any resistance at all. The dragon's head turned into a human form and begged for mercy again and again:
"Two masters, please give me a way to survive."
He kowtows constantly and shows no sage-like demeanor.
Emperor Zun snorted coldly, and the entire sea area seemed to be overturned:
"Bold dragon monster, what do you want to spy on us secretly?"
Like the sudden sound of divine thunder, the sound of heaven descends into the world.
Just a ray of imperial power was leaked, and even though it was not directed at the dragon monster, its skin was already torn open and its flesh was almost cracked.
"I still hope that the Supreme Lord will give me a clear warning!" The old dragon trembled and grabbed the ground with his head:
"The young man escaped from the Eye of the North Sea and hid at the bottom of the sea to cultivate. He was surprised to find the aura of the Supreme Being. He was so frightened that he dared to spy on it. There was no harm in it!"
Eye of the North Sea!?
Hearing this, Zhou Luo and Di Zun looked at each other.
After thinking for a while, Zhou Luo stepped forward with a majestic tone:
"Get up. If I have anything to ask, I have to answer the question, otherwise..."
The old dragon crawls in the void like a long worm:
"The little demon must tell you everything he knows and tell you everything!"
Zhou Luo nodded with satisfaction:
"Where is the Eye of the North Sea you mentioned just now?"
As soon as Zhou Luo mentioned the Eye of the North Sea, a look of fear suddenly appeared on the old Jiao's human face:
"You two supreme beings must not go there! Today, Haiyan has become a dangerous place!"
"We have our own sense of discretion, you just need to tell us what you know." Zhou Luo's expression did not change.
After struggling for a moment in his heart, the old dragon finally figured out the cause and effect.
It turns out that hundreds of years ago, fairy lights often appeared in the depths of the North Sea. The cultivators on many islands and under the sea unanimously believed that fairy treasures would be born, so several remaining quasi-emperors worked together to block the news.
The crape myrtle is so vast that not even the heavens are aware of it.
Finally, one day, the Eye of the North Sea appeared in the world, and a qi that shook the entire world spread. The saints of the sea tribe and above all fought one after another, just to win the chance to become immortals.
As a result, the Feixian Land turned into evil earth and swallowed up everything.
Lao Jiao also managed to escape with great difficulty.
"Have you ever seen the person who took action?" Zhou Luo asked.
Old Jiao was worried and shook his head with fear:
"I suspect that the quasi-emperors and great sages have already been robbed without even really getting close to that place. If I hadn't been clever, I would have followed in their footsteps."
After listening to Lao Jiao's narration, Emperor Zun and Zhou Luo had their own way to deduce the truth and falsehood, but this place is special, and the current situation is unclear and chaotic for a while.
After thinking about it, Emperor Zun relaxed his restraint on the old dragon, and it fell from the void and regained its freedom.
The old dragon moved around in the air:
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Just run away.
"Wait a minute." Emperor Zun's voice sounded, causing the old dragon's movements to freeze in mid-air.
"You, lead us to the eye of the sea."
"This! There is absolutely no way that these two supreme beings can do this!"
The old dragon kept kowtowing with a sad face:
"The little demon is weak and may not be able to take on this important task. Please look for someone more capable."
"Didn't you say that all the masters in Beihai died inside? Where can we find someone to lead the way?" Zhou Luo said.
"this……"
"Okay, stop talking nonsense! Lead the way! We will keep you safe." Zhou Luo said impatiently.
Old Jiao glanced at Emperor Zun and Zhou Luo, and finally had to lead them willingly.
…
On the black sea surface, a blue dragon snakes and cuts lines.
Emperor Zun and Zhou Luo sat on it, carefully observing the surrounding scene.
"The Great Sage of Turtle Snake Island, the Old Dragon King of Beihai Dragon Palace, the Venerable Master of Xiaoyao Cave..."
The old dragon carefully walked around the scattered corpses floating on the sea, feeling extremely awed.
Zhou Luo looked at the withered bones that had lost all their essence, and it was hard to imagine that not long ago they were still dominating the world and pursuing the path of immortality.
Suddenly, the old dragon stopped moving forward.
Without its introduction, Zhou Luo and Di Zun had already seen the scene in front of them.
If the corpses we saw before were mass graves, then this place is the depths of the underworld.
The corpses were piled up densely, and the prototypes of countless sea races were so huge that they almost towered into the sky.
The traces on their bodies have not yet disappeared, and they are slowly squirming forward, as if there is a huge creature eating in front of them.