Chapter 1050 - Friends of Feng Ling’er (2/2)

There was an ancient main hall that looked rather similar to the teleportation main hall in the Huatian Palace but its size was not as large. One could only say this was a mini teleportation main hall. In the main hall were some people who looked oddly dressed, and some of them were busy with other things while others stood by the two sides of the main hall, as if they were guards.

“Cultivators of the Peng Lai Immortal Realm, welcome to the Ancient Sorcery Space.”

A person dressed completely in black robes appeared in front of them. The person had hidden themself in pitch-black darkness—covered in a cloak, and only a withered face was faintly visible.

The aura coming off of the person dressed in black did not seem to be very strong, so they were probably just a Primordial Soul Realm cultivator.

But the Primordial Soul Realm was already quite formidable in the Ancient Sorcery Space, and they were a small group at the top of the pyramid.

After all, the Ancient Sorcery Space was just a small mystery dimension, so there were not a lot of powerful cultivators.

“Seniors, please show me your sorcerer insignias,” the black-robed person spoke in a hoarse voice.

When he stepped closer, Mo Wen realized that the person in black robes was an old lady, and her get-up seemed similar to a witch.

The few of them handed the black tokens over. The old lady looked at the few tokens, then a beam of red light shot out from her eyes to shine on the tokens. After she verified them, she nodded, then said, “Please follow me.”

Mo Wen and the rest followed behind the old lady to step out of the teleportation main hall. Outside of the hall, there seemed to be no end in sight and it looked rather vast. The teleportation main hall was situated atop a mountain peak, and right below the mountain was a city. The city had a strange architecture, a rather unique one, and it was probably architecture in the style of the Sorcerer Clan.

Mo Wen suddenly remembered something. He looked at the old lady who was leading them, then asked, “May I ask if there’s a place called the Phoenix Tail Village here in the Ancient Sorcery Space?”

The old lady from the Sorcerer Clan jerked. Her gaze was suspicious when she looked at Mo Wen, and she asked, “Your Excellency knows about the Phoenix Tail Village?”

“One of my friends is part of the Sorcerer Clan and stays in the Phoenix Tail Village, here in the Ancient Sorcery Space,” Mo Wen replied with a smile.

This was equal parts true and false. The Phoenix Tail Village he mentioned was where Yun Deguang, Yun Xiaoman’s grandfather, had once been to. Ten years ago, he learned a secret from the Yun clan regarding Yun Xiaoman’s grandfather and thereafter learned about the origin of Yun Xiaoman and the Sorcerer Clan.

Speaking of which, back then, he had promised the Yun clan that he would do his best to rescue Yun Xiaoman, but a delay had set him back by 10 years. A lot had changed with the passing of time, and Yun Deguang had become older when he visited them a while back, and it was unlikely that he would live much longer. He had always hoped that Yun Xiaoman would return, but the good news was that Yun Xiaoman’s mother had become pregnant again and had given birth to a little baby. The new life had gone some way toward thinning the dreadful haze that hung over the Yun clan.

Yun Deguang had always hoped that he could return to the Phoenix Tail Village one more time to look for traces from back then, so it was a shame that Mo Wen could not bring him along because he was heading to the Ancestral Sorcerer Battlefield.

“Oh, I wonder who that friend of yours is. I might know them,” the black-robed old lady remarked mildly.

It was true that quite a few of the people from the Sorcerer Clan moved about outside of the Ancient Sorcery Space, so it was not strange that they would be acquainted with cultivators from outside.

“Her name is Feng Ling’er,” Mo Wen said with a smile. Feng Ling’er was Yun Deguang’s lover.

“Tribe Chief Feng. You know Tribe Chief Feng Ling’er?” The old lady from the Sorcerer Clan looked at Mo Wen in shock. Feng Ling’er was the tribe chief of the Sorcerer Clan in the Ancient Sorcery Space, and also the strongest person in the Ancient Sorcery Space.

Xiao Jinghe and the other three never expected Mo Wen to know a tribe chief in the Ancient Sorcery Space. How did he know her?

“Is Tribe Chief Feng in the Ancient Sorcery Space?” Mo Wen asked. Yun Deguang could not come here himself, but there were some words he could help convey.

“Tribe Chief Feng is not here. She’s now in charge of nurturing the three Moon Maiden candidates we picked from the Source World, so she’s in the Ancestral Sorcerer Battlefield. Perhaps you’ll be able to meet her when you get there.” The old lady cloaked in black shook her head.

After learning that this person was a friend of the tribe chief, the old lady from the sorcerer clan became much more friendly. On their way to the Ancestral Sorcerer Battlefield, she kept telling them stories about their local customs and practices.

The Sorcerer Spirits Mountain was the first spirits mountain in the Ancient Sorcery Space. This was the most forbidden of forbidden lands and people were not allowed to come close on most days. This was because the entrance to the Magical Realm was on the Sorcerer Spirits Mountain.

They were headed to the Ancestral Sorcerer Battlefield this time, so they had to use the space-time passageway on the Sorcerer Spirits Mountain. This was because a regular teleporting stratagem did not have the power to sustain such long-distance shuttles.

At this moment, quite a few people had gathered on a place atop the Sorcerer Spirits Mountain.

In the middle of the air, an elliptic ball of light was glowing azure blue. The ball of light had depth beyond compare, as though it could drag a person’s soul into itself.

A space-time passageway!

The elliptical, azure blue ball of light was a space-time passageway. Space-time passageways could perform extremely long-distance teleports, crossing an innumerable amount of space and worlds in a split second. One had to go through a space-time passageway to get to the Ancestral Sorcerer Battlefield.

“Huh?”

The moment they reached the valley, Mo Wen recognized quite a few of the faces there. Aside from the Huatian Palace and the sects from the Peng Lai Immortal Realm, there were also people from heretic organizations like Hades Mountain and Demonic Sky. There was one person who Mo Wen noticed immediately. At the same time, they noticed him as well. It was none other than Nangong Mingzhu, the leader of the Demonic Sky.

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