Myriad Realms Summoning System

"Is this the Northern Territory? It's indeed a cursed area, the spiritual energy is leaking out every second."

At the border between the Northern Region and the Central Region, a pale-faced young man sitting in a sedan chair whispered.

He was only about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, extremely thin, and seemed to be seriously ill.

The open-air sedan he was sitting in was also very large. The entire platform was about five meters long and wide, and the material was extremely precious. There was a white jade seat in the center of the platform.

If anyone saw the four people carrying his sedan chair, they would be extremely shocked at the origin of this frail man, because all of these four sedan bearers were powerful martial kings.

Using King Wu as a sedan bearer was something that even the royal family of the dynasty did not do. What a grand ceremony that must have been.

In addition to the sick man sitting in the sedan chair, there was also a pretty girl in green, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Although this girl looks very young, her cultivation is not weak at all and she has also reached the Martial King realm.

"Sir, I found something interesting!"

Just as the sedan chair was moving slowly forward, a blue-haired man of the same age gently landed on the sedan chair platform. He was another Martial King.

The blue-haired man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and he was wearing a white robe, which made his temperament even more extraordinary.

Of course, the most attractive thing about him is his dreamy ice-blue hair.

He carried a slender long sword on his back, and did not choose to put the sword into the storage ring. This was somewhat similar to the Six Sword Slaves.

The blue-haired man was holding a young man wearing dark red armor and with a dejected look on his face.

This young man's cultivation is quite good, having already reached the level of a martial arts marshal. Unfortunately, it is still not good enough in front of these people.

"Blue Demon, why are you randomly bringing back some strangers? Are you itching to do something naughty again?"

Seeing the blue-haired man grabbing a small follower, the green-clothed girl next to the sickly young man said fiercely.

Perhaps because he was often taught a lesson, Lan Yao subconsciously shrank his head when he saw the girl in green getting angry.

It is hard to imagine that such a man with extraordinary temperament would be scolded by a young girl.

The frail young man sitting in the seat looked at the bickering two people and gave a helpless smile before asking, "Blue Demon, what's wrong with this guy?"

He really couldn't see anything special about this young man who was captured by the Blue Demon.

Seeing the frail young man rescue him, Lan Yao breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "This guy isn't special, but the thing on him..."

As he spoke, he took out the parchment scroll he had obtained from the martial arts master from his storage ring.

If Xiao Chen were here, he would definitely recognize this parchment scroll, because it is very similar to the parchment scroll he bought at the auction of Lingyun Trading Company a long time ago.

And this young man was the Dark Dragon, the former top master of the Xianglong Kingdom.

When Xiao Chen destroyed the Xianglong Kingdom, he followed the arrangements of the Emperor of Xianglong Kingdom and escaped from the capital of Xianglong Kingdom, and took away this parchment scroll.

After escaping from the imperial capital, he wanted to follow the instructions of the old emperor of the Xianglong Kingdom to find the other parchment scrolls and unearth the secrets hidden in them.

However, after a long journey, he finally arrived at the edge of the Northern Territory and was about to step into the legendary Central Territory of the Dynasty when he unfortunately fell into the hands of this blue-haired young man, which made him collapse.

The frail young man took the parchment and looked at it carefully. After a long time, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

He put the parchment scroll away and handed it back to Lan Yao. Then he said to An Long in a gentle voice, "Can you tell me the origin of this parchment scroll?"

Dark Dragon instinctively wanted to refuse, but when he looked up and saw the sincerity in the young man's eyes, he couldn't help but answer: "This is given to me by my Majesty."

Hearing An Long's answer, the sickly young man nodded, as if he was not worried that An Long would lie.

Then he said to the girl in green, "Xing'er, give him a Deliverance Pill as compensation!"

The green-clad girl named Xing'er quickly took out a dark golden pill from her storage ring and handed it to Anlong, saying, "This is the eighth-grade pill, the Deliverance Pill. It can improve a person's aptitude. After taking it, you can at least reach the Martial King realm in the future."

Anlong, who was originally secretly worried about how to answer the questions of the sick young man, was suddenly ecstatic when he heard the words of the girl named Xing'er.

Not to mention how precious the eighth-grade elixir is, he has heard of the power of King Wu.

If I can cultivate to the level of Martial King, I will definitely be able to avenge the emperor. This is much more reliable than collecting parchments to find treasures and then becoming stronger.

At that moment, Anlong knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Thank you so much for the medicine, sir. Thank you so much for the medicine!"

The frail young man smiled faintly and said, "It's alright. To be honest, I took advantage of you. Now you can leave. Lan Yao, please see this young master off for me."

"No, no, I'll go by myself!"

Dark Dragon carefully put away the pill and quickly left the terrifying sedan chair.

"Sir, what is this thing?"

After the Dark Dragon left, Xing'er looked at the parchment scroll in the sick young man's hand with curiosity.

Lan Yao had the same expression.

The frail young man did not answer, but took out a palm-sized pure white jade pendant from his storage ring and chanted a spell.

A moment later, the jade pendant emitted an extremely dazzling light, like the scorching sun at noon.

"Hantian, what do you want to talk to me about?"

When the dazzling light faded, a kind voice suddenly sounded in the wilderness.

Then Xing'er and Lan Yao saw that a half-body shadow more than three feet tall appeared on the jade pendant in the hand of the sickly young man named Hantian.

This is a middle-aged man of about forty years old. The few stubbles at the corners of his mouth make him look a little decadent, but the detached and peaceful temperament revealed on his mature face is hard to ignore.

"Greetings, Master!"

When the shadow of the middle-aged man was fully revealed, Xing'er and Lan Yao hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

"Chan, I found something!"

Compared with Xing'er and Lan Yao's respect, Hantian's attitude seemed much more peaceful.

He sat in the chair without moving, looking at the shadow of the middle-aged man named Can, and said in a calm voice.

He was shaking the parchment in his hand.

When he saw the parchment scroll, Can's eyes in the shadow froze for a moment, then returned to normal.

Then he actually took out a wine jug, took a sip and said, "The inheritance left by Emperor Luo Sheng is a good thing! You can look for it when you are free."

Han Tian smiled calmly and said, "Can, I heard that among those who surrounded and suppressed you back then, there was this Luo Sheng Emperor. Don't you hate him?"

The wine jug in Can's hand paused slightly, then he smiled and said, "It's just an old story. Emperor Luo Sheng is indeed a man of character. Compared with those hypocrites of the other righteous paths, he is much better."

Han Tian did not continue discussing this topic. He put away the parchment scroll and asked, "I have already arrived in the Northern Territory. If there is anything you need me to do, I can help you."

Can's shadow was stunned for a moment, then took another sip of wine and said, "Sealing the entrance to the underworld is enough to keep you busy. There are quite a few Martial Kings involved this time, so you'd better take care of yourself!"

Han Tian gave a bitter laugh and said, "Every time the entrance to the underworld appears, there is always a bloody storm. I hope the situation will be better this time!"

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first!"

As if he had lost interest in the conversation, Can said something lightly, and his shadow slowly dissipated.

Just when his shadow completely disappeared, a faint voice echoed in the wilderness.

"Please keep an eye on the young emperor of the Great Zhou. Help him if necessary and don't let him get killed."