Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Zhang Yang didn't know what happened because the walls full of runes were connected to the place where Ying Xuan went into seclusion, making it impossible for him to enter.    

    

However, from their conversation just now, he could vaguely guess that Ying Xuan probably already knew what was going to happen.    

    

Moreover, it seemed like she had taken the initiative to leave, and hadn't been coerced.    

    

These were all rough guesses, and there were still many details that were unclear. For example, what had she been worried about all this time? He didn't have much time, so what did he mean by that? And who were those seven or eight berserk energy waves?    

    

Everything was in a fog.    

    

However, there were many reasons why Zhang Yang did not want to investigate further. The most important reason was that he could not use too much strength in his current situation, and he could not stop it either.    

    

At this moment.    

    

Energy fluctuations were transmitted, and Gu Miaoshan, who had just left, hurried over. Her expression was a little unsightly, and she was extremely anxious. She quickly walked to the wall, drawing runes non-stop.    

    

This place was also a part of the Moon Shadow Lock Palace's formation. There were a total of eighty-one crescent shaped symbols here, and Gu Miaoshan's techniques were obviously unfamiliar. It was exceptionally slow, and every rune she drew seemed to be extremely strenuous.    

    

The Moon Shadow Lock Palace Formation was not made up of pure runes, but a strange spatial mystery. Zang Feng did not know who had set up this formation, but he knew how strong it was. If he wanted to open it, he could only open it.    

    

It took more than ten minutes before the eighty runes were completed. As the last rune was drawn, Gu Miaoshan was drenched in sweat as she fell and seeped into the pattern on the wall.    

    

In the blink of an eye, an oval-shaped dim tunnel appeared. Gu Miaoshan entered without any hesitation. After a slight hesitation, Zhang Yang also followed behind like the air.    

    

It was a spacious hall. At this moment, the hall was in complete chaos. Many of the decorations were broken and the floor was full of holes. On the eighty-one crescent white jade pillars supporting the hall, many broken runes had already appeared.    

    

Gu Miaoshan seemed to have gone crazy. Her body disappeared into thin air as she dashed towards the depths of the hall. Zhang Yang, on the other hand, could only quicken his pace like a ghost.    

    

By the time he reached the deepest part of the altar, which was covered by the light, Gu Miaoshan had already appeared. She stared at the puddle of blood on the ground in a daze, and her delicate body trembled slightly.    

    

Zhang Yang also looked over, but he wasn't looking at the blood stain. Instead, he was frowning as he stared at the broken sword that was inserted beside the blood stain.    

    

A very unique thin sword was broken into two parts. The part of the broken sword was stuck in the ground, while the other half was lying in the blood. Seeing this broken sword, Zhang Yang's pupils suddenly constricted.    

    

He did not recognize this sword, but the aura left behind on the sword was very familiar. Only a person's cultivation technique would have such an aura … One of the old brothers, Zhou Dong, was once the Judgment Station's Pope.    

    

"Zhou Dong?"    

    

Zhang Yang was puzzled. Back then, when he had entered this place for the second time, he had found Zhou Dong's aura on the altar in the well. Could this be the source of the aura?    

    

Immediately after, Zhang Yang silently walked up to the bloodstain and bent down to sense the aura within the bloodstain. As expected, as he had guessed, the bloodstain was not around Ying Xuan or Zhou Dong, but rather over Zhi Zun Mu Fei.    

    

Why were they here?    

    

Could it be that they kidnapped Ying Xuan?    

    

This idea was immediately rejected.    

    

But what was going on?    

    

Zhang Yang remembered clearly that although the seven or eight energy fluctuations were powerful, their auras were the same. In other words, they cultivated the same cultivation technique and came from the same place.    

    

Zhang Yang did not stay for long and immediately turned to leave. Since Mu Fei and Zhou Tong were present, he would find some time to ask them about it.    

    

"It goes back to 24,500 years ago. The location …" Zhang Yang thought about it and replied, "The Mount Kunlun Black Sea."    

    

The reason why he said this was because when he first woke up, he was on the surface of the Black Sea at Mount Kunlun. He woke up for no reason. There was no future, no past.    

    

"It cannot be pinpointed, nor can it span too much time. It can only be used once every two thousand years."    

    

"Let's begin." Zhang Yang waved his hand. Actually, the current him did not care much about his background. It was because he had experienced too much.    

    

Once again entering the space-time tunnel, time was rippling like a wave. Zhang Yang went upstream and the scene in front of his eyes kept changing.    

    

When he stopped, he was already at the seaside. The sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds within ten thousand miles. The surrounding mountains were endless, forming an empty picture.    

    

Zhang Yang walked aimlessly like a wisp of air, all the way until he reached a beach in the Black Sea. His exact memory was a little blurry, so he could only guess the approximate location.    

    

Two thousand years ago, he was also sleeping at the bottom of the sea, but now that he had appeared, if he were to dig open the place where he was sleeping, what kind of scene would that be?    

    

Two versus two?    

    

And there can only be one person?    

    

Just as his thoughts were wandering around, a thunderous voice sounded out, "Is it here?"    

    

"Let's continue."    

    

Space and time reversed, the coordinates of the space remained the same as they began to cross time. The scenery in front of him constantly changed, his current location constantly changing. Sometimes there was nothing, sometimes it would become a hill, sometimes it would become a beach.    

    

There hadn't been much change between the two thousand years ago. Although the times were different, this river had never changed since time immemorial. There wasn't anything special about it.    

    

Four thousand years ago, it was six thousand years ago.    

    

Time flew by, and the scenery kept changing. Soon, it crossed over to six thousand years ago. During this process, nothing special happened.    

    

He continued to go against the current. Ten thousand years ago …    

    

This time, Zhang Yang called for them to stop. His expression was puzzled, and there was a rare surprise.    

    

He discovered that every time he crossed paths, a white figure would appear without any special movements. It was as if the white figure was a tourist without any differences.    

    

This was the biggest problem. Every two thousand years, the white figure would stumble into the currents of time and space. If one didn't carefully recall the events that transpired, they wouldn't be able to notice him at all.    

    

Moreover, it was a woman. After ten thousand years, her appearance didn't seem to have changed at all, but when Zhang Yang tried to recall her appearance, he realized he couldn't remember anything at all. The more he tried, the fainter her figure became.    

    

This was an extremely strange feeling. The white figure was struggling free from his mind.    

    

It was a type of secret technique, like Zhang Yang. He clearly had delicate facial features and was tall and straight. However, in the eyes of outsiders, he was just an ordinary young man.    

    

However, the fact that such a person was able to struggle free of Zhang Yang's memory could not be considered normal. From his point of view, the other party was simply an unfathomable expert.    

    

"Hur Hur Hur Hur."    

    

Suddenly, Zhang Yang let out a low laugh and mumbled, "Interesting, this seems to be very similar to my secret technique. To be able to make her figure fade in others' eyes, to the point that her figure no longer exists, she isn't even weaker than you. Am I right?"    

    

The last two sentences were directed at the mysterious man, but he did not reply for a long time.    

    

Zhang Yang didn't ask any further and directly asked, "Can you lock onto that person's figure?"    

    

The other party still did not reply, but this time, he followed the flow and returned to a time twelve thousand years ago before he stopped.    

    

Twelve thousand years ago, the third great destruction of the human race had not started yet. Perhaps it was happening now, but ordinary people did not notice at all. The place he was currently at was an exceptionally lively beach.    

    

It was a warm, sunny night. The setting sun was shining on the surface of the water. Many people were walking on the beach, while many others were swimming and surfing.    

    

Zhang Yang tried to remember, but his eyes kept scanning the surroundings. In the end, his gaze focused on a white figure.    

    

She was a woman with a graceful figure. She wore a pair of bare pants, and as she walked on the edge of the waves, her bare feet faced the sea breeze. She gave off a very ordinary feeling.    

    

Zhang Yang looked at her quietly. However, when he looked at the girl's appearance, he was stunned. He could see her eyebrows like the moon and he could also see her bright eyes. However, he could not see her appearance.    

    

It was as if there was a faint layer of mist covering her face. Even Zhang Yang couldn't penetrate it. He understood the principle, so he decided to stop watching and instead observe her every move.    

    

However, the problem appeared again. As time passed, the other party's figure became more and more elusive, and there were even signs of him disappearing from Zhang Yang's line of sight.    

    

Suddenly, the woman who was taking a walk slowly turned her head and looked towards Zhang Yang. She smiled lightly and her figure slowly disappeared like a wisp of smoke.    

    

"Can you lock onto her again?" Zhang Yang asked.    

    

Time flowed in reverse. After a short pause, a certain period of 14,000 years later, her figure was once again captured. However, just as it stopped, her figure slowly dissipated like an endless stream of smoke and shadow.    

    

Without any valuable clues, time flowed upstream once again. 16,000 years, 18,000 years, the mysterious woman would appear. Every time she would silently smile at him and fade away with the wind.    

    

When it stopped twenty thousand years ago, the mysterious woman appeared once again. This time, she didn't leave, but the scene before Zhang Yang's eyes made him extremely shocked.    

    

boom rumble rumble *    

    

In the torrential downpour, huge bolts of lightning descended from the sky. Countless huge pillars of light pierced through the sky, causing great waves and great waves to howl. It was as if the end of the world was approaching, and the height of the wave was several hundred meters.    

    

A white figure with a graceful figure floated silently in the air. Her hands constantly drew many gorgeous inscriptions in the air before finally forming inscrutable runes that fluttered in the air …