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Wang Yan was clearly in a daze, and then shook his head.

Xiao Bai nodded slightly, "I knew you must have never heard of it, so you don't even know the existence of the Lone Warriors."

"After the end of the catastrophe war, the world order was restored, and the mysterious force of the Yanlong Iron Brigade was released."

"Countries have entered the era of economic development, and force is no longer the main force. Scientific and technological development and economic and cultural construction have become the mainstream of the world, and they are also new competitions."

"The Yanlong Iron Brigade has also become history forever, and can only be found in the documents of the historical archives."

"Only that generation knows the existence of the Yanlong Iron Brigade! After 400 years, after several generations, no one knows about the memory of the Yanlong Iron Brigade."

Wang Yan was a little puzzled, "Why hasn't it been handed down? At least it should appear in history books."

Xiaobai smiled and waved his hands, "Some things cannot be fully known to the public."

"It's not a bad thing to stop talking about the past. As long as the high-level officials are clear about it, it's fine to avoid causing panic among the public."

"But that doesn't mean that history has been forgotten! Why didn't the country stop the existence of the Three Great Pavilions and the existence of ancient martial arts practitioners?"

"Because the last catastrophic battle was not completely over. When it breaks out again in the future, these people will be equivalent to the new Yanlong Iron Brigade fighters, protecting the land of Great Xia."

Wang Yan seemed to understand, "That is to say, the Yanlong Iron Brigade was not really disbanded back then, but was broken up into pieces and spread all over the country!"

"That's right!" Xiaobai nodded, "The three pavilions were created by Ye Feng back then, and the elites of the Yanlong Iron Brigade were selected and distributed among the three pavilions."

"In the future, I no longer regard myself as a soldier of the Yanlong Iron Brigade, but have evolved into a disciple of the Three Great Pavilions."

"Now you should understand the significance of the existence of the three pavilions! In peaceful times, they are just ordinary sect forces. But once a catastrophic war breaks out, they will be brand new warriors!"

"Now, catastrophe is coming again! Technology, economy, and culture will suffer heavy blows again! Social order is about to collapse again!"

"You guys need to stand up!"

Wang Yan's eyes were firm, "Please rest assured, senior Xiaobai, people of my generation will do everything we can to try to end this catastrophe in our era and prevent it from spreading to the next generation!"

"It's just... I have a small question, I don't know if I should say it or not."

"I know what you want to ask." Xiaobai chuckled, "You want to say, since Ye Feng knew the problems left behind, why did he leave this world and go to a high-latitude space, right?"

Wang Yan smiled dryly and nodded.

Xiaobai said softly: "It's still related to the catastrophe battle back then! Didn't I tell you before that in ancient times, Emperor Zhuanxu cut off the connection channel."

"The people of the Celestial Race have been trying to open this channel and continue to enslave the Human Race, or even the entire Earth, to provide them with services."

"If you don't stop them, there will be no peace in the future, and you need to constantly fight with the Celestial Race."

"It is for this reason that Ye Feng and his wife broke through the gate of heaven and went directly to the fourth dimension, which is the space world where the Celestial Race is located."

"The two of them guard the gate of the passage, intercepting those Celestials who want to reopen the gate of heaven and enter this dimension of space."

Wang Yan suddenly exclaimed secretly, "That is to say, Ye Zushi and his wife are in another dimension, continuing to fight against the gods!"

"Yes!" Xiaobai nodded, "It was unfortunate that their generation lived in an era where there was nothing but fighting! Because under the catastrophe, no one can survive."

"In order for the lights of thousands of families to stay on all night, they must fight on the front line! Use their blood and lives to protect hundreds of millions of living beings."

"Now, history is about to repeat itself again! This important task falls on your shoulders!"

"Ye Feng and his generation have already done what they should do. Now, you need to inherit their legacy and continue to fight to the end!"

After Xiaobai finished speaking, he slowly took out a green key.

"Wang Yan, it's time to hand this over to you."

Ok?

Wang Yan was stunned, what is this?

"The key to a small space!"

Xiao Bai said in a serious voice: "Ye Feng and the descendants of his comrades-in-arms live there."

"Just wait for this day to come, and re-summon the warriors of the Yanlong Iron Brigade from back then, and continue to face the catastrophe!"

Wang Yan immediately took the key with a solemn expression, "Okay, thank you Senior Xiaobai for telling me."

"I'll go right away!"

Wang Yan turned and left Linglong Tower, Xiaobai looked dazed and muttered to himself, "I really miss the days when I fought side by side with Ye Feng."

"Zhang Jun, Xu Hui, Ouyang Fei, Pang Yang, Wang Xiaoshuai, Luo Xiaopang... will let you go through the most painful battle again."

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After Wang Yan came out of Linglong Pagoda, he was called to the main hall of Xuanji Pavilion.

Elder Xuan looked solemn, "Wang Yan, according to reliable information."

"Seven of the eight gods have occupied the entire Southeast Asia."

"They have quickly formed their own forces, and they will march towards our Great Xia Kingdom in a few days."

"We must be ready to face the battle!"

Wang Yan nodded slightly, "Old Xuan, I'm going to rescue soldiers, I believe we can defeat them."

"Rescue soldiers?" Elder Xuan looked hesitant, "Where do we go to rescue soldiers?"

"It's not convenient for me to say more about this."

Wang Yan smiled awkwardly, "Anyway, I'll be back soon."

Leaving Xuanji Pavilion, Wang Yan went straight to the place Xiaobai said.

There is also a big mountain, very hidden and inaccessible.

Here, Wang Yan held the key and felt the fluctuation of the formation.

It turned out to be a shielding formation similar to Kunlun Ruins.

The interior is a small world of its own.

Presumably it should have been left by Patriarch Ye back then and placed their descendants here.

Wang Yan used the key to safely open the passage and entered the small world.

Compared with Kunlun Ruins, the scope here is much smaller.

After entering the small world, there is no endless prairie.

It's a quaint little village.

The house is very neatly built.

Rather than a small village, it is better to say that the layout of urbanization is better.

"Old Zhang, help me!"

"I said Luo Xiaopang, you really should lose weight, you are almost fat into a ball."

"My wife doesn't care about me, I want you to talk more!"

"Hey, who is that kid? Why haven't I seen it before!"

"He came from outside!"

Zhang Jun immediately jumped down from the roof, and Luo Xiaopang followed suit.

"I have seen the two seniors." Wang Yan smiled and bowed.

"Are you from the outside world?" Zhang Jun asked.

Wang Yan replied in a respectful voice: "Yes, junior Wang Yan, according to Senior Xiaobai's instructions, he found this place."

"Looking for the descendants of Patriarch Ye."

Zhang Jun and Luo Xiaopang looked at each other, "Is there another catastrophe crisis breaking out in the outside world?"

Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Exactly! That's why I came here to look for reinforcements to deal with the catastrophe together."

"Finally here again!" Zhang Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, "Luo Xiaopang, immediately go and inform the others to gather at Ye Mansion!"

"Our battle is about to start again!"