Wuhun: Desert Death on the left hand, the world on the right hand

Three years passed like a flash.

During these three years, Bai Zhaoyun, Bai Yun and Nasus devoted themselves to the deduction of rune skills and made great progress.

They perfected many details of the cultivation system, making the rune techniques more sophisticated and more powerful.

However, the realm after the Tribulation Period always seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog. No matter how hard they tried, they could not get a glimpse of it.

On this day, Bai Zhaoyun felt something in his heart and realized that the deduction of the rune technique had reached a bottleneck. Unless there was a breakthrough, it would be difficult to make any further progress.

He knew that working in isolation was not a long-term solution. Only by traveling and seeking opportunities in the vast world could he break free from the shackles in front of him.

So, Bai Zhaoyun invited Bai Yun and Nasus to a gathering at Zuixian Pavilion, during which he put forward his own ideas.

"Bai Yun, Nasus, I plan to go out and travel to seek an opportunity for a breakthrough." Bai Zhaoyun said in a firm tone.

Bai Yun and Nasus were both stunned when they heard this. They had been with Bai Zhaoyun for many years and knew exactly what he was thinking.

"That's good. Working in isolation is not a long-term solution. Maybe traveling outside can bring some gains." Bai Yun pondered for a moment and nodded.

Nasus, though silent, agreed.

"In that case, I will not dissuade you any more, but you must be careful in everything and don't force it," Bai Yun warned.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Bai Zhaoyun nodded solemnly.

After bidding farewell to Bai Yun and Nasus, Bai Zhaoyun set out alone on the journey to the Sand Realm teleportation array.

The light of the teleportation array flickered, as if responding to Bai Zhaoyun's complicated emotions at the moment.

He took a deep breath, swallowed the reluctance to leave and the expectation for the future into his lungs, and then stepped into the teleportation array resolutely.

Accompanied by a distortion of space and a change of light, Bai Zhaoyun's figure disappeared from the spot.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in the familiar environment of the Earthly Immortal Realm.

He identified the direction and walked towards the teleportation array leading from the Earthly Immortal Realm to the Douluo Continent.

He stepped into the teleportation array again, and felt the familiar feeling of weightlessness. He knew that he was about to embark on a new journey.

The ocean, a land full of opportunities and challenges, is the destination of his trip.

The light faded, and Bai Zhaoyun's figure appeared in an unknown small forest in Douluo Continent.

Surrounded by towering trees and unknown flowers and plants, the air is filled with a moist scent.

Without any hesitation, he directly summoned his mount, the golden-winged eagle Xiaojin.

"Xiao Jin, let's go!" Bai Zhaoyun turned over and jumped onto Xiao Jin's broad back. With a command, Xiao Jin flapped his wings and flew high, rushing towards the vast ocean.

After ten days and ten nights, Xiao Jin carried Bai Zhaoyun across thousands of mountains and rivers and finally landed on an island.

Under Bai Zhaoyun's instructions, Xiao Jin slowly landed in a forest on the edge of the island.

The reason why Bai Zhaoyun chose to stay here was because he smelled a pungent smell of blood from afar, mixed with a hint of evil that made him nauseous.

He frowned, hid his body among the woods, and quietly sneaked in the direction where the smell came from.

After pushing aside the last bush, Bai Zhaoyun was furious at the sight. A peaceful fishing village had turned into a living hell. The ground was littered with corpses of villagers, blood dyed the bluestone road red, and the air was filled with the suffocating smell of death.

A dozen people in black robes and wearing devil masks were gathered around an altar, muttering something. In the center of the altar, a baby in swaddling clothes was crying in fear, but was thrown helplessly into the blazing flames.

"Beast!" Bai Zhaoyun's eyes were bloodshot, and he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He flew out, and a golden light flashed in his hand, and a golden long sword appeared out of thin air. The sword light was like a rainbow, and instantly killed the dozen or so black-robed men.

This was Bai Zhaoyun's first time killing someone. Warm blood splashed on his face, and the strong smell of blood made his stomach churn. He resisted the urge to vomit and stumbled to the altar, but he only had time to pick up a piece of burnt cloth from the ashes.

"Damn it! It's all my fault for coming too late!" Bai Zhaoyun clenched his fists, his heart filled with self-blame and grief.

At this time, a faint cry came from not far away. Bai Zhaoyun looked in the direction of the sound and found a dozen frightened children hiding behind several houses. The oldest was only twelve or thirteen years old, and the youngest was still in swaddling clothes and learning to speak.

When the children saw Bai Zhaoyun, they surrounded him as if they had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Big brother, please don't kill us, please don't kill us..." A little girl of seven or eight years old timidly pulled the corner of Bai Zhaoyun's clothes and begged while crying.

"Don't be afraid, those bad guys have been killed by me. I won't hurt you." Bai Zhaoyun gently stroked the little girl's head and comforted her softly.

Looking at these children who survived the disaster, Bai Zhaoyun felt mixed emotions. He was worried that after he left, the people from the Holy Spirit Church would come back again, and these children might not be able to escape their clutches.

"Is there anywhere you want to go? I can take you away from here." Bai Zhaoyun asked.

The children looked at each other, but no one spoke.

At this time, a boy about twelve years old stood up. He had dark skin but a very determined look in his eyes. He was the leader of these children, named Amu.

"Big brother, we have nowhere to go. Can you wait for us for half a day?" Amu requested.

Bai Zhaoyun nodded and agreed to his request.

Half a day later, the children found Bai Zhaoyun. Their little faces were covered with tears, but their eyes were unusually determined.

"Big brother, we have buried our parents and relatives. Please take us away. We are willing to follow you. We will go wherever you go." Amu said.

Bai Zhaoyun looked at these poor children with pity in his heart. He opened the portal to the Earthly Immortal Realm and brought them to this paradise.

After settling the children, Bai Zhaoyun decided to teach them how to practice. He gathered the children together and said, "I will give you two choices. One is to practice as a soul contract master, and the other is to practice the rune cultivation method I created. You can choose the one you like."

"Big brother, what are you practicing?" Amu asked curiously.

"I practice the rune cultivation method." Bai Zhaoyun replied.

"Then we must also practice the rune cultivation method!" Amu and the other children said in unison.

Bai Zhaoyun was a little surprised and asked, "Do you know what the Rune Cultivation Method is?"

Amu shook his head and said, "I don't know, but we believe in big brother. What big brother practices must be the most powerful!"

The other children nodded in agreement.

Bai Zhaoyun looked at these innocent children and his heart was filled with warmth.

"Okay! Since you choose to believe in me, I will teach you the Rune Cultivation Method. However, the Rune Cultivation Method is completely different from the martial spirit cultivation system, and it is more difficult to practice. You must be mentally prepared..."

Bai Zhaoyun began to explain in detail to the children the difference between rune cultivation and martial spirit cultivation, as well as the profoundness of the way of runes..."