Chapter 41

"Boom!" A deep red lightning bolt streaked across the sky, illuminating the fog-covered land and drawing the attention of countless blood-red eyes to the heavens.

It had been a very long time since the deep red lightning had been seen in this land.

It was a warning, a signal, indicating that an outsider had come from the upper region to the deepest layer of Qingxu—the "Demon Forest."

This was a land of death shrouded in ten-thousand-year-old blood mist. The vast forest stretched endlessly, its size exceeding the combined total of the first eight layers, and the monsters living within were a thousand times more numerous than those in the first eight layers combined.

One could say that the entire Qingxu world was nurtured by this forest with demonic power. The monsters in the first eight layers of Qingxu were mostly descendants of the original inhabitants of the Demon Forest, while the remaining few were the result of the twisted heritage of outsiders by the demonic power.

The closer one got to the deepest layer, the more dead Immortal Artisans there were. After the fall of the Azure Dragon King, everyone understood the terror of the Demon Forest. Since then, it became a terrifying no-man's land, and it had been over a hundred years since anyone had entered.

Once one entered this layer, there were no Boundary Towers to serve as coordinates to lock one's position. Those who entered the ninth layer had to fight their way through the Demon Forest to find the natural passage between the eighth and ninth layers to return to the area with Boundary Towers.

The natural passages between the layers of the secret realm were not safe places. Spatial rifts often appeared there, and occasionally, monsters not belonging to the secret realm would emerge, sometimes even more dangerous than the realm itself.

After human Immortal Artisans invented the "Boundary Tower," a spatial node dedicated to the secret realm, these natural passages became mere decorations, only necessary when exploring new secret realms.

The ninth layer without a Boundary Tower was equivalent to a completely unknown area. No one knew what kind of monsters or fatal dangers might exist within.

In the secret realm, the threats were not just the monsters; the realm itself was often the greatest enemy of outsiders. In the past, a major power had attempted to conquer a powerful secret realm with a sea of people, launching a million-strong army, which resulted in the realm's self-collapse, burying the million-strong army in the endless void.

After that, all the secret realms in the Seas and Mountains began to limit the number of entrants, exploring with small, elite groups, and conquering the secret realm became a universally recognized rule.

A secret realm as extremely dangerous as Qingxu had never been conquered by anyone, and the Demon Forest in the deepest layer was a forbidden land that existed only in legends. No one knew what terrifying monsters might dwell within.

However, today, the long-quiet Demon Forest suddenly became restless. One by one, blood-red monsters leaped onto the treetops, their eyes filled with fanaticism, staring at a halo that had opened in the sky.

That was the unique transmission light of the Boundary Tower, the connection between the upper and lower layers. Generally, with two Boundary Towers, this light was silent, instantly teleporting the trial participants from the upper layer to the lower area.

But this was the ninth layer of Qingxu, the deepest region without any Boundary Towers. The transmission light from the eighth layer was a one-way street, so it was impossible to conceal.

From the seven-colored halo, a white figure slowly descended, stepping on invisible steps, approaching the deepest layer of Qingxu.

A frail body, slender hands, and nothing but a small silver sword as a weapon. To the monsters of the Demon Forest, this was nothing but a delicious meal.

The taste of humans, these blood-red monsters had not tasted for over a hundred years.

"The deepest layer..." Mei Xue's eyes were still vacant, but a cold silver light flashed as if she had found a target.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!" A large group of blood-red monsters excitedly rushed toward the spot where Mei Xue was about to land.

As they charged, these monsters began to melt like candles, turning into a scorching, blood-red liquid, then reassembling.

When the first blood monster appeared in Mei Xue's field of vision, it had already transformed into a three-meter-tall, alien-like creature with one-meter-long claws.

"Hisss!" This blood monster's claws burst into burning blood flames, spinning toward Mei Xue.

Its speed was faster than sound, and the flames on its claws could instantly melt steel and were highly toxic, far stronger than the blood-patterned giant pythons that only possessed minor blood flames. In fact, these blood monsters were the ancestors of those blood-patterned pythons.

Their massive bodies contained a power of blood and qi that humans could not imagine.

Mei Xue took a light step back, narrowly avoiding the blood monster's claws, then grabbed its wrist.

The blood monster, with its wrist caught, let out a shrill scream, and an invisible sound wave rippled out, blasting the surrounding soil and rocks.

But Mei Xue did not hear the sound. He held the blood monster's wrist and, with a strength that defied his appearance, slammed its massive body onto the ground.

With a loud crack, the blood monster's body was smashed into a bloody, unrecognizable mess, looking like a pile of unprocessed internal organs.

If it were a human, such a fall would have broken the spine, fractured the entire body, and resulted in certain death.

But the blood monster's physiology was entirely different from humans. As long as its core essence was not lost, it could continuously reassemble and regenerate.

The best way to deal with these bizarre creatures was to use true fire-type Immortal Arts or divine powers, like the green琉璃 fire shot by "Qingliuli," which was the natural enemy of such creatures.

However, Mei Xue did not have such divine powers.

"Crack!" As if mocking Mei Xue's insufficient attack, the blood monster's nearly shattered body began to rapidly reassemble, its claws and body quickly reforming.

In ten seconds, no, in just five seconds, the blood monster that had looked like garbage would complete its reassembly and revive before Mei Xue.

Then, it saw a cold silver light, a deadly cold light that did not belong to the laws of the Seas and Mountains.

"Swish!" As if practiced a thousand times, Mei Xue's silver crystal sword drew a symbol on the blood monster's nearly repaired body, a symbol of the Netherworld, the Nine Abysses.

If this symbol were translated into a word in the Seas and Mountains, it would be "Annihilation."

It was one of the innate divine powers of the "Senluo" of the Nine Abysses, a terrifying force that had once driven Mei Xue, who piloted "Tianqing," into a desperate situation.

"Clang!" A crisp cracking sound came from the blood monster's body. The blood monster, nearly repaired, found its body covered in silver crystals, and the sound was the silver crystal at its heart beginning to shatter.

Then, the blood monster's body began to shatter like a crystal ornament, the silver crystals stained with blood breaking into pieces with a pleasant cracking sound.

This time, the blood monster did not revive, as its life essence had been completely consumed and decomposed by the silver crystals, leaving only a pile of crystal fragments.

Soon, those crystal fragments turned into countless silver light points, returning to Mei Xue, replenishing the energy he had expended in the battle with the abyssal magic sword.

"Swish! Swish!" The second and third blood monsters rushed out of the forest, seeing Mei Xue with only a small sword.

"Crack!"

"Roar!"

Their postures were different. Some were instant-kill types with enhanced claws, others were strong-attack types with hammer-like fists, and some had wings and a third eye for illusions.

However, regardless of the type, their eyes were the same—ferocious and greedy.

How long had it been since they had tasted human flesh?

But Mei Xue's eyes, as he stepped into the first layer of Qingxu, remained unchanged.

They were the eyes of someone listening to the rain, empty and indifferent.

...

"It's been an hour, is that guy a monster!" After the position representing the trial participant had remained in the deepest layer, where the Boundary Tower light could not shine, for an hour, Cang Hai Tian's throat finally moved, and he said with a stiff expression.

"Anyway, I think this guy is cool, incredibly cool." From initial shock to current enthusiasm, Cang Hai Long had completed his mental journey, becoming a strong supporter of the mysterious youth.

"Right, it's simply amazing." Cang Hai Jiao licked his lips, his fingers gripping the long knife tightly, his entire aura different from before.

It was not the aura of surrender, but the excitement of seeing a strong opponent. Although Cang Hai Jiao knew that his current strength was vastly different from the mysterious trial participant, it did not make him lose confidence.

If others could do it, why couldn't he?

"Should we report to the academy?" Cang Hai Tian looked at the symbol, the light point shining in the ninth layer, with some unease.

"No need, even if we don't report, the academy probably knows by now." Cang Hai Long shook his head. This matter was clearly beyond their control; they were just witnesses, witnesses to a miracle.

"Here they come!" Cang Hai Jiao's ears twitched, hearing the sound of many people breaking through the air.

In the dark, rainy night, one after another, the light of Immortal Arts tore through the darkness, rushing toward "Qingxu."

Leading the charge was none other than the vice president of the Azure Dragon Academy, a master among the Immortal Artisans of the Seas and Mountains, the Yellow Dragon Daoist, who had cultivated the "Yellow Dragon Dharma Body."

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