Chapter 83

Chapter 48: The Rampage of the Yin Demons and the Blade that Slashes the Blood Soul (Request for First Subscription)

Zhang Yan drifted with the swift current for about half an hour. Suddenly, a gentle and soothing light appeared before him, indicating that he had reached the entrance to the demon lair. If the direction had been correct, he might have thought he was returning to the surface.

As he approached, the water current on his side suddenly accelerated, sweeping him inward. He felt a loud boom, as if breaking through a barrier, and he was thrust into the lair along with the massive flow of water.

The moment he entered, the pressure that had been squeezing him vanished, and he quickly took a few steps to the side to avoid the surging seawater, standing in the void and looking around.

Here, there was light and wind, a vast and bright space, with no end in sight. Above, a large opening in the ceiling allowed a roaring water column to pour down, sinking into the depths below.

After a brief moment to catch his breath, the dense spiritual energy almost eagerly seeped into his pores, instantly replenishing the spiritual energy he had just expended.

Zhang Yan couldn't help but show a pleased expression. This was just at the entrance, and the spiritual energy in the demon lair was already so abundant, almost twice as much as on Spirit Page Island. If he ventured deeper, he could hardly imagine how much more it would be.

If he could focus on cultivation, he could easily reach the Xuan Guang realm in a month without any issues.

Looking up into the distance, he was about to search for Xie Zongyuan and the others when he saw a picturesque landscape in the depths, with mountains and water, and palaces scattered among them, with countless immortals riding cranes and soaring through the air.

Then he heard Xie Zongyuan's voice, "It's Senior Brother Zhang."

Turning his head, he saw Xie Zongyuan, Liu Tao, Cheng An, Zhao Zhen, and even Lady Chen all smiling and coming towards him.

Zhang Yan shook his head and laughed, "You're here already? Unfortunately, it's a bit too much."

He made a hand seal, and the Star Sword Pill suddenly leaped into the air, emitting a blue glow. The sword qi spread out, and with a few hisses, the figures of these people twisted and dissipated into thin air.

Not only that, but the scenery in the distance also changed. The scene that had seemed like a fairyland vanished instantly, revealing a cave. It was about a hundred feet high and wide, with stalactites hanging from the ceiling, casting shadows on the water below like sharp stakes.

To his left, not far away, was a ravine. Below, turbid water rushed, and the seawater that had poured in flowed down this river, eventually forming a waterfall with splashing waves and a stunning momentum.

Standing in the air, Zhang Yan looked thoughtful. Those must have been illusions created by the Phantom Demons. He hadn't expected to encounter a higher-level demon as soon as he entered the cave. He had heard that these demons could sense human desires and create illusions to deceive their prey, and it seemed to be true.

Just the thought of finding these people and his determination to pursue the Dao had immediately triggered the demon's illusions.

However, hearing about something is different from experiencing it firsthand. The legends might have exaggerated the demons' abilities. For instance, would Zhao Zhen ever smile at someone? That was a big joke, clearly showing that the demons couldn't touch the deeper parts of the human heart, only the surface layer.

If he was cautious and prepared, it wouldn't be difficult to deal with them.

He looked around again but found no trace of Xie Zongyuan and the others, frowning slightly. Xie Zongyuan valued his promises and had said he would wait here, but now he was nowhere to be seen. Could he have encountered some unexpected situation? Or had Fang Zhen and the others taken action?

He scanned the surroundings again, seeing a dense network of caves and ravines, not knowing where they led. Without a map, it would indeed be easy to get lost.

Taking out the map from his sleeve, he saw several black dots marked near the entrance, indicating that these were places suitable for cultivation. He decided to check these places first. Even if he couldn't find Xie Zongyuan and the others, he could temporarily stay there to avoid delaying his cultivation.

After a few more glances, he put away the map and flew towards the nearest marked cave.

After flying for a moment, a mist appeared from somewhere, making everything white and hazy. However, for a cultivator like Zhang Yan, his eyes could easily penetrate the fog, and ordinary mist had no effect on him.

Soon, a large, smooth stone slab appeared ahead, resembling a screen, standing tall and seamless.

As Zhang Yan flew closer, his own image and the surrounding scenery were clearly reflected on the stone slab.

He looked at it and felt a sense of familiarity. Wasn't this similar to the green stone wall on Ying Luo Island?

At that moment, the image on the stone slab suddenly moved. First, the muscles became coarse, the features hardened, the cheeks thickened, and then the head slowly grew white hair, the skin became loose, and the body was covered in wrinkles. The figure gradually became hunched and aged, and finally, the flesh fell off, revealing a pile of white bones with hollow eyes.

"This must be the legendary Life-Reflecting Stone. It is said that anyone standing here can see their entire life's changes," Zhang Yan stood for a moment and said to himself, "Though it's an illusion, if one cannot achieve immortality, this is the end. I must remember this and be constantly vigilant."

After saying this, he was about to fly past, but his gaze suddenly fell on a corpse lying on a stone pillar. The corpse was dressed in a Ming沧派 (Ming沧 Sect) robe.

Zhang Yan looked around cautiously and then slowly approached the corpse. When he got close, he reached out and lifted the chin, examining the face. He recognized it as one of the people who had entered with the Han family disciple.

Just as he was about to investigate the cause of death, he heard voices from a distance.

Not knowing if they were friends or enemies, it was too late to go elsewhere. Zhang Yan's eyes flickered, and he quickly hid in a crevice of the strange stone.

At this moment, he noticed that the corpse only had its upper body, and the lower body was missing, with the flesh and blood drained, clearly having been consumed.

He frowned. Consuming flesh and blood was a technique of the Walking Demons, which could manifest physically and were in the process of transforming from yin to yang, equivalent to cultivators at the second or third level of the Ming Qi realm. They were extremely fast and difficult to deal with.

The voices grew closer, and he could distinguish that they belonged to a man and a woman.

Zhang Yan made a hand seal and used a concealment technique from the Lan Yun Secret Manual, causing a thin mist to rise from his feet, blending with the surrounding mist and gradually masking his presence.

The two figures drew closer. The man had a handsome face, wearing a black robe with a large red blood cloud embroidered on the chest and shoulders, and he held a red gourd in his hand.

The woman wore a white robe, but her abdomen was exposed, with a green pearl navel plug, and her chest and shoulders were tightly wrapped. She wore a white skirt and had her hair in a topknot, with a seductive and graceful appearance.

They had been flying past but stopped when they saw the corpse, landing on a nearby large rock.

The man pointed, and a faint shadow appeared in the air, floating and wavering. The face was somewhat blurred, but it was clear that it was identical to the Ming沧 Sect cultivator who had died there.

"Little Sister, what do you think of the blood soul I just refined?"

The woman laughed lightly, her eyes filled with disdain. "Senior Brother, this is what you call a blood soul? It's formless and weak, and it has no consciousness. It can barely fly twenty steps and might not even be able to hurt anyone."

The man laughed. "Of course, it can't compare to your blood soul, but I've only just refined it. With time, it won't be much weaker than yours."

The woman sighed. "Still, our Master is truly powerful. He only needed one blood soul to subdue three Ming Qi third-level disciples from the Ming沧 Sect."

"The Ming沧 Sect cultivators were quite formidable, especially the one with the fire-spewing divine circle. He seemed to be the bane of our blood souls, burning one I had painstakingly refined and even injuring our Master's blood soul. It might take a year or more to refine it again."

As he spoke, the man's voice betrayed his pain.

The woman sneered. "I recognize that magical treasure. It's called the Five Fire Divine Circle, capable of breaking through various yin and dark entities. If our Master hadn't been a thousand miles away, his blood soul wouldn't have been so easily defeated."

Hearing this, Zhang Yan's heart trembled. Could these two be disciples of the Blood Soul Sect, one of the six major demon sects?

But this was beneath the sea eye of the Ming沧 Sect. How did they get in? Could there be another entrance?

Xie Zongyuan and the others must have encountered these people and had to leave. But how many Blood Soul Sect disciples were here?

At this moment, the woman said, "Now, we let the few Ming沧 Sect disciples run around. In half a month, when our Master subdues the true demon and arrives, they won't stand a chance."

The man said, "Hehe, I was planning to search for the main demon lair through the branches of the small demon lair. I didn't expect it to lead directly to the heart of the Ming沧 Sect. This is a pleasant surprise. We mustn't let it out. It will be of great use in the future. When we return, the elders will surely reward us."

The woman looked around. "Senior Brother, Li Senior Brother and the others said they would meet us here in three hours. Why haven't they shown up yet? Could they have encountered some troublesome demons?"

The man laughed loudly. "Li Senior Brother is highly skilled. There's no need for us to worry. If there are any troublesome demons, it's probably you, Little Sister."

The woman gave him a playful glare. "Senior Brother, you're teasing me again."

As they chatted, Zhang Yan's frown deepened. From their conversation, these two were still at the Ming Qi stage, but there was another Li Senior Brother coming, and it seemed there were more than one. This was a problem. If other Blood Soul Sect disciples arrived, he might not be able to leave.

He had come to cultivate, and the other party didn't know he was here. He didn't want to conflict with them prematurely, but now, he had no choice but to act.

With this thought, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his resolve to kill grew.

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