Only when Qin Wentian truly entered the depths of the Dark Forest did he realize that this place was far more mysterious and terrifying than what he had imagined.
The Dark Forest that enveloped the Royal Capital of Chu was even older than the history of Chu. Nobody knew how long it had existed for, and nobody in Chu had truly unearthed all of its secrets.
Maybe there were people who had entered the depths of the Dark Forest before, but even those characters wouldn't stay in Chu. Hence, in Chu, very few people had ever mentioned what was in the depths of the Dark Forest.
Qin Wentian stood on the back of the Blackwind Condor, watching as the myriad of demonic beasts galloped through the air, passing through a mysterious space, passing through an ancient mountain range, passing through a forest within a forest. And at this moment, the scene in front of Qin Wentian was even more shocking. Numerous sharp mountain peaks were connected to each other, forming a barrier between the heavens and the earth, blocking out the entire sky.
The myriad of demonic beasts passed through the barrier, and the sunlight grew dimmer. In front of them was no longer the Dark Forest, but rather, a vast expanse of plains.
Finally, the speed of the Blackwind Condor slowed down. Its body descended by several degrees, and was now flying at a low altitude. The speed of the other demonic beasts also slowed down, and they slowly advanced forward. There were even several demonic beasts that were crawling on the ground, advancing forward. The posture of these demonic beasts caused Qin Wentian to feel a deep sense of awe.
These demonic beasts gave him the illusion that they were on a pilgrimage.
The myriad of demonic beasts descended upon this area at the same time. Their posture was so pious, as though they were paying their respects to the saint of all demonic beasts, the lord of all demonic beasts.
At this moment, a sharp glint of light flashed in Qin Wentian's eyes. In front of him, two incomparably gigantic statues appeared. One of the statues was that of a terrifying giant that was over a hundred meters tall, while the other statue was that of a fearsome demonic beast, squatting beside the giant.
"Are the demonic beasts in the Dark Forest really here on a pilgrimage?" Qin Wentian's heart trembled. Finally, the two statues drew nearer and nearer. Even the Blackwind Condor landed on the ground, revealing a pious posture as it prostrated itself before the two statues, as though it was paying respects to its king.
Demonic beasts were intelligent and had their own intelligence. Although they were more vicious than humans, they were more loyal to their king. This could be seen from the arrival of thousands of demonic beasts.
Abruptly, Qin Wentian felt his entire body turning cold. After which, he saw several powerful demonic beasts glaring at him and Little Rascal in his embrace with a cold gaze.
Qin Wentian was taken aback. It seemed that these demonic beasts were dissatisfied with the fact that he and the little fellow did not kneel down devoutly. Wisps of terrifying demonic aura enveloped the Blackwind Condor as they let out low roars, as if they were communicating with the Blackwind Condor.
Little Rascal seemed to have sensed the evil intentions of these demonic beasts. It leapt down from Qin Wentian's embrace and abruptly transformed into a baleful demonic beast. The golden glow on its forehead flickered, and the resplendent golden claws seemed to be clad in demonic armor, exuding a sense of nobility.
"Roar." A low roar rang out as Little Rascal roared at these demonic beasts. After which, its body transformed into a blur as it dashed forward.
Little Rascal's speed was exceedingly fast, and in an instant, it appeared on the head of the demonic beast statue. Momentarily, the demonic beasts all started howling madly, wanting nothing more than to swallow Little Rascal whole. However, they didn't dare to advance any further.
"ROAR!" Little Rascal howled to the heavens, its solemn voice resonated for a long time. It held its head high, filled with arrogance.
Finally, a few powerful demonic beasts could no longer endure Little Rascal's provocation. Flapping their wings, they dashed forward. However, just as they were about to reach the statue, they found that they couldn't advance any further. Rumbling sounds rang out as their bodies were all jolted back. However, they didn't give up and continued to rush forward. This repeated over and over again, causing them to cough out blood unceasingly.
Such a situation caused Qin Wentian to be extremely shocked. These demonic beasts were truly stubborn. However, what was even more shocking was that these demonic beasts were clearly obstructed by some sort of energy. Why was Little Rascal able to arrive on the head of the statue unscathed?
At this moment, Little Rascal raised its head high and continued to howl in a low voice, causing Qin Wentian to feel that it was extremely funny. To think that such a docile little fellow would actually have such an arrogant side.
"Yiyiyaya." Little Rascal's voice suddenly rang out in Qin Wentian's mind. An expression of bewilderment involuntarily appeared on his face, only to see Little Rascal turning its gaze towards him. Its sharp claws pointed at the gigantic statue that was over a hundred meters tall, as though it was hinting for him to go over.
As Qin Wentian advanced, a group of demonic beasts instantly surrounded him. However, at this moment, the Blackwind Condor appeared beside Qin Wentian, letting out a low roar. Only then did the demonic beasts give way, but their gazes towards Qin Wentian were still filled with unfriendliness.
As he neared the statue, all of a sudden, Qin Wentian felt a surge of pressure.
"RUMBLE!" A surge of energy abruptly gushed into Qin Wentian's body, forcing him to retreat as he groaned in agony. When he inclined his head and stared at the statue, his heart trembled violently. Earlier, he could faintly sense that the statue seemed to have a life of its own, as a terrifying wave of will energy gushed into his body.
"Could this statue be a dead expert?" An absurd thought suddenly appeared in Qin Wentian's mind. This time around, the blood in his body seethed as an intense demonic qi gushed forth from him. Astral light enveloped his body as he advanced step by step towards the statue.
This time around, the will of the statue was even more obvious. It was like an overwhelming pressure, causing his heart to pound violently as his blood vessels were suppressed. This will of the statue was too terrifying.
Qin Wentian advanced with great difficulty. A thunderous boom rang out as the terrifying will of the statue slammed into Qin Wentian, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood as his body was flung through the air once again.
His blood splattered through the air, and abruptly, a mysterious force enveloped Qin Wentian's blood. After which, the fresh blood transformed into a strand of silk that flowed into the statue.
The earth abruptly trembled as a fearsome heavenly might gushed forth from the statue. It was like an ancient heavenly deity, causing the demonic beasts present to have a hard time breathing.
"Bzzz!" Traces of dust drifted away from the statue. The eyes of the statue gleamed with a terrifying light, causing the earth to tremble and the surrounding mountain peaks to tremble unceasingly. In the air, boundless astral light shone through the cracks in the mountain range, cascading onto the statue before extending outwards, enveloping this entire space.
In an instant, a heavenly screen appeared in this space. This heavenly screen was formed from astral light, encompassing everything.
"Constellation." Qin Wentian felt a sense of familiarity when he saw this scene. Oh right, that day outside the Divine Sect of Qin Wentian, the middle-aged man who might be his old fogey father, wasn't he facing a group of terrifying characters who could unleash their constellations?
At the instant this strange scene appeared, Qin Wentian and the demonic beasts felt as though they were carrying a terrifying mountain on their backs.
However at the same time, he felt a mysterious energy enveloping him, helping him to resist the pressure.
He slowly walked forward, arriving at the side of the ancient statue as he immersed himself in this intent.
"ROAR!" Little Rascal roared once more, excitement could be seen in its eyes.
The demonic beasts were all deeply shaken when they saw this scene. Right now, they were all wondering what sort of existences Little Rascal and that human were exactly.
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In a place far away from Chu, in the Ginkou Continent of Grand Xia, on the stargazing platform of the Venerate Heavens Sect, a white-haired old man had his hands clasped behind his back as he stared at the heavens. His resplendent eyes seemed to be able to see through the past and present.
With a wave of his hand, a map appeared in front of the white-haired old man.
This incomparably gigantic map was spread out in the air, covering boundless territories. One could say that this map was one of the most complete maps of the Grand Xia Empire, and on it, the vast and boundless territories of Grand Xia were marked out.
The old man's palm slashed through the air, and an instant later, a bright light appeared in a certain area of Grand Xia. On it, two words could be seen – Chu.
The old man furrowed his brows. Chu was actually such a small country. It shouldn't be possible for such an existence to appear here. In that case, there could only be one possibility – ancient ruins.
"The Demonic Constellation has descended on Chu. Quickly go and investigate." The voice of the old man abruptly rang out in the Venerate Heavens Sect, causing the hearts of countless experts to tremble. Their gazes all turned in the direction of the stargazing platform.
"Chu." This was the first time this name appeared in the Venerate Heavens Sect, causing huge waves of commotion.
Not only that, not too long after, the voice that appeared in the Venerate Heavens Sect was also transmitted out, resounding throughout Ginkou and even spreading to the other territories of Grand Xia.
However, the people of Chu had no idea of this.
As the current ruler of Chu, the third prince, Chu Tianjiao, was currently feeling extremely uneasy. This was the first time he felt such great waves in his heart. In front of him, there was a figure with his head lowered. This was the news he brought, causing Chu Tianjiao to feel extremely uneasy.
"Are you certain?" Chu Tianjiao asked for the third time, staring at the figure in front of him.
"Your subordinate is certain. Xiao Lan died outside the Royal Capital." Amidst the heavy atmosphere, that figure replied in a low voice, feeling an intense sense of unease.
"Has the corpse been properly disposed of?" Chu Tianjiao asked again.
"For now." That figure replied.
"Deal with it cleanly. You should know what to do." Chu Tianjiao coldly spoke, as a cold light flickered in his eyes. That figure nodded, bowed and retreated. He naturally understood what to do. For those who knew of this matter, other than himself, no one else could be spared. But of course, at this moment, he was still thinking if he should make plans for himself.
After that figure left, Chu Tianjiao drew in a deep breath. Xiao Lan's death in Chu was naturally not his doing.
Xiao Lan was someone from the Xiao Faction of the Nine Mystical Palace. Regardless of who killed him, as long as he died because of matters of Chu, the Royal Clan of Chu wouldn't be able to escape responsibility.
Naturally, this wasn't done by Diyi. Since Diyi had already spared Xiao Lan, there was no need for him to assassinate him. Doing so would only infuriate the Nine Mystical Palace.
In that case, who was the culprit?
What made Chu Tianjiao even more shocked was that news of this matter quickly spread throughout Chu. This caused Chu Tianjiao to feel a chill in his heart, and he immediately thought of a solution. He immediately ordered his men to inform the Nine Mystical Palace of this matter!
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