When he heard the words "Duxu Peak", Feng Qiang's expression changed as if he had seen a ghost.
Chu Chen rolled his eyes and ignored him. This kid is too unstable.
Feng Qiang looked at his expression and quickly laughed.
"Disciple's eyes are blind. Since Teacher has chosen the Duxu Peak, then the Duxu Peak must be the best of the 72 Peaks. Wherever Teacher goes, this disciple will follow. "
Chu Chen nodded and didn't say much. To be honest, the Duxu Peak was indeed very mysterious. Even if Feng Qiang didn't obtain any opportunities after entering the Duxu Peak, it would be better to have him by his side than on the other Peaks. Thus, he agreed to let him follow him.
* Hong … *
It was already 5 in the morning. This was the darkest time before dawn, and also the time when the Yin Qi was the densest in the world.
Thus, the Yin Qi of Death in the entire prison had reached its most violent moment.
Following a series of muffled booms, a series of pitch-black fountains of Yin Qi appeared in the air, constantly spewing out shockingly dense Yin Qi of Death into the surroundings.
Amidst this overwhelming aura of death, the prison gate that was made purely of tempered iron suddenly opened with a loud bang.
Rays of light swarmed in from the opened gate, immediately bringing a trace of light to the dark prison.
Through the light that tore through the darkness, one could faintly see a group of young boys and girls in black clothes with cold faces. On their chests, a dark purple sky totem was particularly eye-catching.
Each of their auras gave off a natural sense of oppression and sharpness.
These were … the disciples of the 72 Peaks of the Dark Devil Sect!
The black-armored guards in the prison were overjoyed when they saw this group of people, and each of them let out a long sigh of relief as if they had been granted amnesty.
Their arrival meant that the trial was nearing its end, and the ordeal was about to end.
Not long after, a dazzling light red halo tore through the sky. The void trembled slightly, and the fountains of Yin Qi of Death dissipated one by one.
Even the ink-black cloud-like Yin energy quickly dissipated like snow under the scorching sun, and the entire prison began to gradually regain its light.
Dawn finally arrived …
Looking up at the increasingly bright red light in the sky, the remaining cultivators who could still stand breathed a sigh of relief.
It was over!
The Demonic Dao cultivators all revealed expressions of having survived a calamity.
In the shadow of the prison gate, a figure slowly walked out from the darkness.
This was an old man who looked to be in his sixties or seventies. His face was thin and old-fashioned, and he wore a black robe with a dazzling purple mountain totem embroidered on his chest.
The moment they saw the old man, everyone's breathing stopped for a moment, and their faces were filled with surprise.
In the Dark Devil Sect, only the elders and above were qualified to have a mountain totem embroidered on their chest.
Without a doubt, the elder before him was an elder from one of the 72 peaks.
He seemed to have come with the group of official disciples, but he had been hiding in the shadow of the gate, and only appeared after the last burst of Yin Qi.
"Although you've endured, this only means that your Dark Devil Sect's road has just begun."
The black-clothed old man walked to the front of the crowd. His hawk-like sharp eyes scanned the crowd, and he nodded lightly at the crowd. "The road ahead is ten thousand times more difficult than you can imagine. This Ghost Head Prison is just an appetizer! You have to be prepared. "
The Demonic Dao cultivators quickly nodded.
The black-robed elder waved his hand slightly and said, "Now, all the new disciples who can still walk, follow me to choose the Underworld Spirit Mountain you're about to enter!"
At this moment, almost all the new disciples revealed a relaxed smile.
The black-robed elder's words indicated that they already had the qualifications to become a disciple of the Dark Devil Sect's 72 peaks. Next, as long as they passed the selection of the 72 peaks, they could truly become a disciple of the Dark Devil Sect and become a member of the Demonic Dao cultivator world!
After leaving the Ghost Head Prison, the many trial disciples followed the black-robed elder to a huge stone platform.
This stone platform covered an area of several acres, and there were more than 70 small altars placed in order.
Each altar had a set of mysterious teleportation formations. They were covered in traces of wind and frost, and they emitted an ancient aura that had experienced the passage of time.
Beside each of those altars, there was a stone tablet that was half the height of a human. The writing on the tablet was flamboyant and flamboyant. It detailed the location of the Underworld Spirit Ancient Mountain that each altar corresponded to, as well as the records of those ancient mountains.
The altars were arranged according to the number of Earthly Fiends.
As soon as they arrived at the reception platform, many disciples became excited and rushed toward the 72 altars.
As long as they entered the corresponding Gufeng through the teleportation formation of the altars, they could enter the Gufeng selection!
During the entire process, the black-robed elder didn't say anything. He just calmly looked at everything before him.
As the saying goes, there is no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts.
The 72 peaks of the Dark Devil Sect weren't monolithic. There were internal competitions, so there were naturally strong and weak ones.
Some Gufeng were like the sun in the sky. They had tens of thousands of disciples and were very powerful. A single Gufeng could almost compete with a powerful sect.
Some Gufeng were too weak. They couldn't find many elites among their disciples, so they could only rely on other Gufeng.
There were even some like Void Cross Peak that hadn't had any new disciples join for a few years or even a few tens of years, causing the generation of disciples to be practically cut off. Even the ultimate techniques of the sect couldn't be completely passed down, and it was practically on the verge of being removed from the Nether Devil Sect.
Since they wanted to enter a sect, it was best to enter the most powerful force in the sect. No one wanted to enter a weak Gufeng and be bullied everywhere.
Therefore, as soon as the reception platform opened, the altars representing the more powerful Gufeng became very lively.
In the current Dark Devil Sect, the most powerful Gufeng were Sky Devil Peak and Netherworld Peak. After several decades of development, these two peaks were extremely powerful. They were almost at the top of all the peaks.
If any one of the peaks came out, it would be equivalent to a first-rate Devil Sect.
Therefore, the number of disciples remaining on the altars of these two peaks was the highest. Almost half of the disciples had come for these two ancient peaks.
In addition to these two peaks, some of the more powerful Gufeng peaks, such as Great Strength Devil Peak, Giant Blood Peak, and Sound Kill Peak, were also filled with people.
Of course, there were also some altars on the ancient peaks that were completely deserted, and no one cared about them at all.
For example, Duxu Peak!
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