In the depths of the Devil's Cave, a white-robed cultivator with a high bun was fleeing in fear. He stopped in front of a stone wall, bowed, and said hurriedly, "Your Excellency, there's movement in the eye of the sea. It seems that Qincang School has sent cultivators down to investigate again."
After a while, the stone wall shook, and then the dry and hard dust fell from it, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes. He said in a hoarse voice, "Haven't there been people coming down every year for many years? You just need to be careful, why did you wake me up? "
The white-robed cultivator heard the displeasure in his voice, and quickly explained, "It's not that I wanted to disturb Your Excellency, it's just that the person who came down this time is different from before. Not only is his magic power tyrannical, but he has also been going down for dozens of miles. He seems to have sensed something."
"Oh?"
The person who was addressed as Your Excellency was also moved, and a few more pieces of dust fell from his face. After thinking for a moment, he said in a cold voice, "It seems that your Martial Uncle was careless and made a mistake. But it doesn't matter, he doesn't know that I'm waiting here. Go and hide yourself, and don't let the person who came find you, or else I won't be able to save you."
The white-robed cultivator said in a low voice, "Yes, disciple will take his leave." After bowing, he turned around and left in a hurry.
After he left, the person who was addressed as the Venerable One suddenly shook his body and created a gust of wind. The wind swept away all the dirt that covered him and revealed his appearance. It was a skinny Daoist of unknown age.
His eyes were deep, and his hair was draped over his shoulders. His cheeks were sunken, and he looked like a withered ghost. He wore a grey feather cloak, and as he lifted his eyelids, three blood-red clouds floated out. They swayed and flickered faintly. They were like ghost candles.
He shook his head and recalled the nearly three hundred strands of his consciousness that he had released.
The Devil's Doctrine cultivators divided their consciousness to go out and hunt devils. This could make their cultivation progress faster, but the drawbacks were not small. Once there were too many strands of consciousness, it would make people dizzy and confused. Even with Yuanying cultivation, three hundred was the limit. Three hundred was already the limit. If he was not careful, he could easily become a fool.
However, he was in the territory of Qincang School, so he had to seize every opportunity to increase his strength, so he couldn't care too much about this.
As his soul was full, his spirit gradually lifted, and his mind gradually became clear. At this moment, however, he realized that something was amiss. He thought to himself, "Something's not right. I remember that the last time the Qincang School sent someone down was a month ago. Why did they send someone again so soon after arriving? I'm afraid the commotion this time is a little abnormal. "
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. After hesitating for a long time, he took out a copper mirror, bit the tip of his tongue, and spat out two mouthfuls of Blood Essence on it. Not long after. A blurry silhouette immediately appeared in the mirror. After a few glances, the silhouette disappeared. However, his eyes widened and he stood up in shock, saying, "Could this person be Zhang Yan? Didn't this person go out to travel? Why are you here? "
Because he was cultivating in the Catacombs, and in order to monopolize this Devil's Cave, he deliberately cut off contact with his fellow disciples. As a result, he was isolated from the outside world. He did not know that Zhang Yan had returned to the mountain gate a month ago, and had taken over the position of First Seat of the Top Ten Disciples.
However, even if he knew about this, he would not have thought that he would ignore the chaos outside, and instead focus his attention on this Little Devil's Cave.
His expression was unusually solemn, and he thought to himself, "This person's methods are not trivial. Back then, even people like Junior Brother Gao were killed by him. Now that more than a hundred years have passed, his cultivation must have improved again. Going against him is not a wise move …"
However, his purpose of coming here was about to be achieved, and he was reluctant to give up now. After thinking hard for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll hide from him for now. If it really doesn't work, then I can only think of a way to leave this place, wait for the limelight to pass, and then find a chance to come back."
After coming up with an idea, he turned around, turned into a bloody light, and flew away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
After Zhang Yan went deep into the Little Devil's Cave, he first walked to the entrance of the cave that led to Xiao Zhe Mountain.
This place had long been sealed to prevent the Devil Doctrine's disciples from coming. Every time Qin Nan, Liu Gongyuan, and Yan Yi went down to the Eye of the Sea, they would specially come back to take a look to see if the seal had been broken.
After he personally examined it, he did not find any traces of it having been tampered with.
However, the Earth Yin Qi in the Little Devil's Cave was like a dense spider web, and the Qi activity was connected everywhere. Otherwise, it would not have been able to form a Spiritual Eye due to the excessive accumulation of Spiritual Qi.
As long as the Devil Doctrine's cultivators knew the general location of this place, they only needed to follow the Qi activity, and there would be a way to find a gap to sneak in.
If other people were here, it would be difficult to find their whereabouts, but Zhang Yan had his own ways.
Relying on the speed of his flying escape, and the fact that the Qi activity could sense more than ten miles away, he planned to use a few days to go around the entire Little Devil's Cave a few times.
This move was purely relying on his own vigorous magic power, crushing all the way. The other party would either choose to retreat and escape, or come up to fight. Other than that, once he bumped into them, any method of concealment would be useless.
After traveling for half a day, he really found something. More than twenty miles away, a treacherous spiritual vigor was rushing towards the southeast direction.
Chen Xi immediately circulated his profound cultivation and utilized the Minor Universe Escape Technique to pursue that person, and it wasn't long before he'd caught up to that person. When he raised his head to look, he saw a blood red radiance flying swiftly ahead. However, that person seemed to have never expected that Chen Xi would arrive so quickly, and he let out a wild cry before his figure shook and suddenly transformed into over 10 blood souls that dispersed in all directions.
Zhang Yan was slightly surprised, but he did not chase after it. He only used his Xuan Qi and immediately used the Forbidden Lock Technique. In an instant, a huge spiritual vigor spread out, covering a radius of ten miles, like an inescapable net, and all the blood souls were restrained at the same time. Then, he shook his sleeve, and a bright sword light flew out, spinning in the air as if it was going to slash down.
One of the blood souls was instantly shocked, and said, "Zhenren Zhang, don't attack, I'm willing to surrender, I'm willing to surrender." As he spoke, the person withdrew his magic power, and revealed his original appearance.
Zhang Yan rolled up his sleeve and pulled the person in front of him. He saw that the person's appearance was considered delicate and decent, but it was different from the Huanmo. Obviously, there was more than one Devil Sect that had sneaked into this place. Zhang Yan stared at the person's face and said, "You know I?"
The person's body trembled, and he said, "Zhenren Zhang is the number one in the Eighteen Sects' Sword Duel, and your drawing has already spread to the six sects. How can I not know?"
Zhang Yan smiled faintly, "I see that the escape technique that you used is somewhat similar to the Blood Transformation Escape Technique, are you a disciple of the Blood Soul Sect?"
The person sighed and said dejectedly, "Yes, I'm Sun Baixiang, a disciple of the Blood Soul Sect. I originally wanted to borrow the spiritual Qi of this place to cultivate the supernatural power of the sect, but I didn't expect to run into the hands of Zhenren Zhang."
Zhang Yan thought for a while, and he asked again, "How many of your fellow disciples followed you here?"
Sun Baixiang smiled bitterly, "When I came here, I brought a total of three disciples, but because their cultivation was low, they all died in the hands of the demons, and now I'm the only one left."
Zhang Yan's eyes flashed slightly, it was difficult to determine whether the person's words were true or not, but it was no longer important, he only needed to act according to the previous method, and even if there were still people hiding here, he would be able to force them out sooner or later.
After he asked where the person came from, he shook his sleeves, and a torrential stream of water was released, and the person was swept into it. Then, he rode on the light and went straight in that direction.
After traveling for an hour, he found the path. The path went straight to the surface, and it was less than five feet high. The four walls were smooth, and it could be seen that the person who came here had opened it up with mana.
He sneered, and immediately threw out a few formation flags, and set them up in the surroundings.
Once the restriction was set up, even if a Yuanying cultivator wanted to break through, it would not be easy. If the person who came here did not leave an escape route, it would be like catching a turtle in a jar.
After setting it up, he circled around on the spot, rode on the green cloud, and went to other places to investigate.
On the other side, the skinny Daoist saw this scene from the mirror, and his expression changed greatly.
This was equivalent to cutting off his escape route, and he regretted not leaving earlier Just Now, but now even if he wanted to leave, he could not.
After his expression changed a few times, he gritted his teeth hatefully and took out a glazed jade bottle. Within the bottle were two half-inch-tall people curled up together. It was a pair of crystalline beads. However, upon closer inspection, each of the beads contained a woman with incomparably fair skin. She was completely naked, and her cheeks were like snow. Her expression was delicate and charming.
He looked at it a few times, and his eyes were full of regret, and he muttered to himself, "What a pity, if I could find another thousand-year-old true demon, and refine all three of them together, I would have a chance to peek into the third major realm. At that time, even that Zhang Yan might not be my opponent. However, the situation now is critical, and I have to deal with this first before I have a chance to talk about the future. Originally, I only wanted to use it to make up for the missing link, and it seems that this is the will of the heavens."
Every cultivator had their own strengths and weaknesses, and everyone wanted to make up for it perfectly, so that they would not be forced into a disadvantageous position in a battle.
However, it was too difficult to do so. Unless it was a direct disciple of the sect, and there was someone from the Heavenly Abode to manage it for them, they would have to find a way to slowly make up for the missing link. This would take a long time, and many people would die before they could wait until then.
The skinny Daoist's purpose for coming here was to find two true demons to make up for his shortcomings. Once he succeeded, he dared not say that he would be able to fight against the cultivators of the third major realm of Yuanying in the future, but with two more blood spirits that were similar to his cultivation level, the techniques he could use would immediately increase. At least before his cultivation level entered a higher realm, there would be no obvious flaws that he could find.
If it wasn't for the fact that he was greedy and wanted to improve himself, he wouldn't be trapped here.
He looked at the two beads reluctantly, and in the end, he made up his mind. He pursed his lips and inhaled. A blood light wrapped around the beads and flew into his mouth. When his breath stabilized, he meditated and closed his eyes to cultivate.
As long as he consumed the beads refined by the true demons and nourished them with his blood, they could be turned into his own blood spirits in an instant. After a few breaths, the High Cloud above his head was tumbling, and blood waves gushed out. Gradually, they condensed into two solid human silhouettes.
At this moment, his mind changed, and the two blood spirits floated in front of him. Seeing that their appearance was exactly the same as his own, even the subtle expressions were the same, he was not satisfied.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a surge of spiritual vigor from afar. He knew that Zhang Yan was not far from here, and he knew that he could not delay any longer. With a strange whistle, he soared into the sky, and the two blood spirits followed suit. The three blood lights suddenly separated in mid-air, and flew in different directions.
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