An ordinary person's reaction would be to jump back as if they had been electrocuted at the slightest touch. Then, they would immediately calm down and meditate, forcibly suppressing the restlessness in their hearts.
However, Yang Chen was different. When he reached out to touch the black demonic aura, he acted as if he did not feel anything. He acted as if nothing had happened, and there was not the slightest unusual expression on his face.
Under everyone's dumbfounded expressions, Yang Chen simply went one step further. As if he had stretched out his hand into the water, he waved it left and right a few times. Then, he nodded, waved his hand, and stood up as if nothing had happened.
The group of demon sect experts was first shocked, but then they were overjoyed. Yang Chen's performance fully showed that he could effectively deal with the demonic aura. This also meant that entering the ruins was no longer a dream, but a reality that would happen in the near future.
The old demons were overjoyed, but so was Yang Chen. The density of the demonic aura was even a bit stronger than the Nine Nether Flying Sword's. However, it did not affect Yang Chen too much. It seemed that the Nine Nether Flying Sword would have many more high-quality tonics.
"Seniors, please step back a little." Yang Chen instructed a few old demons not far away from him. The dozen or so old demons did not have any objections. All of them stepped back a little and made space for him.
A pitch-black Flying Sword appeared in Yang Chen's hand. Then, Yang Chen easily pointed the tip of the Flying Sword at the black demonic aura.
Boom! It was as if the demonic aura, which had been condensed and compressed countless times, was broken on the surface. A crazy airwave spread out in all directions with the tip of the sword as the center.
It was unknown what condensed the demonic aura on the door of the ruins. It was extremely dense, but no one was controlling it. The Nine Abyss Flying Sword easily began to absorb the energy. It did not encounter any resistance, nor was there anything to fight over it.
Maintaining this posture, Yang Chen no longer moved. Everyone could only see Yang Chen holding a Flying Sword and plunging it into the Devil Qi. At first, there was a strange phenomenon, but after that, there was no more movement. No one knew what the effect was. They were all guessing and waiting anxiously.
Some people began to carefully stare at the Black Flying Sword in Yang Chen's hand. No one knew what they were thinking. More people began to check their equipment, preparing for the next step.
Yang Chen maintained that action, and did not move for a long time, and did not speak. Everyone did not know how the effect was. But soon, everyone had no more doubts. The black demonic aura on the door seemed to have changed slightly in the past half a day.
The place where the tip of the sword was pointing began to slowly become thinner, which then affected the surrounding area. With the tip of the sword as the center, a circle of about three meters in circumference was formed. There was already very little demonic aura in this circle, especially where the tip of the sword was pointing, which was already completely exposed to the stone slab below.
However, it seemed that the demonic aura beyond three meters wasn't affected at all, while the tip of the sword could only affect such a small area, which seemed a little slow. A day later, there was no more demonic aura within three meters, and Yang Chen moved to another place and repeated the same action.
The stone slab was several hundred meters in circumference. Given Yang Chen's speed, wouldn't it take him dozens of days to completely absorb it? But they had already waited for several hundred years, so they weren't afraid of this final shiver. Everyone patiently waited for Yang Chen to carefully work on it.
While Yang Chen was working on something else, an old devil was a little curious, and reached out to touch the area he had already worked on. In his opinion, most of the demonic aura had already been removed, and only a few wisps of it were left, so it shouldn't have any effect.
But the result was contrary to everyone's expectations. As soon as the old devil's hand touched the wisps of black qi, his entire body twitched wildly, as if he had been electrocuted. His hands and feet didn't listen to him at all. He couldn't even speak, and could only let out a shrill scream in the end as his body was thrown high into the air and crashed heavily more than thirty meters away.
Still in the air, the old devil started to cough up a few mouthfuls of blood. After landing, he endured the pain and frustration of his inner demons as he took out several elixirs from his Qiankun Bag and stuffed them into his mouth. Then, he immediately sat cross-legged to forcibly suppress his inner demons and recover from his injuries.
With only a wisp of demonic aura left, the others didn't dare act rashly, and obediently stayed behind to watch Yang Chen's actions, waiting for him to purify the last wisp of demonic aura on the door.
Fortunately, Yang Chen didn't make them wait too long. The Nine Nether Flying Sword absorbed the demonic aura at a constant speed. After more than a month, all the areas had been swept clean, and only some places still had wisps of demonic aura.
This time, no one dared act ahead of time, and instead asked Yang Chen to purify the remaining demonic aura as well. Yang Chen did as he was told, and it took him another two or three days to completely absorb the remaining demonic aura that had escaped the net.
The circular stone slab of the door to the ruins was completely exposed, and the array pattern on it was clearly visible. The old devils could also see the flickering traces of spirit energy on it.
The method to open the door was recorded on the incomplete jade slip. The old devils were already prepared. They each took a position and then struck out with their magic arts.
Four hours later, the circular stone slab gradually lit up. Following a series of rumbling sounds, the center of the stone slab suddenly caved in, forming a spiral staircase that led straight to the underground.
"The door has been opened. Array countdown begins." After a moment, the array outside lit up and returned to normal. Everyone understood that the array would strictly determine the time for everyone to enter the door according to the price they paid.
Under the gaze of the people outside the array, Yang Chen walked out of the array and met up with Li Cheng and the others. Before they started, the old devils decided that even if Yang Chen and the others went in, they could only be in the last batch of people who didn't pay any price. It was impossible for Yang Chen to get paid and enjoy priority. He couldn't take all the good things.
The dozen or so old devils who had been inside the array couldn't care about anything else at this time. After activating the array, they rushed into the door, quickly went down the stairs, and disappeared into the circular entrance.
As time went by, after three days, there were only a dozen or so people left in the valley, and these were all guys who didn't pay any price.
Calculating the time, it was time for Yang Chen and the others to go in. Li Cheng took the lead and rushed into the array, quickly entering the door, followed by the four women.
"Master, we are very interested in your Black Flying Sword." Yang Chen was about to leave, and several old demons who had vaguely formed a circle laughed. An old demon sneered and asked, "I don't know if Grandmaster is willing to part with his treasure and let us appreciate it?"
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