Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

“Brother Yuan Chu, we've been here for quite some time since we came in.

It's been at least a day, but there's no night here.”

After leaving the lake, Jun Wuxie and the others did not immediately descend the mountain, but instead ascended to the highest peak, looking into the distance, overlooking the mountains and rivers.

When they came in, Mo Qingli felt something was wrong.

After a series of events, it felt even more wrong.

The entire land of the Forgotten Land exuded an eerie aura.

“Limited by my realm, I cannot see the specific situation, but now I can be sure that the world we are currently in should be covered by a huge field.

This kind of field may be a formation, or someone may have used the power of nature.

In short, the world we see should not be the real environment.”

“Are you saying we are in an illusion?”

“Not exactly, the mountains and rivers should be real, but the environment has been changed, such as only having day and no night.”

Jun Wuxie stopped abruptly when he said this.

Mo Qingli's gaze also turned to the same place as his.

That was the end of their line of sight, an unknown distance away, impossible to estimate with eyesight.

At the end of the line of sight, the clouds in the sky were reflecting a magnificent group of buildings, palaces and halls, stretching and undulating, like fairy palaces built in a sea of clouds.

“Brother Yuan Chu, do you think that's a mirage or a reflection of a real scene?”

Mo Qingli couldn't judge, but she was a little shocked.

The palaces and halls that appeared on the sea of clouds were too vast, and they had an extraordinary immortal charm, with seven-colored glows surrounding each building.

Above the entire group of buildings, dreamlike glows formed rainbows, which were very magnificent.

“What a picture of a fairy land.

If we hadn't experienced the series of events before, perhaps it would be a reflection of a real scene.

But now it's hard to say, even if it's a reflection of a real scene, it's definitely not so magnificent.

Qingli, what do you think the disciples of the various Dao lineages would think if they saw such a picture?”

“I think they should not be able to resist the temptation, and their hearts will be full of curiosity and longing.

After all, such a vast immortal palace, those seven-colored glows, make it hard not to believe that there are great opportunities and a large number of immortal treasures inside.

Brother Yuan Chu, do you mean that the appearance of the immortal palace is intended to attract disciples from the various Dao lineages?”

“It's not impossible.

After all, even the Xuanming Flood Dragon was plotted against.

Someone laid out the plan in advance, using immortal jade as bait.

It's hard not to connect the current picture with it.”

“Speaking of the person who laid out the plan, I really can't figure out the significance of the underwater ancient city.

If we see that the immortal palace is also part of that person's plan, then he wants to lead everyone there.

But what is the purpose of laying out the plan in the underwater ancient city? Isn't that redundant?”

“With careful analysis, it's not difficult to guess his purpose.

Is it easy to obtain the immortal jade in the underwater ancient city?

The answer is no.

As powerful as the Xuanming Flood Dragon, it could not get close to the ancient coffin for a period of time, let alone the inner disciples of the various Dao lineages who came to train.

Their realms are all in the Eternal Life Realm, not to mention the intensity of bloodline growth, just the difference in realm is already worlds apart.

Therefore, in addition to the Xuanming Flood Dragon, the purpose should also include some true disciples from various forces who are in the rear.”

Hearing him say this, Mo Qingli understood, “That is to say, the purpose of the person who laid out the plan is actually to screen targets!

The true disciples are only in the rear, and will not go in front of the inner disciples of the various Dao lineages.

He is worried that the true disciples will not eventually go to the place where the sea of clouds and immortal palace are reflected.

The immortal jade in the underwater ancient city happens to guide the true disciples who obtain it to go there.

Speaking of which, when did Qi Xu come here?

He knew there was an immortal treasure in the lake, but he didn't explore the bottom of the lake to find out.

Is he being conscientious, unwilling to compete with the training disciples for opportunities, or is it as he said, he doesn't like the third-grade immortal treasure?

Although he is in the Chaos Realm, the third-grade immortal treasure is indeed ineffective for him.

But this is a rare third-grade immortal treasure, he can at least sell it for a good price.

Brother Yuan Chu, do you think Qi Xu might be an insider?”

“There is a slight possibility, but the possibility should not be great.

Unless Qi Xu is a beneficiary and one of the planners in this game.

Otherwise, for such a big game, the person who laid out the plan will definitely not easily let others participate.

Especially the people from the top Dao lineages who participated in this training.”

“Then what do we do now? Should we eliminate distractions and choose a direction, or go to the place where the immortal palace is located?”

“Of course, we are going towards the immortal palace.

If the scenery of the immortal palace is really someone's means, how can we give up this opportunity?

We can only find out what he wants to do by secretly observing after approaching that area.

The sea of clouds and immortal palace appear, and the road ahead will no longer be as peaceful as before.

Since the person who laid out the plan uses immortal jade to screen targets, then there must be other screening methods.

Immortal jade is a very small-scale screening, more like a single-person screening method, and there must be group screening methods behind it.

Let's go.”

Jun Wuxie no longer continued to stay here.

He and Mo Qingli jumped up, their bodies drawing a long parabola in the air, heading down the mountain.

“Who is laying out the plan, and how dare he be so bold, daring to do so.”

The Xuanming Flood Dragon was both angry and curious.

The person who laid out the plan actually led the disciples of the major top Dao lineages into the game, and it has to be said that he has the courage of a dragon and the guts of a tiger.

……

They locked onto the direction where the sea of clouds and immortal palace appeared and went all the way.

They crossed countless mountains and plains, and crossed many rivers and deep ravines.

As they walked, during a certain leap, while they were still in the air and had not yet landed, the world suddenly changed, and the bright light disappeared.

The whole world suddenly dimmed, like dusk.

There was no sun in the sky, only the sea of clouds and immortal palace at the end of the sky were still shining brightly.

Looking around, time was dim, and the range of sight became much smaller.

After all, the light was poor, and they couldn't see that far.

Due to the special field here, even cultivators have severely limited eyesight, and the effect of pupil techniques is far less than in the outside world.

Not only that, but there is no longer the idyllic scenery and feeling.

The world became very depressing.

The clouds in the sky retained a little golden red, an extremely dim golden red, and the temperature also dropped. A gust of wind blew, gloomy, penetrating the pores and drilling into the bones.

After landing, Mo Qingli stopped and did not continue to move forward, vigilantly looking around.

“Brother Yuan Chu, this environment is similar to what we knew in the past.”

“This may be the true world environment of the Forgotten Land.”

As soon as Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he saw light blooming in a certain area in front, reflecting onto the sky from among the mountains.

However, the light flickered on and off.

“There is a battle over there. Let's hide and sneak past.”

After he finished speaking, he completely restrained his own aura.

Mo Qingli was also like this.

Immediately, he reached out and grabbed Mo Qingli's wrist, cast the Little Void Technique, and instantly hid into the void.

Due to the use of the Little Void Technique, in order to better maintain the concealment effect of the Little Void Technique, they no longer leaped forward as before, but changed to walking.

In this way, the speed was reduced a lot, but it was not slow.

After all, with their cultivation level, even walking can achieve shrinking the ground to an inch.

It's just that the geographical environment causes the effect of shrinking the ground to an inch to be affected a bit.

“Yuan Chu, I feel a familiar aura!

It's that kind of creature, that's right, it's them, this evil and cold aura, I won't be wrong, the impression is too deep!”

The Xuanming Flood Dragon said to them with divine thought on Jun Wuxie's shoulder.

There was quite a bit of fear in his words.

It's not that the Xuanming Flood Dragon is timid, nor is he afraid of those creatures.

The main reason is that there are many of those creatures. They usually appear in groups of a few to dozens.

Often, as long as you encounter this kind of creature in one place, it means that this kind of creature is active in many places in this world.

Their appearance is collective, and they can communicate with each other.

Several times when he was outside, he was exposed and suffered the siege of that kind of creature. After killing them, it didn't take long before many of that kind of creature came from different directions.

Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He remembered that even several powerhouses in the Creation Realm came at that time.

What makes those creatures fearful is the number. The most important thing is that they don't know what realm powerhouses will appear, and the secret techniques they use are extremely strange, similar to the art of cursing.

While the Xuanming Flood Dragon was recalling his past experiences, Jun Wuxie and Mo Qingli had already approached that area while sneaking.

At this time, they could already feel the aura of the aftermath of the battle.

Bypassing several mountains, they finally saw the scene of the battle in the area between several mountains.

There, ghostly yin energy surged, forming gray-black clouds in the air, and sounds similar to ghost howls continued to sound inside.

In the area covered by the ghostly yin, there were several inner disciples who had come to train, their faces slightly pale, their faces full of solemnity, and there was also a trace of fear and urgency in their eyes.

Several people stood back to back, vigilantly staring around.

Around them, ghostly yin energy lingered. Near the mountains, some places had many figures.

Those figures, many people were holding strangely shaped wooden staffs or bone staffs, carved in strange shapes, and the patterns on them were even more terrifying and indescribable.

Several inner disciples had shields evolved from immortal techniques protecting their bodies, with interwoven Dao patterns on the shields.

The shield barrier emitted wisps of green smoke from time to time, accompanied by sizzling sounds.

An invisible, eerie power was attacking them, unseen by the naked eye, only to be blocked by their protective immortal techniques.

Nearby, a dozen or so corpses lay strewn about.

Those corpses were already deformed, appearing very shriveled, especially the faces, whether the eye sockets or cheeks, were deeply sunken, making it impossible to discern what they looked like in life.

One could only judge from the clothing they wore to determine which top-tier Daoist lineage they belonged to, but it was difficult to distinguish who they were from their faces.

"Heh heh, give up, once you've arrived here, you still dream of leaving alive, a foolish fantasy.

Your companions' fate is also your final destination."

A dark shadow emitted a sinister and cold voice.

"You dark and evil things, wanting our lives, it won't be that easy!"

Several inner disciples responded coldly, although their tone was very forceful, there was actually fear in their hearts.

Jun Wuxie observed secretly, and it could be seen from the eyes of those inner disciples.

"Break out!"

Those inner disciples seemed to have been brewing for quite some time.

At this moment, a dazzling immortal light suddenly erupted from their bodies.

Mana boiled, and many blazing rays of lightning rushed out from within their bodies, forming dense lightning, traversing all directions, heading towards those dark shadows.

At the same time, a ghostly Yin barrier emerged, pierced by the lightning.

Several people instantly rushed out from within the shattered barrier.

"Want to run, not so easy!"

As the cold voice sounded, within the rolling ghostly Yin energy, terrifying ghostly figures condensed, blocking in front of the several people.

At the same time, the corpses of the disciples of the top-tier Daoist lineages who had died on the ground suddenly came to life, their joints moving mechanically a few times, and then pounced towards those several people.

One of those people struck a dead fellow disciple, sending him flying, while the rest bombarded the obstructing ghostly figures and attacked the surrounding dark shadows, their footsteps not stopping, rushing towards the distance, wanting to get far away from this place.

The whole scene was filled with floating ghostly figures, intertwined lightning, and constant lightning falling from the sky.

"Senior brother, your eyes…"

In this process, an inner disciple exclaimed.

"My eyes…"

The inner disciple who was reminded reached out and wiped, and suddenly shuddered all over.

He felt the blood on his face, staining his palm red.

He felt blood constantly flowing from his eyes, and his vision began to blur.

"Not good, you've been hit by their strange curse technique, quickly dispel the curse technique!"

"Junior brother, your body!"

Another exclamation.

On one of the inner disciples, blood-colored tentacles pierced through the skin and grew out, causing him to let out a terrified scream.

…

Jun Wuxie and Mo Qingli hid in the distance and witnessed all of this. The ghost witch secret technique was truly strange. Those inner disciples were unknowingly hit by the trick, and they didn't even know how they were hit by the ghost witch secret technique.

"Lord Jun, they are people from Thunder Pole Immortal Palace.

Should we take action?"

"No need, just watch.

Those people will not die, they will surely escape."

"Ah?"

Mo Qingli communicated with Jun Wuxie through divine sense.

"Those ghost witches didn't kill, they didn't really want to kill those few people.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be alive at this time."

"Why, they have already killed many people from Thunder Pole Immortal Palace, why not kill them all, and keep these few people."

"Perhaps we will know the answer later."

While Jun Wuxie and Mo Qingli were communicating, the few inner disciples of Thunder Pole Immortal Palace who looked very miserable had already rushed far away.

Those ghost witch creatures chased after them, the sky was filled with Yin mist whistling, turning into huge, ferocious heads roaring, and swallowing towards the few people.

It looked very fierce and terrifying, but the inner disciples of Thunder Pole Immortal Palace could always turn danger into safety at critical moments and save their lives.

Chasing and running, the figures of the several inner disciples disappeared in this area.

They seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

"They have already escaped from this place."

Jun Wuxie told Mo Qingli.

At this time, those ghost witch creatures stopped, looking at the place where the few people disappeared. After a while, a ghost witch clansman spoke, "I really crave their essence blood, but I can only watch them leave."

"The overall situation is important, the higher-ups said that we need help in this realm.

Since the higher-ups have already found a partner, we should cooperate."

"Hey, speaking of that person, I have to admit that he is really a ruthless person, even more bloodthirsty than us.

He dares to plot such crazy things."

"Isn't it just right?

If he didn't do this, how would the higher-ups dare to believe him?

It is precisely because he has done this that he can never be forgiven in this life and can only be tied to us."

"I am looking forward to the day when we rule Hunyuan, when we will raise the various races of Hunyuan as a source of essence blood, inexhaustible."

"Fantasies are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

I'm afraid you won't be able to wait until that day."

A cold voice suddenly sounded behind the ghost witch creatures.

"Who!"

A group of ghost witch creatures suddenly paled, turned around abruptly, and pairs of cold eyes stared at Jun Wuxie and Mo Qingli.