ng a map wherever I go and, combining it with the experiences of other fellow disciples, marking some important places. There are quite a few spiritual stone veins near Xuan Qing City, as well as plac...Before a verdant mountain ridge, the blazing demon sun hung high in the sky. Various ferocious demonic creatures soared back and forth overhead, seemingly searching for a suitable target.
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Between the leaves of the forest, beams of sunlight pierced through, casting dappled patterns like fish scales.
"Fairy Luo, please come this way." A handsome man with a tall and straight figure made a welcoming gesture with his hand.
“Still, Luo Xianzi is popular. Unlike me, who’s aging and losing her beauty, making people disgusted. With the help of my bookish friend and the favor of Zhong Dao You, I imagine Luo Xianzi’s trip to Chi Ling will undoubtedly be very fruitful.” A woman with equally captivating allure chuckled self-deprecatingly, her gaze however fixed on another iron-crowned elder.
"Wu Daoyou is joking. Luo Xianzi certainly has the beauty of a celestial fish falling like a goose, but this time finding treasure relies on true skill. The monsters in Chi Ling won't surrender their treasures just because of Luo Xianzi's appearance." The old man with the iron crown beside him, Kuang Mingcheng, let out a chuckle.
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The demons in Chiling wouldn't easily give way, but what other people would do was anyone's guess. Wu Xuejiao, with her graceful and alluring beauty, smiled softly.
“Each of the treasure seekers in Chilling Ridge uses their own means. I heard that Wu Dao has many women by his side, and he dares to use this to pressure me.” Luo Ping’er smiled coquettishly.
Wu Xuejiao let out a cold snort. At this time, at a place even farther away from the four of them, two blue-scaled Sturgeon Demons were circling and searching their surroundings together.
“Move faster, we're always circling out here. If we stay like this too long, those others will get suspicious.” one of the sturgeon demons said in a low voice.
"Don't worry, I acted completely smitten with her. Even if she was suspicious of me, she wouldn't suspect anything this quickly." The other Sturgeon Demon chuckled menacingly.
In short, just be careful. Lu Ping'er's enchanting arts are too powerful. If you don't have the right path, others might not necessarily be able to resist them.
“First, I’ll use these people to take the treasures from Chilling Peak. Once Luo Ping'er and Wu Xuejiao are subdued, then I can truly enjoy myself.” Zhong Xu didn’t hide his greed at all.
“To actually hit on my brother-in-law’s wife! Just you wait, I'll peel him alive when I catch him.” Not until the two Sturgeon Demons had left did Xiang Kuang and Zhu Qi, who had already ascended to the Heavenly Immortal realm, emerge from their hiding place.
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“Just be careful, and don't mention anything related to Luo Ping’er again. Someone might overhear you.” Xiang Kuang glared at Zhu Qi.
Then, after Luo Ping'er had met with the Sturgeon Demon, they continued to delve deeper into Chi Ling. Not long after, they arrived at a rugged stone gate.
“Calligraphy friends, please take a look at the reality and illusion within.” Several people looked towards the strong and vigorous calligraphy and painting that had been following Luo Ping'er.
"Not bad." A dashing young man named Shu Jian strode forward, seemingly showing off to Luo Ping'er. He pulled out a scarlet brush and, with a few strokes of his hand, sketched a pair of fists-sized eyes that blazed with light, aimed directly at the stone gate. Instantly, a misty gray vapor appeared behind the stone gate, resembling a swamp. Shadows flickered within the swamp, emanating an extremely sinister aura. A blurry passage led straight to the end of the swamp, where a stone hall stood. On the plaza, there was a teleportation array.
Everyone wanted to strain their eyes and make out more clearly, but the pair of eyeballs Shu Jian had drawn had already dimmed. This hazy image completely vanished.
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“We've fought our way through countless obstacles and slain numerous monsters to get here. That teleportation array must lead to the core area of this Crimson Ridge. Back then, Chi Mei was a formidable Golden Immortal-level demon; even just a fraction of his belongings would be enough for us to cultivate for a long time.” Zhong Xun's eyes glinted with undisguised greed.
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"Well said, a journey of a hundred miles begins with a single step. The passage to the teleportation array must be fraught with danger, but if you want to obtain treasure, how can you avoid some risk"
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The old man with the iron crown nodded, and everyone quickly reached a consensus.
"Next, let the old man lead by example."
The old man with an iron crown let out a low cry. His hands, withered like twigs, suddenly turned pitch black. With a push forward into the void, a giant gray rhinoceros charged towards the stone gate instantly.
With a deafening roar, the stone gate trembled violently, sending up clouds of dust.
With a stroke of his brush, the artist summoned eight demonic soldiers from the tip of his pen. They advanced menacingly, ready to strike.
Behind Wu Xuejiao, a majestic magical form like an empress appeared, brandishing her sword and striking.
On Luo Ping'er's side, numerous beams of light, seeming real yet illusory, interweaved and shot towards the stone gate.
With a deafening roar, even under the repeated attacks of several celestial demon lords, the heavy stone gate held firm for a full incense stick before finally collapsing with a thunderous crash.
“Here we go!” Wu Xuejiao’s eyes lit up, and with a movement of her ample body, she leaped into the gaping maw. The others followed close behind.
“Such a strange swamp!” The group of five, after passing through the dilapidated stone gate, immediately felt a powerful suction force coming from below. Even with their cultivation, they couldn't help but feel unsteady for a moment.
Now, maintaining flight requires ten or even dozens of times more energy than usual.
Only now did they understand why such a passage existed within the swamp. Without it, even if their cultivation levels were increased severalfold, they would have been unable to cross the swamp out of thin air.
Just descending into this passage does not mean safety is guaranteed. The passage, only tens of meters wide, would be a mere blink of an eye for a multitude of powerful beings.
In just a few moments, with a whooshing sound, two rows of tiger-headed human figures emerged from both sides of the passage. They were towering black stone statues over five zhang tall. These statues were bare-chested, each sporting a large drum with a tiger pattern across their chests.
Everything.
Amidst a flurry of rapid drumbeats, the entire expanse of swamp and passage before their eyes contorted and warped.
Luo Ping'er's face changed slightly. As the drums grew louder, she felt a strange sensation within her body. It was as if invisible giant tigers were leaping into her body, intent on devouring her demonic energy and destroying the foundation of her years of cultivation.
The other demons, too, under the pounding of drums amidst these rows of tiger-headed stone statues, felt their hearts stirring with a surge of excitement.
"The phantom sounds of the tigers, we must stop these stone soldiers, or else all of us will be finished here." Wu Xuejiao's face turned pale as she cried out in alarm.
Further away from these tiger-headed stone statues, gigantic bodies of lion crocodiles and bone serpents emerged from the swamp. Their eyes glared fiercely in this direction. If they weren't intimidated by the tiger-headed stone statues, they would have charged over already.
"One person's strength is not enough to break these tiger-headed stone statues. Everyone work together, and watch my Wanli Demon Mountain!" Shu Jinghua roared with a fierce expression, his large brush sweeping rapidly in his hand, a powerful and vast mountain force gushing out from the tip of his pen. fires clashed, though both were of the fire element, they met like water and fire, exploding with a sizzling sound.Several flying swords broke through the flames and slashed towards the area where th...