Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1994 I won!
The dark red rain came down incredibly fast, as if a hole had been torn in the sky, and someone was pouring water directly down from a basin.

The Heavenly Treasure Mirror hanging above Liu Qinghuan's head hummed in response, unfurled again, and transformed into a long scroll of ink-wash landscape painting.

The mountains, rivers, hills, forests and marshes in the scroll are vividly depicted, exuding a gentle and ethereal charm. However, rainwater, like thousands of poisonous arrows, quickly erodes the scroll, creating rolling, turbid bubbles.

Accompanied by the sizzling sound of corrosion, the torrential rain enveloped the entire painting, and the originally clear and crisp ink lines of the landscape seemed to be soaked and blurred, becoming indistinct.

The long, deep, and menacing knife mark appeared even more sinister and terrifying in the rain and mist, like a deep scar that could never heal, stretching across the mountains and rivers.

Liu Qinghuan raised her eyes, her gaze piercing through the surging rain curtain, looking up at the endless darkness above her head.

In a daze, I suddenly recalled the overwhelming despair I felt many years ago when I first encountered a demon whose cultivation level far surpassed my own.

Even if he burns out all his life essence and uses up all his trump cards, his opponent can crush him and his soul into dust with just a flick of a finger, leaving him no room to resist.

Later, he traversed the immortal realms beyond the three thousand worlds, passed through the Deer Realm, and braved the Eternal Heaven. He walked through all the perilous places where the three great scattered immortals resided beyond the three thousand worlds.

His furthest footprints have even reached the seven great demon realms.

He encountered many more powerful and unfathomable immortals, even meeting several true immortals from the upper realm. He even provoked a demon god whose strength was comparable to that of a true immortal, forging an irreconcilable feud.

From initially only being able to flee in a sorry state, to being able to fight back with one or two moves, and then to being able to use the power of heaven and earth to force back the descending avatar of the demon god and kill the ten-thousand-year-old clam spirit Star Nirvana Ancestor who had cultivated a body of a loose immortal.

Time and again he teetered on the edge of life and death, time and again he escaped death from mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The desperate situations never dulled his edges, but only forced him to cultivate step by step to his current level.

Even the Demon God couldn't kill him, so how could a mere Xuan Yin—a mortal cultivator whose cultivation had barely reached the threshold of the Loose Immortal realm but was always stuck in the Tribulation Transcending stage—possess any chance of killing him?
He had more or less guessed Xuan Yin's intentions; the other party probably hated him to the core by now.

If you can't kill him in a direct confrontation, you can only hope that this magical artifact, which can dissolve bones and corrode souls, will wear him down over time.

This round of torrential rain was far more powerful than the previous two; the rain was fast and heavy, so dense that not even a breath of wind could pass through.

The dark red water on the ground was rising rapidly at a visible speed, churning up murky foam, and was about to overflow the only rock platform he could stand on.

That poisonous water is not to be touched. Besides its extremely domineering corrosive power, what is even more insidious is the resentful and malevolent energy it contains, which can seep into the meridians through the pores and stagnate the flow of magical power.

Once one's magical power is sealed, death is certain in such a perilous place.

The defensive power of the Heaven and Earth Treasure Mirror is indeed astonishing, and it also carries the self-healing power of the laws of heaven and earth. However, if it is soaked in this bone-corroding poisonous rain for a long time, even if it does not shatter, it will inevitably damage its origin and leave irreparable damage.

Moreover, Liu Qinghuan was truly reluctant to part with this priceless treasure.

The Heaven and Earth Treasure Mirror is not just a simple defensive magic weapon, but also a living map that records the geography of the world, the origins of various rare treasures, and the coordinates of countless ancient ruins and secret realms. It is a true treasure of heaven and earth.

He had already planned it all out. Once he had finished dealing with the trivial matters, he would embark on a treasure hunt with a clear objective, following the records in the treasure map.

Those rare and precious materials hidden deep in the mountains and forests, untouched for thousands of years, and those spiritual mines and veins hidden deep in the rivers and marshes, never discovered by anyone—even if he himself doesn't need them, the sect disciples can go and mine them for training.

Therefore, this Heaven and Earth Mirror must not be damaged in the slightest here.

The rain roared.

Liu Qinghuan glanced down at the rising poisonous water beneath her feet, then lightly touched the ground with her toes, slightly turned her body, and stepped into the cave on the rock wall beside her, which was about half a person's height.

"Click, click~"

The cave was filled with a dense, sharp gnawing sound. On the cave walls, countless shrunken Void-Eating Insects clung to the rock face, forming a dark, oppressive mass that gleamed with a cold, eerie black light.

Whenever silver threads or dense patterns appear on the rock face, they are instantly bitten off by their sharp mandibles and swallowed whole.

"Click, click~"

The gnawing sounds never stopped.

The tunnel had been dug more than ten feet deep, but the walls here had a strong self-repairing ability. If they stopped for a moment, the tunnel would be restored instantly.

Therefore, these Void-devouring insects could only gnaw away without stopping for even a moment.

Liu Qinghuan stepped on the hard, cold black shell of the Devouring Void Insect and slowly walked a few steps inside. After confirming that the rain would not get on them, she raised her hand and put away the Heaven and Earth Treasure Mirror.

Outside the cave, rain continued to pour down, capable of corroding everything. This small wormhole had become a temporary safe haven.

Liu Qinghuan slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and continued walking along the cave passage until she reached the deepest part where the insect swarm was gnawing.

Through the gaps between the densely packed Void-Eating Insects, his gaze sharpened, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

The cave walls here are completely different from those on the outside.

The original silver threads have turned into a jet-black color here, finer and denser, like countless lurking black worms writhing wildly beneath the rock face.

Liu Qinghuan stood there for a moment, her expression gradually darkening.

The inner rock wall repairs itself more than twice as fast as the outer one. The moment the black, dense patterns are bitten off by the Void-Eating Insects, they are immediately repaired. Occasionally, a mysterious and ancient character flashes across the rock wall.

Then, the Void Devouring Insects painstakingly gnawed out a small gap, but it was repaired in the blink of an eye, leaving not even a trace. Liu Qinghuan watched this scene, and the corner of her mouth twitched involuntarily.

Why are there even True Immortal Inscriptions mixed in with the rock face here?!
No wonder the Void Eater is digging slower and slower. At this rate, when will it ever break through?

He had originally planned to use this temporarily safe cave to meditate and recuperate, recovering the magical power he had lost in the previous battle.

But given the current situation, there's no time for him to slowly recover.

Liu Qinghuan raised her hand and took out several pills from her storage ring, swallowing them in one gulp.

The elixir melted upon entering the mouth, transforming into a powerful spiritual force that flowed through the meridians.

He then flicked his wrist, and a clear, resonant sword cry suddenly echoed through the cave, the Xuanyuan Sword already appearing in his hand.

An overwhelming and awe-inspiring righteous energy flowed through the narrow passage, completely incompatible with the sinister and malevolent aura of this place, causing the writhing black patterns around it to tremble slightly.

As magical power continuously flowed into the sword, the Xuanyuan Sword shone with a dazzling golden light, its intense glow like a blazing sun, instantly illuminating the entire dark cave.

With a slight thought, Liu Qinghuan sent out a command to several Void Devouring Insects that were gnawing on the rock wall. They scurried to the sides, instantly clearing a flat area in the center of the rock wall.

With a low shout, he flipped his wrist, and the Xuanyuan Sword shot forward. With a soft "plop," the blade pierced deeply into the rock wall.

Countless black threads, like leeches attracted by the smell of blood, swarmed towards it, only to retract upon encountering the fiery golden sword light.

Before the intricate patterns could react, countless sharp and unparalleled sword energies exploded within the wall, severing them inch by inch. The hidden True Immortal runes were also shattered and completely annihilated in the brilliant and blazing golden light.

As the dazzling golden light slowly dissipated, the rock wall, which was originally covered with black patterns, was left with a scorched black mark, as if it had been fiercely branded by heavenly fire.

"Quickly!" Liu Qinghuan said in a deep voice, giving the order.

The Void Devouring Insects, which had been waiting nearby, moved instantly. Their limbs moved rapidly as they swarmed into the gap that the Xuanyuan Sword had just crushed, their sharp mouthparts frantically gnawing at the rock wall that had lost the protection of the array patterns.

Liu Qinghuan's gaze swept across the area, and then he chose a spot slightly below the gap. The Xuanyuan Sword in his hand once again shone with dazzling brilliance.

"Again!"

The sword rang out again, and the golden light shone brightly once more.

Inside the cave, a man with a sword and a swarm of Void-Eating Insects stubbornly carved out a path to survival in this perilous place.

……

Just as Liu Qinghuan was focused on digging a tunnel with the insect swarm, outside the Spring Water Bag, on the battle platform...

Xuan Yin sat there, his face so gloomy it could drip water, his cloudy eyes filled with sinister intent and anxiety.

He stared intently at the gray pouch in front of him, his fingers clenching so tightly they cracked. He sat there for a full half hour, then a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly stood up.

Below the battle platform, a huge crowd of cultivators had been waiting for several hours.

From the initial breathless anticipation and tension to the later discussions and restlessness, the banners surrounding the entire battle platform remained tightly closed, showing no sign of opening.

"It's been sealed off for so long, what's going on inside? Why is there no movement at all?"

Finally, someone in the crowd couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

"Yeah, yeah, can't we send someone in to check? I really want to know who's won and who's lost inside..."

"You dare to go? This is a duel between top Mahayana cultivators! Do you know why the barrier on the battle platform is so thick? It's to prevent someone as reckless as you from daring to challenge the heavens and the earth."

"you!"

"What do you mean, 'you'? The residual spiritual energy from any one of those two spells on stage could instantly annihilate your soul and spirit, leaving you no knowledge of how you died!"

"Shut up, all of you! It's only been a few hours, what's the rush?"

"Yeah, those major battles often last for days and nights, so we just have to wait... Wait! It's open!"

A sudden exclamation rang out, instantly drowning out all the other discussions.

Everyone suddenly looked up, all staring at the battle platform.

The black banners that had originally covered the entire battle platform were rapidly shrinking and folding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and were put away in the blink of an eye.

A figure slowly walked out from the center of the battle platform.

The vast mountain peak fell into a deathly silence, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Xuan Yin expressionlessly tucked the tattered banner into his sleeve. His sinister eyes swept across the silent crowd below the stage, finally fixing on the Cangyun Sect members responsible for guarding the barrier. He spoke sharply:
"With Dao Kui dead in this battle, I have won! Quickly open the barrier!"