Cultivating immortality relies on spatial abilities; defying fate to become the protagonist.

Chapter 267

The group quietly bypassed the garrison and sneaked towards the rear of the demon territory. They proceeded cautiously, avoiding numerous demon patrols.

They arrived at a strange forest, where all the trees were black and exuded a faint, eerie aura.

Suddenly, vines surged forth from all around, wrapping around the group as if they were alive. Shi Qinghan drew his sword and cut the vines, but the more he cut, the more appeared.

Gu Shihan closed his eyes and sensed the source of the vines, discovering that they originated deep underground.

She summoned a firebird, which plunged into the ground, instantly withering the vines.

Just as they breathed a sigh of relief, a melodious flute tune drifted over, leaving everyone momentarily confused.

Gu Shihan forced himself to stay alert, took out the Tranquil Bell and shook it. The sound of the bell dispelled the confusion caused by the flute music.

The group dared not stop and sped forward, bypassing the demon camp and heading directly into the heart of the demon territory.

"Junior sister, this demonic land is quite similar to our immortal realm! How come I can still see cultivators active here?" Mo Yu asked.

Gu Shihan looked around and said, "This is not the Demon Realm yet. The real Demon Realm is still far away. We can't use our immortal spiritual power casually in the Demon Realm. Everyone be careful. It's best to travel in twos and threes. We shouldn't be too far apart. Being able to look out for each other is the best distance."

"Alright, let's form a group of three, shall we?" Duan Siqi blinked her bright eyes and asked everyone with a smile.

"Sure, Shi Han, I want to come with you, hehehe. Oh, and Nangong, you come too!" Wen Xin said with a big smile, extending an invitation enthusiastically while gesturing to Nangong Yi.

"Okay, no problem!" Nangong Yi replied cheerfully, and quickly caught up with him.

Thus, the team groups were determined: Duan Siqi, Mo Jian, and Mo Yu formed one team; while on the other side, Shi Qinghan, Situ Tinglang, and Gu Jiahui formed another team.

The three groups pretended not to know each other and continued on their way. On this day, they arrived at a town of moderate size.

This town is quite special; it is inhabited by both immortals and demons, and the two groups live together in harmony, creating a peaceful scene.

Upon entering the town, the group tacitly dispersed, each secretly searching for useful information.

Gu Shihan, Wen Xin, and Nangong Yi slowly walked into an antique-style teahouse.

They chose a relatively secluded corner to sit down, ordered a few cups of tea, and seemed to be leisurely sipping tea and chatting, but in reality, their ears were perked up, paying close attention to the surrounding noise.

Just then, several demon cultivators at the next table were chatting animatedly. One of them lowered his voice and said, "Have you heard? The demon realm's higher-ups have suddenly ordered a war without any warning. Apparently, it's all for the sake of seizing an incredible treasure."

Upon hearing this, the other person gaped in astonishment and quickly asked, "What kind of treasure is it that would cause such a large mobilization from the demon realm's higher-ups?"

"I don't know. I only know that the treasure is in the second heaven of the immortal realm, and it is said that obtaining it can change the situation between immortals and demons. Whoever gets it will have absolute power."

Gu Shihan's heart jolted, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Could this be the real reason why the Demon Clan had launched this earth-shattering war? He couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Duan Siqi's group was making its way through a narrow and secluded alley.

Suddenly, their attention was drawn to a figure huddled in a corner. Upon closer inspection, they saw it was a severely wounded immortal. The immortal's face was ashen, his breath faint, but he still managed to reveal a shocking secret to Duan Siqi and the others:

In this seemingly ordinary town of the demon race, there lies a mysterious little tower. Legend has it that a rare and unparalleled prophecy is hidden deep within this tower, but no one can approach it.

Although this small tower is here, it seems to be alive. Every thousand years, a prophecy will appear. A hundred years ago, there was a rumor that a mysterious bead would appear, and whoever obtained the bead would be able to command the world.

Both humans and demons were eager to make a move, but the bead's whereabouts were mysterious. It was said that it had been obtained by someone from the immortal realm, which angered the demon lord, and thus the battle began.

Before long, the three groups successfully met up and shared and exchanged the important intelligence they had obtained.

After careful consideration, everyone was skeptical of such rumors.

"I think it's fake!" Shi Qinghan was the first to voice her opinion.

“I think so too. It’s probably just an excuse from the demons. Since someone from the immortal realm obtained it, they have the power to deal with the demons easily,” Situ Tinglang said.

Duan Siqi thought for a moment and said, "Since the prophecy came from the small tower, should we explore the small tower?"

“Okay! What do you think, Junior Sister?” Mo Yu asked.

Gu Shihan thought for a moment and couldn't find any other way, so perhaps going to the source of the prophecy was also a way. "I think it's worth a try."

As night fell, the pitch-black sky seemed like a giant black ribbon draped over the earth.

Under the cover of moonlight, the three groups carefully avoided the layers of tight guards set up by the demons and approached the small tower silently like ghosts.

This small and exquisite white pagoda is pure white, as white as snow, and emits a soft and bright white light.

Upon closer inspection, one can discover that the shimmering white light is actually interspersed with wisps of black air currents that twist and deform like smoke.

These black wisps seemed to possess a life of their own, swirling and coiling around the tower, adding a mysterious and eerie atmosphere to the entire small tower.

"Shi Han, how did we get so close to this little tower without us even realizing it? Didn't we agree not to get close to it?" Duan Siqi asked, her face full of confusion.

Her large, bright eyes were filled with confusion and worry.

Gu Shihan was also somewhat surprised and shook her head, replying, "I'm not quite sure either. But look at those people over there, they seem to want to get closer to this small tower, but they seem to be trapped in some kind of maze and can't move forward at all."

Gu Shihhan stretched out her hand and pointed in a direction, and everyone looked in the direction she pointed.

Sure enough, there were several people wandering around aimlessly like headless flies, muttering something under their breath. They were clearly lost and couldn't find their way forward.

Just then, Xingbai's voice suddenly entered Gu Shihan's mind: "Hanhan, let me out!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Shihan immediately waved her sleeve, and a streak of light flashed, and Xingbai's figure shot out from the Moon Bracelet.

(End of this chapter)