Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

On Dragon Head Cliff.

The three powerful figures from the Heavenly Demon Sect exchanged glances.

They all nodded.

Then, the three Dharma figures leaped down, facing the endless yin wind, and headed towards the depths of the abyss.

As the three ventured deeper, the eerie winds blowing around them grew increasingly violent and dense.

As a result, the soul infants sitting cross-legged on the spiritual platforms of the other two Dharma images were already trembling.

A chilling wind pierced through the dark, bare cliffs, its sound like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts.

As they went deeper, they lost all sense of spatial orientation, finding only boundless darkness.

……

Above Dragon Head Cliff.

Luo Chen and Li Changkong's figures quietly appeared.

Li Changsheng stood on the cliff, looking at the eerie wind drifting up from the abyss below.

"It's really weird."

"This eerie wind carries a mottled energy, a mixture of malevolent, murderous, demonic, and corpse auras. Could this be an ancient battlefield?"

Li Changsheng was indeed very knowledgeable. He sensed the power contained within the Yin energy and frowned as he speculated.

Luo Chen naturally had his own guesses.

"I went down there before and saw a rift that resembled the entrance to a secret realm."

The two exchanged a glance.

Li Changsheng said.

"You didn't use that tortoise shell fragment I gave you back then, did you?"

"Keep it with you, be careful, let's go down."

I saw this eerie place with my own eyes.

Li Changsheng also lost the confidence he had at the beginning.

But since we're already here, there's no reason to back down.

The two figures leaped together into the abyss below.

Luo Chen had come once before, and this time he was even more prepared.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the infant spirit, clad in a soul defensive armor formed from starlight, remained unmoved.

The place was eerie, and neither of them dared to be careless.

soon.

Luo Chen and his companion then passed through the endless yin wind and landed at the bottom.

The two had just landed.

They all frowned and looked in one direction.

Even in complete darkness, their martial arts skills allowed them to see clearly around them.

However, the eerie winds here erode the soul, preventing the divine sense from penetrating the body.

Beneath a cliff, leaning against a corpse, the vital energy around the body slowly dissipated, clearly indicating that the person had only recently died.

"The Heavenly Demon Sect".

Luo Chen only needed one glance to confirm the other party's identity.

"I didn't expect to run into you."

Li Changsheng reminded him.

"This is a dharma image of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Its soul must have been blown away by the Yin wind."

After speaking, Li Changsheng looked at Luo Chen beside him with a meaningful gaze.

As is widely known, the Heavenly Demon Sect excels in the art of the soul.

Even a powerful Dharma image like this couldn't withstand the blow of the Yin wind.

But his little brother acted as if nothing had happened.

That's really impressive!

Ignoring the other person's gaze, Luo Chen took a few steps and headed towards the end of the narrow tunnel.

Li Changsheng silently followed and walked ahead.

The Heavenly Demon Sect will likely send only one person; there's a high probability that there are enemies ahead.

The bottom of the abyss at Dragon Head Cliff is very narrow, with black, hard cliffs on both sides and only a winding path.

Carefully proceed for several hundred steps.

The two men's ears twitched slightly as a voice came from ahead.

"This is the forbidden area."

"Um!"

"Someone's coming!"

The conversation was brief.

Luo Chen looked at Li Changsheng and saw that the old man's face also revealed solemnity.

After the two walked several dozen meters...

The surrounding space became more open.

Two figures were quietly waiting for their arrival ahead.

"Luo Chen, number one on the Prodigy Ranking, I've long admired your name!"

The leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect's Dharma Image stepped forward, a vertical pupil slowly appearing on his forehead, his eyes filled with mockery.

Li Changsheng stepped forward, his old face full of solemnity.

"The leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect?"

Clearly, he had also heard about the methods of the Heavenly Demon Sect leader.

The eerie vertical pupils shifted slightly, landing on Li Changsheng, and the eyes narrowed slightly.

"Hehe, you two, there's nothing fun here. You'd better leave quickly."

Luo Chen's heart sank.

Seeing that Li Changsheng made no other move, he felt somewhat relieved.

The seriousness in Li Changsheng's eyes faded, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"Heavenly Demon Cult Leader, if your true form were here, I would leave without saying a word, but that's not the case now."

Xizhao Prefecture has now been incorporated into the territory of Dawu.

If there is someone who has undergone the Nine Transformations of Nirvana, they can enter.

The imperial destiny will inevitably be reflected in this.

It seems that the opponent's true form is some distance away from Xizhao Prefecture, so there's nothing to be afraid of.

The Demon Lord stood with his hands behind his back, remaining silent for a moment.

He had achieved his goal and knew he couldn't do anything to Luo Chen.

"Let my two men leave."

He spoke up and stated a condition.

It is obvious that even the Heavenly Demon Lord would not want to easily lose the lives of two Dharma Aspect Realm experts.

"Is the Heavenly Demon Sect all talk and no action?"

Luo Chen made a sarcastic remark.

These words immediately created a tense atmosphere between the two sides.

The eerie vertical pupils closed slightly, and the Dharma Aspect Realm being controlled by it raised its head slightly and spoke.

"I'll tell you a secret: let my two men go."

Facing a sacred being of heaven and earth who has undergone four cycles of Nirvana.

The Demon Lord had no choice but to compromise.

The Dharma Aspect Realm is already a high-end combat force. We have already lost one of them on this trip. If all three are lost, it will be a huge loss.

"Tell me what secret?"

Li Changsheng gestured.

Luo Chen remained silent, watching quietly.

A glint of light flashed in its eerie vertical pupils, and the dharma form it controlled spoke in an exaggerated manner.

"A hundred years ago, the Martial Saint of the Great Qian Dynasty perished here!"

This statement came out.

Luo Chen and Li Changsheng were both startled.

"Didn't the Great Qian Martial Saint die from exhaustion of his lifespan?"

"Hehe, young man, you underestimate a being at the Dao Forging Realm."

The Demon Lord shook his head and chuckled, then swaggered back the way he came with another Dharma Image.

The two passed each other by.

Li Changsheng clenched his fist, but ultimately chose not to make a move.

He knew all too well what methods a being at the ninth level of Nirvana possessed.

Even a wisp of will must be treated with caution.

Luo Chen did the same, watching the other person leave.

They exchanged a glance, and then headed forward together.

After walking several dozen steps, they saw the spatial rift that Luo Chen had seen yesterday.

It looked as if some invisible force had torn open an irregular crack.

It emitted a soft purple light in the pitch-black space.

Occasionally, a wisp of cold wind would escape from it.

The countless eerie winds that permeate this vast abyss are the result of countless years of accumulation emanating from this fissure.

Li Changsheng turned his head slightly and stood in front of a cliff behind him.

He reached out and unleashed a gust of wind, and a broken stone tablet was stuck diagonally into the mountain rock.

Luo Chen followed closely behind, looked at the stone tablet, and murmured to himself.

"Absolute Heaven..."

"Indeed, it was the work of the Great Qian Martial Saint."

Li Changsheng nodded slightly.

It once accompanied the old dragon to the capital to meet the Martial Saint during the most prosperous period of the Great Qian Dynasty.

The martial will that remains on this stone tablet is exactly the same as that of the Great Qian Martial Saint.

The will to fight can't be faked.

"In that case, it's quite possible that the Great Qian Martial Saint really perished there."

Countless thoughts flashed through Li Changsheng's mind.

Just as he was pondering this.

Luo Chen had already returned to the front of the rift, and he dared not enter rashly.

Even a martial saint could perish here.

His small frame can't handle it.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened.

The rift in front of them widened instantly, and a gust of cold wind surged out.

It was like an invisible hand pulling Luo Chen into it.

In that instant, Luo Chen didn't even care about being exposed, and his perfected Dharma Aspect cultivation erupted.

Unfortunately, it happened too fast.