Primordial Era: Starting with slaughtering all the gods and Buddhas in the sky

As Huang Chen climbed out of the stinking ditch, his foot slipped, and the sole of his boot crushed half of a beast's skull. The white bone fragments were buried in the weeds and mud, and when the wind blew in, a whistling sound came from the gaps in the bones, like someone breathing heavily in his ear in the dead of night.

He didn't relax immediately.

The dozen or so human sacrificial offerings dragged out from under the platform behind him all had ashen faces, and their ankles still bore bloody marks from the iron buckles.

Some people had persevered all the way, but their legs finally gave way here, and they collapsed to their knees in the mud, coughing up blood and swill.

Huang Chen glanced back.

"Don't leave."

His voice wasn't loud, but his throat was hoarse from straining.

"Go to the bone pit first, where it's sheltered from the wind. If you can help someone, lend a hand."

Don't lie outside. The night air is bone-chilling. Tomorrow, even without demons coming to catch you, half of you will be dead on your own."

The few adult men who could still move gritted their teeth and responded, their hands and feet trembling, but they still managed to help the people next to them.

The abandoned animal bone pit wasn't large; it resembled a burial ground left behind by ancient monsters. Half of the pit's edge had collapsed, and a thick layer of bone powder lay at the bottom, making a crunching sound when stepped on.

Besides the stench of blood, the wind carried a pungent smell of rotten skin mixed with damp earth, making one feel nauseous.

As soon as a young woman entered the pit, she covered her mouth and began to gag.

The gaunt old man beside him was also trembling, his lips blue, but his eyes were still fixed on the northwest direction. Faintly, the sound of bells could be heard from there, rising and falling in the night wind, one after another, even making the broken bones in the bone pit tremble slightly.

Huang Chen raised his hand.

With a flash of red lotus in his palm, he forced a half-foot-long phantom image of the twelfth-grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus to hover above the bone pit. The fire was not intense, but it was stable.

The red light spread out, like a thin curtain of fire, separating the chilling darkness and foul air of the night.

The pit became much quieter immediately.

Some people stared blankly at the ball of fire, as if they had seen something they dared not touch. Others hunched their shoulders, initially out of fear, before slowly extending their frozen hands to let the warmth bring back some color.

Huang Chen sat cross-legged on a protruding bony rock at the edge of the pit, and took out several cloth bags and porcelain bottles.

Some of these things were copied from the Penglingfang workshop, while others were collected from the outer market's accounting office and the bone lamp slope.

The dry rations were wrapped in oiled paper and smelled of a mixture of stale rice and dried meat. They weren't good, but they were enough to keep you alive. The medicines were also mixed, in porcelain bottles of different sizes. There was crude hemostatic powder used by the demon race, and also rejuvenating powder that humans could tolerate.

He divided the items into several piles and pushed them down.

"Everyone take one first, don't fight over it."

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"For deep wounds, use the white bottle. For coughing up blood, first hold half a pill of the Replenishing Essence Powder in your mouth, don't swallow the whole one, your bodies can't handle it."

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A middle-aged man with two missing fingers instinctively caught the cloth bag, his hands trembling.

He opened his mouth, but it felt like there was a piece of sand stuck in his throat, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence.

"My benefactor... in the city, is it in the city...?"

"It's a mess."

Huang Chen tore open the tear in his clothes on his shoulder, which had been ripped open by the demon's claws, revealing the blackened flesh underneath.

He dipped his finger in the powder, pressed it against the wound without changing his expression, and the pain made his muscles tense up, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

"The Blood Banquet Platform collapsed, and the Spirit Cooking Workshop is gone too."

I can't sleep in the City of Ten Thousand Demons tonight.

Upon hearing this, the pit fell silent for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, someone began to sob softly.

The crying wasn't loud, but it sounded like someone had been holding it in for too long, their voice had become so hoarse that they couldn't make a sound, and all that could be heard was the throbbing of their chest.

The people around him also had tears in their eyes. A boy held a dry, hard meat pie, took a bite, and before he could swallow it, he cried and spat out the food.

Huang Chen didn't try to dissuade him.

At times like this, saying anything is pointless.

He simply lowered his head, tightly bandaged the wound under his ribs, took out a Rejuvenation Pill, broke it open, and swallowed only half of it.

When the medicine entered my stomach, it felt like a warm current rushing to my limbs, but as soon as that warmth touched the broken witch runes in my body, it was immediately pushed back by waves of tearing pain.

The damaged parts of the superior witch clan's battle body are acting up again.

It's not just the pain from the wound.

It's like hooks are embedded in the bone, pulling deep into the flesh with every breath.

After repeated attacks, hard-fought battles against the Blood Banquet formation, and a half-hour escape through the hidden channel, the body was ultimately pushed too hard.

Huang Chen exhaled a breath of foul air that smelled of blood, closed his eyes for a moment, and then brought up the system panel.

A pale golden light curtain spread out before his eyes.

In the cultivation level section, the early stage of Celestial Immortal has been completely stabilized.

Qi and blood, spirit and soul, karmic fire, and the pressure on the array artifacts are all still within a controllable range. However, after the battle body column, a dark red prompt "damage worsening" appears, like a thorn, directly piercing the field of vision.

Huang Chen glanced at it twice, then raised his hand and dismissed the panel.

Grass.

The situation has stabilized, but the pain is real.

At that moment, the sound of bells rang out again in the northwestern night sky.

when--

When the first sound rang out, someone in the bone pit shuddered.

Ding—Ding—

The second and third sounds came in quick succession, as if stirring up the eerie atmosphere in the night wind.

Behind the distant mountain ridge, one could even see streaks of fire rising from the city walls, a mixture of crimson, pale white, and eerie green, making half the clouds appear dirty.

Huang Chen looked up and silently counted.

Fourth tone.

Fifth tone.

The sixth tone.

The old man in the pit suddenly gripped his knees tightly, his face turning deathly pale.

"Nine rings... This is a city-wide search."

His voice was as dry as sandpaper.

"I heard it once when I was imprisoned in the City of Ten Thousand Demons. The bell rang nine times, sealing off the outer market, the inner city, the desolate hills, and the blood canal."

The patrolling demon soldiers will release their spirit-sniffing beasts, and all the secret passages will be searched thoroughly.

Huang Chen didn't respond, but continued counting.

The seventh tone.

Eighth tone.

As the ninth bell rang, the entire desolate hillside seemed to be crushed by a giant hand. Even the wind seemed to pause for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, roars of beasts, the clashing of armor, the sounds of horns and bone flutes erupted all at once in the distance, a chaotic cacophony like a pot of boiling blood.

Number one mortal enemy.

Huang Chen didn't need anyone to tell him; he could guess how much he was worth in the eyes of those guys in the Ten Thousand Demon City.

A thin man swallowed hard and asked in a low voice, "My benefactor, will they follow us here?"

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"meeting."

Huang Chen answered readily.

"And they catch up quickly."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed to two people.

One was a middle-aged man who had previously shielded others from whips below the platform; he had broad shoulders and injured legs, but he could still hold on. The other was a thin, dark-skinned young man with a split eye who had remained silent the whole time; he walked with the steadyest steps in the dark.

"What are your names, you two?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "My name is Shen He."

'

The dark-skinned, thin young man swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva: "Lan Gu."

Huang Chen glanced at Lan Gu.

It's him.

The lost boy who was brought back in Chapter 78 is now as thin as a taut bone, but the fierceness in his eyes hasn't faded.

"Can you still walk?"

Lan Gu nodded without saying a word.

Huang Chen took out a piece of bone wrapped in oilcloth from his pocket, and then took half a piece of animal skin. He quickly drew two old secret marks and a route around the ridge on it.

"Walk along the third dry ditch in the southwest. When you encounter a fork in the road with withered cypress trees, turn left and do not step on the open path."

Halfway there, you'll see three upright black stones, with old knots buried at their base—marks of the sentries guarding the outer perimeter of the campfire.

He stuffed the animal hide into Chenhe's hand and handed a warning stone talisman to Lan Gu.

"When you see someone, first announce, 'Black rain has passed over the ridge, and the old fire has not yet been extinguished.' If the other party responds with 'Desolate bones bury the lamp,' then they are one of your own."

If you can't connect, quit immediately.

Shen He held the animal hide, his palms sweaty.

"And then what?"

"Bring it back."

'

Huang Chen's gaze pressed down on him.

"Don't talk too much, don't ask random questions, and don't bring up the rest of the story."

"If you two get caught, eat the animal hide first, and crush the stone talisman."

Lan Gu gripped the stone talisman tightly and whispered, "Understood."

'

Just as the two were about to leave, a woman with disheveled hair suddenly staggered up from the pit and grabbed Lan Gu's sleeve.

"I'm going too!"

I'm going too! My son is still here—"

Before she could finish speaking, her body went limp.

It wasn't an act.

It was hunger, it was injury, it was the result of holding on all this way until finally collapsing completely.

Lan Gu hurriedly helped her up, while Chen He was also sweating profusely with anxiety. The pit became chaotic, and several children started crying.

Huang Chen squatted down, reached out and pressed on the back of the woman's neck, supporting her steadily.

What is your son's name?

'

"Ah...Ashi."

The woman's eyes were unfocused, but she still clung tightly to Huang Chen's sleeve.

"He said... he said someone helped him escape... a man surnamed Huang..."

Huang Chen paused for a moment.

Not from this batch.

Most of them were people who had been relocated and resettled, and the news had traveled around to other places.

He gently laid her down, then dissolved half a pill of the Replenishing Essence Pill in water and fed it to her.

"Live first."

"Only if we're alive will we have the chance to meet."

'

The woman's tears rolled down her cheeks immediately, and her lips trembled for a long time before finally ceasing to flutter.

Shenhe and Lan Gu exchanged a glance, not daring to delay, grabbed their things and climbed out of the bone pit, then crept southwest along the shadows of the wild grass.

They hadn't been gone long when Huang Chen suddenly felt a twitch in his ear.

High in the distance, the sharp cries of birds cutting through the wind could be heard.

Not just one, but a whole team.

He got up and strode to the edge of the pit. Under the cover of night, he looked toward the City of Ten Thousand Demons. He saw several golden streaks of light rising from the city walls, drawing arcs in the night sky.

The one at the very front was particularly glaring, like two red-hot golden beads hanging from the eyes, making one's skin tighten even from a great distance.

Golden-eyed Demon General.

This thing actually came out on its own.

On the higher city wall, a pale blue cloud lingered for a long time.

In the center of the clouds, one could vaguely see a figure sitting cross-legged, with sleeves fluttering in the wind. Several mirror-like magical artifacts hung in front of him, pushing outwards in concentric circles to create ripples.

The ripples were silent, yet they felt like fingers scraping against the periosteum, causing even the remnants of the Prison-Suppressing Stele in Huang Chen's sea of ​​consciousness to tremble slightly.

Master Xuan Yao.

Huang Chen's expression darkened slightly. He immediately activated the Extinguishing Breath Concealing Meridian Technique and pressed the Human Dao Concealing Breath Veil to its deepest point, along with the incomplete energy of the Prison Suppressing Stele, into his flesh and bone marrow.

Seeing the change in his expression, the people in the pit also became nervous.

"My benefactor?"

'

"Don't look up at the city."

Huang Chen lowered his voice even further.

"Lie down, hold your breath, and don't make a sound."

Almost immediately, everyone ducked into the pile of bone meal and scraps of skin.

Some people gasped for breath as the bone spurs pierced their skin, but they gritted their teeth and dared not cry out.

The night wind suddenly picked up.

The subtle fluctuations emanating from high above swept across the desolate hills like a tide. The karmic fire barrier in the bone pit flickered slightly, and the fire patterns on Huang Chen's palms lit up and then went out, forcefully suppressing the wisp of energy that was about to leak out.

A few breaths later, the probing sensation slowly faded away.

Huang Chen's back was already soaked with cold sweat.

If it weren't for the protection of the Karmic Fire Red Lotus, the concealment of the pulse by the Human Way Veil, and the suppression of the pulse by the Ash Breath Concealing Technique, relying solely on ordinary breath concealment, I might not have been able to escape this time.

The pit was eerily quiet.

After a long pause, the old man finally asked, his lips trembling, "Was it... that the Venerable One made a move?"

"Um.

'

"Then we..."

"He's not dead yet."

Huang Chen wiped away the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, his tone hard.

"Stop saying unlucky things."

At that moment, a girl who had been huddled in the corner suddenly spoke up.

Her face still bore the lingering stains of the sacrificial offerings, and her voice was soft and trembling, yet she possessed a clarity beyond that of others.

"Below the high platform... I heard those sacrificial demons talk about something."

'

Huang Chen turned to look at her.

"explain.

'

The girl swallowed hard, as if forcing herself to organize her thoughts.

"They say that the outer ring of the Chiwu ancient city ruins has begun to reappear."

Before dusk tomorrow, the first tidal bore will open. Whoever goes in first will be able to touch the innermost ancient fire vein.

If we're late, and all the other major powers arrive, we might not even be able to squeeze into the outer circle.

Huang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.

The ruins of the ancient city of Chiwu.

He had been keeping an eye on this line all along. From the Cooking Spirit Workshop's ledgers, the Demon Master's secret letters, the Demon Clan's marching map, to the traces of troop movements in the Blood Banquet roster, everything was converging on that line.

He had originally estimated that there would be at least one or two days of buffer time.

In retrospect, the timeline was disrupted ahead of schedule by the Blood Feast.

The girl continued talking, her voice growing increasingly urgent.

"I also heard the words 'Golden Crow's Remnant Spirit,' 'The Pool of First Fire,' and 'The Eye of the Remnant Array.'"

The sacrificial demon said, "If you don't arrive by tomorrow night, you won't even get a sip of soup; you'll just be filling someone else's hole."

The people in the pit looked at each other, many of them completely unable to understand these struggles for opportunities, but Huang Chen did.

And they understand it clearly enough.

If he were to return to the source of the flame, reorganize the city, and then take a detour to the ancient city of Chiwu, it would be too late.

But they couldn't just leave this group of people lying around in the wilderness. After the Nine-Sound Lock City was activated, the pursuers from the Ten Thousand Demon City would be sent out, and leaving these people behind would be like sending them to their doom.

Huang Chen remained silent for a few moments.

The wind blew through the bone pit, causing the firelight to flicker and reflect the bloodstains and coldness on his face.

No one dared to urge them on from inside the pit.

After a while, Huang Chen suddenly raised his hand, took out the sound transmission jade slip, and then took out the great sect totem communication jade talisman, and poured spiritual power into it one after the other.

The two messages, one clear and one obscure, disappeared in different directions; one followed the dark veins of the earth, while the other skimmed along the wind-swept ridges of the desolate mountains.

After sending the message, he took out an old map and laid it flat on the bone rock.

The map was marked with the outer sentry posts of the Fire and Fire, the old escaped slave hideouts of the Gonggong Department, the outer camp support line of Li Chenshuo, as well as the desolate ditches, blood channels, bone caves, and wind gaps that he had recently become familiar with.

Huang Chen tapped his fingertip across several locations on the map, finally stopping at an intersecting abandoned mine fracture zone.

This place is about 20 miles from the bone pit.

The terrain is low-lying and can be used to hide people.

To the north, it connects to the old route of escaped slaves from Xinhe's side; to the south, it connects to the communication line left by Li Chenshuo.

Further west lies a chaotic rocky forest, perfect for luring pursuers in circles.

He rolled up the drawing, his mind made up.

About an incense stick's time later, three long and two short stone-throwing sounds suddenly came from outside the bone pit.

Huang Chen raised his eyelids, and the Asura Blood Blade was already half an inch out of its sheath.

"who.

'

A hoarse female voice came from outside.

"Black rain passes over the ridge."

'

Huang Chen didn't move.

A moment later, the voice continued with the second half of the sentence.

"The old flame has not been extinguished."

The old man in the pit suddenly looked up.

Huang Chen stared at the shadows outside the pit and slowly replied.

"Boneless people are buried under lamps."

'

The next instant, the weeds parted.

Xin He crawled in first.

She was still wearing that old black robe that she wore tightly, her shoulders and back were thin, and the faint white old scar from her left cheek to behind her ear flashed in the firelight. The first thing she did when she entered the pit was to look at Huang Chen, and then she quickly glanced at the wounded people in the pit, and her brows immediately furrowed.

"The people you brought out this time are in even worse shape than last time."

Huang Chen snorted.

"Being able to breathe is already a bonus."

Three more people followed Xin He in.

The man in the lead wore a worn-out iron scale cloak and had a domino hanging from his waist, which was commonly used by Li Chenshuo in the outer camp. As soon as he entered, he clasped his hands in a fist salute to Huang Chen, his movements swift and efficient.

"General Li's men."

'

"The three outposts on the outer perimeter have all received the message, and the roads have already been cleared. If we delay any longer, the patrols from the north may close in."

'

Huang Chen nodded, without exchanging any further pleasantries with him.

It's all the same old approach, no need for further explanation.

Xin He squatted down and examined the most seriously injured people one by one, her technique as practiced as if she had done it a thousand times. As she unwrapped the bandages, she cursed under her breath: "These beasts from the City of Ten Thousand Demons, they even used the life-locking powder to cut off the life force before sacrificing people, so that the sacrifices wouldn't cry out. They really know how to calculate."

'

The middle-aged contact's face darkened after hearing this.

"Brother Huang, General Li asked me to deliver a message: the main city will change drastically after tonight."

If you manage to escape, it's best not to head south. The demon army's battle flags are already being raised there.

'

Huang Chen asked, "Can Xin He handle this group of people?"

Xin He raised her head, her eyes filled with anger.

"Even if you can't eat it, you have to eat it. There are still two empty hiding places in the old mine crevice. We'll stuff them in first, and then send them out in batches when it gets dark tomorrow."

Don't try to test me with those kinds of words.

Huang Chen's lips twitched slightly.

"OK."

As he spoke, he tossed her a cloth bag containing fragments of Qi-replenishing pills and hemostatic powder, then took out two concealment talismans, a warning stone talisman, and half a bag of dry rations, distributing them to the three messengers.

"Carry the seriously injured first, and those who can walk should be placed in the middle. Walk along the abandoned mine shaft, and do not cross the ridge."

If you hear three bone whistles along the way, immediately lie down and don't move; that means the demon soldiers have released their spirit-sniffing beasts.

Xin He took the cloth bag and suddenly stared at him.

"And you?"

Huang Chen did not answer immediately.

Far outside the pit, the faint sound of armor plates clattering could be heard carried on the wind, along with the low growls of canine monsters.

The pursuers were faster than expected; clearly, someone had already spread out a net along the direction of the culvert's exit.

The person who was supposed to be Li Chenshuo's accomplice also realized what was happening and frowned, saying, "Aren't you coming with us?"

'

Huang Chen heated the map over a fire, burning off the excess edges and leaving only the most crucial rift route, and then tossed it to Xin He.

"I'm turning northeast."

'

Xin He paused.

"Are you crazy?"

That's like running right into the faces of the pursuers from Ten Thousand Demon City.

"We're going to crash into it."

'

Huang Chen stood up and stretched his stiff shoulders and back. His joints cracked, and a sharp pain shot through his ribs and the damaged parts of his body.

His expression remained unchanged; he simply covered his face with the gray bone mask and fastened the black wind cap around one shoulder.

"With so many people leaving together, the traces are too obvious."

The Golden-Eyed Demon General is personally leading the team, and the Mysterious Radiance Master is still conducting divination on the city wall. If I don't show myself, no one will escape unscathed tonight.

'

Xin He suddenly stood up.

"Huang Chen".

'

Her voice was filled with suppressed anger.

You are not at your peak right now.

Don't be a show-off.

Huang Chen lowered his head to adjust the Soul-Binding Lock on his wrist, his tone flat.

"I don't intend to fight head-on."

"Lure them off course, drag them along for a while, enough for you to get into the rift zone."

'

Xin He stared at him, remaining silent for a long time.

She knew all too well that once someone got to this point, there was no point in stopping them.

Besides, with pursuers closing in from outside, there was simply no time to engage in a prolonged struggle.

The middle-aged contact took a breath, then suddenly clasped his hands in a fist salute, his voice low and deep.

"I'll take over this batch on behalf of General Li."

"If one of you is missing, come back and chop me up."

'

Huang Chen glanced at him and nodded.

Xin He, however, still hadn't moved.

She took a small piece of black bone whistle from her bosom and threw it over.

"If the northernmost point of the old mining area is truly blocked, then this is something to brag about."

Three short and one long. There's another water crack over there that's half collapsed, but it can be opened.

'

Huang Chen caught the bone whistle and casually put it into his sleeve.

"I've written it down."

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The rescued humans in the pit now understood what had happened. The woman with disheveled hair struggled to her feet, trying to say something, but her lips trembled several times before she finally kowtowed heavily to Huang Chen.

This kneeling led to others kneeling down one after another.

Bone powder fluttered up.

No one uttered any grand pronouncements, nor did anyone cry and tug at his clothes. They simply slammed their foreheads into the cold, hard ground, the dull thuds more piercing than weeping in the night.

Huang Chen watched, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"stand up.

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His voice lowered.

"Let's all live and leave."

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Xin He took a deep breath, turned around, and began to divide the people. The three backups also acted quickly; one carried the seriously injured person on his back, while the other two supported him on either side, dividing the people into two groups, one in front and one behind.

Huang Chen reduced the light of the Karmic Fire Red Lotus to a thin layer, just enough for them to get out of the pit and not be blown over by the night wind.

Just before they set off, Lan Gu and Chen He returned.

The two were covered in mud and grass, but their faces showed a newfound vitality. Lan Gu nodded to Huang Chen first, then pointed towards Xin He.

"The sentry has been repositioned, and the escape route is open."

Chen He, panting heavily, added, "There are still two people guarding the southwest gully, to take us to the next section."

'

Xin He nodded and immediately added the two to the team.

Huang Chen watched as they emerged from the bone pit in waves, disappearing into the desolate ridge and ravine under the cover of night.

There weren't many people, but the noise was kept extremely low, like a string of shadows swallowed by the night.

Once the last injured person left, the crater was almost empty.

The wind is even clearer.

The distant whistles of the demon soldiers grew closer.

Huang Chen stood at the edge of the pit and raised his hand to dispel the remaining flames. The night chill immediately poured in again, causing the hem of his robe to flutter loudly.

The warmth in the bone pit quickly dissipated, leaving only the cold smell of rotting earth, blood, and old bones mixed together.

Xinhe was the last to leave.

She climbed over the edge of the pit, then suddenly looked back.

"Don't die too late."

'

Huang Chen twitched the corner of his mouth.

"roll.

'

Xin He cursed and plunged into the weeds.

Huang Chen waited for more than ten breaths to confirm that their auras had spread along the crack before slowly turning around and looking towards the northeast.

The night sky there is even brighter.

Several streaks of demonic fire cast undulating shadows on the mountain ridge, and one could vaguely see spirit-sniffing beasts bowing their heads and digging into the mud to find their scent.

In mid-air, the Golden-Eyed Demon General's pair of dazzling golden eyes appeared and disappeared, like two ominous lamps hanging in the night sky.

Huang Chen licked his dry, cracked lips, slapped a low-level causal mist talisman into his palm, and then prepared the Demon Blood Compass, Warning Stone Talisman, Ten Thousand Fiends City-Piercing Talisman, and Black Tide Avatar in turn.

He did not take the original route.

Instead, he first lifted his foot, deliberately crushing half a circle around the edge of the bone pit, leaving several fresh drag marks. Then he tore open his sleeve and smeared a few streaks of blood, imbued with his life essence, on the broken bones.

After doing all that, he threw an empty medicine bottle into the rubble on the north side, making a series of clanging sounds that carried far away.

Immediately, demon soldiers shouted in the distance.

"there!"

"Your blood and qi are still hot!"

Chase!"

Upon hearing that voice, Huang Chen's expression beneath the gray-bone mask hardened with coldness.

The next moment, he leaped out of the bone pit, a black wind billowing out half a shadow, his whole body like a black arrow released from a bow, directly plunging into the depths of the northeastern ridge.

The night wind whistled past my ears.

The sound of bone whistles behind me suddenly intensified.

They had only been gone for a dozen breaths when the bone whistles behind them exploded in a cacophony of sharp, piercing sounds. Even the night crows roosting in the desolate hills were startled and scattered wildly, crashing through clumps of withered branches.

Huang Chen didn't turn around.

With his Mountain and River Boots, he stomped on three protruding rocks, the stone beneath his feet cracking and splitting. Using the recoil, he propelled himself forward several meters. A black wind enveloped his figure, carrying him into the depths of the northeastern broken ridge, disappearing into the darkness.

Demon soldiers roared from behind.

"That human in front!"

Stop!

Stop your ancestors.

'

Huang Chen cursed inwardly, then flicked his wrist, pressing the Demon Blood Compass further into his sleeve. The compass needles trembled wildly, clearly indicating that the surrounding demonic energy was already as dense as a tide.

This is not a small group of search soldiers.

This is when the city truly takes hold.

He rushed across a jagged, black rocky slope, then suddenly ducked down, sliding along a crevice and disappearing between two weathered giant rocks. The rock's interior was hollow, and a cold, foul wind howled through it, carrying the stench of mud, animal dung, and the sweet, rotten smell of decaying blood.

The warning stone talisman was gently burned in the palm of the hand.

coming.

Huang Chen didn't stop and continued forward.

He deliberately made his blood pressure appear and disappear intermittently, leaving a segment and then breaking it off, like someone who was seriously injured and struggling to escape.

For the pursuers, this flavor is the most enticing, and it's like prey that they can bite into.

A moment later, two dim red lights appeared at the end of the desolate ravine ahead.

It's not fire.

It is an eye.

Two Blood Feast Spirit Beasts lay on the slope, their nostrils turned outwards, and wet, fleshy whiskers dangling from beneath their lips. Their limbs were short and thick, yet they were astonishingly strong. Iron-ringed bone saddles were fitted on their backs, and bone bells hung from the sides of the saddles, jingling as they ran, like the sustenance of the dead.

The one on the left lowered its head and sniffed, then immediately nuzzled towards Huang Chen.

"Over here!"

'

A loud shout came from behind.

Immediately, rubble tumbled and more than ten demonic figures rushed down the slope.

The leader of the demons was clad in crimson scale armor, nearly ten feet tall, with three old claw scars running horizontally from his right cheek to his neck. His mouth split upwards, revealing sharp, white, canine-like teeth. His hands were large and thick, but his fingers were long and slender, and his claws gleamed with a dark red metallic sheen.

Huang Chen glanced at it.

Red Claw Demon School.

The new guy.

He had never seen him before.

This demon officer had two short flags stuck on his shoulder and back, one with the black markings of the Ten Thousand Demon City patrol and the other with the blood markings of the City Lord's Mansion. He was obviously temporarily assigned to command the enemy at the rear. His aura was half a step weaker than that of an ordinary demon general, but much fiercer than the patrolling demon soldiers. His whole body exuded a ruthless aura that had been rolled in mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.

The Crimson Claw Demon School also saw him and grinned maliciously.

"They run pretty fast."

'

"Dare to make a move in the aftermath of the blood banquet, and even dare to flee outside the city, human, your bones are tougher than your life."

Huang Chen stood at the other end of the narrow ditch, catching his breath, and a cold laugh came from beneath his gray-bone mask.

"You talk as much as a watchdog."

Red Claw Demon School's face twitched, and a fierce glint immediately flashed in his eyes.

He raised his hand and waved.

"Surround them and kill them!"

'

The demon soldiers patrolling both sides dispersed, while the demon guards of the city lord's mansion lowered their bodies and flanked from the high slope. The two Blood Feast Spirit Beasts were even faster, pouncing almost on the ground, their nostrils twitching as they locked onto the few strands of life-force blood energy that Huang Chen had deliberately released.

Huang Chen did not back down.

He pressed the storage artifact with his backhand, his mind stirring slightly.

A pale blue light flashed across my eyes.

[Host: Huang Chen]

[Realm Level: Early Celestial Immortal]

[Battle Body: Superior Witch Clan Battle Body (Incomplete)]

[Magic Treasures: Karmic Fire Red Lotus, Wind-Stabilizing Pearl, Mountain and River Treading Boots, Humanity-Suppressing Prison Stele]

[Quest: Main Quest [Stepping into the Core of the Primordial World] Phase Two in Progress]

The panel flashed by in an instant.

Huang Chen spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, his five fingers slightly spread, and his knuckles cracked softly.

enough.

It can kill, it can stall, it can escape.

This round wasn't about relentlessly cutting down all the pursuers; it was about leading them all astray.

The first spirit-smelling beast had already rushed within three zhang, its hind legs exerting force, its entire body like a black, fleshy cannonball covered in blood, crashing head-on.

Huang Chen twisted his foot.

The boots stomped heavily on the mountains and rivers.

boom!

He stomped through the wind cave in the desolate ridge beneath his feet, and the chaotic wind that had been sealed in the stone layer burst out from the crack like an angry beast that had been holding back for countless years, carrying sand, gravel, broken bones and black ash straight into the air.

The pursuing troops' formation was thrown into disarray on the spot.

Huang Chen simultaneously unleashed the Wind-Stabilizing Pearl.

The pearly light shifted, not to calm the wind, but to reverse its force.

The chaotic wind that spewed from the ground was forcibly bent and swept across the gully, sending large swathes of rubble flying and crashing down. The three patrolling demon soldiers at the front were instantly beaten until their faces were covered in blood.

"Stay calm!"

"Red Claw Demon School roared angrily.

"The spirit-sniffing beast will bite him to death first!"

'

But as soon as he finished shouting, Huang Chen used the wind to propel himself up, his body twisting sharply in mid-air, and his blood-bone fist smashed directly onto the head of the first spirit-smelling beast.

Boom!

The spirit beast's spine bent, its head was smashed half an inch into its chest cavity, and a large amount of foul-smelling black blood gushed from its mouth.

Huang Chen didn't give it a chance to land, pressing down with the illusory image of the Prison Suppression Stele in his left hand.

The stele was not large, just a dark, square outline.

But the moment it landed, the surrounding earth seemed to be nailed down.

The Soul Flame of the Spirit Beast suddenly froze.

Huang Chen's right fist struck again.

boom!

The beast's head exploded, splattering blood and bone fragments all over the hillside.

[Ding! Slaying a wicked person has earned you karma points!]

】

The system notification sounded in my mind, cold and crisp.

Just as a patrolling demon soldier was about to hand over a spear, Huang Chen grabbed the shaft with his other hand and pulled it away.

The demon soldier staggered forward, but Huang Chen's knee smashed into his sternum with a crack, and then he thrust the spear into his jaw and out the back of his head.

【Ding!

Slay evildoers and gain karma points!

Another demon soldier pounced from the side, his blade grazing Huang Chen's shoulder armor and sending sparks flying.

Huang Chen seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. Without turning around, he casually slashed with his Xuan Tie Dao, first severing the wrist, then the throat.

The body rolled down the broken slope, sending pebbles flying everywhere.

"waste!"

Enraged, the Crimson Claw Demon School twisted its claws and broke through the chaotic wind.

This demon moved with extreme ruthlessness, completely disregarding the lives of the lesser demons around it. With a tearing motion of its two crimson claws, it ripped apart a swirling column of rubble, sending it hurtling towards Huang Chen along with large chunks of stone. The demonic markings on its claws were tinged with red, clearly indicating that it had cultivated some kind of bloodthirsty tearing technique.

Huang Chen didn't want to be bothered by him, so he turned around and left.

Seeing him retreat, the Crimson Claw Demon School grinned maliciously.

"run?"

Where can you run to?

'

Before the words were finished, a cold, bluish-white light suddenly descended from mid-air.

The light was small, like a thin piece of jade, slowly sinking under the cover of night.

The jade surface was covered with fine, intricate patterns. As it fell, the surrounding earth veins trembled slightly, as if something below had been caught by it.

Huang Chen looked up and his pupils immediately contracted.

Zhaoyin Jade Talisman.

It is not the complete entity.

It is the secondary seal.

Even though it was only a deputy seal, the aura emanating from it was so familiar that it sent chills down one's spine.

Master Xuan Yao.

This old man didn't come in person, but he reached out to the desolate mountains.

As soon as the jade talisman landed, the residual blood energy, karmic fire marks, and earth vein ripples caused by the Suppressing Prison Stele around Huang Chen were all gradually revealed by that bluish-white halo, like dark marks being turned upside down in the night.

Behind them, the city lord's guards shouted with delight.

"It's locked!"

"Master Xuanyao's Zhaoyin Seal has locked him up!"

'

The Red Claw Demon School laughed loudly, his voice echoing through the ravine.

"good!

Excellent!

"Humans, it's no use for you to burrow into the ground again!"

'

Huang Chen didn't stop walking, but his heart sank.

The most troublesome thing about this thing isn't its lethality.

It's about tracing the cause.

As long as the secondary seal continues, the nearby ley lines will remember the path for it.

Even if I temporarily shake off this team, there will be a second and a third team following the trail of the traces.

We need to cut it first.

Huang Chen suddenly turned into a narrower section of Black Stone Gorge.

Here, two walls stand opposite each other, the stone is dark in color, and the crevices are full of white marks worn by the wind.

The ground was covered with loose, crumbling rocks, each step producing a creaking sound. The wind in the gorge was even stranger, sometimes high, sometimes low, like someone crying close to your ear.

He deliberately slowed down, allowing the pursuers behind him to see his back while still having a chance to catch up.

The Crimson Claw Demon School took the bait and relentlessly pursued them.

"Push it in!"

"Don't let him escape the gorge!"

'

One of the two Blood Feast Spirit Beasts died, but the remaining one went even crazier, pawing the ground with its four legs and constantly spewing white steam from its nostrils as it relentlessly bit along the blood trail at the bottom of the canyon.

Huang Chen rushed over a section of collapsed stone beam, secretly grasping the Myriad Fiends City-Charging Talisman with his left hand, but did not use it immediately.

That talisman made too much noise.

It's not worth leaving it here.

Suddenly, three forks appeared in the gorge ahead.

There is an old animal trail on the left, and a broken wall on the right. The middle section is the narrowest, allowing only one person to squeeze through at an angle.

Without a second thought, Huang Chen charged straight into the middle.

The Crimson Claw Demon School also charged in, its claws gripping the stone wall, and it leaped like a gecko, faster than it could on the ground.

"You're quite the go-getter!"

"I'll tear you apart inch by inch!"

'

As the voice grew closer, Huang Chen suddenly stopped and turned around.

The Crimson Claw Demon School was overjoyed and brought down both of its claws.

The Humanitarian Prison Monument suddenly appeared.

It was not a complete suppression.

In a mere instant, the shadow of the monument loomed across the narrow crevice, crashing down like a black wall. The Crimson Claw Demon School's claws struck the monument's shadow first, the demonic markings on his arms cracking instantly. He let out a muffled groan and was forced back three steps by the impact.

More importantly, the secondary seal of the Zhaoyin Jade Talisman in mid-air was also slightly tilted by the heavy pressure of the earth veins.

Just this one side is enough.

Huang Chen unleashed a surge of Netherworld Fire from his sleeve, and the illusory flames of the Karmic Fire Red Lotus shot out from his arm, directly striking the causal line connecting the jade talisman and the earth's veins.

puff!

Like burning through a wet tendon.

The bluish-white halo suddenly trembled violently.

The Crimson Claw Demon School was filled with shock and anger, and raised his head to shout fiercely.

"talisman!

talisman!"

Two guards from the city lord's mansion rushed forward, intending to use their bone shields to block the fire for the seal.

Huang Chen stomped again, sending up shattered rocks that struck the two demons directly in the knees. The two demons staggered, and karmic fire seeped through the crack, instantly entangling the secondary seal pattern at the bottom of the jade talisman.

Master Xuanyao's aura suddenly plummeted in mid-air.

It was as if some kind of gaze was sweeping coldly over from a great distance.

Huang Chen felt a chill run down his spine, as if his soul had been pricked by a needle.

But instead, he laughed.

"Looking after your mom."

He gritted his teeth and urged the karmic fire to burn another half inch.

click!

A fine crack appeared on the surface of the Zhaoyin Jade Talisman Seal.

As soon as the crack appeared, the light from the source dimmed by half. The ley lines that had been illuminated around the area also became chaotic, like ink lines smeared by hand, broken and discontinuous, no longer as clear as before.

As soon as the crack appeared, the light from the source dimmed by half. The ley lines that had been illuminated around the area also became chaotic, like ink lines smeared by hand, broken and discontinuous, no longer as clear as before.

The patrolling demon soldiers behind them were immediately thrown into chaos.

The print is cracked!

'

"The vital energy has been cut off by half!"

"Don't let him burn it anymore!"

'

The Crimson Claw Demon School's eyes turned bloodshot, and it went completely mad. Despite the remaining pressure of the Prison Suppression Monument, it charged forward with all ten fingers spread wide, almost tearing the air in front of it into sparks.

Huang Chen simply didn't answer.

He turned and retreated, dragging the battle line further down the canyon.

They dragged things out and attacked them all the way.

As Black Stone Gorge deepened, the rock walls on both sides became increasingly unstable, with fine stone dust constantly falling from above. Huang Chen retreated while using the Wind-Stabilizing Pearl to disrupt the backdraft within the gorge, forcing the pursuers to lose their footing.

Taking advantage of the moment, he turned around and slashed twice, severing the neck of a patrolling demon soldier and kicking the corpse into the mouth of another spirit-sniffing beast.

The beast took a bite, only to find it was a dead body, and its movements slowed down a beat.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Huang Chen swung up a fragment of the rock-breaking hammer and smashed it hard into its eye socket.

A muffled thud.

Half of the beast's head had sunk in.

The spirit beast howled and crashed into the rock wall, causing the entire canyon to shake.

The debris rained down from above, and the pursuing troops scattered once again.

【Ding!

Slay evildoers and gain karma points!

When the system notification sounded for the third time, Huang Chen felt a sudden tightness in his chest.

The wounds from the previous battle were still there, and after the repeated flare-ups, the old tear under his ribs began to bleed again. Hot fluid flowed down his inner armor, sticky and uncomfortable.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth; his throat tasted rusty.

We can't delay any longer.

If we delay any longer, we'll collapse first.

Finally, a darker collapse zone was revealed at the bottom of the gorge.

The piled-up rocks looked like half of a mountain had been smashed down by someone's punch, blocking the entrance to the gorge and leaving only a narrow path that could allow two people to walk side by side.

Huang Chen's eyes darkened.

We've arrived at our destination.

When he rushed over, he deliberately paused for a moment in the middle of the collapse zone, as if he were taking a breath because he was exhausted.

Upon seeing this, the Crimson Claw Demon School roared and rushed in almost without hesitation, followed by the demon soldiers behind him who also poured in.

"Block him!"

'

"Whoever backs down, I'll skin them alive!"

As Huang Chen heard footsteps approaching from behind, he took out a Firestone Talisman with his left hand, while his right hand gripped the modified Vibration Pattern Activator on the outer ring of the altar.

He had previously noted the hollow echoes of Black Stone Gorge when he was exploring the earth's veins outside the City of Ten Thousand Demons. Underneath this landslide, there was probably an old wind tunnel.

Let's take a gamble.

He forcefully slammed the Pulse Fire Stone Talisman into the load-bearing crack on the right side, then stomped hard with his Mountain and River Treading Boots.

Boom—

First came a muffled thud.

It's like someone punched you inside a mountain.

Immediately afterwards, the entire collapse zone sank from the middle, and the cracks on the right wall were instantly covered with spiderweb-like white marks.

The wind tunnel was shaken open, and the pent-up airflow, carrying sand and gravel, burst forth, sending the two demon soldiers at the front flying.

Red Claw Demon School's expression finally changed.

"not good!"

Just as he was about to retreat, Huang Chen threw the last wisp of karmic fire onto the half-damaged Zhaoyin Seal above his head.

The fire wire was wrapped around it.

The crack reopened.

Click!

The jade talisman's secondary seal shattered into several pieces, with fragments of blue and white light scattering across the sky like a cold moon that had been forcibly broken.

At the same instant, the landslide completely exploded.

Huge rocks, black soil, and rocky ridges resembling broken beams crashed down, causing the entire Black Stone Gorge to tremble.

Screams, curses, and animal roars mingled together, muffled by the sound of the collapse.

Taking advantage of the first wave of air, Huang Chen tumbled forward and rolled out along the diagonal crack at the bottom that he had already spotted.

Several fist-sized pebbles hit his shoulders and back, causing him to feel dizzy and blood to well up in his throat.

He bit down hard, trying not to make a sound.

After rolling more than ten zhang (approximately 33 meters), the area in front of them finally opened up.

The darkest sky before dawn pressed down on the outside of the gorge, with only a layer of gray and white appearing in the east.

The wind carried a damp, cold, and earthy smell, mixed with dust kicked up by the landslide, making my lungs feel dry and sore.

Huang Chen slowly stood up, using a sloping black rock as support, and glanced back.

The latter half of Black Stone Gorge was mostly buried, and the howls of demons still echoed within, though they were muffled by falling rocks and dust. Two or three fragments of the Jade Talisman had been blown out by the shockwave and were now embedded among the rocks, their surfaces shimmering with a strange, flickering light, like will-o'-the-wisps about to go out.

He walked over, bent down, and picked up the largest piece.

The fragments were cold.

The aura of the Venerable Xuanyao lingered on it, along with another, more ancient and colder Daoist flavor. It wasn't demonic energy, nor was it the style of the City of Ten Thousand Demons; rather, it resembled the mark of some immortal sect high above the clouds, its weight pressing down on one's soul even through the fragments.

Huang Chen narrowed his eyes and ran his fingertip across the crack.

There was a very faint emblem on it, like half of an unfolded ancient seal script feather wheel, which disappeared in an instant.

He put the fragments into the compartment next to the Cold Jade Soul Jar, his chest rising and falling slightly.

really.

There are others behind Master Xuanyao.

Moreover, they weren't just eyeing the mess of the bloodbath in Wan Yao City.

A few scattered bone whistles suddenly came from afar.

Not close.

But they're still searching.

Huang Chen looked down at his hands, which were covered in blood and mud, took out a low-level causal mist talisman, and pressed it directly to his forehead.

After doing all this, Huang Chen raised his hand and tightened the black wind cloak, slowly disappearing into the thin mist of the desolate ridge, which was about to brighten.

The wind blew by.

The lingering flame of karma in his palm flickered slightly.

After doing all this, Huang Chen raised his hand and tightened the black wind cloak, slowly disappearing into the thin mist of the desolate ridge, which was about to brighten.

The wind blew by.

The lingering flame of karma in his palm flickered slightly.

After doing all this, Huang Chen raised his hand and tightened the black wind cloak, slowly disappearing into the thin mist of the desolate ridge, which was about to brighten.

The wind blew by.

The lingering flame of karma in his palm flickered slightly.

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After doing all this, Huang Chen raised his hand and tightened the black wind cloak, slowly disappearing into the thin mist of the desolate ridge, which was about to brighten.

The wind blew by.

The lingering flame of karma in his palm flickered slightly.