The Heavenly Court is gone, I don't want to be a True Lord.

"Kid, do you have any connections? Do you have anyone willing to save you? That woman is the young lady of the Pegasus Ranch in Yuncheng. If you can get her out of here, you'll be living the high life."

Zuo Qi was slightly taken aback, not expecting that the woman who had spoken to him earlier had such a background.

Thump~ Buzz~ Thump~ Buzz~!

Suddenly, the bell tolled throughout the entire hall, accompanied by a strange buzzing sound.

One by one, the figures in the hall rose woodenly, like walking corpses. Some of the bodies were already rotting, and as they walked, the remaining rotten flesh fell to the ground, accompanied by a stench and a sticky sound.

Black mist, carried by a cold wind from who-knows-where, seeped into the palace, emitting mournful howls.

The smell of incense grew stronger and stronger, so strong it became foul, like burning corpse oil.

The moonlight overhead was completely swallowed up by the thick fog, and the hall was plunged into darkness.

At the end of the darkness, a long black corridor appeared.

The long corridor was deep and secluded, with the doors on both sides tightly closed, and the row of doors resembled neatly arranged tombstones.

The zombies entered the wooden door one by one.

Zuo Qi was the last one, stepping into the last room with a blank expression.

Push the door open, go inside, and close the door.

boom--

The coffin lid was closed.

The world fell into utter silence.

The moment the door closed, all light was completely cut off.

The room had no windows, no bed, and no furnishings; only cold, blood-soaked blue bricks on all four sides, like a stone coffin buried alive.

Zuo Qi leaned against the door panel, breathing as softly as possible.

Outside, all was deathly still.

Even the sounds of the wind, insects, and mountain demons disappeared.

The entire demon's lair seemed to have sunk into an abyss, leaving only a viscous stillness that could drown a person.

Zuo Qi opened his third eye and tried to look out through the crack in the door, but he couldn't see anything.

Close your eyes, then slowly open them.

According to the Heavenly Eye's guidance, the "Source" in this demon's lair can inhabit all the "walking corpses." Theoretically speaking, everyone in the hall could be the Source, and also the Source's clothes.

Only the one who knocks on the door is the true source, which is why he had to enter the room with the group of pilgrims.

The real danger of the Demon Nest lies in the special rules imposed by the Source. The Source's combat power is not as strong as imagined.

Zuo Qi has already grasped the weakness of the "Source" in this demon's nest, as revealed by the Heavenly Eye Blessing.

He felt he should be able to handle it calmly.

I don't know how much time passed.

thump.

thump.

thump.

A soft, hollow, and rhythmic knocking sound slowly drifted from the deepest part of the corridor.

It's the sound of fingertips tapping on a wooden board.

One blow after another, striking everyone's nerves.

Zuo Qi's pupils suddenly contracted.

With each step the sound took forward, he could feel the chilling, demonic aura seeping from the crack in the door intensify.

A decaying substance that has lived for thousands of years, carrying the smell of incense and the stench of corpses.

The pilgrims began to tremble.

A subtle, suppressed tremor seeped through the door and into Zuo Qi's palm.

It made him, who wasn't particularly afraid before, inexplicably tense up.

After a long while, it seemed because no one opened the door.

The knocking entity began to move again.

This time, they knocked on Zuo Qi's door.

Boom!

It only knocked once.

Stopped abruptly.

Because the door was open.

A pale, slender hand with black fingernails hung in front of the door.

Zuo Qi opened his bloodshot eyes and looked up and down at the person knocking on the door. It was a figure shrouded in a black robe.

"What's up?"

He asked politely.

The figure in black robes paused for a moment.

The figure in black robes froze at the doorway, clearly not expecting anyone to open it.

Throughout the long years of the demon's lair, intruders either cowered in fear, screamed in despair, or remained numb and lifeless; no one dared to face it so calmly.

"Waaah..."

A cacophony of voices, seemingly mixed together, emanated from beneath the black robes. The voices sounded like those of men and women, old and young, sending chills down one's spine.

Zuo Qi's third eye between his brows blazed brightly, and his penetrating power tore through the black mist.

Beneath the black robe, there was no body at all, only countless, layered eyeballs crammed onto a mass of writhing white flesh, resembling a mountain demon, yet twisted to the extreme.

This is the true nature of the source of the demon's lair.

However, it does not seem to have fully recovered; of its many eyes, only one is open.

The source emitted a sharp shriek, the sound waves piercing straight to the soul.

In an instant, Zuo Qi felt his blood and qi stagnate, his cultivation level of the third stage was forcibly suppressed by more than half, and his limbs felt heavy as if filled with lead.

The surrounding scenery suddenly changed, the room collapsed, and he was back at the dock in the rainy night, surrounded and killed by countless members of the Green Robe Gang. Feng Yuan, Xu Dong, Qin Chen... all his enemies rushed at him!

"Just an illusion!"

Zuo Qi roared and bit his tongue hard.

Tianyan locked onto Yuan's open eye and thrust it forward with his halberd!

Yuan's figure flickered and merged into the darkness, appearing behind Zuo Qi in the next instant, with countless eyes simultaneously shooting out cold light.

Zuo Qi felt a chill run down his spine. He parried with his halberd, but was forced back several steps with a clang, his chest heaving with blood.

Suppression, illusion, teleportation, soul impact...

The source combat power that has not fully recovered is not strong, but the power it wields is too strange, making people more and more desperate as the battle progresses.

"The cold abyss serves as a palace, the mist as a banner, silently swallowing travelers through the long night. Do not seek protection from the hill gods, for this body is originally a coffin within a stone."

Yuan's voice echoed behind every door in the corridor, causing the pilgrims, who had been numb for centuries, to tremble in unison.

Tap tap tap…

Footsteps sounded one after another.

As the second eye on Yuan's face opened, a door opened.

What emerged was a living dead that had turned into skeletons, and it immediately attacked in the direction of Zuo Qi.

He's been dead for nearly a hundred years, yet he still possesses the combat strength of a third-level cultivator!

Zuo Qi swung his halberd and sent him flying. Seeing that Yuan's eyes were about to open one after another, he dared not delay any longer.

The energy source freely parasitizes these living dead, and his Heavenly Eye cannot distinguish it at present.

With a swift movement, he took out something he had prepared beforehand. It was a very old jade artifact, the very same ancient jade he had casually bought on the black market the first time, shaped like a jade ruyi.

【Millennial Fire Jade, an ancient jade imbued with the aura of Samadhi True Fire, can ignite the passion in one's heart】

This was Zuo Qi's true trump card. He even suspected that it was because he obtained this ancient jade that the nanny-level blessing of the Silent Demon Nest appeared.

Otherwise, even a micro-nest-level demon nest is not something I can destroy in my current state.

Yuan, accompanied by several undead, attacked. Zuo Qi suddenly raised the jade ruyi he had been holding, a strange flush flashed across his face, and he spat out a mouthful of hot blood.

The ancient jade exploded with a bang, and in an instant, golden and red flames covered the entire corridor!

Samadhi Fire is a powerful fire-based divine power in mythology. Even an ancient jade piece that has only been touched by a wisp of Samadhi Fire energy is not something that this small demon nest can withstand.

Whoops!

The golden-red flames suddenly surged forth, as if trying to burn everything away, instantly transforming into a raging sea of ​​blood.

Fortunately, the fire was ignited by Zuo Qi's heart blood, and the Samadhi spirit split it into two along his body.

Then a sea of ​​fire engulfed them.

The source that was parasitizing the black-robed man was completely trapped, unable to advance or retreat.

With a mournful wail, the black-robed man's body disintegrated inch by inch, turning into ashes.

[Silent Micro-Nest-Level Demon Nest, Heavenly Luck +1587, Daily Heavenly Luck +3]