Tang Dynasty Demon Suppression Division

At the same time, the Taixu and Wanxiang teams were still exploring the palace, but they had little to show for it.

Suddenly, Wen Ruoxu noticed a mural. He stopped and examined it carefully.

"Senior Sister Leng, come and take a look." He pointed to a pattern on the mural, "There are subtle energy fluctuations here."

Leng Ningshuang stepped forward and used her spiritual sense to probe, and indeed it was different from other places.

"It should be a hidden entrance," Leng Ning Shuang judged.

Everyone's spirits lifted, and the two teams joined forces, cautiously exploring using the ancient methods of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams.

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Suddenly, the patterns on the mural began to glow, and then the entire mural rippled like water, starting to recede inward and forming an entrance.

"Let's go in and take a look, everyone be careful." Wen Ruoxu took the lead and stepped in first, followed by the others.

The passage was short, ending at a stone chamber containing a protective array that was slowly operating and emitting a soft light.

Inside the formation, several jade boxes and a few jade slips were neatly arranged.

"It looks like it's been preserved very well." Qian Junlin's eyes lit up.

However, having learned from Tian Ce's experience, no one dared to act rashly. Although this protective formation looked gentle, it must be extraordinary to have survived for thousands of years.

If you act rashly, it might trigger an even more severe restriction than before.

"First, observe the formation's structure and find a safe way to break it," Wen Ruoxu instructed in a deep voice.

The group surrounded the protective array, studying it closely, their eyes gleaming with eager anticipation. If they could safely obtain these treasures, the rewards of this trip would far exceed their expectations, and might even influence their final rankings.

While they were engrossed in studying the formation, no one noticed that the entrance to the stone chamber was slowly disappearing bit by bit.

……

Time flies in the ancient city, and more than three months have passed in the blink of an eye.

As conscription orders were issued one after another, most of the able-bodied men in the city, whether human cultivators or demon warriors, who had reached the late stage of the Savage Realm, donned their armor and set off for the front lines.

The once bustling streets gradually became deserted, shops closed, the hustle and bustle of the city disappeared, and the atmosphere became oppressive and gloomy, followed by a series of bad news.

"The three northern passes have fallen!"

"The Xuanming Sect elders have fallen in battle, and the sect has been completely slaughtered by the demon race!"

"I heard that the reinforcements sent by the city lord's mansion were completely wiped out!"

"Alas, the city is almost deserted, only orphans and widows are left..."

Every day, the city was filled with white banners, and cries of grief filled the air, permeating the city with sorrow and despair.

At first, Chu Yunhe and the others were frustrated because they couldn't find a way out. They often sighed and lamented over the empty streets. They even tried to forcefully attack the spatial barrier several times, but all their efforts were in vain.

But as time went on, this anxiety was dulled by the pervasive sadness in the city, and they slowly began to get used to this kind of life.

He even began to try to integrate into this era. Chu Yunhe consulted with Mu Weng about the swordsmanship and cultivation system of this place. He found that there were significant differences between it and the magic concepts of the Tang Dynasty, but there were also some merits. So he began to humbly learn from it.

Shen Lian became interested in the defensive formations and military formations in the city. He often climbed the city wall alone to observe the city's defenses and ponder them silently.

Yu Ling'er was lively and active, and found it hard to bear such dull days, so she pestered Rong'er to teach her the ancient language.

Only Ji Fanghua always sat silently in that void, quietly comprehending. In just over three months, her understanding of space advanced by leaps and bounds, and even her realm improved accordingly, easily breaking through the realm of questioning the mind.

Of the five, Li Yuan appeared the calmest, but in reality, he was caught in a different predicament.

Since stepping into this ancient city, the bronze palace in his mind has fallen completely silent. No matter how he tried to communicate with it, he could not get the slightest response.

This made him very uneasy. The Bronze Palace had always been his greatest asset, and it was also suspected of having intricate connections with the Demon God.

He even fantasized about whether he could use the power of the bronze palace to return to the 21st century.

Fortunately, after absorbing the Fire Crystal, the Nameless Blade was no longer cold and lifeless, but emitted a faint warmth, and the spiritual energy on the blade became more concentrated.

Li Yuan could even vaguely sense that inside the knife, a dormant consciousness was slowly reviving. Although it was still very blurry, it was definitely there.

This ancient sword seems to be slowly repairing itself.

Time slips away unnoticed; spring comes and autumn goes. The leaves of the trees in the ancient city turn yellow and green again, and another half a year has passed.

The battle reports from the city went from initial setbacks to later routs, and eventually, even the battle reports almost stopped, and all news disappeared completely.

No one knows when it started, but all the guards of the city lord's mansion have disappeared, and the entire Lock Dragon City seems to have been abandoned.

Li Yuan and his group of five became bystanders in this ancient city, watching everything unfold indifferently.

There seems to be an invisible barrier between them and the city, and between them and its residents, preventing them from truly integrating and causing them to become increasingly numb.

Gradually, the Divine Martial Academy, the Tang Dynasty, the Demon Suppression Bureau... these people and things that were once so familiar seemed to have become very distant, like things from a past life.

……

In the secret realm, with the combined strength of the Taixu Wanxiang teams, after countless trials, they finally managed to open the protective array without any major incidents and obtain the secret treasure.

Wen Ruoxu and Leng Shuangning did not argue over this and distributed the money equally according to the needs of their respective colleges.

Now it was the seventh day since they entered the secret realm, and it was time to return. Although they found the entrance sealed, they didn't panic. Once the time was up, the formation would automatically send them out of the secret realm.

Sure enough, when the bell rang, a white light flashed, and they all appeared on the back mountain of the Divine Martial Academy.

"Look! They're back!"

"It is the vast emptiness, and also the myriad phenomena!"

"Where's Shenwu? Why hasn't the Shenwu squad returned?"

As more and more people flocked over, Leng Ningshuang and the others looked at each other in disbelief. Only now did they realize that the Divine Martial Squad had completely disappeared in the Little Mysterious Heaven Secret Realm.

Liu Hongyan jumped to her feet, her face deathly pale. "We can't wait any longer! I'm going into the secret realm immediately!"

These past few days, she had been restless. She had originally thought that once the time was up, the formation would teleport them back, but now she realized how wrong she had been.

Even the usually composed Dean Su looked grave. He waved his hand weakly, "Go! Faculty and staff, begin the search immediately, leave no inch unchecked!"

Beside him, the golden-robed elder of the Demon Suppression Division, who was in charge of overseeing the operation, also stood up: "Dean Su, we'll all go in together!"

You should know that Chu Yunhe, the son of Deputy Commander Chu, is also missing. If they can't find him, how will they explain it?

"Then I'll have to trouble you all."

Dean Su bowed solemnly. Since the start of the four major leagues, there has never been such a major accident. If these human prodigies were to have problems, he, as the dean, would naturally be held responsible.

"Go!" Liu Hongyan said sharply, "They can't be harmed!"

The teachers and professors from various colleges followed suit. Mr. Mo took a sip of his drink and silently stood up as well.

With a wave of his hand, the golden-robed elder led the Demon Suppression Division members into the teleportation array without hesitation.