Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

Thinking of this, Duan Xingchen seemed to have thought of something: "Speaking of which, Senior Brother, how far are we from Blue Feather Heavenly Palace?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Wangjun looked up and glanced at the scene briefly before saying, "It's about another five or six hours of travel."

"That'll be soon, let's set off quickly."

Gu Wangjun nodded, then turned his back to Duan Xingchen.

If Yunping and the others were here, they would definitely be shocked by what happened next.

Duan Xingchen gently moved the coffin lid off Gu Wangjun's back, then leaped inside...

He then closed the coffin lid from the inside and gently tapped it twice to indicate to Prince Gu that he was ready.

Gu Wangjun used his spiritual energy to press the coffin artifact tightly against his back, then took a deep breath, gathered strength in his legs, and in the instant he was fully prepared, he galloped off like a wild horse.

That's right.

Because Duan Xingchen's walking speed was really not good, Gu Wangjun basically had to support her on the journey.

At first, Duan Xingchen wanted Gu Wangjun to carry her on his back, but Gu Wangjun insisted that men and women should be different and not be too intimate, and was also afraid of ruining Duan Xingchen's purity. So he simply let Duan Xingchen crawl into the coffin artifact, and then Gu Wangjun carried the coffin and ran wildly.

It is said that in the Kuntian Domain, the image of King Gu carrying a coffin and running wildly has led many people to imagine a whole host of strange stories.

It's like a loyal servant carrying his master's coffin, traveling thousands of miles to bring his master home for burial.

What husband refused to abandon his dead wife and carried her coffin all over the Kun Tian Domain?

There are also stories of elderly fathers carrying their sons' coffins and running frantically in search of an auspicious burial site.

There are countless strange rumors, and Gu Wangjun's name has inexplicably become famous in the Kuntian Domain, earning him the nickname "Bald Coffin-Carrying Hero".

As it turns out, even in times of war, these people were just bored and had nothing better to do.

but.

Just as Duan Xingchen was preparing to pass the time by cultivating, a strange sense of oppression swept over his entire body not long after.

Even Gu Wangjun's steps involuntarily stopped.

"Ninth Junior Sister, come out and see..."

Gu Wangjun's tone didn't sound like he had encountered an enemy; rather, it sounded like he had seen something incredible.

Duan Xingchen suppressed the pent-up emotions in his heart and quickly jumped out of the coffin, turning around to look.

A pen.

Suspended in the sky is an ink brush!

Moreover, Duan Xingchen could directly sense the presence of the Great Dao!

It is not the breath of the Great Dao, but the Great Dao itself descending!

It's as if the once lofty and supreme Dao suddenly descended upon the world, revealing its purest form to all!

Gu Wangjun took a deep breath and said, "That's the teacher's pen..."

"The teacher's?!"

Duan Xingchen was startled, and only then did he realize that the Great Dao was clearly the Dao of Literature!

Why is the teacher's pen here?!

And judging from that direction... it seems to be right in front of the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace!

Gu Wangjun narrowed his eyes: "Little Jiang... Yuan'er and the fourth brother's aura... are still there."

"The senior brothers and sisters are also..."

King Gu dared not delay: "Let's go there quickly."

Duan Xingchen nodded, skillfully climbed into the coffin, closed the coffin lid, and knocked twice.

Gu Wangjun immediately rushed forward at the fastest speed he could ever go. If they were fast enough, they might still be able to see Jiang Yuetian and the others in time!

Although I had a premonition, I wouldn't know the answer if I didn't ask.

At this moment, both Duan Xingchen and Gu Wangjun couldn't help but smile slightly.

The arrival of that pen conveyed a message to them.

Their teacher has returned.

Unfortunately, before they could even reach the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace, Jiang Yuetian and the others vanished, clearly having left the Kuntian Domain instantly through some special method.

That being said.

Gu Wangjun and Duan Xingchen were not flustered at all. They only needed to ask the people of Lanyu Heavenly Palace for details.

That's right.

Jiang Yuetian and the others won't suddenly reunite. The only person who can bring them back together is that man!

however.

The closer Duan Xingchen got to the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace, the more eerie he felt inside the coffin.

Just as Gu Wangjun was eager to rush to Lanyu Heavenly Palace to find out what was going on, Duan Xingchen inside the coffin suddenly stopped him, as if he had confirmed something unbelievable.

"Wait, Senior Brother..."

Gu Wangjun stopped abruptly, scratching his head in confusion.

Duan Xingchen, who was inside the coffin behind him, did not emerge. Gu Wangjun frowned and asked, "What's wrong, Junior Sister?"

"Even so... you might not believe it, Senior Brother."

Duan Xingchen, inside the coffin, took a deep breath, his face ashen.

She sensed it.

Compared to Gu Wangjun, who had not cultivated the Cleansing Demon Desolation Record, her senses were much sharper.

Therefore she was almost certain—

"The demonic energy inside the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace is... very strong."

"Even more so than when Senior Sister Yuan'er summoned the Demonic Sect..."

"It needs to be even heavier!!"

23. Impossible, who are you?

What demonic energy is emanating from within the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace?

If Duan Xingchen's words were heard by others, they would probably be hard to believe.

The Blue Feather Heavenly Palace has been practicing the techniques passed down from the era of the Human Emperor for generations. It has always been incompatible with evil sects and is a well-known orthodox sect in the three heavenly domains. If any demonic cave appears in the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace, it will be immediately eradicated by the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace.

However, Gu Wangjun had absolute trust in Duan Xingchen. He knew that his junior sister's cultivation technique, the Pure Demon Desolate Dust Record, was particularly sensitive to demonic energy, and it was impossible for her to make a wrong judgment.

"Where exactly is the demonic energy located?" Gu Wangjun asked in a deep voice.

Lying in the coffin, Duan Xingchen frowned, took a deep breath, and rapidly circulated the Cleansing Demon Desolate Dust Record within her body. Wisps of faint white light appeared around her. She closed her eyes tightly, let her mind wander, and then let her divine sense explore towards the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace not far away.

Half a minute later, Duan Xingchen opened his eyes and said, "There are traces of demonic energy in many places. The demonic energy inside the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace is very faint... but occasionally extremely strong demonic energy will emerge from the ground... I can't find the exact location, there are too many."

After pondering for a while, Gu Wangjun said, "Could it be underground?"

“It’s possible.” Duan Xingchen did not deny Gu Wangjun’s guess: “But if we want to find out the truth, we have to go to the interior of the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace.”

"it is good."

Gu Wangjun understood Duan Xingchen's meaning and immediately patted the coffin behind him.

The meaning is clear—he's going to move on.

Duan Xingchen also obediently hid inside the coffin, carefully feeling for the demonic energy that seemed to be emanating from nowhere.

Since there is demonic energy spreading, there must be a source. This heavy demonic energy, which is even more terrifying and oppressive than the original Demonic Sect, must have come from one or more terrifying demons from the ancient primordial era.

After all, the Demonic Sect was summoned by Yuan'er, who was the embodiment of the three drops of true blood from the Demon Slayer. That was basically the embodiment of the highest leader of the Demon Clan. Duan Xingchen couldn't have imagined a demon with even more concentrated demonic energy in such a short time.

Do not--

At a certain moment, Duan Xingchen's memories involuntarily drifted back to the past.

When the Holy Feather Sect was destroyed, the aura she could sense was somewhat similar to this.

The image of the sect leader grandfather doing his best to protect the Holy Feather Sect and fight to the death against that dark force is still vivid in my mind, and that Duan Xingchen is a knot in his heart that he has never been able to let go of.

Could it be this time...?

Duan Xingchen didn't dare to continue speculating, fearing that her guess was correct.

……

……

More than an hour later.

King Gu finally brought Duan Xingchen to the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace.

A large pool of blood could be clearly seen on the vast plain in front of the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace. Upon closer inspection, one could even see the residual aura of the Great Dao on the bloodstains.

It goes without saying that the large pool of blood must have been left by the cultivators of the Immortal Capital. The ink brush summoned the Dao of Literature itself, guarding the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace and completely dismantling the Immortal Capital's offensive.

Looking back, the place was empty and desolate, a deserted land.

"It seems the people from Blue Feather Heavenly Palace have already returned."

Gu Wangjun cast his gaze into the distance.

There, a deep blue palace stands.

What's strange is that they weren't in a frigid, icy place, but the palace was surrounded by a large number of transparent ice crystals. The ice crystals were connected into cones and radiated outwards, like a crystal flower that didn't want to be touched by outsiders.

The palace itself is quite eye-catching. Its main color, azure like the sky, perfectly matches the "blue" in Blue Feather Heavenly Palace. The walls on the outside of the palace are covered with unique snow-white patterns, which seem to contain a large number of complex spiritual characters.

But there is a problem—

The palace is too small.

This palace looks more like a council hall meticulously built by some sect.

It can accommodate no more than 100 people at most.