Seeing the disciple's excited expression, Qin An was somewhat puzzled.

He then turned his attention back to his sword and went back to Tinglan Peak to continue practicing.

The time for training came quickly.

Qin An had already learned about the content of this training beforehand. The disciples were going to Hong'an Village, where many demonic villains had been spotted. Their mission was to eliminate some of these demonic villains.

It is said that among these demonic villains is a demon general with the cultivation level of Golden Core. Qin An thought that this was the reason why the inner disciple came to find him. With their strength, it would be difficult to eliminate a demon general with the cultivation level of Golden Core, so they needed his help.

The disciples rented a small spirit beast, and the group rode the spirit beast to Hong'an Village.

Upon arriving at Hong'an Village, they first inquired about the situation from the local villagers. Then, following the clues of the demonic scoundrels, they gradually located them. Of course, the result of being found was that they were eliminated by the disciples.

And so, the mission proceeded smoothly.

But for some reason, Qin An felt a sense of unease in his heart, his heart pounding wildly as if foreshadowing something bad about to happen.

That night, the disciples stayed overnight at a villager's home. Qin An also found a family to rest for the night.

With the moon high in the sky, Qin An tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

At that moment, Qin An heard a cry for help.

He quickly held his breath and focused his mind. The faint cry for help grew clearer and clearer, and Qin An immediately recognized it as the voice of the inner disciple who had asked him for help.

Qin An quickly rolled out of bed, then quietly pushed open the wooden door and rushed towards the direction of the cries for help.

Qin An ran as fast as he could, getting closer and closer to the place where the cries for help came from.

Just as Qin An was about to reach the location of the cries for help, the cries suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Qin An then looked around at his surroundings and saw that he had been taken far away from the village by the cries for help. He was now in a wilderness, and not far from there was a cliff.

Not a blade of grass grows here; the soil is blackish-red, exuding an ominous aura.

Qin An realized something was wrong and turned to leave.

Just then, an attack suddenly came from the side. Qin An rolled several times to dodge the attack, but the instant he dodged, he felt as if he had stepped into a barrier.

Before he could react, he heard a sinister laugh.

"Hahahaha, hahahahahaha! Qin An, Qin An, you've finally met your match!" As the laughter subsided, a figure slowly emerged from the darkness.

The man had a pair of gloomy, triangular eyes and wore a dark green robe. He stared at Qin An with hatred in his eyes. Who else could this man be but Cao Quan?

"I didn't expect you to still be haunting me!" Qin An knew perfectly well that he had fallen for Cao Quan's trap. "Your cultivation has been crippled, yet you still have the strength to jump around!"

"Don't mention cultivation!" Cao Quan's face twisted in pain. "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, how could my cultivation have been destroyed?!" Then, Cao Quan laughed eerily. "Hahahaha, don't laugh at me now. You should look at your own situation!"

Qin An then realized that he was not far from the cliff. He quickly took a few steps forward, but encountered a transparent barrier.

Qin An used all his strength and even his magic, but he couldn't break through the barrier in front of him.

Qin An was so anxious that sweat began to bead on his forehead.

"Don't waste your energy. No cultivator who enters this Abyss of Fallen Demons ever comes back alive!" Cao Quan laughed coldly. "In this way, my great revenge will be avenged. Hahahaha!"

After laughing, Cao Quan suddenly clapped his hands: "Come on, Qin An, let me introduce you to an acquaintance!"

Just then, a figure appeared from behind Cao Quan.

After seeing the person's face clearly, Qin An's eyes widened in disbelief: "It's you!"

Who else could it be but the inner disciple who had sought Qin An's help?

Qin An knew perfectly well what was going on. He had been tricked by Cao Quan and that inner disciple!

The inner disciple looked at Qin An's angry eyes and shrank back: "Uncle-Master, don't blame me for being unfair, it's just that Senior Brother Cao gave me too much! I, I was only thinking about my future, please don't blame me!" After saying that, he closed his eyes and puffed out his chest as if he had gone all out.

"Hahaha, Qin An, how does it feel? Being betrayed isn't pleasant, is it? After all, money can be a powerful motivator!" Cao Quan laughed sinisterly, his tone full of smugness.

"Cao Quan, when are you going to give me the reward you promised?" Just then, a lazy voice rang out. Immediately afterward, a ball of black demonic energy condensed into a figure and appeared beside Cao Quan.

The figure turned out to be a demon cultivator!

"You! You actually colluded with the demons!" Qin An pointed a trembling finger at Cao Quan.

"So what if it is?" Cao Quan said dismissively. "You're a dying man anyway, what can you do to me if you find out?"

Then, Cao Quan turned to the demon cultivator and said, "Thanks to you this time! If you hadn't paralyzed his five senses, he might not have fallen for it!"

"Reward." The demon cultivator uttered only two words coldly.

"Don't worry, I will definitely give you the reward you mentioned!" Cao Quan waved his hand impatiently.

"Qin An, enjoy the feeling of being corrupted by demonic energy! Once all your cultivation is worn away by the demonic energy, your death will be upon you!" Cao Quan chuckled, then waved to the inner disciple and the demon cultivator, "Let's go!"

The three of them then quickly disappeared from Qin An's sight.

Qin An slammed his fist into the ground, his heart filled with rage.

"Hmm! I smell demonic energy!" Just then, the sword spirit of the Bloodthirsty Sword suddenly spoke in Qin An's mind.

Then, the Bloodthirsty Sword suddenly flew out of Qin An's dantian and excitedly circled around the area a few times.

"Wow! So much demonic energy! This is amazing!" The spirit of the Bloodthirsty Sword kept exclaiming, as if this place were a blessed land.

"Bloodthirsty Sword, they all say this is the Abyss of Fallen Demons. Do you know what the Abyss of Fallen Demons is?" Qin An calmed himself down and then asked the spirit of the Bloodthirsty Sword.

"The Abyss of Fallen Demons!" The spirit of the Bloodthirsty Sword seemed very excited. "So this is it! No wonder!"