Nine Doubts Peak

"Ding, we've arrived at the sixth floor."

The iron gate slowly opened, but a pungent, irritating smell wafted out. The two brothers instinctively covered their mouths and noses, and Chao Lan took out her handkerchief to use as a mask, barely managing to cover the smell.

He then took out a blue handkerchief and handed it to Zhu Xun. Zhu Xun couldn't find it in his own sleeve and didn't want to accept Chao Lan's kindness. Chao Lan seemed to realize this and simply explained, "This handkerchief was placed here by my master."

Zhu Xun stared at the handkerchief for a while, carefully examining the orange branch at the end of the handkerchief before putting it on with peace of mind.

"What a terrible temper," Chaolan thought to herself.

As they stepped out of the elevator, a few dim incandescent lights flickered and dimly lit up the dark corridor ahead, as if by charity. The lights were dim and flickering, as if they had been neglected for years. The eerie green light on the walls guided them in the only direction.

"Click!" The elevator doors behind them slowly closed, shutting out the only remaining light and locking them completely in this endless corridor.

Chao Lan tried to imitate the cat by pressing the two buttons at the elevator entrance, but the elevator door did not open, and the red characters above it were changing.

Zhu Xun stared intently into the darkness, then turned to remind Chao Lan, "It's already gone down."

Will it come up again?

Zhu Xun glanced quickly at the number 1 that remained unchanged at the elevator entrance and frankly said, "I don't know either."

The green light of the corridor meandered out of sight, like a monster with its gaping maw patiently inviting them into its heart.

Chao Lan wasn't sure if she was speaking to herself or to Zhu Xun, but she said, "It will all be over once we find our master."

The sound of two pairs of shoes clattering on the floor echoed throughout the corridor.

What exactly did You Youju go through to make this the most terrifying period of his life?

Finally, ahead, a large window let in bright natural light. The two brothers rushed forward to look. The room contained only a bed, some boxes, and pipes, and was almost entirely blue and white.

A person wearing a hat had their head turned to the side, as if asleep. Around the floor were clumps of black things; upon closer inspection, they realized they were stray hairs.

Drip, drip, there's the sound of water droplets.

Zhu Xun gripped the doorknob and twisted it hard. The doorknob clicked loudly but didn't budge. The sound of metal scraping against metal was grating, echoing his anger.

So Zhu Xun squatted down and carefully observed the smooth structure of the entire door handle.

Did I do something wrong?

A loud coughing and vomiting sound came from inside the room, as if someone had been caught in the crossfire. Chao Lan called out anxiously, "Zhu Xun, stop pulling!"

Zhu Xun then stood by the window, only able to see the man's profile. He was clutching a basin and vomiting incessantly, and a thread seemed to be connected to his wrist. As he vomited violently, the transparent thread also swayed.

They couldn't get through the only door, and they couldn't force their way through; the two were extremely anxious.

You Youju fell asleep again, and the transparent bag dripping with water kept changing color, but he never got up.

The curtains inside were blown open, and through that window, a tall tree was sprouting, flourishing, withering, and falling at an extremely rapid pace.

You Youju opened her eyes and vomited violently again, almost vomiting up her heart, liver, spleen and lungs.

He took off his hat and walked to the window; there was nothing above him. His face was extremely tired and haggard, pale and sunken.

Skin and bones; that's a fitting description.

The two stared blankly at everything, watching this person stand by the window as the tree withered and flourished once again.

"Uncle..." Zhu Xun called out subconsciously. This uncle was like the feather that had once frightened him, which could be blown away by the wind at any moment.

Chao Lan ran frantically toward the elevator, pressing the down button repeatedly, but the elevator didn't move.

What are you going to do?

Chao Lan kicked the iron gate hard in frustration: "We have to think of something!"

Zhu Xun was slightly surprised. He beckoned to him, "Come with me."

Returning to the window, Zhu Xun placed his hand on the glass, and the building swayed slightly for a moment.

“If I put my hand on this, the building will sense it. After all, this is my uncle's world. How did you pull me out back then?”

“I took Master away, so you can’t see him anymore, and your mind will naturally have a flaw.”

"Put it up here," Zhu Xun said.

Without hesitation, Chaolan placed her palm on the glass.

Suddenly, the building shook slightly, even You Youju inside felt it. He looked around but didn't run away or look for cover. The two brothers heard him mutter, "An earthquake?"

Chao Lan suddenly realized: "You want to awaken the Purple Emperor Sword."

Zhu Xun nodded: "Since we were able to sense that the Purple Emperor Sword had found Uncle from the beginning, it means that the Purple Emperor Sword was not trapped by the Eight Directions Compass. The Eight Directions Compass is a divine artifact of the Demon Clan, and it cannot subdue the Purple Emperor Sword."

Chao Lan nodded, she had been so caught up in the moment that she had almost forgotten about this.

The glass in front of them suddenly cracked and shattered in the next second. Zhu Xun pulled Chao Lan aside in time, and the two of them used their sleeves to shield themselves from the broken glass and avoid being cut.

You Youju heard the cracking sound and looked toward the source of the sound, but just like Zhu Xun before, she did not see the two people in front of her.

He walked up to the two of them and picked up a small box.

"What is this?" Chaolan asked.

Zhu Xun went around to take a look and found You Youju looking at the densely packed small characters inside with great interest. He reached out to touch it and found that his fingertip had been cut by the glass, and a small blood droplet landed squarely on the screen.

At this moment, You Youju gently touched the drop of blood with his index finger, and Zhu Xun was overjoyed: "He can touch it."

Chao Lan also picked up a piece of broken glass, pricked her fingertip, and dripped blood onto the same spot. The two bloodstains actually merged and floated in mid-air. The three of them were attracted by this bloodstain. In just an instant, the blood drop rushed towards You Youju's brow and remained there, becoming the red mark that the two of them knew.

You Youju was so frightened that she fainted immediately. Zhu Xun quickly caught her. The shaking of the building became enormous, the ceiling lights flickered rapidly, and everything was thrown from its original position, falling down and swaying from side to side.

Chao Lan hurriedly went to open the door, but it remained as solid as a rock. He had no choice but to look through the broken window and saw that the corridor was getting shorter and shorter, and the iron door was getting closer and closer, as if it were going to force them to their deaths.

He realized he couldn't get out of there, so he ran towards the window sill in the ward, hoping he could climb down from the big tree.

But no matter whether you open it or smash it, the glass remains unmoved and intact.

He knew things were going to get really bad, and quickly told Zhu Xun to hide under the bed. The wall plaster started to peel off in pieces, and the incandescent light bulbs were falling at them. Zhu Xun was unsteady on his feet, but he managed to put You Youju under the bed. Chao Lan didn't hesitate and held the bed down tightly to prevent it from sliding away.

"What are you doing?!" Zhu Xun asked.

"Take good care of Master, make sure he doesn't get hit by the falling rocks. This isn't real! Don't worry about me!"

Zhu Xun roared, "What kind of hero are you trying to be! Come in and help me hold on. It'll be over soon. Don't let Master wake up and punish me!"

Chao Lan laughed and said, "If you support from below and I support from above, wouldn't it be more stable? Don't let Master get hurt, or I won't be able to free up my hands again."

Zhu Xun hated this person for being stubborn, but what he said was indeed reasonable. He was protecting his master, and his hands and feet were always busy. He couldn't use his magic here either, so he was really stretched thin.

Meanwhile, at Chaoyun Mountain, outside the Eight Directions Compass.

The ten major immortal sects all gathered here, surrounding the compass so tightly that it was impossible to see through.

"Is everything you said true?" Cang Zhou Shui asked Zhao Hua, who was kneeling below the steps, standing among the sect leaders.

“Zhao Hua has nothing to hide. In order to obtain the Purple Emperor Sword, the Demon Lord joined forces with Xiao Baiyao to set up the Eight Directions Compass, luring Elder Guichen and Cen Chaolan into the trap.”

"Why should we believe you? After all, you did some dishonorable things before."

Zhao Hua spoke earnestly: "Elder Cang, I have no choice but to do this! They have been inside for three days. The Demon Realm must have already brought their troops after hearing the news. Why should I cut off my own path to survival at this time?"

And as you can see, Zhaohua was covered in wounds, all in an attempt to stop the Demon Lord from bringing the elders in! He was knocked off the boat by the Demon Lord and barely survived by grabbing onto the edge. Elder Guichen has been kind to me; I will certainly not harm him!

Then she removed the hat from the man in black robes beside her, revealing a short-haired girl! However, the girl had orange hair, lifeless eyes, and remained motionless like a wooden stake. "This is my sister. Zhao Hua has been working for the demons because my sister is in their hands. Now that my sister has been rescued, Zhao Hua will certainly not help the demonic path grow stronger! Please protect Chaoyun Mountain!"

She spoke earnestly, and more importantly, the three of them were indeed within the Eight Directions Compass. The most urgent task was to figure out how to rescue them.

Cangzhou Shui still had doubts.

Si Chuitang, succumbing to his soft heart, urged, "Senior brother, rescue Guichen and Chaolan as our master now."

Cang Zhoushui nodded: "Tell me how to activate this Eight Directions Compass!"

Zhao Hua looked troubled: "Only Xiao Baiyao and the Demon Lord know the method to activate the Eight Directions Compass. Before entering, the Demon Lord executed Xiao Baiyao to prevent him from betraying the enemy. This... now only..."

Cang Zhoushui was extremely impatient, but still calmly said, "Speak freely."

Zhao Hua replied, "Only by having all the elders of the immortal sects work together to destroy this Eight Directions Compass can this move be destroyed. However, this move is extremely dangerous. Only those with strong minds can withstand it, otherwise those inside are very likely to suffer a backlash."

The crowd started chattering, some thinking the move was extremely risky, others believing they should take the risk, but in short, they had to rescue the God of War no matter what.

Chi Yu hesitated for a moment, then transmitted her voice, "Senior brother, why don't we wait a little longer? Maybe they'll come out soon. Besides, you know, Chao Lanxing, but Gui Chen..."

Cang Zhou Shui sneered, "Hmph, it's not a problem for Chao Yun Mountain to lose an elder, but it is a problem to lose a war god. Besides, someone who should have died long ago? His mind is not firm, it's because his cultivation is not good and his desires are too strong!"

Chi Yu lowered her eyes and did not argue further.

"Whoosh!"

Just as everyone was discussing, several arrows shot across the sky around Zhaohua. Zhaohua turned around and saw a ship from the Demon Realm hovering in the sky, with Yaoguang holding a bow and staring coldly at her.

"You audacious traitor, spreading rumors and inciting conflict between our two races! What are your intentions?!"

The disciples of each immortal sect immediately prepared their defenses, setting up formations in preparation for a battle against the ever-growing number of demonic ships.