"Fortunately, it is said that many demonic spirit herbs grow in the mountains and rivers of the demon realm."

This Demon Spirit Grass is a spiritual herb that falls between the third and fourth grades. If you consume it, it can restore the spiritual energy consumed in your body.

In particular, some powerful demonic cultivators have cultivated large quantities of demonic spirit grass.

This demonic herb can be used not only by demonic cultivators but also by us cultivators; it is a superior spiritual herb for cultivation.

If you come across it, pick it.

The Demon Spirit Grass is entirely black, and it has only three leaves, which are shaped like a hand; you can tell just by looking at them.

"The Bloodthirsty Taoist spoke again."

"Thank you for the reminder, Bloodthirsty Sect Master!"

Lin Xiaofei was secretly delighted, a smile spreading across his face as he expressed his gratitude.

He knew he was about to enter the demon realm, and before that, improving his strength was of utmost importance.

However, the number of spiritual herbs planted within spatial beads and spatial magical artifacts is limited, making it difficult to achieve a rapid increase in strength in the short term.

It takes several years of accumulation for a large number of spiritual herbs to be grown inside the space bead.

Time was of the essence, and he had no way of knowing when the powerful demons would attack Qingfeng Mountain Range, so he couldn't wait any longer.

Suddenly, a thought struck him: if he entered the demon realm, he might be able to find a large quantity of demon spirit herbs.

In this way, he can plant the Demon Spirit Grass in the Space Bead, giving it the ability to accelerate cultivation, and then consume it to improve his own realm.

He knew that the territory of the demon race was vast, several times or even hundreds of times larger than the human cultivation world.

In addition, the demon race possesses many powerful forces, and they may have a considerable amount of demonic herbs in their possession.

If you can successfully pick and steal them, you will obtain a large amount of magic grass, and your strength will increase rapidly.

At that time, even if he encountered a demon king in the late stage of the Fusion Realm, he would have no fear.

In this way, it will be easier to find the Heavenly Saint Demon King and interfere with his plan to break through to a higher realm.

Although he knew that searching for the Heavenly Saint Demon King was fraught with danger, he had a way to save his life and could hide inside the spatial bead at any time.

It was precisely because of this reliance that he dared to go to the Demon Realm alone.

Immediately, Lin Xiaofei turned to look at Zhao Zichuan and the old man Bishan, his eyes revealing determination and confidence.

"Brother, you must be extremely careful when you go to the Demon Realm."

That place is full of unknown dangers, so if you encounter difficulties, you must not be reckless.

We will silently pray for you in the Qingfeng Mountains, awaiting your safe return.

Zhao Zichuan looked worried and said softly.

The old man from Bishan nodded slightly and earnestly advised, "Xiao Fei, the terrain of the Demon Realm is complex, and there are many powerful figures."

You must remain vigilant at all times. If you find that you cannot interfere with the Heavenly Saint Demon King's breakthrough, do not take any risks and withdraw as soon as possible.

Remember, your safety is of paramount importance.

Lin Xiaofei felt a surge of warmth in his heart as he sensed the concern shown by Zhao Zichuan and the old man from Bishan. He smiled and said, "

Don't worry, I understand the dangers of this trip.

I will act cautiously, within my capabilities, and will not take unnecessary risks.

After saying that, Lin Xiaofei's figure blurred, and he unleashed the Wind and Thunder Technique.

His figure, like a bolt of lightning, swiftly disappeared into the western forest.

His steps were light and agile, as if he were one with nature, darting through the mountains and forests like a bird.

Zhao Zichuan and the old man from Bishan watched Lin Xiaofei's departing figure, their hearts filled with concern and anticipation.

They hope Lin Xiaofei can return safely.

Lin Xiaofei's figure darted through the mountain forest like an arrow, the wind whistling in his ears and the leaves rustling, as if accompanying his journey.

A moment later, he nimbly ascended the next hilltop, just like a bird in flight.

Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

When he stopped on a hilltop, his brow furrowed slightly. The sky in the distance was gloomy and dark, as if heavy dark clouds were pressing down on his head.

Beneath that gloomy sky, the land and rivers appeared exceptionally desolate, pitch black as ink, utterly lifeless.

He looked around and saw a pitch-black world, as if shrouded in endless darkness.

Although his vision could travel for tens or even hundreds of miles, in that dark environment filled with dense demonic energy, the scene he saw became blurred, as if it were covered by a veil.

He turned slightly, his gaze fixed on the east.

The eastern sky contrasts sharply with the western sky, which is clear and bright, brimming with vitality and hope.

He muttered to himself, "It seems I have truly reached the territory of the demons."

At this moment, a cool breeze blew through the mountains, as if reminding him that the road ahead was full of unknown dangers.

Lin Xiaofei took a deep breath, adjusted his mindset, and continued to stride firmly into the depths of the demon realm.

Half an hour later, after many hardships, Lin Xiaofei finally arrived at the edge of the Demon Clan's territory.

The mountains here are towering into the clouds, rugged and precipitous, and shrouded in thick fog, making it difficult to see the whole mountain.

The ancient trees, towering into the sky, their canopies like enormous canopies, made the light in the forest even dimmer.

He stood in a dark mountain forest. As far as he could see, the mountains, the earth, the trees, and the ground were all shrouded in a faint layer of demonic energy, making the whole world appear dark and gloomy.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly:

Is this the world of demons? Everything around me is so gloomy.

Soon, Lin Xiaofei noticed that his clothes stood out brightly in the gloomy environment, creating a striking contrast with the surrounding colors.

He muttered to himself:

If I were to be seen dressed like this by a demon cultivator, they would probably recognize me immediately as not being a demon.

If the demonic cultivators discover my identity, it will likely cause me a lot of trouble.

Just to be on the safe side, I'll have to change my clothes.

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Xiaofei's mind stirred, and the power of the Mist Domain within his body surged forth instantly.

In an instant, wisps of smoke-like energy emanated from his body, spreading like fine threads across his clothes.

In the blink of an eye, his clothes were shrouded in mist, and the originally bright blue color gradually became dull and lifeless.

At this moment, his clothes blended perfectly with the gray world around him, as if he himself were a part of this gray world.

Lin Xiaofei lowered his head slightly, examining his clothes that blended seamlessly with his surroundings. A slight smile played on his lips as he murmured to himself with satisfaction, "..."

"Not bad, not bad, that's more like the appearance of a demon cultivator."

Then, he looked up and scanned his surroundings, his eyes suddenly lighting up.

Fifty feet away, under an ancient tree, a plant about a foot tall caught his attention.

This plant is entirely black, and its three leaves resemble a palm.

Three words immediately popped into his mind—Demon Spirit Grass.

Unable to contain his excitement, Lin Xiaofei stepped forward and picked it.

He gazed at the mysterious plant in his hand and whispered, "

"Is this the Demon Spirit Grass?"

The leaves are dark black, emanating a faint spiritual aura, as if telling a story of its extraordinary nature.