Upon hearing this, the group turned around and saw a boy of about sixteen or seventeen years old walking towards them from a distance, carrying a large basket on his back.

Compared to Ye Sisi and the others' disheveled appearance, the young man seemed much more relaxed and at ease. He wasn't wearing any robes that could identify him, but it was certain that this wasn't his first time here.

"I am Xiang Yang from the Taiping Sword Sect. May I ask how you fellow Daoists are addressed?"

"Ouyang Yanyu of the Tianling Sect".

"Lin Shuangluo of the Tianling Sect".

"Ye Shubai of the Heavenly Spirit Sect".

"Ye Sisi of the Heavenly Spirit Sect".

The boy was a little puzzled. He had never heard of the Heavenly Spirit Sect, but that didn't matter. There were many things he had never heard of.

"Fellow Daoists, you might as well try cultivating in place first, and then move forward after you have adapted to the chaotic spiritual energy of this world."

The four men clasped their hands in thanks, and the young man who called himself Xiangyang easily and leisurely passed them, then strolled on his way.

Ye Sisi asked curiously, "If I'm not mistaken, this Fellow Daoist Xiangyang is only at the Nascent Soul stage, right? How did he manage to do it so easily? My Nascent Soul cultivation isn't something to be taken lightly either."

The group shook their heads in unison. After thinking for a moment, Ye Shubai said, "It's unlikely that he would deliberately suppress his cultivation. Perhaps he has a special physique, or perhaps he has already gotten used to the pressure and sword energy here."

"Shall we find a place to get used to the spiritual energy here first?"

None of them objected, and they found a relatively flat spot and sat down cross-legged.

A short while later, another young couple came together from the direction of Tianjian Abyss.

However, they were in bad shape, covered in blood and grime, clearly having been tortured badly.

They only glanced at Ye Sisi and the others before continuing on their way, clearly wanting to leave quickly to heal their injuries.

Ye Sisi didn't open her eyes, but her divine sense kept observing her surroundings. It seemed that there were quite a few sword cultivators here. Sigh, they were all ruthless people.

I wonder what Tianjian Abyss is really like. We're still on the outskirts, and it's already so difficult to get through.

At the same time, in the Demon-Slaying Land, all the powerful figures who were guarding the sealing array's core all changed their expressions.

In the sky above the Demon-Slaying Land, shrouded in black mist, a red mark suddenly expanded, as if a tightly closed blood-red eye was about to open.

The earth trembled, and the low-level magical beasts and demonic cultivators, who had finally calmed down for a while, became restless. Even the powerful demons who had been sealed and suppressed were showing signs of breaking free from their seals.

Meng Tianyuan only learned after receiving the mission to guard the sealing array eye that their most important task was not to suppress the demons in the Demon Subduing Land, but to suppress the blood-red mark in the sky.

Twelve Transcending Tribulation cultivators, forty Mahayana cultivators, and one hundred Integration cultivators—a total of one hundred and fifty-two top-tier combatants—continuously supplied spiritual energy and repaired the broken formation, all in order to delay the time for the sky to crack again.

That's right, that blood-red mark is a passage between the two worlds opened up by the demons ten thousand years ago, and the cultivators have tried every means but have been unable to completely repair it.

If it were only the demons within the Demon-Slaying Land, the cultivators wouldn't be so paranoid. No matter how strong they were before, how strong could they be after being suppressed for ten thousand years?

However, if the demons were to invade the Spirit Realm again, the Spirit Realm would have no chance of winning. The Spirit Realm's overall combat strength is now far inferior to what it used to be. Heh, it's all thanks to Dog Heaven's desperate efforts to counter them, otherwise the seal could have been delayed for at least several hundred more years.

The cultivation of cultivators in the Spirit Realm and the demon race will not become increasingly difficult. If the Spirit Realm still has the same fighting power as it did ten thousand years ago, it can simply fight another battle and seal the demon race for another ten thousand years.

But that won't do now. If the demons continue to invade, the spirit realm will likely fall, and all living beings will become food for those beasts.

Fortunately, the crack in the sky did not continue to widen, but it still made everyone on duty feel a chill run down their spines.

Normally, after Shang Xian sacrificed himself to reinforce the seal, it should have been able to delay the damage for another hundred years. However, less than ten years have passed and the crack has widened again, which is very bad.

As Su Jiuli was inscribing an ancient formation, she looked up, seemingly able to see through everything before her, even through the blood-red mark that made many cultivators uneasy, and see another world.

He is indeed rebuilding the path to heaven and the ascension platform, but he is also setting up defensive lines.

In at most twenty years, the sky of the spirit world will collapse again, and the Ascension Platform and the Path to Heaven will be the last line of defense for the millions of living beings behind it.

As long as Ye Sisi embarks on the path to heaven within twenty years and reclaims her complete divine status, the spirit world will still have a chance, since the other one is not someone that just anyone can deal with.

These are just minor incidents now, far from a true catastrophe.

Twenty years sounds like a long time, but it can also be just a blink of an eye.

However, given Su Jiuli's understanding of Destiny, it's impossible that he wasn't prepared. Those cultivators who were on the verge of life and death and hadn't yet emerged from the Skeleton Realm should be one of his backup plans. Secondly, the human and demon cultivators who ascended to the Spirit Realm over the past ten thousand years should also be part of Destiny's strategy.

As for him and Ye Sisi, that was naturally the case as well. Even the fact that Bai Luochen and the entire Tianling Sect were able to come together might be the work of destiny.

Not to boast, but any one of the few cultivators in their Heavenly Spirit Sect could make their peers look up in awe. A group of seemingly ordinary and unassuming cultivators who cultivate incredibly fast—only a fool would believe that it's a coincidence.

So even he had to admit that Tianming was a very powerful person. He was ruthless to himself and to others, but at the same time, he had the world in his heart. Such a person could write a book about his brilliant first half of life and his ingenious second half. Moreover, he was the kind of male protagonist who was loved by everyone. The key point is that Tianming not only had good talent and good character, but he was also good-looking. He was simply perfect.

In the Cangjing, in the Tianling City, in that inconspicuous shop, Duanmu Xin lay on a rocking chair, using a folding fan to cover his entire face.

Without warning, he sneezed several times in a row, sat up, rubbed his nose, and said irritably, "Which bastard is cursing me?"

Just then, a girl with blue hair and blue eyes, who still looked quite young, walked in from outside the shop.

"Little Xue'er is here! How many Thunderclap Talismans did you bring this time?"

"Five hundred talismans, all of them are top-grade third-tier talismans this time. Senior, you can't give them to me at the same price as before, I'm not stupid."

Duanmu Xin took the talisman and nodded: "Although it's still not as good as your junior uncle, it's made great progress."

Chu Nianxue sighed, "Uncle Duanmu, you always discourage me like this, I won't come anymore!"

"Don't be angry, Xue'er. I was just joking. There aren't many cultivators like Xue'er who have formed their Golden Core at such a young age. By the way, where's Chen Chen? Why isn't he sticking to you today?"

Chu Nianxue, who looked like a young girl, pouted and said, "He's gone to spar with someone again. He doesn't know his own strength. He'll suffer a great loss one day."

As Xiao Nianxue spoke, she couldn't help but touch her lower back, which still hurt. Humph, it's just that her master and senior uncles weren't around, otherwise that bastard would definitely have been taught a lesson.