Yan Quan and his two companions traveled quickly and arrived near the hill. They found that the landscape had suddenly changed, and after a blur, they found themselves in a dilapidated group of palaces.
Why is there a secret realm here?
Chu Ruoxue frowned and approached Yan Quan with concern.
“The space here is unusual; it looks like a good place to set a trap. You two wait for me outside.”
Yan Quan said in a low voice, but neither Chu Ruoxue nor Luo Shiyu beside him seemed to have any intention of listening to him.
"Brother Yan, I won't hold you back. Besides, I'm also very worried about you getting into trouble."
Luo Shiyu said earnestly, picking up her small knife and swinging it quickly, easily cutting off the giant broken pillar next to her.
"Senior brother, it seems you've misjudged her again."
Chu Ruoxue crossed her arms and laughed, but her tone was very disdainful.
The young girl just liked to show off, but she was also very curious about how much her senior brother's mortal martial arts skills had improved after so many years apart.
Is it possible that she's no longer as good as him?
In that case...
"Alright, let's go in together then..."
Yan Quan appeared normal and walked through the gate first, without waiting for Luo Shiyu and the stunned Chu Ruoxue.
After all, he was still worried about the two girls, fearing that something might happen to them if they went ahead, and then he would have to keep an eye on them.
As soon as Yan Quan stepped through the gate, the illusion occurred once again, and the surrounding palaces vanished like bubbles.
It turned back into the desolate hill and the fire that had just been extinguished.
Who do I think it is?
"Isn't this an old acquaintance?"
A sharp sound rang out, and seven or eight humanoid cultivators of various appearances emerged one after another from the still-present phantom of the palace.
"Ah... I never expected to actually run into someone like you, Duan Li."
Yan Quan said coldly. The two women behind him did not follow, probably because they were also blocked by someone over there.
"Hahaha, I never expected this. I thought I was going to die here, but I still have the chance to kill you. I'm so lucky."
One of the three-meter-tall, crow-faced alien cultivators licked the scimitar in his hand, clearly indicating that he was the leader of the group.
"Hey, this guy is mine! I'm going to tear him to pieces with my own hands!"
Behind the crow-faced demon cultivator, a burly man wearing a mask shouted.
"I didn't expect you two to meet such like-minded people in a place like this. It seems that everyone else who stumbled upon this place has fallen victim to your evil deeds?"
Yan Quan sneered and gently drew his sword.
"Back then, you two failed to ambush me and were knocked down into the void, falling into this world. You actually survived, which is quite lucky for you."
Yan Quan continued, assuming a sword stance.
"Hahaha, but the flesh and blood of your companion is also quite delicious. I am content."
The raven-faced demon cultivator sneered, mocking Yan Quan for failing to protect his companions.
That is... Yan Quan's first friend in the cultivation world, and the only son of Daoist Wangming.
In the end, Daoist Wangming did not blame him, but treated him as before and never mentioned the matter again, which made him feel even more guilty.
"Hehehe... The demon cores of your descendants are just as delicious."
Yan Quan sneered, looking at the crow-faced demon cultivator in front of him with disdain.
"What do you mean!?"
The crow-faced demon cultivator exclaimed in surprise, his enormous black wings blocking the crowd from rushing forward.
"Don't you understand? That's true. There's no way to contact the outside world from here, otherwise you would definitely be able to sense the extinction of your bloodline, right?"
If it's not too long, I might still have one or two demon cores left for you to see in person."
Yan Quan continued, his tone full of sarcasm.
"No, impossible! They're in the demon realm! How dare you slaughter an entire race in the demon realm?!"
The crow-faced demon cultivator found it difficult to create a passage.
"So many years have passed, don't you use that almond-sized brain of yours to think about whether I have that ability?"
Moreover, your clan has a very low status in the demon realm. If it weren't for that idiot there, I could have wiped them all out in a day.
"Impossible! Only my people slaughter humans, how could you, a piece of trash, have done it? Kill him!"
The crow-faced demon cultivator shouted and charged forward instantly.
These people belong to a race with savage physical bodies. Without magical cultivation, ordinary humans have no chance of defeating them.
"Bang!"
After a fierce exchange, Yan Quan severed the bodies of the first few who came up, but he was still knocked into a pile of stones by the few brutes behind him.
"Cough cough cough..."
Yan Quan coughed up several mouthfuls of blood in pain, but he still immediately got up and dodged several sharp swords.
"Haha, those two women you brought with you should have been dealt with by now, right?"
"We've really put all our best and attention on you this time, young Yan!"
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