It's obvious that the quasi-emperor level martial artist standing next to Qin Chuan would have an much easier time in a fight.
Therefore, all of this seems a bit too deliberate.
Qin Chuan shook his head. "We all have dragon blood in our bodies. The Seven Dragons Purgatory Formation is specifically designed to counter people like us, so you are the most suitable person to go."
After he finished speaking, a strange smile appeared on his lips.
As for the so-called dragon blood, Zhou Mu didn't understand it, but he could tell from Qin Chuan's meaning that the Seven Dragons Purgatory Formation would have some restraint on all dragons or those associated with dragons, but for other beings like them, there would be no worries at all.
Even so, this reason was not enough to convince him.
After all, given the status and power of the Great Qin Domain, it would be very easy to find any quasi-emperor martial artist who is not a dragon. As long as they can pay a sufficient price afterward, they could even persuade a Spirit Emperor.
This explanation is riddled with flaws.
but……
The facts were right in front of him, and even though he knew it was a trap, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go forward.
After all, this guy held his life in his hands, forcing him to submit.
However, to think he would give in so easily would be to underestimate him.
He grinned and said, "Words are no proof, why should I believe you?"
"You don't need to believe me, just believe my master." After Qin Chuan finished speaking, he gently waved his hand, and then a violent ripple suddenly appeared in a certain part of the void in the room. Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly walked out from it.
Upon seeing Qin Chuan, he nodded slightly as a greeting, while Qin Chuan bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Greetings, Master."
The person who came out was Chen Tai'a.
After Chen Tai'a personally helped Qin Chuan up, his gaze fell on Zhou Mu, and he said, "What you say, young master, is absolutely true. These past few days, I personally went to the Gate of Life and Death, but..."
He shook his head as he spoke.
"The Seven Dragons Purgatory Formation was too powerful against me. I was truly powerless. If I hadn't used a forbidden technique at the last moment, I'm afraid... I wouldn't have been able to return."
At this moment, Zhou Mu noticed that Chen Tai'a's aura was somewhat disordered, as if he had just experienced an epic battle. Clearly, even someone as strong as Chen Tai'a had almost lost his life here.
If he still had some doubts before, then at this moment, all his doubts had vanished.
After all, Chen Tai'a's disordered aura couldn't be faked unless a Spirit Emperor-level martial artist actually caused Chen Tai'a's aura to become disordered. But if that were the case, wouldn't the price to pay be too high just to deceive him?
That would be a case of losing more than you gain.
...
Purgatory Valley
The world was shrouded in an extremely dim light, and there was complete silence. The scorched yellow ground was rugged and crisscrossed, and an extremely oppressive atmosphere permeated the air.
Inside the secluded valley, Zhou Mu only brought Nezha with him. The two stood deep within the valley, and when they looked up slightly, the dim sky was completely devoid of light.
Because something unexpected happened at Wentian Tower, Zhou Mu sent Han Fei instead; with Nezha there, that was enough.
Fortunately, Nezha is now a Saint King-level warrior. If he encounters a dangerous situation, he can temporarily raise his strength to the Quasi-Emperor level.
That provides some protection.
It is no exaggeration to say that, no matter where they are, quasi-emperors are a force to be reckoned with.
Upon entering, a pungent, bloody stench wafted from the valley, and it seemed as if there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood before us; the aura was particularly strong.
Zhou Mu subconsciously covered his mouth and nose, but when he looked at Nezha beside him, the fair-skinned little face only frowned slightly, and there was no other reaction. It seemed that he was not affected by that aura.
"Didn't you smell that strange odor?"
Zhou Mu couldn't help but speak up.
Nezha shook his head in confusion. He tilted his head slightly but couldn't see Zhou Mu's face clearly.
Enveloped in mist, so thick that it was almost impossible to see one's own hand in front of one's face, the two stood extremely close together. After all, if they were even slightly apart, they would not be able to see each other, and they could only rely on touch to maintain their connection.
With their vision severely obstructed, neither of them dared to stray too far from the other, especially Zhou Mu. After all, given his cultivation level, if anything were to happen to him, he would be reduced to nothingness in an instant.
That damn system is still dormant and we still can't get in touch with it.
So now, the only person Zhou Mu can rely on is the tiny Nezha, the Third Prince, standing right in front of him.
Nezha was carefree and wanted to run out several times. His curiosity drove him to explore the outside world. However, Zhou Mu felt no sense of security and could only helplessly hold onto the restless little guy.
Seeing that it was his master, Nezha's fair face showed a hint of helplessness. He then slowed down and looked at Zhou Mu, saying, "Master, I'll slow down. You stay close to me, lest some demon or monster jumps out and captures you, and I have to go through all the trouble to save you."
Zhou Mu smiled sheepishly, but then something seemed off. His expression changed slightly, and he said, "Could it be that I'm Tang Sanzang?"
"Otherwise what?" Nezha glanced at Zhou Mu, then looked away and continued striding forward.
Before long, the two encountered their first obstacle: a giant spider of enormous size.
"Green Goblin Spider... There's definitely something strange here."
The moment Zhou Mu saw the giant spider, his expression changed.
Shouldn't this thing in front of me be a magical beast that only appears in the heart of the extraterrestrial demon realm?
Back when he was Emperor Wu of Zhou, he was leading an army of 100,000 to quell a rebellion when he encountered the Green Demon Spiders at the very first hurdle. They were completely unprepared, resulting in one Spirit Emperor, three Quasi-Emperors, and countless warriors being seriously injured, with about a third of them dying in battle.
To cover his retreat, only a few hundred men remained of the 100,000-strong army, a devastating loss. He even issued an edict of self-reproach at the time; otherwise, with public resentment boiling over, opposition forces would have already risen up in rebellion.
When facing the green spider demon, Zhou Mu felt a chill run down his spine. Nezha, sensing something was amiss, looked up at him and asked in a slightly childish voice, "Master, are you scared?"
"Aren't you afraid?" Zhou Mu asked back. "This is a magical beast with the strength of a Spirit Emperor. We should run before it finds us, as fast as we can."
Nezha pouted, smiled, and said, "Master, you're such a coward."
"Nonsense, in a life-or-death situation, it's better to be cowardly." Zhou Mu finished speaking and was about to tiptoe away when a deafening roar suddenly came from the opposite side.
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