Before he finished speaking, Xiang Sheng forced the statue into the blood ring, and his ears immediately became quiet.
After completing this step, Xiang Sheng left.
A few days later, she followed her memory and returned to the area around the original forest of ice sculptures. She glanced around, then wiped the blood ring and took out the statue again.
After several days of torture, only a thin layer of red light remained on the surface of the demon god statue.
Suddenly seeing the light of day again, the demon god no longer cared about his reserve and forcibly gathered the last bit of his soul power and shouted: "Master, spare me! Spare me!"
Xiang Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Master Demon God, what did you call me?"
"Owner!"
The Demon God's gaze towards Xiang Sheng had long lost its former arrogance. It was now filled with deep fear and dread. "Master, I know I was wrong. Please don't send me in there again. It's not a place for demons! I beg you to be magnanimous and spare me this time, considering I saved you time by leading the way!"
He threw the statue to Xiang Sheng, hung it in front of him, and said calmly, "Then let's go."
The demon god was overjoyed and immediately led the way. At the same time, he was secretly pondering the things he had been thinking about for the past few days.
That is the Blood Puppet Ring, the token of the Puppet Sect's leader. It will never make a mistake.
Shouldn't this thing have been completely destroyed by the heavenly tribulation long ago? How could it be in the hands of a female cultivator from a later generation?
She's a female cultivator, couldn't it be...
When the demon god thought of this, his soul power scattered for a moment, and the statue fell from the air and landed on the ice with a plop.
Xiang Sheng frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"
As soon as she spoke, the demon god seemed to be greatly frightened. He suddenly flew up again and stammered, "No...nothing! I will continue to lead the way for you."
Xiang Sheng didn't understand why and felt strange.
How could such a dignified ancient demon god be so frightened after just two days of torture?
Could it be that he figured out the origin of the blood ring?
In this case, Qingtian is really a big shot in the Puppet Sect, or even... the Sect Master of the Puppet Sect?
Unfortunately, Qingtian warned her in the letter not to reveal anything about her and him, so she couldn't ask this question, as it was destined to have no answer.
…
Because of the statue of the demon god, Xiang Sheng was delayed in the valley for two more days. Fortunately, the demon god tried his best to guide the direction, and the speed was much faster than before. In less than twenty days, the exit of the valley was in sight, and the deep black was flashing outside the snow-white ice mouth.
"Master, if nothing goes wrong, we can get out of there and reach the gravel beach. The gate to the underworld is deep inside the gravel beach, but..."
At this point, the demon god paused and said, "Master, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to get the embryo."
Xiang Sheng said calmly, "Everything depends on human effort."
The demon god sighed heavily, "Master, that's not a human error. It's the gate to the underworld. It's submerged in the black tide."
Xiang Sheng's steps paused for a moment, his brows knitted slightly, "What did you say?"
The demon god was frightened by what he saw and quickly changed the subject, "Master, that was tens of thousands of years ago. If the gate to the Underworld hadn't been submerged in the black tide, the people from the Underworld would have attacked us long ago.
Over time, things have changed dramatically. Perhaps the Underworld Gate isn't actually in the Black Tide anymore. Let's go over there and take a look."
Xiang Sheng was too lazy to waste any more time talking to the demon god. He sped up again, crossed the last section of the valley, entered the black exit and disappeared.
Shortly after she left, Wei Lesheng and others also arrived here.
The journey was safe and sound, and everyone in the Thousand Star Palace looked pretty good.
"Brother, I told you your guess was wrong!"
Wei Leyan chuckled and said, "That's all an illusion. Maybe there really was someone who looked exactly like Xiang Sheng tens of thousands of years ago. It's just a coincidence."
Wei Lesheng glanced at him and didn't refute. He only reminded everyone: "Continue to maintain the soul control formation. The gravel beach is coming."
Everyone's expression was startled, and Wei Leyan also restrained his smile, "I will obey your orders, brother!"
…
As soon as he entered the gravel beach, Xiang Sheng was submerged in a dazzling galaxy.
The black gravel beach sparkled with endless spots of precious light, connecting with the stars in the sky, indistinguishable from each other.
Xiang Sheng had never seen such a strange sight before. He was stunned for a moment and remained silent for a long time.
"Master, look, that's where the black tide recedes."
The demon god statue pointed to the distant horizon. "If you look now, you can only see a narrow black line. The tide will rise in a while. During this time, you must rush to the gate to the Underworld to see it clearly. Otherwise, your chances are slim."
Xiang Sheng regained his composure and said in a deep voice, "Keep leading the way."
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