"arrive?"
Xiang Sheng looked at the empty and desolate desert outside and frowned slightly, "Brother Wang is here?"
The old demon king shook his head, his smile faded, and instead of answering, he asked, "Do you know why the Tianqing Pavilion imprisoned my Demon King Valley?"
Xiang Sheng frowned. She had never thought about this question.
But after hearing the old demon king mention it, she pondered for a moment and immediately had a guess, "Is he afraid that the village chief will deal with the Underworld?"
"good."
The old demon king's face was as gloomy as water. "Ever since the emergence of the Underworld in ancient times, my demon race has been at the forefront of sealing it. The human race's puppet master was able to seal the Underworld with a boundary gate for ten thousand years, and my demon race deserves at least half of the credit. So..."
The old demon king paused for a moment and sighed softly, "In the entire cultivation world, the one who knows the Underworld best, besides the Tianqing Pavilion, is only my Demon King Valley."
At this point, Xiang Shengquan understood.
Her eyes lit up, "Old Village Chief, this place is related to the conspiracy of the Underworld. You knew about the Underworld's plan, so why did the Tianqing Pavilion imprison you and block the news a hundred years ago?"
The old demon king chuckled, this girl's mind is really quick.
"I've already sent a message to Jiang Yi. That place is extremely difficult to enter. Only his Feishuang Mirror can provide access. Before he arrives, I'll talk to you about it."
“…”
At the same time, ten thousand miles below the desert ground.
The hot magma flows slowly in the center of the earth, and the surface is covered with a layer of light red fire poison. Occasionally, a "crackling" sound comes from the magma, and bright white flames burst out, distorting the space.
And in this layer of magma, there is a golden glass channel that isolates nearly 90% of the external high temperature. It comes from nowhere and extends to the depths of the magma.
Suddenly, a black shadow emerged from the glazed passage. It looked like the Deputy Palace Master Duan Chengtong who had disappeared in Fangcunji before.
He first scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense to make sure that no one was spying, and then immediately changed into the clothes of the Demon Palace and put on a mask.
If the guardians of the Demon Palace were here, they would definitely recognize this outfit at a glance.
Lord of the Demon Palace!
Who would have thought that the deputy leader of Tianqing Pavilion was actually a disguised identity of the leader of Demon Palace?
After changing his clothes, he did not linger any longer. In an instant he turned into a black shadow and flew towards the depths of the passage.
A moment later, he passed through a transparent boundary, and the scorching white light became even more intense. If an ordinary cultivator came here, even without the terrifying threat of high temperature, they would be blinded instantly.
The Lord of the Demon Palace seemed to be very familiar with the route and was not affected at all. He even sped up a bit until he was stopped at the end of the passage.
The white-browed old man guarding the passageway saw the mask on the visitor's face and his guard dropped a little, but his attitude did not improve. He asked in a cold voice, "Palace Master Duan, I don't remember Lord Mo summoning you. Why did you come here uninvited?"
"Please inform me, fellow Daoist!"
The Demon Palace Master's eyes were filled with anxiety. "The situation is urgent, and there's nothing I can do. I received news from my spies that just now, the Demon King Valley escaped from Fangcunji!"
"What did you say?!"
The old man with white eyebrows was shocked and immediately took the master of the Demon Palace and flew inside without caring about the rules.
After leaving the passage, the Lord of the Demon Palace suddenly felt the temperature rise a lot. This place was already the core of the earth, and the suppressing effect of the treasures used in the Earth Yin Realm was much weaker.
The Underworld Realm has obviously been operating here for a long time. The underground palace they have opened up covers an area of 1,000 hectares, which is more than three times larger than the one the Lord of the Demon Palace had visited last time.
He observed his surroundings secretly, and when he approached Mo Zhu's residence, he immediately collected his thoughts, lowered his head and followed the white-browed old man into the most spacious back hall.
The palace was decorated extremely luxuriously and was brightly lit. The main hall was paved with gold and red, which was bright and beautiful, making the woman on the throne look even more radiant and charming.
The old man with white eyebrows came in, but he didn't dare to look any longer. He lowered his head and walked into the hall, saying respectfully: "Sir, the Demon Palace..."
"I already know the situation. You can go down first."
Mo Zhu looked at the Demon Palace Master, his eyes flickering, "I want to talk to this person alone."
The old man with white eyebrows was interrupted, but he was not unhappy. Instead, he felt relieved and hurriedly retreated as if he was avoiding a snake or scorpion.
"Senior Mo, since you already know about this, you should be able to guess the purpose of my visit today."
The Demon Palace Master's eyes darkened. "The Demon King Valley has been freed. This place is no longer a secret. Even the pursuit teams from the five major sects have already reached the surface. Our plan is very likely to fail!"
"So you came here in a hurry just to get the last level of the Heavenly Demon Art? To make a deal with me?"
Mo Zhu curled his lips into a smile, his eyes sparkling, and he didn't seem anxious at all.
"I can give you the Heart Sutra. But that's the reward for the deal. Last time you sent people to attack the Xuanyin Sect, they failed. We're still six hundred containers short of completing the deal."
The Demon Palace Master snorted coldly upon hearing this, "A mere 600 containers, I can take them out right now and help you fulfill your wish."
Mo Zhu's beautiful eyes narrowed immediately, "Palace Master Duan, are you saying... that you were deliberately holding back before?"
"No, Senior, you misunderstood."
A trace of gloom flashed across the eyes of the Demon Palace Master, and he said with a sinister smile: "If there are no corpses, I can use the living people of the Demon Palace to make up for it!
If you agree, Senior, I will send a message to the guardians of the sect right now, asking them to kill 600 people and send them here!"
Hearing this, Mo Zhu still had no expression on his face, but he was shocked by these words and felt a chill in his heart.
"I heard that in the past two years, the five major sects have killed all the ordinary disciples of your sect. The remaining elite are no more than 600."
Mo Zhu laughed as he said this, "Palace Master Duan, you really have a cruel heart."
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