Death, dead silence.
This silent land of the dead made the four strangers who strayed into it seem out of place.
Mu Yanyan couldn't help rubbing her arms and retreating, but there were corpses everywhere. Where could she retreat to? In the end, she could only stay close to her companions, which was a little comforting.
In this situation, even Lou Kongyu didn't think there was anything wrong with being half-held in Ruan Chang's arms.
The boy looked a little anxious. He subconsciously wanted to find someone to rely on at this moment, but when he opened his mouth, he realized that he was in front of people and couldn't talk to the immortal senior, so he had to purse his lips with a stiff face.
He realized that the senior hadn't said a word since entering this secret realm. But this didn't seem to mean anything. Even on weekdays, when in front of others, the senior rarely spoke.
In the end, Lou Kongyu could only attribute it to the special environment here, which made him too sensitive.
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The environment here was too eerie and strange. Mu Yanyan swallowed hard and said in a trembling voice, "Did that person...really hide here?"
After all, this is definitely not a place for living people.
"careful!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Jingzhi's eyes became sharp, he drew his sword and blocked Mu Yanyan's side.
The sword collided with the ownerless evil spirit, and Chen Jingzhi couldn't hold on any longer. He took several steps back before he could steady himself.
Ruan Chang also noticed the danger, and she also pushed Lou Kongyu to the side to avoid it. The strong wind brushed her cheek, leaving a blood mark. But fortunately, it was only a flesh wound. The fingers with spiritual power brushed it, and the skin became smooth as before without leaving any marks.
They had been shocked by the piles of corpses when they came in, but now the raging power in the air made them silent again.
A thousand years have passed since the great war, and only corpses remain here. However, the demonic energy and spiritual power entangled in the air have not stopped. They still obey the wishes of their deceased master and wander in this space with fierce force. If they meet, they will be deeply entangled with each other, and one of them must be exhausted, or they will be scattered in the world at the same time.
...the fight continues until death.
No, from what we can see now, this fight will not stop even to death.
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This was something that the three young boys and girls who were well protected by their master had never seen before. Even Chen Jingzhi, who had been sent by Yaochuan Jianzun to practice fighting with monsters, had never encountered such a situation.
The battle between Taoism and demons?
Even if you have heard those old stories from your elders, even if you have read the records in the books of that time... but you have never seen it with your own eyes, you will never know how cruel it was.
Mu Yanyan couldn't help but cover her lips. She suddenly remembered the old stories that her father had told her with a smile when she was a child. But now facing the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, she couldn't help but wonder: How could her father, he... smile?
——This is definitely not a past that can be talked about with a smile.
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Although the rampant demonic energy and spiritual power inside were beyond the ability of a group of people like them who had only foundation building cultivation at most to handle, it was not difficult to walk through it.
After all, those spiritual powers and demonic energy had no specific target, they just floated around like that.
As long as you are a little careful and don't bump into it, you can easily avoid it.
And they soon found the traces of the monk who had been possessed by the devil.
The other party's mental state is obviously not normal, and he has no intention of deliberately covering it up. If you observe carefully, you can easily see the traces above.
In fact, for Chen Jingzhi and the other two, their sect mission ends here.
Their original mission was to investigate the abnormalities in Lanyuan - a fellow Taoist had passed by here before and discovered suspected traces of demonic activities, and reported it to Taihua Sect, so the sect sent them to investigate the cause.
After discovering this old site, the reason became clear.
Although it is unknown when this site of the old battlefield was left here, it now seems that a cultivator may have mistakenly entered it, was tempted by the wealth, and took away one or two magic weapons or spiritual treasures - after all, the spiritual treasures and the demonic energy here have infected each other, and no one knows what has happened over the years. If one is not prepared and is contaminated by the demonic energy, it is natural for one to become possessed.
Even Chu Lu, who was so skilled in the Dao-Devil War, didn't dare to pick up this kind of battlefield stuff casually. Those people were really ignorant and fearless. Fortunately, after a thousand years, even the bodies of the cultivators had almost decayed, and the spiritual light on those spiritual treasures had naturally faded away. By then, they were able to get it by accident.
…Just looking at the state in which the male cultivator has already been possessed by a demon, it is obvious that there will be consequences.
Chu Lu was not clear about the details of the sect mission of these three Taihua Sect disciples, but based on their cultivation level, he roughly guessed that it should be something like "investigation", but it was obvious that the young men did not intend to stop there.
In the illusion, Chu Lu pressed his forehead with a headache and began to think about whether there was any danger that he must avoid.
The memories are too old and a little fuzzy. He had the impression that there shouldn't be anything troublesome here. However, with the current cultivation level of the four children, Chu Lu didn't even notice many things that could pose a danger to them.
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While Chu Lu was having a headache, the three of them had already followed the trail left by the male cultivator.
They were not moving very fast, after all, there were skeletons everywhere. If they were demon cultivators, it would be fine, but there were also quite a few Taoist cultivators, and even some of their former fellow disciples who were wearing the uniforms of Taihua Sect disciples.
When it comes to the remains of their fellow disciples who died, they naturally cannot just step over them without any scruples.
In fact, if Chen Jingzhi hadn't stopped her with the scabbard, Ruan Chang would have almost been unable to resist going over to tidy up the remains of her former fellow disciple.
After being stopped like this, the girl recovered and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother... I know."
Now is not the time to do this, and who knows if those corpses are contaminated with something, it is too dangerous to touch them without permission.
Even though she said this, Ruan Chang couldn't help but turn her face away and not look at the remains of her fellow disciple who was cut in half and whose lower body flew several steps away.
She had seen the records of the battle between Taoism and demons in the sect's collection.
But when those cold death numbers really turned into remains and appeared before our eyes, even if they were only the tip of the iceberg, it was still shocking.
Shen Jingzhi was also silent. There was no expression on his face, but at this moment he looked particularly cold and solemn.
As for Mu Yanyan, who was standing by, the girl had already grabbed her friend's hand with red eyes, and could not help but let out a low whimper in her throat.
Although they were still following the trail of the evil cultivator, they had long since given up on that.
Watching, watching...
They tried their best to remember the bloody faces or even the remains of the dead, but they had no idea what the point of what they were doing was.
Mu Yanyan vaguely recalled that when she had sneaked into the outer sect’s lecture hall in the past, she had heard the teaching elder talk about the battle between Taoism and the devil that year.
What was she doing?
Should she cover her sleepiness with a book, secretly throw paper balls to her classmates, or constantly harass the serious and prudish guy sitting in front of her?
Mu Yanyan couldn’t remember it clearly, but she was not listening seriously at all.
She should have listened.
The girl regretted so much——
Instead of like now...she couldn't even tell which battle this piece of ruins was from.
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