When Ancestor Wuzhiqi swam upstream past the estuary, he officially entered the river basin of the True Treasure Continent.
The churning silt at the estuary obscured their view.
Fortunately, the direction of the water flow was clear, which allowed them to keep moving forward.
As for the Old Ancestor Wuzhiqi, he changed the size of his demonic body according to the depth of the river to avoid being exposed to the water and being seen by others.
They say a small temple has a strong evil spirit, and shallow water has many turtles.
They held their breath and swam in the river for three hours.
Because the river was only about seven meters deep, Wuzhiqi Laozu shrunk his body to about three meters.
Its small and exquisite size aroused the interest of many high-level spirit beasts in the river, who launched attacks on Ancestor Wuzhiqi.
Because the Nascent Soul stage cultivators in this territory have a wide range of divine sense coverage, they may be able to check the territory at any time.
All three were outsiders, and in order to avoid being exposed, they had no choice but to run away as fast as possible when faced with attacks from the local bullies.
This dodging gave Zhao Ziyi a taste of the chase game.
"Ancestor! Ancestor! Turn left!"
"To the right! Jump!"
"Speed up! Speed up! Charge!"
Under Zhao Ziyi's direction, the three of them shortened their travel time considerably.
A day and a night later.
Wuzhiqi, the patriarch, brought Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi to Yunmengze.
Yunmengze, where one rests in the vast marshland and dreams, is an outstanding place between heaven and earth.
The lakes stretch for thousands of miles, their spiritual energy mingling with the water vapor, rising upwards in a misty haze.
Most of the cultivators in the area have water-based spiritual roots. When they use spells to gather and manipulate clouds and rain, they all borrow water from Yunmeng Marsh.
For a demon cultivator like Wuzhiqi with a water-based spiritual root, Yunmeng Marsh is an excellent place to practice water-based magic.
But it's not a good place for cultivators with other spiritual roots.
Clear water is shallow, green water is deep, and black water is abyss.
If the Azure Phoenix Ancestor were to look down from the sky at this moment, he would see the light green river veins in various places, winding and turning around the earth's surface.
But the entire Yunmeng Marsh, viewed from the sky, resembles a gigantic black void. Its color, which swallows everything, is deeper than the deep sea.
This is also the first time that Patriarch Wuzhiqi has come here.
The moment he stepped into Yunmeng Marsh, he shivered. The water was so cold!
Song Chen looked down from Wuzhiqi Patriarch's shoulder, his eyes narrowing sharply.
The reflection at the bottom of the lake is terrifying!
They walked from the river into Yunmengze, but had only taken three meters.
They actually fell directly into the cliff in the water.
Moreover, Song Chen sensed a large amount of corpse energy deep within the Yunmeng Marsh.
He asked in confusion:
"Ancestor, aren't demons supposed to be harmless? How come there's so much Yin energy gathering in the depths of Yunmeng Marsh?"
Cultivating by harnessing Yin energy... doesn't that seem like ghost cultivation?
Ten ghosts, nine Buddhas, eighty Paths.
Nine demons, four evil spirits, and seventeen wicked beings.
There are ten ghost cultivator factions on the True Treasure Continent, but I've never heard of ghost cultivators in Yunmeng Marsh.
Suddenly, a voice came from afar, growing louder as it approached.
"Hahaha! Wuzhiqi, you've arrived!"
A burst of hearty laughter rang out.
The four great demon ancestors of Wujiang Tayue appeared together in a flash, not far from them.
To welcome the two bosses, the four Demon Clan Grandmasters at the Integration Stage collectively went out to greet them.
The red-haired demon swam in the water, a fawning smile on his face, and said:
"You two must be the owners of Spicy Palace, right? We are the four commanders of the Demon Clan, with the surname 'Demon' and the given name 'Wujiang Tayue'. I am the first commander, Demon Wu. Welcome to Yunmengze, you two young and promising owners!"
For more than half a year, the boxed lunch and milk tea business has made the demons a fortune. Demon Crow's face beamed with joy.
Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi quickly clasped their hands in greeting.
"My name is Song Chen."
"Zhao Ziyi".
Because the Yin energy at the bottom of Yunmengze was too obvious, Song Chen's brows did not relax.
With her short red hair, Mo Yue was perceptive and noticed Song Chen's confusion, so she took the initiative to ask:
"Mr. Song, are you wondering why there is so much malevolent energy at the bottom of Yunmeng Marsh?"
Song Chen nodded: "That's right, I can't figure out why."
Mo Yue smiled, but what he said was somewhat terrifying. He explained:
"Because of Yunmengze, it is known as the Corpse Bank."
Low-level cultivators who cannot yet use divine sense teleportation will find it difficult to leave Yunmeng Marsh alive once they step into it.
Even cultivators with water-elemental roots are no exception.
Song Chen's eyes widened in shock: "Why is that?"
Mo Yue explained:
"The seabed of Yunmengze is extremely deep, reaching a depth of three thousand meters."
This depth makes the water flow direction inside Yunmengze very complex.
In addition, there are many springs at the bottom of the lake, which constantly gushed water upwards, causing whirlpools to frequently appear at the bottom of Yunmengze.
Most of the monks were caught in the whirlpool and found it difficult to surface, remaining stuck at the bottom of the sea.
Moreover, the deeper the water, the lower the water temperature, and the less spiritual energy it contains.
The lowest underwater temperature is enough to freeze a cultivator below the Nascent Soul stage to death within a single day.
This terrifying description sent chills down Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi's spines.
The old ancestor Wuzhiqi seemed somewhat eager to try, and he asked:
“It’s not easy for malevolent energy to condense. There’s so much malevolent energy in Yunmeng Marsh, haven’t you thought about how to deal with it? Why don’t you take me to see it? Perhaps I have a way to deal with it!”
Mo Yue gave Wu Zhiqi a deep look:
“Then let’s go down and take a look. The evil energy in the water is hard to remove. Once you are entangled by the evil energy, your cultivation progress will slow down, and we can only hide.”
Moreover, the fiendish corpses in the water have existed for a very long time, some having already achieved considerable cultivation, so even those ancient ghost cultivators dare not approach them easily. We are somewhat at a loss.”
Then.
Led by the four great demon ancestors, the group defied buoyancy and ventured underwater to explore.
After diving to a depth of one thousand meters.
Although Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi were on Wuzhiqi Laozu's shoulder, they were already experiencing difficulty breathing.
Their lungs seemed about to burst from the pressure in the water.
The Demon Ancestor, Mo Yue, personally placed a protective array around the two of them.
Their discomfort was then somewhat relieved.
After diving to a depth of 2,000 meters.
All the ancestors put on protective shields for themselves.
At this time, the ocean currents were turbulent, and countless whirlpools were hidden in the water.
If you're not careful, you might get caught in the vortex and not be able to get out easily.
When they descended to 2,800 meters, they finally saw the scenery before them.
"vomit!"
"vomit!"
Upon closer inspection of the scenery, everyone was gagging.
In the deepest part of the water, countless corpses floated densely.
These bodies were not lying down, but standing up.
The male corpse leaned slightly forward, and the female corpse leaned slightly backward. They drifted with the current, as if taking a walk underwater.
If you encounter a whirlpool in the water, you can see the corpse spinning around, as if it's dancing.
The water was too cold, so the bodies were frozen solid, essentially refrigerated, and their surfaces were completely calcified.
Upon hearing the sound of retching, Zhao Ziyi felt, whether it was his imagination or not, that the heads of the corpses seemed to move collectively.
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