Shen Huairu searched frantically, but she searched the entire area under the Demon-Suppressing Great Wall and even inside Yangguan City. She was very surprised by Bai Yao's departure without saying goodbye. She never expected that the girl would be so bold. However, after thinking about it carefully, she must have gone outside of Xiliang.
Shen Huairu originally wanted to chase after Bai Yao, but after seeing the scene outside the entire Demon-Suppressing Great Wall, she realized that if humans went outside, they would basically not be able to come back alive.
But Bai Yao is different. The demonic power she possesses is so great that ordinary demons dare not even look at her. Moreover, outside of Xiliang, she is even safer than Xiao Yuhan.
On this day, another all-out attack was launched outside the Great Wall of Demons, and a great war was about to break out. This was the only invasion of such a large scale in thousands of years, and the Great Wall of Demons was on the verge of collapse.
The human cultivators did not know what the future held, but within Sunshine City, countless people had already been arranged to flee to the Central Plains. Fortunately, the great array on the Demon-Suppressing Great Wall was quite powerful, so despite the demon race's reckless attacks, they still could not easily reach the Demon-Suppressing Great Wall.
Shen Huairu and the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect naturally joined the battle at the Demon-Suppressing Great Wall, because if this place fell, the demon races outside Xiliang would enter the Central Plains, not to mention the restoration of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
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Half a month later, following the information given by Jiang Yining, Xiao Yuhan found the legendary Blood Spirit Abyss. He never imagined that there would actually be such a place in this vast desert.
Before the precipice, Xiao Yuhan looked down. The blood-red mountain mist obscured the scenery below, but a green oasis could still be vaguely seen. Within this basin, there was a hidden paradise. As he thought about it, Xiao Yuhan turned his head and saw a stone tablet. The tablet read: "Do not think of me, do not forget me, for in retrospect, it was all just a dream."
This seems to be the line of poetry describing the Blood Spirit Abyss. Xiao Yuhan was still cautious and did not jump down directly, because whether from Li Wenruo's words or the descriptions of other demon disciples, they became demon disciples by leaping down into the Blood Spirit Abyss.
So he was thinking about what this leap really meant, worried that he might end up becoming a demon himself, which would be a ridiculous situation.
Xiao Yuhan observed for a long time, but still couldn't find any clues. He pondered for a long time, and finally threw a stone down, but there was no reaction. So he gritted his teeth and thought that if he was afraid of both front and back, he would be unable to do anything. So he jumped into the Blood Spirit Abyss.
However, he still summoned his immortal sword and rode it until he entered the blood-red mist. Suddenly, Xiao Yuhan felt that he could no longer control the sword, and the blood-red mist seemed to have a magical power, beginning to attack his body. Xiao Yuhan quickly used his internal energy to resist, but fortunately, the mist was not very powerful, and he was not corroded by it.
Just when Xiao Yuhan thought he had a chance, everything suddenly went black. He steadied himself again and opened his eyes to find himself back at the edge of the cliff. "Was what I just saw an illusion? No, I've experienced similar illusions before, but none of them felt as real as this. It doesn't seem to be an illusion. Could it be..."
As she spoke, Xiao Yuhan noticed the large rock in front of her. Wasn't this the one she had just thrown down? It had reappeared before her eyes?
With a try-it-and-see attitude, he threw the large rock down again. After waiting for a long time, he was certain that his judgment was correct: the Blood Spirit Abyss would not accept anything from outside.
But how can I get in? Do I really have to become a demon disciple? Xiao Yuhan shook his head hurriedly. After thinking for a long time, he started researching again. This delay lasted for several days. He tried every possible method, but even though the Blood Spirit Abyss was right in front of him, he still couldn't find a way to get in.
By the seventh day, Xiao Yuhan was already somewhat exasperated. "What kind of place is this? It's neither a proper barrier nor a proper restriction..."
Just when he was out of ideas, a voice came from not far behind him, "Xiao Yuhan, I knew you were here from the very first day. I've been waiting for you for a week now, and you still can't get in. I guess I overestimated you."
Xiao Yuhan turned her head and saw Murong Zhi not far away. She frowned and said, "It's you, Yu Hui. It seems you really like my disciple's body."
"The male lead, who doesn't like him? Even you want to steal his protagonist aura, don't you?" Murong Zhi said with a smile.
"Spare my disciple. I'm here now. This time, let's settle things once and for all."
"Hahaha... Xiao Yuhan, aren't you getting too into character? In the end, you're not the real Xiao Yuhan, just a pitiful soul chosen by the system. Why do you care whether someone in this fake world is alive or dead?"
Xiao Yuhan slowly walked towards Murong Zhi, drew her Junmo sword, and approached with a smile.
"Xiao Yuhan, don't be in such a hurry to make a move. We're from the same hometown, after all. Why don't we have a chat?"
Xiao Yuhan remained expressionless, though he was actually quite curious about Yu Hui, the person who had transmigrated here just like him.
"Oh? What do you want to talk about?"
With a casual wave of his hand, Murong Zhi caused Xiao Yuhan's surroundings to darken. The next moment, he appeared directly inside the Heavenly Demon Abyss. "Murong Zhi" sat on the throne, took out a teapot and teacups, and then pushed one aside. A cup of tea flew to Xiao Yuhan, who caught it steadily. "Who exactly are you? Is Yu Hui your real name?"
Murong Zhi took a sip of tea. "Alright, Xiao Yuhan, we're the same kind of people, so let's not hide it. I'm from 2008, what about you?"
“12 years,” Xiao Yuhan replied.
Murong Zhi thought for a moment and said, "There is only a four-year difference, but in reality, I have been in this world for countless years."
Xiao Yuhan thought for a moment and asked, "I have a lot of questions I want to ask. We've already come this far, why don't we talk some more?"
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