Yang Zhen knew that the magma was very hot, but he never thought it would be so hot. When he turned 360 degrees in the air and landed beautifully in the water... after landing in the magma, he instantly felt a huge wave of fire rushing towards him from all directions, enveloping him almost in an instant.

The terrifying fire energy was violent and raging, trying desperately to drill into Yang Zhen's body. How could Yang Zhen dare to let this thing enter his body? He hurriedly closed his five senses and blocked all the fire energy outside.

"Damn it, you better be careful, bitch. I may not be able to get out for a while."

Yang Zhen doggy-paddled, grimacing in pain from the heat. He gave some instructions to the cheap cat, took a deep breath, and dived back into the lava with a plop.

This was an enormous magma lake. Yang Zhen didn't know how long he had been swimming. With his level of cultivation, he could hardly hold it in any longer and finally he came out with a plop.

Before Yang Zhen could breathe a sigh of relief, a chill hit him in the face, making him shiver.

"Damn it, are the people of the Beiqi demon tribe all perverts? It's just a place for sacrificial offerings, why did they have to put it somewhere else? Why did they have to put it in such a hellish place?"

Waves of ghostly howling sounds were heard, as if there were endless evil spirits roaring and screaming, which made people feel creepy.

As soon as Yang Zhen finished speaking, a clear voice rang out: "Humans? You finally found this place!"

Hearing this, Yang Zhen's expression brightened, and he said, "Who is talking? Is it the little fox's sister?"

Not far away, a slender figure trembled all over, looked at Yang Zhen in surprise, and asked in astonishment: "Do you know Jue'er? Where is she? How is she now?"

When Yang Zhen saw the face of the graceful girl, he was stunned. He thought to himself that the world was blessed with talent. These girls from the demon tribe were truly a gift from heaven and earth. Each one was more beautiful than the other.

Since the woman could name the little fox, she must be the sister she mentioned. Yang Zhen didn't want to stay in this ghost place for a moment. After hearing what the demon woman said, he nodded and said, "It's you, little fox... Jue'er asked me to save you, come with me."

"With you?"

The demon woman was startled, and looked Yang Zhen up and down, and said, "It's useless. There are hundreds of Saint-level restrictions in the Tomb of the Dead. I don't know how you got in, but now that you're in, don't even think about getting out."

"Hundreds of restrictions?" Yang Zhen was shocked. "Damn it, I've never heard of so many restrictions buried in one's ancestral tomb. Forget it, are you going to leave or not?"

Yang Zhen had no intention of wasting time with this woman. He came here mainly to see if he could find the Heart of Heaven and Earth. As for saving this demon woman, it was only because he saw that the little fox was so determined and felt a little pitiful that he did it.

If this evil woman who didn't even want to tell her name was determined to die, Yang Zhen would turn around and leave.

The life and death of the little fox and her sister has nothing to do with Yang Zhen, and even the people of the world have nothing to do with him. Yang Zhen has always been a selfish person. He does all this just to keep his bottom line.

Seeing that Yang Zhen didn't seem to be worried at all about the hundreds of restrictions she mentioned, the demon woman's face flashed with surprise, and she sneered and said, "The hatred between humans and demons is irreconcilable. My mission here is to completely detonate the Tomb of the Dead Souls. By then, all of you human cultivators who have entered Beiqi will die here."

Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, "Why are you so talkative? I felt sorry for you, the little fox, so I came to rescue you, but you just wanted to die. I don't want to bother with your business. I just want to ask you one question: are you willing to detonate the grave of the dead?"

The demon woman's expression froze, and a trace of struggle flashed across her face.

The demon woman was about to speak, but Yang Zhen interrupted her with a wave of his hand and continued, "Don't you think it's ridiculous to let a delicate little woman like you shoulder the grudges of those bastards from 20,000 years ago?"

As Yang Zhen spoke, he looked around and felt the evil aura around him getting stronger and stronger. His face changed and he stared at the demon woman and said, "Has the Tomb of the Dead Souls begun to erupt?"

"Really... is it like this?" The demon woman stared at Yang Zhen blankly, a look of struggle flashing across her face, and a look of confusion.

"What? What did you say?" Yang Zhen's spiritual power extended outward, feeling the increasingly violent aura around him. Those deafening roars made people shudder.

"Damn, how many people are buried in this grave?" Yang Zhen ignored the demon woman and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Even if they are dead, their souls will be scattered or they will simply enter reincarnation. Why are the souls here so violent and look like they will never be reborn?"

Yang Zhen stared at the flustered demon woman and asked word by word, "What on earth did you do?"

"No, you don't understand. For the sake of the Beiqi people, these ancestors willingly entered the Tomb of the Dead, just to protect the people one day in the future. How can you humans understand the sacrifices of the Beiqi ancestors?"

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, pointing at the dead souls outside the restriction and said, "It's ridiculous. Look at these people. Open your big black eyes and look at them. Which one of them is willing? Even if they were willing at the beginning, they have become crazy over the years. Death is the greatest thing, and only when you are buried in the earth can you rest in peace. Now these guys can't even enter reincarnation, they have no spiritual intelligence, and have become monsters that only know how to kill. Once you completely stimulate the evil spirit in their bodies, they won't even have a chance to be destroyed..."

At this point, Yang Zhen turned around and walked away, sneering: "You so-called descendants, you feel at ease saying that you have made sacrifices for them. Damn, you are a bunch of ungrateful wolves. In my opinion, you bastards, scums who even took advantage of our ancestors, don't deserve to live in this world."

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Filial piety is the most important virtue. Yang Zhen has always believed that people who don't even respect their elders are the biggest bastards in the world. Today, Yang Zhen finally realized what absurdity is.

Yang Zhen didn't intend to care about this matter. Maybe this was the tradition of Beiqi people. Why should a human boy like him worry about it?

The demon woman looked at Yang Zhen blankly, as if she didn't understand why Yang Zhen was so angry. Then a trace of anger flashed across her face, and she said to Yang Zhen: "You...what rights do you have to criticize the traditions of our Beiqi clan?"

Yang Zhen stopped and stared at the demon woman for a moment, then shook his head and said, "You are wrong. Only a fool would care about the mess of your Beiqi clan. I am just feeling sorry for your ancestors. In addition, if I am not mistaken, the luck of your Beiqi clan is almost exhausted, right?"

Hearing the last sentence, the demon woman's face changed drastically. She looked at Yang Zhen in horror and asked, "How do you know? No, this is impossible. This is the biggest secret of my Beiqi clan. How could you know?"

Yang Zhen exclaimed, "You really got it right by me? Damn it, you guys are so bad for the harmony of heaven, it's strange that your luck can be good. By the way, which direction is the heart of heaven and earth? Thank you!"

The demon woman pointed in a direction with a dull look on her face, then her expression changed drastically and she hurriedly took two steps forward: "Sir, please stay?"

"What are you doing?" Yang Zhen looked at the direction the demon woman was pointing, which was similar to the direction he had judged.

The demon woman's eyes were filled with tears. She slowly knelt in front of Yang Zhen and said, "Please, sir, save the Beiqi tribe!"

(End of this chapter)