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Chapter 206 The Perils of Fallen Demon Valley! The Longevity Fruit!

Just as everyone held their breath, waiting for the Ghost Spirit Gate to open the teleportation array.

Suddenly, a dazzling light appeared on the distant horizon, and an incomparably brilliant white rainbow shot towards us like lightning tearing through the sky!

Wherever it passed, the clouds and mist dispersed, and its earth-shattering aura caused many Nascent Soul cultivators present to change color.

"what?"

"Who is this person? Their speed is astonishing!"

The cultivators, who had been resting with their eyes closed or talking in hushed tones, all looked up, their gazes filled with surprise and uncertainty as they looked toward the direction where the white rainbow had descended.

The white rainbow circled once above the valley entrance, then its light faded, revealing an old man dressed in a blue robe, with a gaunt face and three long strands of beard under his chin.

The man stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping calmly over the crowd below. A powerful aura, as deep as a bottomless abyss and as imposing as a mountain, instantly spread out, causing many cultivators with weaker auras to feel a sinking feeling in their hearts.

"Wei Wuyai!"

"It's actually Elder Wei from the Nine Kingdoms Alliance!"

"One of the three great cultivators of Tiannan! Why is he here too?"

Upon seeing the old man's face, a collective gasp rippled through the crowd, and the hidden cultivators stirred in commotion.

As the pillar of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance, Wei Wuyai usually lives a secluded life.

The fact that they actually came to Fallen Demon Valley this time suggests that the Nine Kingdoms Alliance is determined to obtain a certain treasure within Fallen Demon Valley.

Surprisingly, after Wei Wuyai revealed himself, he ignored the astonished looks of the crowd, glanced down indifferently, and then landed directly in front of the Ghost Spirit Sect members, only a few feet away from the Wang Tiansheng and Wang Tiangu brothers.

"Brother Wei, you've finally arrived. I thought you had been delayed by something. If that's the case, we'll probably have to postpone our entry into the valley." Wang Tiansheng greeted him with a smile and a hint of ingratiation in his voice.

Wei Wuyai's expression was indifferent, ignoring the smile on Wang Tiansheng's face. He simply spoke coldly, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears:

"Since I, Wei, have promised Fellow Daoist Wang, I naturally won't easily change my mind. However, Fellow Daoist Wang, you'd better be truthful. If the valley doesn't contain what you mentioned, don't blame me for turning ruthless!"

These words only fueled the astonishment and uncertainty of those around them.

Wei Wuyai and the Ghost Spirit Sect, one righteous and one demonic, have a delicate relationship and often clash.

Now, Wei Wuyai has not only come in person, but his words also seem to indicate that he has reached some kind of deal with the Ghost Spirit Sect, or even that he came for a specific "thing"... There is probably a lot of shady stuff going on here.

Lin Chuan stood on a small hill not far away, taking in all of this. He sneered inwardly, "It seems that the Ghost Spirit Sect finally obtained the scroll containing the ancient demon's blood flame fragment and used it to lure Wei Wuyai into their trap. Wei Wuyai is only interested in obtaining the map of Lingmiao Garden, but he doesn't realize that he is stepping into the ancient demon's trap step by step."

In his view, this so-called "transaction" was nothing more than a series of traps set up by the ancient demons using the greedy nature of humankind.

"Rest assured, fellow Daoist. How could I dare to deceive Brother Wei?" Wang Tiansheng said with an unchanged smile and a firm assurance.

After waiting for about an hour, the Ghost Spirit Sect disciples finally completed the final adjustments to the formation.

In the center of the magic array, more than a dozen grooves were already filled with mid-grade spirit stones, but the very center groove was still empty.

At this moment, Wang Tiansheng solemnly took out a spirit stone from an exquisite wooden box.

The spirit stone was entirely golden, with an astonishingly rich spiritual energy, its light shimmering and radiating auspicious hues.

"High-grade spirit stones?!"

"It's a high-grade spirit stone! This kind of thing is almost extinct in Tiannan!"

"The Ghost Spirit Sect actually went to the trouble of using a high-grade spirit stone to activate this teleportation array!"

Upon seeing this item, the crowd erupted in another uproar. High-grade spirit stones contain a hundred times more spiritual energy than mid-grade spirit stones, and are extremely rare, often only recorded in ancient books. The impact of their appearance in the world is unimaginable.

Lin Chuan glanced at the high-grade spirit stone, but his heart remained unmoved.

He owns a high-level spirit stone mine in the Chaotic Star Sea, and now carries tens of thousands of high-level spirit stones with him, so naturally he wouldn't take this one seriously.

"I am Wang Tiansheng of the Ghost Spirit Sect, now serving as its Sect Master."

Wang Tiansheng embedded the high-grade spirit stone into the central groove, and the magic array immediately hummed and shone brightly.

He surveyed his surroundings and announced loudly, "I won't waste any more words. The path into the valley is now properly prepared, and the spatial rifts have been greatly reduced and stabilized. We can enter the valley now! Those who possess the Demon-Slaying Token, step forward one by one and prepare for teleportation!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the cultivators holding the Demon-Slaying Tokens began to line up.

"Buzz—"

The teleportation array flickered with light, and beams of light shot into the sky.

In just a quarter of an hour, more than 300 cultivators had been teleported into the Fallen Demon Valley, accounting for almost a quarter of the cultivators present.

Lin Chuan keenly noticed that Han Li was also mixed in with the crowd, holding the Demon-Slaying Token, when he was swept up by a beam of light and disappeared into the magic array.

"It seems highly likely that Han Li also participated in the search for the Cangkun Ruins back then..."

"It seems highly likely that Han Li also participated in the search for the Cangkun Ruins back then..."

Lin Chuan murmured to himself.

Then, they walked towards the teleportation array.

When it was Lin Chuan's turn, he calmly stepped onto the magic circle.

With Wang Tiansheng's command, a beam of light enveloped him, and the scenery before his eyes rapidly distorted and stretched. The next moment, he lost all perception of the outside world.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Chuan felt his body lighten and his feet firmly planted on the ground.

He found himself standing atop a barren, rocky hill.

The surroundings were desolate and lifeless, the ground had an eerie gray-black color, and a faint smell of decay permeated the air.

Looking around, there was no one there; it seemed that the teleportation array's landing point was completely random.

Looking up, the sky was shrouded in a thin layer of gray mist. When I extended my divine sense, I immediately felt an invisible resistance. Clearly, the sky above was filled with powerful ancient restrictions, making it impossible to fly high.

He could only activate his escape light and fly cautiously at low altitude.

"call--"

A breeze, almost imperceptible to the naked eye, swept by, causing Lin Chuan to frown and abruptly stop.

In the air ahead, a semi-transparent arc of light, like ripples on water, hung silently without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy. If his divine sense had not far surpassed that of others of the same level, he would have almost overlooked it.

"Spatial rift!"

Lin Chuan felt a chill run down his spine.

He stopped his escape and carefully examined the arc of light. Suddenly, he raised his arm and made a virtual slash from a distance!

A sharp cyan sword aura appeared out of thin air, slicing through the sky and fiercely slashing down towards the arc of light.

"boom!"

A burst of blue light flashed, and the moment the sword energy made contact with the arc of light, it vanished without a trace, as if it had disappeared into the sea.

The strange arc of light remained suspended in the air as if nothing had happened, without even a ripple.

"Just as I thought." Lin Chuan understood. "This is a visible spatial rift. Although it's easy to avoid, its destructive power is extremely strong. If you encounter one of those invisible and intangible ones..."

He recalled the legendary invisible rifts that even divine sense couldn't detect; those were the real killing intent.

The slightest mistake could lead to death and the annihilation of one's body, leaving no trace.

"I remember the divination this morning said that after teleporting, flying to the right and forward would reveal a stone mountain shaped like a bull's head. There are restrictions within the mountain; breaking them would reveal an ancient cultivation site..."

Lin Chuan determined his direction, then without hesitation, he activated his escape light and cautiously flew towards the right front. Along the way, he encountered several visible spatial rifts, which he avoided in advance.

……

More than a hundred miles away, a plump old man was also staring at a much smaller arc of light, about a foot long, and muttering similar words.

"That was quite a close call. It actually teleported me right next to a spatial rift. If I had veered another ten or so feet, I would have been dead. It seems there are quite a few spatial rifts in this Fallen Demon Valley. I really need to be more careful."

The old man muttered to himself, his face turning somewhat pale.

He then observed his surroundings, and after confirming with his divine sense that there was no danger, he chose a direction, and with a flash of light, he flew five or six zhang away, preparing to leave.

Suddenly, a white light appeared on the way.

The old man didn't even have time to scream before his body was instantly severed in two.

Two severed corpses, reeking of blood, fell to the ground. The old man's face was filled with disbelief and resentment in his final moments.

The spatial rift that had just appeared lost all its brilliance and slowly became transparent and invisible again.

If another person comes, they will also be unable to detect its presence.

In another place, three cultivators dressed in brocade robes were flying back and forth through a pile of rocks, sweating profusely. But no matter which direction they went, every few dozen feet they flew away, a seven-colored cloud would appear and block their way.

"No, we can't get out like this. Those bastards from the Ghost Spirit Sect actually teleported the three of us into this restriction. Once we get out, we'll definitely settle the score with them."

A burly man with a face full of scars finally couldn't help but stop.

He started swearing loudly.

"Hmph, save your breath. The Ghost Spirit Sect wouldn't be afraid of trouble from small sects like us. Besides, they said from the beginning that the teleportation is random. Even if you're teleported into a spatial rift, it's just bad luck. Fortunately, although this restriction is powerful, it doesn't seem to be an offensive type. We can find a way out eventually." Another cultivator with high cheekbones stopped and said coldly.

"But if we do that, won't the treasures in the valley be snatched up by others? You know, with our cultivation levels, the three of us can only search for treasures in the outer valley at most. Going to the inner valley would be suicide. And we've already gone bankrupt trying to buy this Demon-Slaying Token."

The scarred giant shook his head repeatedly. "If that's the case, the only way is to break the restriction with brute force. Although this restriction looks somewhat magical, the restrictions of the outer valley can't be that powerful. In this way, although it will consume more magic power, we can get out immediately." After hesitating for a moment, the high-cheekbone cultivator said.

"Alright, that's the only way. Second brother, your magic weapon is an attack type, so it all depends on you. The two of us will assist you from the side." Another dark-skinned cultivator thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"Leave this to me. A few moves will be enough to destroy this damn thing," the burly man said, his spirits lifting.

Then he opened his mouth.

It emitted a burst of yellow light, inside which was a small, square stone seal.

The burly man formed hand seals and pointed at the stone seal. Instantly, the stone seal swelled rapidly in the wind, growing to several feet in size in the blink of an eye.

The other two released two flying swords, one red and one white, each gleaming with light.

As the three of them unleashed their magical weapons...

The restrictions have fluctuated.

The three were taken aback, not yet understanding what had happened.

Above the barrier, countless fiery clouds began to gather and churn.

A wave of intense heat instantly filled every part of the rosy glow.

"What's going on? Didn't you say that this restriction is not offensive?" The scarred man shouted in shock and anger upon seeing this.

But the other two had no time to answer the big man's surprised question, because the fiery clouds in the sky were already pressing down without any mercy.

At this, the three men, including the burly man, were terrified and activated their magical treasures to protect themselves. They frantically slapped several talismans onto their bodies, and protective shields of various attributes flickered and lit up on them.

However, the crimson clouds did not slow down and engulfed the three of them in an instant.

A moment later, three piercing screams rang out from the fiery clouds, then silence fell.

The pile of rubble was now deserted.

Only three magical treasures lay on the ground, their radiance extremely dim, as if they had lost all their spiritual power.

……

Lin Chuan's side.

Along the way, they relied on several magical artifacts to clear the path ahead, narrowly avoiding several invisible spatial rifts.

Soon after, a strangely shaped stone mountain, resembling a bull's head, appeared at the edge of Linchuan's view. The stone mountain was barren, pitch black, and exuded a cold and eerie aura.

Lin Chuan landed at the foot of the mountain, scanned the area with his divine sense, and quickly found a cave entrance that was covered by a restriction.

He raised his hand and unleashed several sword strikes, the barrier flashing a few times before shattering with a deafening roar.

The cave was dry and cold, and deep inside lay a skeleton that had long since turned to dust.

There was no storage bag next to the corpse, indicating that this ancient cultivator did not carry many possessions during his lifetime, or that they had long been eroded away by the passage of time.

But Lin Chuan's gaze was drawn to a small tree in a corner of the cave.

The sapling was only about three feet tall, with long, slender, dark green leaves and two fist-sized, jade-green fruits hanging from the top of its branches.

The fruit has a smooth and delicate surface and emits a fresh and elegant fragrance that is invigorating.

"This is... the fruit of eternal life!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Chuan's eyes. This spiritual fruit was a rare treasure in the world, a precious longevity-enhancing herb that could add fifty years to one's lifespan! For those Nascent Soul cultivators whose lifespan was nearing its end, it was simply a priceless treasure.

Without any hesitation, he picked the two longevity fruits, put them into a jade box, and sealed them carefully.

This trip to the Fallen Demon Valley was so short, yet we've already obtained such a treasure; it's truly beyond my expectations.

After putting away the spiritual fruit, Lin Chuan left Ox Head Stone Mountain and continued his journey deeper into Fallen Demon Valley.

After flying for about two more hours, a faint light curtain appeared ahead.

The light screen was pale purple, with runes flowing across it, radiating powerful spatial fluctuations and a restrictive aura.

"Naigu!"

Lin Chuan stopped his escape and stared at the light screen. The so-called "inner valley" was actually a place where the central area of ​​the Fallen Demon Valley was once again enclosed by an even more powerful ancient restriction.

That is the truly dangerous place, and also the place where many cultivators dream of finding their opportunity.

There are many passages leading to the inner valley, but each passage is heavily fortified and fraught with danger.

Trying to force your way in would be like throwing an egg against a rock, only to suffer the consequences.

"The divination results will be updated in two hours."

Lin Chuan glanced at the sky but didn't rush to find the passage.

He found a relatively secluded crevice in the rocks, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes to rest.

"Let's wait a bit longer. Perhaps after the divination results refresh, it will guide me to a passage with relatively weaker restrictions."

In this perilous Demon Valley, patience and caution are often more effective at saving lives than powerful cultivation.

Lin Chuan quietly awaited the arrival of the next divination, which would be the key guide for him to delve deeper into the inner valley.