Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

In the deep sea, two figures were like bubbles rising and falling with the waves. One of them was imposing, with disheveled hair and wearing a green robe; the other had a stern face, looked majestic without even getting angry, and was dressed like an ancient Taoist priest.

In front of the two of them was an extremely heavy shadow, layer upon layer of shadows, like thick, insoluble ink.

The two looked ahead and continued their conversation:

"The Lord of the Little Demon Abyss has a mysterious origin and has never been reported to have any achievements in the cultivation world. It's like he appeared out of thin air. After so many years, he has made such a big noise here. Brother Xing, don't you find it strange?"

Ancestor Xing whispered:

"There are many secrets in the cultivation world. I am not omniscient and omnipotent. This small demon abyss is too far away from me, Qi Yun, so I have never paid attention to it."

When Crazy Nie heard this, he started laughing, but there was a hint of mockery in his smile.

"The Little Demonic Abyss is a place of filth and iniquity. How many righteous monks have been killed here? I have always wanted to promote a war to open up this place, but you have always rejected it. Why do you agree now?"

Patriarch Xing still said expressionlessly:

"This is what my senior brother meant. I am only responsible for doing the work and I don't care about anything else."

"Don't try to use Tiandi Peak to pressure others. I have seen everything you Qiyun has done."

Crazy Nie seemed to be very excited, which was very rare among the Divine Transformation cultivators.

With a lifespan of thousands or tens of thousands of years, every Divine Transformation cultivator has experienced too many things. There are very few Divine Transformation cultivators who can express their attitude like Crazy Nie.

Perhaps this is the purity of sword cultivation. Because of its purity, it is powerful, and because of its purity, it sticks to its own nature.

Hearing this, Patriarch Xing sighed and said bluntly:

"Fellow Daoist Nie, I don't know where you got the news from, but there is nothing wrong with us Qi Yun. If you suspect that this little demon abyss has something to do with me Qi Yun, you can just speak openly in front of the Great Zhou Academy. There is no need to test me here."

Seeing that Old Ancestor Xing was sincere, Crazy Nie snorted and looked straight ahead.

"My wish is that the sea waves will be calm and open!"

Crazy Nie had grasped a sword at some point, and then swung it at the towering Little Demon Abyss in front of him.

A moment later, the layers of protective restrictions, rock caves, and even the sea surface above the Little Demon Abyss were all broken by one strike. After thousands of years, the cave inside the Little Demon Abyss saw the midday sun for the first time.

Above the sea, huge shuttles were lined up in neat rows and flying forward continuously.

The magnificent formation split the sea surface into two halves, revealing the naked mountain on the seabed. No matter how the surrounding sea water squeezed, it could not submerge this pitch-black mountain again. The disguise of the Little Demon Abyss had been completely torn off.

"Hurry, hurry, follow the previous drill. Team 3, pay attention to protecting the left wing."

A hurried order came from the mouth of the Jindan cultivator sent by the Great Zhou Academy.

On a huge flying shuttle, Lu Zhi's team gathered together, paying close attention to the orders of the monks from the Da Zhou Academy ahead.

This standard flying shuttle of the Da Zhou Academy can carry more than 1,500 people, and there are so many flying shuttles like this one, all around Lu Zhi, that he can't see the end at a glance.

"Attention, we're about to go down, get ready!!"

Following the reminder from the Jindan Confucian cultivator from the Great Zhou Academy, the shuttle that Lu Zhi was on headed straight down.

The dazzling sunlight was replaced by dim rock walls, and the open view suddenly became gloomy.

"Wow!"

Several exclamations came from behind Lu Zhi. They were from those casual cultivators in Baishan who had never seen the world.

There was no time to stop them, Lu Zhi himself was a little surprised.

This is the legendary Little Demon Abyss, a mysterious place that Lu Zhi has heard of since he was born.

However, as the spirit shuttle went down, Lu Zhi began to feel disappointed. He had thought that the Little Demon Abyss was mysterious, magnificent, and dangerous, but when he actually entered, he found that the Little Demon Abyss was nothing more than an uglier and more evil mountain.

At this time, the shuttle of Da Zhou Academy went straight down. The sunlight above gradually turned into a thinner line. Suddenly, both sides of the isthmus became as smooth as a mirror. Many large and small caves revealed dark openings on the mirror like scars. Each opening was symmetrically distributed on both sides of the stone wall. The cuts at the edges were flush with the mirror surface. They should be passages that originally existed underground and were split open by humans.

After descending through many levels, Lu Zhi was shocked to find that the gap he entered was not formed naturally, but was the result of being split open by a sword.

"Hiss... one sword? It was actually just one sword!? All the cuts are even and consistent. Could it be that the terrain here is the result of the power of a cultivator's sword? This is impossible!"

Lu Zhi took a deep breath. It was really hard to believe that such a huge isthmus could be split in half with one sword, and on the bottom of the sea.

"Everyone, cheer up! Don't let go of the formation flags, and inject spiritual power at any time when ordered!"

"No talking, no looking around, no..."

"Those who disrupt the formation will be killed, and those who flee in the battle will be killed..."

The leading Confucian cultivator kept repeating the prohibitions. At this moment, he could feel the fear and worry of the people behind him.

Lu Zhi also understood this, so he was not too nervous because he was also a veteran.

But now Lu Zhi’s mind is still on that sword mark. How can he not be yearning for such great power?

"Prepare to fight the enemy. Attention, Spirit Crystal Crossbow, fire!"

Before Lu Zhi could calm down, a large number of sea beasts and monsters swarmed in from the cut cave.

"Bang bang bang!"

On the Da Zhou Academy's standard flying shuttle, one hundred and eight spirit crystal crossbows began to unleash their power, continuously spewing out deadly spirit crystal arrows at the incoming sea beasts and monsters.

The eyes of these sea beasts and monsters were all red, and it was obvious that their minds had been controlled, otherwise, based on their instincts, they would not have come forward like this.

The small crystal arrows hit these sea beasts, leaving a huge hole. Some of the skinny sea beasts exploded directly.

"Hurry up and seize the position to clear the way for the following monks. Get down now."

A Jindan Confucian cultivator from the Da Zhou Academy led the team to jump down, and then the Confucian cultivators who jumped down with him, holding command flags, and forty-nine foundation-building cultivators worked together to hit a third-order formation talisman disk directly onto the rock wall.

"Thunder!"

This third-level formation was activated instantly, and the high-quality thunder spirit stone reserved in the talisman disk was directly turned into ashes. Then a thick thunder chain burst out and swept towards the surging sea beasts in front.

Instantly, the smell of burnt flesh and blood emerged, making everyone who had just jumped off the shuttle feel nauseous.

"Forward, forward!"

Led by a Jindan Confucian cultivator from the Great Zhou Academy, forty-nine foundation-building cultivators waved command flags and advanced forward step by step.

Thunder continued to explode, and in the dim cave, the light on Lu Zhi's face varied.

At this moment, Lu Zhi took a deep breath of the fragrant air here and shouted angrily:

"Lin character flag, form a formation!"

A hundred Baishan monks quickly formed a military formation, with a few core Qingyuan Sect disciples holding up the formation flag in the center, a dozen skilled practitioners guarding the periphery, and those mediocre Qi-refining monks not sparing their spiritual power at all, continuously transferring it to the flags in their hands.

At this moment, small teams like Lu Zhi jumped off the shuttles like dumplings, formed a military formation, and followed the team of the Great Zhou Academy step by step, advancing forward.

When all the monks on this shuttle get off, the next shuttle will dock, and then the next team of monks will jump out.

In an instant, the originally deep and silent Small Demon Abyss was filled with thunder and shouts of killing.

Fang Qingyuan was also near the Small Demon Abyss at this time. As an important force in determining the direction of the war, he had to deal with those Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators to prevent them from attacking those low-level cultivators.

However, the current pioneering war has just begun, and neither side is in a hurry.

The Da Zhou Academy wanted to seize the landing point and then eat away at it step by step.

It is unrealistic to completely pacify the Little Demon Abyss in one fell swoop within just a few months.

Moreover, as the pioneering team went deeper, they found that the corridors inside this small Demon Abyss were as criss-crossed as a maze, so large-scale military formations were useless. They could only rely on individual teams to make their way through and thoroughly understand all the routes.

At that time, it will be the normal mode of opening up war, and during this period, it may last for several years.

At the moment, in order to seize a foothold and build a favorable environment for their rear, they have no choice but to fight more fiercely.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan relaxed a little. At the beginning, those Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators should not take action.

Fang Qingyuan glanced aside and saw Chu Wen staring at the sword mark in front of him, lost in thought.

At this time, Chu Wen was sitting cross-legged with the Seven-Star Sword on his knees. His eyes were focused yet confused, and he also looked happy, but also annoyed.

As a cultivator who also wields swords, Chu Wen was much more obsessed with the sword mark in front of him than Fang Qingyuan.

Chu Wen could see more details. Crazy Nie split the Little Demon Abyss with one sword, almost splitting it in half. This kind of divine power is the ultimate romantic fantasy of all sword wielders in the world.

Seeing Chu Wen was still comprehending, Fang Qingyuan felt a little bored. The two of them were waiting for the possible appearance of the 'Corpse King' Xiao Tong. Chu Wen had the sword path to comprehend, but he was not a pure sword practitioner. When he tried to comprehend, it was like he was looking through a thick gauze curtain, which was very uncomfortable.

The path of infinite evolution encompasses everything, but Crazy Nie's sword power is not something he can easily comprehend.

As a swordsman, if Chu Wen wanted to fully comprehend the power of this sword, he might not be able to do it even if he sat here for a hundred years.

"Brother Chu Wen, I'm going to take a look ahead, do you want to come with me?"

Chu Wen shook his head slightly. He didn't want to waste time. If the Little Demon Abyss was opened up, he would have to go to guard his own fiefdom, and he might not have time to come here to comprehend in the future.

Crazy Nie from the Qinglian Sword Sect is recognized as the best sword practitioner in this world. If Chu Wen had not been born in Qiyun, as a sword practitioner, he would definitely have gone to the Qinglian Sword Sect for further training.

Fang Qingyuan didn't care about him and let him continue to comprehend here. He quietly used his body skills and moved forward.

As a leader, he was still somewhat worried about his disciples. At least Jue Wugui, a disciple with a heavenly spiritual root, he couldn't help but want to take a closer look at him.

Yes, Jue Wugui, the golden elixir seedling, was also sent to the battlefield by Fang Qingyuan, but Fang Qingyuan asked him to hide his true identity and blend into a mediocre team to gain experience as a casual cultivator from Baishan.

Fang Qingyuan would not allow to train a fool who only knew how to practice. He had high hopes for Jue Wu Gou. If Liu Xun failed to form the elixir, Jue Wu Gou would be the next leader.

At this moment, the first wave of pioneering teams had already occupied the foothold, and subsequent teams of monks began to swarm in.

The initial goal of the Da Zhou Academy was to occupy more than ten large cave entrances, and then use this as a foundation to transform these cave entrances, and finally connect them into one piece, using it as a support to divide the rear and front lines.

So some monks stayed behind to consolidate the line, while the other monks followed the steps of the monks from the Great Zhou Academy and advanced deeper into the cave.

Jue Wu Gou was one of them. He followed a Baishan team and was not noticeable in the crowd because he also disguised himself and only showed the cultivation level of the initial stage of foundation building.

But even so, Jue Wu Gou's performance was also eye-catching. For example, at this moment, when everyone was moving forward carefully, Jue Wu Gou immediately spoke out:

"No, stop."

The leading captain immediately repeated Jue Wu Gou's orders. He believed in Jue Wu Gou because Jue Wu Gou had saved his life in the previous situation.

"what happened?"

"There is something in this stone wall."

At this time, the one hundred monks entered a wide stone wall and walked through the passage of the Small Demon Abyss. This was to survey the route and draw a map for the follow-up teams.

"open!"

The captain immediately took action and swung a sledgehammer magic weapon at the stone wall beside him. The stone wall was not thick and it broke into a big hole in just three hits.

Behind the big hole, pairs of red eyes lit up, which made everyone gasp.

Accompanied by the 'cracking' sound of skull joints rubbing against each other, everyone discovered that the stone wall was filled with densely packed skeletons.

"kill!"

As the captain gave orders, many spells and talismans were activated, and then a large number of skeletons fell down.

"Wait, these ghosts don't seem to have the desire to attack, don't waste your mana and talismans."

The team was rushing to stop it. He was careful and thoughtful. After the attack just now, not a single skeleton fought back. Seeing the attack coming, many outer skeletons raised their hands to block it in a humane way. Not only were they not aggressive, they even retreated backwards.

"What's going on? This is different from the skeletons I encountered before?"

Someone murmured, and then the team issued an order:

"Send someone back to explain the situation here to the rear, and let them make a decision on whether to kill or let him go."

Fang Qingyuan hid in the dark, watching the scene in front of him. With his eyesight, he could see more.

There are not only the skeletons in front of the Jue Wugui team, but also skeletons hidden in most of the stone walls in the entire Small Demon Abyss.

The ghost energy they exuded seemed to be the cornerstone for the survival of the Little Demon Abyss.

If the Da Zhou Academy does not want a completely broken Little Demon Abyss, then how to deal with these skeletons becomes a difficult problem.