The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

Half a month is neither long nor short.

At the very least, in the past half month, Yu Huai has been continuously studying the scrolls with complicated contents in the underground palace and has gained a lot.

Although the process was indeed boring, fortunately he was a calm person and could endure the tedious and obscure scriptures.

He finished learning the secret techniques of the scrolls that were picked out for him one day earlier than You Mu had expected.

Of course, Yu Huai has always had a good memory and had never forgotten the reward that You Mu had promised him before, so he took the initiative to ask for it to be fulfilled.

Compared to Yu Huai's ease, Yu Zhao looked extremely embarrassed.

After finding the secret door to escape from the maze, he accidentally fell into another level.

There are endless spiked hammers arranged in the traps. There is no skill required to pass these traps. You can only rely on your strength. Even with the blessing of the plot, Yu Zhao can't get any benefits under the traps.

After being stuck in the trap for many days, he was almost dead and finally got out of the trap. After following the winding road, Yu Zhao finally saw the tomb where the treasure was hidden.

There were traces of many people visiting the tomb, but it was not easy for Yu Zhao to get here, so he no longer cared whether the secret treasure was his alone.

What he was most concerned about was a magical herb called Qianzhi Wansui among the treasures.

The book said that this thing could regrow flesh and blood and repair broken limbs, which was exactly what Yu Zhao needed most right now.

Yu Zhao could not remember the specific circumstances of the experience of killing the fox demon. When he asked the sword spirit, the sword spirit was evasive and refused to tell the truth.

But he could not forget the devastation he felt when he woke up.

Because of this fatal blow, Yu Zhao was depressed for a long time and began to doubt his identity and whether he was really the protagonist.

But he was unwilling to give up, and tried desperately to convince himself that these were all temporary. The protagonist's path to becoming a god was always bumpy. As long as he could get through it, he would naturally be able to enjoy the honor brought to him by fate.

Yu Zhao gave himself too many psychological hints, as if only in this way could he fill in the missing parts of himself and be sure that there was still a chance to recover.

But the facts always give a heavy blow to those who rely on luck.

Yu Zhao rummaged through the piles of treasures, but couldn't find the magical herb he had been longing for.

He stayed in the tomb for five days and searched, and even considered turning the brick and stone floor of the tomb upside down, but still could not find any trace of Qianzhiwansui.

But Yu Zhao, who was extremely irritable at this moment, heard the sword spirit urging in his mind again.

The sword spirit had always been concerned about Yu Zhao's body, and naturally wanted his body to be intact. Contrary to its usual behavior, it urged Yu Zhao to search for him a few more times.

In the past, Yu Zhao was always worried about the sword spirit living in his body, and angering it might be disadvantageous to him.

But just when he was angry and had no way to vent his frustration, a shining magic weapon fell at his hand.

Yu Zhao's eyes moved slightly, and he put it away without making a sound.

Then, while the sword spirit was not paying attention, he used a magic weapon to extract the sword spirit's soul from his body.

The sword spirit was naturally unwilling, and the two sides started fighting, once again triggering the tomb's defense mechanism.

Under the huge impact, the sword spirit body became even more fragile, and Yu Zhao was shocked and passed out.

This dizziness caused him to faint directly at the moment when the secret realm was closed.

The greater the opportunities in the secret realm, the greater the risks. Whenever a cultivator enters a secret realm, he or she will die.

On the day when the vortex gate leading to the outside world was opened again, the number of monks who were ejected from the secret realm was obviously much less.

But being able to walk out of the secret realm must have been a matter of chance, to a greater or lesser extent.

"Friend Fang, we'll meet again if we're lucky"

Han Yumei changed into a clean robe, put on her veil again, said goodbye to Fang Mianmian, who was temporarily forming a team in the secret realm, and returned to the Xianle Pavilion camp.

"Well, Senior Sister Han, goodbye." After going through the secret realm, Fang Mianmian has changed a lot and her strength has also been improved to a higher level.

"By the way, senior sister, why didn't I see Senior Brother Yu?" Several junior sisters beside him looked around, always feeling that something was missing. After a while, they realized that they had not seen Yu Zhao since entering the underground palace.

Later, when they came out of the underground palace, they forgot to go back to look for it.

"...It doesn't matter. Senior Brother Yu's cultivation is much higher than ours. I think the opportunities he will encounter are greater." At this moment, Fang Mianmian had completely lost interest in Yu Zhao and didn't care about what happened to Yu Zhao.

However, she followed the gaze of her junior sister and looked to the side, and saw Mo Qing and Liu Fengmian who came out together, as well as two disciples from the sect behind them.

"Senior Brother Mo is out too!"

"There are also people from Xuanxu Sect."

The disciples from various sects gathered again, waiting for the elders to count the number of people before returning to their respective sects, talking in groups of three or four.

"Oh my, look at my brain, our secret realm has sneaked into the hands of a demon cultivator!" Fang Mianmian was listening to several junior sisters secretly observing Mo Liu and the others and making jokes, when she suddenly remembered the demon cultivator she met in the underground palace.

Although they had cooperated briefly at that time, they were ultimately incompatible. Now that they had left the secret realm, Fang Mianmian's IQ had returned to its high point, and she began to consider the intention of the demon cultivator to sneak into their secret realm of immortal sect.

Is there some conspiracy? What's going on?!

Thinking of the handsome and powerful demon cultivator, Fang Mianmian knew that this matter could not be delayed and she had to inform the sect as soon as possible.

Her loud call instantly attracted the attention of the people around her.

"What?! Demon cultivator! Where is he?"

"Have the demon cultivators become so bold and reckless?"

When the disciples from various sects heard the word "demon cultivator", the sensitive strings in their hearts immediately tensed up.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The moment they stepped out of the secret realm, they fell into the demon clan’s formation barrier.

Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, a cage filled with black air appeared, wrapping up the group of young monks, leaving no room for escape.

"Everyone, please come with us."

The invisibility talisman was removed, and You Mu, who was sitting in the sedan chair, Yu Huai, who was standing beside him, Yin Mansha and Xiaoai, who were riding unicorns, and Fang Yan, who was standing in the front and smiling, along with many demon soldiers behind them, and several elders who were tied up like twisted dumplings, all appeared in front of everyone.

"Elder!"

"It's the demons again, what do you want to do!?"

"It's you guys! What kind of conspiracy are you up to?"

The monks were talking at once, some tried to destroy the barrier, but failed, and were instead knocked unconscious by the barrier's defense.

"Yu Huai? Is that you? Junior Brother Yu!"

In the crowd, Mo Qing's gaze fell directly on Yu Huai. His loud shout, filled with magical power, drowned out the volume of everyone else's voice, causing everyone to look towards the black-clothed demon cultivator standing next to the sedan chair.

"...Yu Huai, isn't he dead? Is he the real person or a demon cultivator in disguise?"

"It's really Yu Huai! But why is he with the demons?"

"Didn't Taihua Sect say before that the perpetrator was not Yu Huai, but a demon cultivator?"

"So, Yu Huai is a demon cultivator... Did the Taihua Sect deliberately come up with an excuse just to save face?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"But Taihua and Xuanxu are still good friends? They can't be pretending, right?"

"He is the murderer! He is a demon cultivator! The scum of the immortal sect!"

The monks whispered to each other, looked at Yu Huai again and again, and made various speculations.

These eyes, either fiery or sarcastic, pierced Yu Huai one after another, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Even though he knew that he would have to face such a situation one day, and even though he had experienced being criticized by everyone in his previous life, Yu Huai still felt a little uncomfortable.

"If you were to write a storybook, the bookstores in Lingcheng would surely be very popular. Since you are so interested in Yu Huai, why not come to the Demon Realm and ask him a few questions in person?"

As everyone was discussing the issue, someone on the suspended sedan chair opened the gauze curtain and put his hand on the shoulder of Yu Huai, who was caught in the center of the topic.

The voice was mixed with a strong demonic energy. Although it was not sharp, it made the ears and noses of those gossiping monks bleed.

"Okay, knock out those who don't listen and take them back."

Not wanting to listen to the monks' chattering as dense as birds, You Mu waved his hand, pulled Yu Huai into the sedan chair, and directed Yin Mansha to lead the demon soldiers to pull back the cage and the people.

"If you behave yourself, you will avoid physical pain."

Yin Mansha stood outside the huge cage, the folded whip falling on her palm again and again, her eyes scanning the monks in the cage, watching for anyone who was disobedient and shouting loudly.

"Devil! Witch! How dare you arrest people so blatantly? Aren't you afraid of being besieged by the immortal sect?"