Chapter 1780: Deep Abyss Demon Stone! Enter the Deep Abyss!

When a deep abyss demon dies, its core has a certain probability of condensing into a deep abyss magic stone.

The stronger the demon slain, the higher the quality of the magic stone, and the greater its value.

The Horned Sovereign explained, "With magic stones, you can exchange for everything you need here!"

The list scrolled rapidly, displaying countless treasures.

Rare ores, high-grade elixirs, ancient secret scrolls, powerful heavy treasures......

Each one caused the immortal-stage demons below to breathe rapidly.

Uttering bursts of astonishment and envious discussion.

"Quick look! That's Nether Iron! Auxiliary material for forging heavy treasures!"

"My god, there's also Blood Soul Nirvana Elixir! It can greatly repair divine body damage!"

"Tier-1 combat technique《Shadow Rending Slash》! It actually only needs one million magic stones?"

"That... is a complete Sovereign-stage cultivation inheritance?!"

"......"

Exclamations rose and fell one after another.

The richness of this exchange list far exceeds the imagination of many demons!

It almost encompasses the vast majority of precious resources needed from the Immortal Stage to the Sovereign Stage!

Even some involving the existence of World-Honored level beings.

Xu Jingming's gaze also swiftly swept over the light curtain, with Lei Guang faintly appearing in his purple-red pupils.

Suddenly,

his gaze froze on an inconspicuous spot in the list, marked with astronomical figures.

【《True Demon Treasure Canon (Upper Part)》(Supreme Art): Exchange requires 1 billion deep abyss magic stones.

Note: The supreme secret canon created by the ancient true demons, containing the ultimate secrets of bloodline inheritance, cannot be cultivated without great perseverance and great fortune.

"《True Demon Treasure Canon》!"

Xu Jingming's heart trembled, and immediately a strong sense of joy surged.

Having searched in vain through worn-out iron shoes, it came effortlessly!

He had lain dormant on the Phantom Demon Star for many days, using the channels of Lingyin and Mei Chong to no avail in obtaining definite news.

Who would have thought, he actually saw it directly in the reward list of this deep abyss demon tide!

Although only the upper part, and the required magic stones are astronomical.

But at least he now has a clear goal and a way to obtain it!

"It's the《True Demon Treasure Canon》!"

In the sea of consciousness, Wei La also exclaimed excitedly, "I said the demon tide opportunity is great! Indeed it has appeared!"

Xu Jingming forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart.

His gaze returned to calm, but Lei Guang faintly appeared deep in his eyes.

This deep abyss demon tide, he must give his all!

"Alright!"

The Horned Sovereign's booming voice suppressed all noise:

"Rules, rewards are clear! Rest area is prepared!

Warriors, use your claws and blades to go into the deep abyss and seize glory and strength!

Now, set out!"

Boom!

The killing intent and battle will of one hundred thousand immortal-stage demons surged into the sky, turning into rolling torrents.

Streams of flowing light began to fly toward that dark and boundless deep abyss entrance.

"Blood Abyss."

The Phantom Demon Sovereign looked at Xu Jingming and others, with expectation in his purple eyes:

"The honor of my Phantom Demon Star Domain rests entirely on you."

"Phantom Demon my lord, rest assured."

Xu Jingming slightly bowed, his voice calm and steady.

"You too."

On the other side, the Black Wind Sovereign also instructed his immortal-stage subordinates.

Especially looking toward the leading male demon with bone wings on his back and a fierce aura:

"Weibo, you will travel with the Blood Abyss, looking out for each other.

Remember, first jointly destroy the demon nest before acting freely."

The demon named Weibo is over four meters tall.

Muscles knotted, face rugged, upon hearing this he frowned and glanced at Xu Jingming.

A flash of obvious reluctance and contempt appeared in his eyes.

Yet he still spoke in a muffled voice:

"Yes, Black Wind my lord."

Obviously, this invincible immortal-stage powerhouse.

About to act together with Xu Jingming, who is at the eighth stage of immortal.

Feels quite stifled, thinking it is a burden.

"Go."

The Phantom Demon Sovereign and the Black Wind Sovereign said no more.

They watched Xu Jingming, Wei Bo, and the twenty immortals from the two domains turn into streaks of light as they entered the surging abyss.

Merging into the torrent rushing toward the depths.

"Phantom Demon, let's go. It's time for us to leave too."

The Black Wind Sovereign spoke.

"Hmm." The Phantom Demon Sovereign nodded.

The duration of the abyssal demon tide varies—shortly one year, at most three years.

As Sovereign-level powerhouses, they naturally could not wait here indefinitely.

The abyssal demon tide has not yet entered its outbreak phase.

Once those twisted abyssal demons surge forth in large numbers from the depths, the situation will become far more troublesome.

Therefore, while the demon tide has not yet fully erupted,

striking first to annihilate them is undoubtedly the safest strategy.

The vast rift in the abyss resembles a giant maw that devours all who cross it, sprawling across the starry void.

Xu Jingming's group transformed into streaks of light, flying for only one hour.

Before plunging headfirst into the dark, boundless entrance of the abyss.

"Ong——"

Upon entering the abyssal realm, Xu Jingming immediately felt his body grow heavy.

A cold, chaotic aura filled with maddening whispers surged from all directions like a tide.

It sought to penetrate his consciousness from every angle.

The violent and murderous impulses of the Purple Nightmare Demon Body became suddenly active under this aura's stimulation.

It seemed as if countless voices screamed in his ears, urging him to destroy, to kill, to erupt.

"Hmph." Xu Jingming let out a cold snort.

In his sea of consciousness, the nine-layer soul tower blazed with silver light.

The steadfast, rock-like power of his soul and spirit pressed down all distracting thoughts.

Yet the intangible pressure from the environment, and the restlessness stirred deep in his bloodline,

clung to him like a shadow, making the Lei Guang in his purple-red pupils appear even more violent.

"The side effects of the Purple Nightmare Demon Body have been amplified."

Xu Jingming furrowed his brow.

Ordinary demons, under the erosion of the abyssal aura, must go out once every fifteen days.

For him, it would likely be less than fifteen days before he needs to leave.

Worse still, he discovered his divine sense had been compressed to the extreme.

A divine sense that could easily cover a planet in the outside world here extends only about one kilometer.

Beyond that lies only blur and chaos, as if swallowed by thick darkness.

Vision is also severely limited; in the distance, only eternal gloom remains.

Even his teleportation ability is significantly restricted.

"Be careful.

Within the abyss, perception is limited—demons may appear from any direction."

Xu Jingming said in a low voice.

The nine immortals under his soul enslavement responded in unison, eyes alert.

On the other side, the leader of the Black Wind Star Domain, Wei Bo.

The burly demon with bone wings on his back also spoke in a deep voice:

"Blood Abyss, follow the rules.

Our two star domains' teams must jointly destroy at least two elementary demon nests.

Only then is the initial task complete, after which we may act freely.

Let us first find the first demon nest—how shall we proceed?"

"Good."

Xu Jingming spoke concisely, his purple-red pupils scanning the twisted, dark-red terrain around them.

Demon nests are gathering points of abyssal demons, where the demons are necessarily denser.

For him, this means more sources of essence particles—he naturally would not refuse.

The interior of the abyss is not entirely void.

But filled with a strange, shattered-continent-like structure; the ground is hard, dark-red to black stone.

Jagged rocks rise like a forest, and the air reeks of nauseating sulfur and decay.

The group maintained a vigilant formation as they flew low, searching.

After more than an hour,

In the dark void ahead, a black shadow suddenly appeared and rushed rapidly toward them.