Chapter 265

After leaving the Mingxin Temple, Su Chen performed the technique of riding the clouds and driving the mist, soared into the sky, and headed straight for the Far West of the Western Continent of Xiuniu.

The thrilling scene outside the Southern Heaven Gate and the exposure of the Nine Demon Tower were like a warning bell ringing, making him feel unprecedented pressure.

The further west he went, the more desolate the scene between heaven and earth became.

The original green fields and immortal traces gradually faded, replaced by patches of reddish wilderness with a metallic luster.

In the air, the spiritual energy of plants and trees became thin, but an invisible sharp and killing aura became increasingly rich.

This was the Far West, the realm dominated by Metal element energy.

After flying for several more days, Su Chen's escape light stopped slowly, suspended in the high sky, his brow slightly furrowed.

He noticed something unusual.

Above the wilderness below, it was no longer deathly silent.

In the distance, dust rolled, and the earth trembled.

Thousands of demon beasts gathered into huge torrents, rushing toward the same direction, which was the deepest part of the Far West.

Wolves, leopards, bears, antelopes... there were many kinds, all of the beast lineage.

These demon beasts had high and low cultivation bases, from small demons who had just transformed to demon kings with fierce auras, all mixed in the team, as if they were carrying out a massive migration.

`This is... what's going on? `

The scene of ten thousand demons rushing in front of him was strange everywhere.

He did not rush forward rashly, his heart stirred, and his figure descended quietly into a quiet valley.

The next moment, the bones in his body made a "crackling" sound, his muscles bulged, his figure grew several feet taller, and under his skin, mysterious black tiger patterns emerged rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, a burly tiger demon with a fierce aura appeared in place.

He adjusted his magic power, transformed it into pure demonic power, and his aura settled at the Late-Stage Heavenly Immortal, which was a cultivation base sufficient to protect himself among the demon race without being overly conspicuous.

After finishing all this, the tiger demon transformed by Su Chen walked out of the valley with big strides, following a team of hundreds of demon beasts at a leisurely pace.

His gaze swept, locking onto a deer demon at the end of the team with a cultivation base of only the Demon Immortal Realm.

"This Daoist brother, please stay!"

The voice Su Chen made after the transformation was vigorous and hoarse.

The deer demon was burying its head in the journey, and was startled by this voice, its whole body tensed up. Looking back, seeing it was a tiger demon with an aura far stronger than its own, it was so scared that its four limbs went soft, and it hurriedly bowed to salute.

"Small... small demon greets the Demon King!"

`This guy, his courage is too small. `

Su Chen slandered in his heart, but a smile he considered "kind" squeezed out on his face, revealing a mouthful of chilling white teeth.

"Daoist brother, no need for formalities, I came from the Western Continent of Xiuniu, wanting to visit the legendary Bai Hu clan, it's just that I came from outside and don't know the way. Seeing your formation, are you going to the front to look for some treasure?"

The deer demon saw that the tiger demon in front of him seemed to have no malice, and only then did it relax a little, explaining hurriedly upon hearing this:

"Demon King, you are joking. We are going there not to look for treasure, but to go on a pilgrimage!"

"Pilgrimage?" Su Chen feigned ignorance.

"Exactly!" The deer demon's eyes were instantly filled with piety and yearning, "The Demon King might not know, in one month, it will be the Ancestor Worship Ceremony of the Bai Hu clan, the guardian god of our Western beast lineage! At that time, the Bai Hu Saint Venerable will personally preside over the worship of the legendary Bai Hu Saint Beast who transformed into one of the four directions of the Heavenly Dao!"

"For this ceremony, the Saint Beast clan has been extra gracious, allowing all demon races of the beast lineage in the Three Realms to go to observe the ceremony, admire the Saint's face, and bathe in the divine radiance of the ancestral vein. This is a fortune that only happens once in ten thousand years!"

Ancestor Worship Ceremony!

Hearing this, Su Chen felt a joy in his heart, `It's really sending charcoal in snowy weather. `

Doumu Doumu Yuanjun once said that the Geng-Metal Ancestral Vein was occupied by the Bai Hu clan and regarded as their private property.

He was worrying about how to enter the Geng-Metal Ancestral Vein, and now the opportunity had come.

He showed just the right amount of surprise and yearning on his face.

"There is such a good thing? I am also of the tiger clan, although not of the Bai Hu Saint lineage, but I have long admired the Saint Beast's demeanor! Daoist brother, I wonder if I can go with you to admire the Saint Beast's demeanor together?"

"Of course!" The deer demon did not doubt him, but felt a trace of joy because the other party was of the tiger clan, "The Saint Beast clan welcomes all fellow lineages to go, it is a great honor for this small demon that the Demon King is willing to go together."

"Good. My name is Chi Tong, how should I address you, Daoist brother?" Su Chen reported the alias he had thought of long ago.

"Small demon Lu Ming."

"Daoist brother Lu Ming, let's go!"

"Demon King... oh no, Lord Chi Tong, please!"

Just like this, Su Chen, in the identity of the tiger demon "Chi Tong" from the Western Continent of Xiuniu, logically mixed into this pilgrimage team heading to the Bai Hu Holy Land.

Along the way, through conversations with Lu Ming, Su Chen had a deeper understanding of this Far West and the Bai Hu clan.

The Bai Hu clan, passed down from ancient times to the present, is a top-level divine beast race in the world, and its strength is unfathomable.

They guard the broken Geng-Metal Ancestral Vein, and although they do not participate in the disputes of the Three Realms, no force dares to underestimate them.

And that group of monks in Lingshan, as Doumu Doumu Yuanjun said, often sent some Arhats and Bodhisattvas to wander around the edge of the Far West, seemingly never giving up on the Geng-Metal Ancestral Vein.

`It seems that this trip, not only must I guard against the Bai Hu clan, but I must also be careful of those bald donkeys. `

Su Chen made up his mind and followed the team all the way west.

Half a month later.

The speed of the team's progress gradually slowed down.

Ahead, an incomparably huge mountain range lay across heaven and earth.

The outline of the mountain range was like an ancient white tiger crawling on the earth, falling into a deep sleep, exuding endless Geng-Metal killing aura.

The entire mountain range presented a strange white-gold color, as if cast from divine gold.

After billions of years of recovery, the Geng-Metal Ancestral Vein gathered a large amount of Geng-Metal Qi, which transformed into substantial mist here, lingering between the mountains.

The team traveled to the foot of the mountain range, in front of a huge canyon entrance, and stopped.

At the canyon entrance stood a white-gold archway ten thousand feet high, with two large characters carved on it in a dragon-flying and phoenix-dancing style—Bai Hu!

Under the archway, two teams of tiger clan guards wearing white-gold armor and holding long spears scanned every demon race that came.

Their auras were, without exception, all in the Xuan Immortal Realm.

The two captains at the head were even at the cultivation base of the Jin Xian.

Just the guards guarding the gate had such strength.

The foundation of the Bai Hu clan could be seen from this.

Su Chen mixed in the demon crowd, restraining his whole body's aura, trying not to attract attention.

Just at this moment, a captain in the Jin Xian Realm, with those pale golden vertical pupils, slowly swept across the crowd and finally landed on Su Chen.