Chapter 1567: Seal Demons! Seal Heaven!

"Master, let's first go to the Twisted Abyss; please, Master, use your power to move the Twisted Abyss here."

Hearing this, Lu Xuan shrugged and looked at Chen Zhangsheng.

Chen Zhangsheng understood.

The master said, "I'll just quietly watch you show off."

It seems I need to act myself.

Then I can only reveal part of my cultivation.

Chen Zhangsheng took out an ancient black formation disk, directly activated it, surging with immense spatial power on it, and said, "Master, let's go."

With a boom, a black divine light on the disk enveloped the two, and they were directly transferred to the Twisted Abyss.

The Twisted Abyss, true to its name, is a strange heavenly chasm spanning the starry sky, as if the heavens were torn open.

Inside it is deep and dark, a strange twisted force sweeps through like a storm.

From afar, the Twisted Abyss looks like a narrow slit, but inside it contains the universe, vast beyond measure.

This Twisted Abyss is a remnant of an ancient Dao tradition; although extremely dangerous, it contains many ancient opportunities.

Therefore, many cultivators inside the abyss are exploring for opportunities.

Of course, only one in ten who enter can emerge unharmed.

Lu Xuan opened his Insight Eye and discovered that within the Twisted Abyss there surged a mighty demonic aura, and also a force completely opposed to demons—the power to seal demons.

"This is the battlefield where the Demon Seal Masters and the demon race fought to mutual destruction, leaving such twisted force; in fact, it is merely remnants of sealing power." Lu Xuan saw through its origin power and said lightly.

Chen Zhangsheng's face grew solemn, "Seal Lineage? Master, I once saw the inheritance of the Seal Demon Lineage in the Bronze Ancient Hall."

"I examined the fragmentary records of the Seal Demon Lineage and found it was also an extremely powerful force; they initially fought the demon race, sealing the great demons of the world. In the extremely distant ancient era, humanity's greatest foe was the demon race, which gave rise to the Demon Seal Masters."

"The Seal Demon Lineage's obsession is strong, its ambition also strong. They once said, 'I want heaven to have, yet heaven must not have; I want heaven to lack, yet heaven must not lack! I wish to seal demons, so demonkind forever falls; I wish to seal heaven, with a single thought I sink into oblivion.'"

"……"

The Bronze Ancient Hall buries many secrets, even more mysterious than the Chaotic Star Sea.

Even if Chen Zhangsheng had countless puppets dig day and night, they could not exhaust its inner world; it could be said they only glimpsed the tip of the iceberg.

Lu Xuan nodded, "The Seal Demon Lineage still existed in the era before the River Against the Flow."

Chen Zhangsheng again had several formation disks appear in his hand.

These formation disks are all extremely antiquated, bearing the aura of ages; some even carry fragmented Dao Resonance of an ancient Dao tradition, clearly treasures Chen Zhangsheng excavated from the Bronze Ancient Hall.

With a thought, he lightly tapped those formation disks.

"Hiss—"

These formation disks emitted a faint dark light, all sinking into the Twisted Abyss.

From within the formation disks burst a power to tear heaven and earth, like an invisible giant hand ruthlessly rending the space where the Twisted Abyss lay.

"Crack!" "Crack!"

The shattering sound continued, terrifying as the Twisted Abyss, yet these pattern forces directly cut it apart.

After several hours.

The entire space of the Twisted Abyss was completely seized.

"We need to fling out all the cultivators exploring inside the Twisted Abyss." Chen Zhangsheng stroked his chin and said.

The next instant.

He again activated the translocation pattern; gray divine splendor enveloped the Twisted Abyss, instantly shrinking it greatly into a handheld object, saying, "Master, let's first properly place this Twisted Abyss, then we'll take in the Wind Soul Valley."

Lu Xuan nodded, "Possible."

He and Chen Zhangsheng vanished directly from the spot.

"Boom—boom—boom!"

Inside the Twisted Abyss, figures were flung out one after another, everyone standing dazed in place.

"What the hell? What happened?"

"Just now I wasn't in the Twisted Abyss, I almost got wiped out by the twisted force, right?"

"Damn, who did this?! I painstakingly delved into the depths of a great tomb, about to grab the supreme treasure of the Dao Realms stage, and then what happened?"

"……"

Some rejoiced, some worried.

But more people stared at each other, looking at this empty starry sky, dumbfounded.

"Isn't it?"

"Where did the Twisted Abyss go?"

"How did it just vanish into thin air!"

Between the heavens, that rift still exists, but inside it is empty, devoid of any twisted force.

The crowd remained in place, unable to accept this fact for a long time.

On another note, Cloud Cliff Academy.

Since Xiao A Liang descended, Qi Chunjing has already resumed lecturing for half a day.

The white donkey slept soundly, not only snoring but also grinding its teeth and letting out foul gas.

"Pfft—pfft—pfft!"

The patience of many students and instructors had reached its limit.

If it weren't for Mr. Qi's face, they would have long rushed forward and chopped that white donkey down.

Qi Chunjing announced a brief rest.

Many students immediately angrily surrounded the white donkey's wrinkles; righteous vigor surged, each one brimming with killing intent.

The white donkey rolled over, its body trembling slightly.

How do I feel…… damn, someone wants to harm me?

The White Donkey suddenly opened its eyes, immediately seeing the surrounding students, their faces filled with killing intent.

"White Donkey, when Mr. Qi was lecturing on the Dao, do you know what you're doing?" everyone shouted in rebuke.

The White Donkey looked innocent, "What's wrong?"

Everyone angrily said, "You're grinding your teeth, snoring, and farting!"

It immediately stood up guiltily, looking at Little A Liang, "Master, we have already listened to Mr. Qi's lecture on the Dao; it's time to leave—I've already mastered the spatial Dao patterns."

Black Fur repeated, saying meaningfully, "'Mastered'!"

Then Qi Chun Jing walked over slowly, "Little A Liang, if you have business, you don't need to give me face; listen to my lecture on the Dao here."

The White Donkey immediately called out, "Okay, Mr. Qi, we're leaving."

The many students only then slowly retreated, but their faces still bore endless anger.

The White Donkey tapped its hooves, beginning to trace the spatial formation patterns.

"Hiss—"

Strands of chaotic lines intertwined, erupting with terrifying spatial power, looking like balls of yarn, yet the spatial momentum upon them was extremely terrifying.

Many instructors and students were shocked, "This White Donkey actually has such a trick!"

Such spatial attainments are absolutely beyond the Dao Solid Stage!

However, the Dao patterns seem a bit too chaotic.

The White Donkey looked at Little A Liang, Black Fur, and the others, "Are you ready?"

Black Fur said, "Shouldn't it be you who's ready?"

The White Donkey's nose puffed out a mouthful of white mist, "If something goes wrong this time, I'll take the blame—let's go!"

Space ripped, the void distorted!

"Crack!"

They disappeared amidst Qi Chun Jing's arrival.

The next instant.

Several people moved to Wind Soul Valley.

Black Fur instantly sensed a deadly aura from heaven and earth, "Holy crap? What place is this?"

……