Chapter 452: Inter-Space Wind Baleful, Righteous and Evil Gather, Stone Platform in Sight

"If I hadn't brought the Eastern Palace Forbidden Hall, I'm afraid I would have died here inexplicably like my brothers!"

Sima Yue drove the Golden Hall and came to a deep abyss tunnel.

The abyss ahead went deep into the ground, the entrance was a hundred zhang wide, and further down was a piece of chaos, bottomless, dim and unbearable. The tunnel was full of dense air currents, mixed with countless black-silk-like baleful qi, each of which was enough to destroy the soul and dissolve the bones. Sima Yue drove the Eastern Palace Forbidden Hall and stayed at the entrance, hearing the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling from his ears.

"Grand Administrator, I wonder if you have made contact with that pack of dog slaves. The Ancestor ordered them to use the demonic path as a cover, representing a force under our Sima family's control to master the Demon Sect. Do they really think of themselves as the demonic path... After such a major incident, not a single message has been sent over?" Sima Yue's expression was vicious. If he had possessed a trace of nobility and composure before, now the deep-seated malice in his bones was completely exposed. The whole man looked gloomy, and to look at him was not like looking at a ruler of men.

The old man beside him looked at Sima Yue coldly. If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't obtained the Crown Prince's seal and couldn't drive this Eastern Palace Forbidden Hall, why would he endure this trash?

The old man said lightly: "The people of the Remnant Demon Sect can no longer be contacted!"

"What? They actually dare to betray the Great Jin!"

Sima Yue was both shocked and angry, but heard the old man say coldly: "King of Donghai! If you are still indecisive and full of nonsense, do you really think I, the Great Ancestor, cannot abolish your Crown Prince position that you haven't sat firmly on yet?"

A flash of ferocity crossed Sima Yue's face, but he quickly lowered his head to conceal it. He bowed his head toward the old man and said: "Yue would not dare!"

The old man looked outside the Eastern Palace Forbidden Hall and said solemnly: "The Remnant Demon Sect cannot be contacted. Besides the possibility that they have all betrayed, have you ever thought of another possibility, that is, they are all dead!"

"Our Sima family's dark lines in other demon sects also have messages."

"The fierce spirits here were awakened by a great demon playing the zither and playing demonic sounds. That demon used the Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Divine Blade and should have a great relationship with the Yu Yu Jiuyou Dao. The whole thing might be an internal dispute of the Yu Yu Jiuyou Dao. Emperor Wu also sent a message that the Remnant Demon Sect encountered forbidden fierce spirits and might have encountered the incarnation of the Yu Yu Jiuyou rules, and they have all been destroyed. The only ones who escaped are a few small pawns!"

"The ancestor has awakened?" Sima Yue said happily: "With the ancestor here, Xie An and others will definitely not be a concern!"

"The first blood sacrifice has been held. With the resentment and hatred mixed in the wishes of those blood sacrifices purified by the Demon Burial Stone Platform, Ancestor Yan has awakened."

"But the old wounds left by that rebel Ji Kang are hard to cure. Ancestor Yan doesn't have much time to be awake, and he has to hold a blood sacrifice immediately to impact the life-and-death barrier. But the Yu Yu Jiuyou Dao's performance is unsettling, we cannot trust them lightly. Ancestor Yan ordered us to carefully deal with the demonic path, protect him in refining wishes, the most critical thing is when Ancestor Yan falls into dead silence. If the Nascent Soul dies, originally the demonic path is responsible for protection, we monitor the demonic path, and at the most critical moment, hold the conferring ceremony, using the power of conferring gods to force Ancestor Yan to wake up and break through the life-and-death barrier!"

"But now the demonic path is untrustworthy, and the checks and balances we prepared may not be useful. The safety of Ancestor Yan falls on us."

Sima Yue said excitedly: "Yue will definitely not live up to the entrustment, protect the ancestor's safety with all his strength, and help the ancestor achieve the Dao!"

"My Sima family had long expected that the demonic path might not be reliable. Therefore, besides cooperating with the Yu Yu Jiuyou Dao, we secretly established contact with several other major demonic paths. The Immortal Daoist of the True Transmission Dao promised to take action for my Sima family once, and the Wuxiang Old Buddha of the Heart Buddha Sect is also willing to block a Yang Spirit for us at a critical moment... It's a pity that the Impermanence Sect encountered the person in the dark and was slaughtered, otherwise it would have been a big help for us."

"The Great Jin has turned a blind eye to what those demon gates have done in the remote counties for these years, isn't it for today?" The old man calculated.

Sima Yue was secretly shocked. He knew nothing about these things as the Crown Prince. It seems that although he is in charge of the great sacrifice on the surface, this clan uncle is still in control of everything in secret.

He knew that the Great Ancestor said this to beat him, so he immediately said obediently: "Everything is as the Great Ancestor said!"

"Hmm!" The old man nodded slightly and said: "So we must bypass the eyes and ears of the Yu Yu Jiuyou Dao, contact those few old demons, and prevent accidents. At the same time, use the Yu Yu Jiuyou Dao to drag Xie An and them, hmph! The internal strife of the demonic path is cheaper for them, otherwise, just relying on the ambush here, I could make Xie An unable to eat and walk around!"

"So, the path arranged by the Yu Yu Jiuyou Dao, we cannot take!" Sima Yue suddenly realized.

The old man nodded: "Now that we have passed the Noisy Demon Realm, we don't have to worry about the absolute dead demonic sound of this abyss, so we go directly from the abyss to the Demon Burial Stone Platform, the path is the shortest, and it is easiest to bypass the eyes and ears of the Yu Yu Jiuyou Dao."

Sima Yue responded, looking cautious, and said: "Clan uncle, although we have passed the absolute dead place where demonic sounds gather, there are still incessant gales blowing from all tunnels here. This wind is unusual, integrating countless baleful qi, more powerful than the Yin Wind Tribulation! I'm afraid that even a great cultivator in the Yin Spirit realm, if blown by this wind, will have his Yin Spirit blown away and his physical body dissolved, bones and flesh melted, leaving only a human skin."

"Aren't you carrying the complete set of Saint Emperor's wind-avoidance ceremonial equipment, setting up fourteen wind-avoidance flags, setting up a formation, and with the Eastern Palace Forbidden Hall, with my magic power protection, it is enough to pass through this place!"

"The only thing to be careful about is not to lose direction in the baleful wind, otherwise even I can't hold on!"

Sima Yue looked at the abyss with chaotic wind breath, and couldn't help but show a bitter look. Separated by several tens of li, he could feel the terrifying aura of the baleful qi. The power of the wind baleful was astonishing, and the howling demonic sound took people's souls. Wanting to enter the Demon Burial Stone Platform from the abyss, how could it be as simple as he said?

Even if the luck is best, it will only peel off a layer of skin.

If the luck is bad, you will lose your way in the baleful wind and dissolve into a piece of blood baleful qi in the wind.

The two of the Sima family waited at the entrance of the abyss for a while. When the time came, the gale shrouding the abyss temporarily weakened by three points, and the boundless chaotic color faded a little, only then revealing the things under the abyss.

The abyss was like a pitch-black hole, and a huge stone platform shadow appeared abruptly in the darkness.

Vaguely, one could see the stone platform was ancient and dilapidated, and there were many ruins of buildings and bones around it, with the skeletons of headless giants standing among them, broken pillars, collapsed palaces, setting off the stone platform to appear even more desolate.

"Demon Burial Stone Platform!" The old man's eyes lit up, urging his magic power to sacrifice the Eastern Palace Bronze Hall.

Fourteen flags were cast out by him, setting up a formation, inserted on the golden roof of the bronze hall, protecting this magic treasure tightly, and then turned the bronze hall into a giant hall of several tens of zhang, flying and crashing into the abyss.

Dozens of black, thread-like malevolent qi invaded the golden light of the bronze palace, causing the golden bronze palace to dim visibly to the naked eye. Beside Sima Yue's ears, whistling demonic sounds poured into his brain, suddenly making his consciousness muddled and difficult to distinguish the direction around him. His vision went black, and he could no longer see the faint stone platform. He only heard a 'clang' as the sound of bronze maces clashing entered his ears. The dozens of divine talismans on the bronze mace held by the old man suddenly shook, which allowed him to regain a glimmer of clarity and manipulate the Eastern Palace Forbidden Palace to plummet toward the stone platform.

"What a terrifying demonic sound!" Sima Yue was secretly afraid.

The demonic sound invaded, and he had almost no power to fight back. If it weren't for the old man's magic treasure being a sacrificial vessel passed down by the temple for generations, with the magic power of thirty-two righteous-forgiven gods on it, specializing in restraining demons and filth, he would have absolutely no possibility of getting rid of it so easily.

Under the erosion of the wind-evil, the fourteen banners protecting the bronze palace were already tattered. With every drift of malevolent qi, an extra hole appeared on the banners, and in an instant, they were riddled with holes, decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The old man urged: "Quick, the wind-avoidance flags can only hold for a stick of incense. Within a stick of incense, if we can't break through this place, we will wear down the spiritual light of the bronze hall and consume your and my natal true essence!"

Sima Yue urged the Eastern Palace Forbidden Hall to break through the inter-space wind baleful and swim toward the only vaguely visible stone platform in the dim, heavenless, and earthless darkness.

The restriction spiritual light of the bronze hall, protected by the flags, resisted the erosion of the wind tide baleful qi. Occasionally leaking a trace, it was like sulfuric acid, dissolving whatever it met. In a while, even on the golden tiles of the bronze hall, small pits were dissolved, and the bronze rust was mottled.

Just as the bronze hall reached the middle of the journey and the fourteen flags were broken by seven, Sima Yue suddenly saw a graceful figure vaguely in the boundless wind baleful ahead. She held a red umbrella and walked gloomily against the boundless wind tide.

This is a fierce spirit walking from ten thousand years ago. Her clothes were mottled with mud stains, and the red umbrella in her hand also had many holes, but no matter how violent the wind

The old man's expression was solemn; the description from a previous intelligence report exploded in his spiritual sense.

His tone was strained as he said solemnly: "Do not look! This is the Nine Heavens Incarnation that wiped out the Ghost-Gui Gui Ku Zong, the Law on patrol!"

Sima Yue's heart was about to burst. His expression was ferocious, and he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look again. His heart thumped wildly and unworthily, and the heavy heartbeat in his ears, accompanied by the pervasive demonic shadows, made his tongue and mouth numb.

"Ominous, a peerlessly ominous spirit!"

Sima Yue trembled slightly, not daring to stand up.

The peerlessly ominous spirit walking toward them also saw the bronze palace. Her footsteps paused slightly, making the hearts of Sima Yue and the old man jump out of their chests. At this moment, the ominous spirit raised her hand and pointed toward a dark, invisible direction behind her. The shadow of the stone platform in front suddenly disappeared. The old man's face turned pale, and he hurriedly drove the bronze palace, no longer distinguishing direction, and crashed into the depths of the yin wind, completely lost in the wind-evil.

Behind them, Si Qingguo raised her umbrella, her sandalwood lips slightly parted: "What is wrong with Sima Yue and the Old Grand Administrator? I pointed out the path for them and broke the illusion of the wind-evil's deflection to let them walk more safely. Why... it seems as if I have done a bad deed with good intentions?"

Qian Chen held the magic blade and walked out from the Interstitial Wind-Evil.

He slashed through the wild wind and malevolent qi with his magic blade and arrived here, already panting. Only after taking shelter under the Hun Tian Qing Luo Umbrella did he completely relax. This was not because the quality of the Hun Tian Qing Luo Umbrella was superior to the Eastern Palace Forbidden Palace, but because the technique had its specialty; the Hun Tian Qing Luo was a magic treasure refined from the world's number one defensive Gang-Sha qi, and it feared nothing more than the erosion of malevolent qi. Therefore, Qian Chen had lent the umbrella to Si Qingguo, letting her go to the lower levels of the abyss to scout first before returning to pick him up.

Who would have expected to encounter the Sima family's people halfway!

He had pointed out a correct path for them out of consideration for past ties and broken the illusion of the wind-evil's natural deflection, but it seemed to have frightened the two from the Sima family.

Qian Chen immediately laughed: "They must have been in a hurry to get on their way and had no time to greet Ning Ning Shimei!"

He looked left and right, changing the subject: "Ning Ning Shimei is truly kind-hearted. The phantom of the God-Sacrificing Platform just now was formed by the qi shifting in the wind-evil. Ning Ning Shimei had been below and knew this layer, so you kindly pointed out the way for them and even specially broke that layer of illusion. If not for that, who knows how many detours they would have taken!"

"But, it seems they are completely lost now!" Si Qingguo said with some unease: "Nothing will happen, right!"

"It's fine... Look at the decisiveness with which the Old Grand Administrator drives the bronze palace; he must have already identified the road. I think he wants to use the wind power to first rush to a place closer to the exit and then rush out of the wind-evil in one go... Such courage and strategy, he can be called a hero!"

"Come, don't think so much! Let's go to the front first; perhaps they have already walked out!"

Qian Chen held the umbrella for Si Qingguo and led her toward the God-Sacrificing Platform.

At this moment, the old man was sweating profusely, his graying hair disheveled behind his head. He drove the Eastern Palace Forbidden Palace, crashing through the Interstitial Wind-Evil. The fourteen banners had all been shattered. At this moment, he was consuming his life-bound magic power. Every moment, a wisp of malevolent qi struck the bronze palace, incidentally wearing away a wisp of his foundation.

His calm face was already somewhat distorted, and he said ferociously: "Why, why would the Nine Heavens Incarnation take action to harm us? Why would such a peerlessly ominous spirit take action so easily? To her, shouldn't we be like ants?"

Sima Yue also frantically stabilized the Eastern Palace Forbidden Palace, which was being blown around by the wind-evil, trying to find the way forward.

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Xie An took the message from the Formless Divine Demon and scanned the demon's memories. His brows immediately furrowed tightly. He gave a few instructions, put the demon away, stood in the darkness, and muttered in a low voice: "Qian Chen... Qian Chen? This name seems to be the alias of Li Er, who was famous in Jiankang in the past... Qian Chen! Did Li Er know about this person long ago, or..."

"Ji Zhen has already sent the correct secret map of this place, and Sima Yan is also about to enter closed-door cultivation. The Demon Sect's plot this time has a high chance of success; we must speed up our pace and reach the Demon-Sacrificing Stone Platform quickly!"

"Ji Zhen suggests that after we pass the Clamorous Demon Realm, we descend directly from the abyss to avoid the eyes and ears of the Nine Heavens Path... This is indeed a shortcut!"

Xie An summoned a group of aristocratic True Persons and joined forces to sacrifice the Mountain-River Xiang Tripod, loading all the aristocratic disciples, and even the humble scattered cultivators and Immortal Sect disciples, inside. Immediately, more than a dozen True Persons sacrificed their magic treasures, gathered together, and joined forces to pierce through the abyss filled with Interstitial Wind-Evil, breaking into it. In their party, the magic treasures alone exceeded a dozen; almost every Yin Spirit possessed a family-inherited magic treasure.

Joining forces, they truly pierced through the wind-evil with ease and, under Xie An's guidance, headed toward the faintly discernible stone platform.