In the far west of the Vast Land, a gorge stretched across the north and south.
Rather than saying it was a canyon, it was more like an endless cliff.
It was as if the earth had been torn apart, revealing a terrifying scar.
Standing on one side and looking over, it was almost impossible to see where the other side was.
The mist below was deep, and there was no reply even after throwing a stone. It was as if it was directly towards the center of the earth.
The name was Absolute Soul Cliff.
The Devil Dao’s Death Prison was located here.
If they passed through the grand protective formation, they would be able to see that there were layers of palaces scattered across the cliff beneath the mist.
From top to bottom, there were a total of eighteen levels.
The highest place was the most luxurious. It was covered in glass and gold, and the eaves of the pavilion were overhanging.
There were blood-red characters on the black signboard: First Hell.
The lower they went, the more dilapidated the palace became, and the stench of blood became heavier. It was no longer possible to look directly at the eighteenth floor.
This place was located at the bottom of the rift. There was no sunlight at all, and the buildings were made of white bones. The dense blood energy seemed to be solid.
The faces of the disciples that passed through were all pale white. Their eyes were red as if they were walking corpses.
Under the influence of blood energy, their consciousness was already occupied by killing intent.
Only by ascending to the top 10 of the Life Slaughter Rankings would one be able to enter the upper level. Otherwise, one wouldn’t even be qualified to breathe fresh air.
The laws of the devil sect were so cruel.
At that moment, the two men were walking with their hands behind their backs.
One person’s expression was indifferent, and his pace was leisurely. He was incompatible with others.
It was Bai Jiangye.
Beside him was a black-robed man.
He was wearing a hood and his face could not be seen clearly. His pitch-black robe was covered in blood-colored patterns, causing one to feel uneasy at a glance.
The man said, “Jiangye, I think you’re about to break through to the mid-Nascent Soul Realm?”
Bai Jiangye replied, “I’m still a little short, but I’m almost there.”
The man nodded his head in satisfaction.
Not only was his disciple extremely talented, his comprehension of the Dao of Death was also astonishing. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have forcefully broken through the Eighteen Hells and become the sect’s chief disciple.
Bai Jiangye sighed. “Unfortunately, if I could witness the deaths of hundreds of thousands of mortals during the beast tide, it would be enough to help me break through to the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.”
“There’s no need to rush. With your cultivation base, there’s no match for you in your age,” the man said indifferently.
“Other than Li Ran.” Bai Jiangye smiled bitterly.
“Li Ran? You mean the one from the Youluo Temple?” The man pondered for a moment before asking, “Is he really as strong as the rumors say?”
“No.” Bai Jiangye shook his head.
“Then why…”
Before the man could finish his sentence, he heard the man solemnly say, “He’s much stronger than the rumors say. He’s a real monster!”
The man was slightly taken aback, then laughed. “It shouldn’t be that way. Didn’ t he kill a Heavenly Tribulation person? You should be able to do it as well.”
The Death Prison’s cultivation method was the best at killing. If they were to fight to the death, they might be able to cross realms and kill.
Bai Jiangye sighed, “Then I should be able to kill Yu Ye, but I will also be heavily injured and dying, but Li Ran has crushed him the entire time… As for the Dharma idol and Divine Lightning, they were simply not at the Nascent Soul Realm.
“If I risk my life with him, I have a nine chance of dying, and only a sliver of hope.”
Hearing this, the man was stunned.
He knew his disciple very well.
Bai Jiangye seemed rational, but he was extremely proud and conceited in his bones. He didn’t even care about the number one genius, Lin Langyue.
Li Ran was the first to be able to make him comment like this.
“Ah!” At this moment, an ear-piercing cry rang out. A black crow with blood-red eyes flew over with a piece of jade in its mouth.
The man spread out his hand and the jade stone fell into his palm. As soon as the spirit energy was poured into it, his footsteps suddenly stopped.
Even though he could not see his expression, he could still feel his shocked expression.
Bai Jiangye turned his head back. “Master, what’s wrong?”
The man remained silent for a long time before saying in a low voice, “You’re wrong. You’re not just dying, you’re dead.”
“What do you mean?”
The man sighed, “In the future, if you meet Li Ran, just hide and leave. There’s news from the front. He… he had broken through into Heavenly Tribulation Realm.”
Bai Jiangye was speechless. “……”
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East Sea, Cloud Sword Island…
Wind Frost Palace…
Yue Jianli stood in the main hall, looking at the woman in front of him whose glass was filled with wine. He couldn’t help rubbing his brows.
“Master, you’ve been drinking for three days…”
The woman sat askew, her fair foot stepping on the chair.
Her face was flat, and she didn’t wear any makeup. However, her skin was as smooth as jade, and her eyes were full of heroic spirit.
At this moment, she was holding a wine jug and pouring it into her mouth.
She allowed the wine to flow down his snow-white neck, not caring even if her collar was wet.
“Good wine!” She finally had enough to drink. With a sigh of satisfaction, her handsome face turned red.
“……”
Yue Jianli covered her face.
Who would have thought that this drunkard in front of her was the Sword Master of the Myriad Sword Pavilion, Chu Lingchuan?
“Master, you’ve been drinking too much.”
Chu Lingchuan snorted, “Because I’m not happy!”
“Twenty years old? Where did Leng Wuyan find such a monster disciple?”
Her expression was obviously extremely depressed.
Yue Jianli’s eyes were filled with excitement, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly. “Li Ran’s talent is peerless, and his cultivation speed is unmatched in this world. It’s not strange for him to break through to Heavenly Tribulation Realm.”
Chu Lingchuan rolled her eyes. “You still speak for him? Can’t you fight for me? He had also broken through for others to see?
“I seem to be inferior to Leng Wuyan!”
Yue Jianli’s mouth stiffened as she said in a low voice, “I do want to break through, but what can I do about it?”
“Ahem,” Chu Lingchuan cleared her throat and put the flagon away. “Next time, you speak ill of your teacher, I’ll trouble you to say it in your heart. This is quite embarrassing for everyone.”
Yue Jianli didn’t respond. “……”
Chu Lingchuan blinked her phoenix-like eyes, feeling intoxicated. “Little Li, I see that your vital yin has already been lost. Which fellow has played with you?”
Yue Jianli blushed and stammered, “Master, what are you talking about? It’s not like you don’t know that disciple Jianli does not have a companion.”
Chu Lingchuan covered her cherry lips and said in surprise, “Could it be that you are using a sword…”
“Master!” Yue Jianli’s face was so red that it was about to smoke. She stomped her feet and ran out.
Chu Lingchuan pinched her smooth chin with a smile in her eyes.
“A man likes a cold personality like Little Li? Haha…” As she spoke, she suddenly thought of something and her face turned pale.
“Wait, what am I happy about?
“My disciples already have men, but I’m still alone!” She gloomily took out the flagon again.
“Forget it, I don’t care if it’s just those crooked ones…
“Someone come.”
A black shadow flashed and a black-clothed man knelt on the ground.
Chu Lingchuan took a sip of wine and casually said, “After the Immortal Ascension Assembly, keep an eye on it. If you see a good seedling, you can’t let it go.”
“Yes.”
The figure of the black-clothed man disappeared.
Chu Lingchuan grumbled indignantly, “I can’t beat Leng Wuyan, and my disciple can’t beat Leng Wuyan’s disciple either… How can I be reasonable?”
