"Ye Xuan is the Immortal Lord!"
Xia Xinyu stood up and slowly walked to the stone tablet. "When the Immortal Lord entered the Three Thousand Dao Provinces back then, he called himself Ye Xuan. However, later the name Immortal Lord became more and more resounding, so much so that the beings of all races at that time only knew the Immortal Lord and not Ye Xuan's name!"
"The divine power on this stone tablet has already collapsed. It seems we have arrived at a good time. If we had arrived earlier, we might not have been able to get out of this place suppressed by the stone tablet!"
"Seize the time to recuperate and replenish your divine power. This wooden sword mountain peak is probably even more dangerous!"
In the blink of an eye, two days passed. The breaths of several people gradually stabilized, and their divine power was nurtured to its peak. Xia Xinyu proposed to stay for another three hours before entering the mountain.
Soon, three hours flashed by. Several people continued forward. After passing the stone tablet, they climbed towards the mountain peak. Here, even though they were already at the Supreme realm, and some were even reincarnated powerhouses, they still could not resist the suppression of the aura here. Stepping through the void was impossible; they could only climb like mortals.
"The higher we go, the stronger the suppression. Be careful, everyone!" Wang Zhuo reminded them. After a day, the five people set foot on the mountain peak. There was nothing in the sky above the peak. The center of the entire mountain peak had collapsed into a giant stone pit several thousand feet deep. Standing on the peak and looking inside, it resembled a huge basin in the center of the wooden sword mountain peak.
Besides this, there was nothing else on the peak. Several people stayed for half an hour and could only head towards the central basin of the wooden sword mountain peak. The further they went, the lower the temperature became. As the temperature dropped, it seeped into the bodies of the five people, causing Dian Wei and the other four to grimace in pain, their faces turning purple.
"Why does the space get narrower the further down we go?"
Wang Yunxuan was a little scared. Descending from the peak, the lower they went, the colder it got. The cold air here could penetrate their divine power defenses and directly erode their bones. The space also became smaller and smaller. The overall space inside was like an inverted cone.
Because their divine sense was suppressed here, the group could not probe underground at all from the mountain peak. As they went further down, they slowly discovered that the space was getting smaller and smaller.
"Hold on a little longer, we're almost at the bottom. See if anyone still has spiritual materials or pills, and help each other. We have no grudges, and we've come this far together, so let's support each other!" Wang Zhuo smashed a piece of mountain rock and clenched his right fist, gripping the mountain body.
Half a day passed, and several people reached the bottom of the mountain. The light was dim, and the entire underground space was not large, only a little over three hundred square feet. In the center of the underground space lay a pitch-black skeleton. The skeleton sat cross-legged, with a three-foot wooden sword inserted into its skull. This wooden sword was also refined from the branches of the Cheng Tian wood.
"A black skeleton, it's the skeleton of a Void Demon!"
At this moment, Xia Xinyu and Wang Zhuo were shocked. Compared to Dian Wei and the other four, their reactions were much greater.
"This is the corpse of the Void Demon leader!"
Xia Xinyu approached the black skeleton and observed it carefully for a long time before speaking.
"How can you be sure it's the corpse of the Void Demon leader, with the flesh and blood gone, just based on this black skeleton?" Wang Zhuo hesitated.
"Look at the hilt of the wooden sword. There is a drop of divine blood that has lost its divine power and spiritual energy. That is the Immortal Lord's divine blood. After the battle in Changsheng City, the Immortal Lord cultivated the Golden Immortal Emperor body, and his blood was golden, yet as transparent as a rhombus."
"In the late ancient era, only the Immortal Lord had cultivated the Golden Immortal Emperor body. Who else could have injured the Immortal Lord, besides Zhulong and the Void Demon leader? Do you think there is anyone else?" Xia Xinyu's words made Wang Zhuo extremely fearful.
"The wooden sword refined from the Cheng Tian wood was inserted straight into the head of this Void Demon leader. By all rights, the primordial spirit of this Void Demon leader must have collapsed. Why did the Immortal Lord spend so much effort to suppress him here?" Wang Zhuo said, stumbling and almost falling to the ground, his face turned pale and bloodless from fright.
"Unless!" Xia Xinyu spoke.
"Unless this Void Demon leader is not dead, and his primordial spirit has left this body and fled elsewhere!" Long Ju interrupted Xia Xinyu's words, then scanned the surroundings and said again, "Just like Zhulong, the Immortal Lord at that time could not do anything to the Void Demon leader, so he could only suppress his physical body here to prevent him from causing chaos in the world after entering the Immortal Realm!"
"If what you say is true, then where did the primordial spirit of the Void Demon leader go? The current era is a whole era after the Immortal Lord's era. Why is there no longer any supreme being suppressing the plane in today's world?" Yang Youji shook his head, disagreeing with Long Ju's words.
"Look, there's a passage!" Dian Wei shouted. Behind the corpse of the Void Demon leader, about ten feet away, there was a narrow passage only wide enough for one person to pass. Looking by the dim light, it was covered with dark red moss-like plants, and there were many black mists swirling among these plants.
Looking at the scene in the narrow passage, the group felt a sense of foreboding. What were these dark red plants, and where did this passage lead?
"Let's go in and take a look. The retreat is blocked, we can only move forward, there's no other way!" Xia Xinyu said, looking up at the mountain peak. At this time, heavy snow was falling from the sky.
Xia Xinyu took the lead, entering the narrow passage resolutely. The others followed closely.
This narrow passage was very long, spanning a thousand miles. Looking up, the rock above was impenetrable, only three feet away. Their divine sense was blocked here, and they had no idea where they were going.
Slowly, not knowing if there was danger ahead, they did not dare to speed up. The group continued their steps. After walking for more than an hour, they entered a larger space.
Upon entering this place, the five people were all surprised. In the vast space, there were seven graves covered with scarlet grass, which they did not know what kind of plant it was. It wriggled like a snake.
"What is this ghost thing?" Wang Yunxuan shouted. The group was startled, their faces solemn, and they all dared not approach. This space was very large, tens of millions of square feet. In such a large area, besides the seven graves, there was a dark red river surrounding the seven graves.
This river was not wide, only about ten feet wide. The dark red liquid within flowed with a gurgling sound, its source and destination unknown. It wound its way around and surrounded the seven graves.
Strangely, on each of the seven graves, there was a fifteen-foot-long sword refined from the branches of the Cheng Tian wood. These seven swords, perhaps stained by the dark red liquid flowing around the seven graves for an era, were entirely dark red.