Chapter 201 The Besieged Holy Son
The Secret Realm of the Dog Days.
This is the legendary place where immortals fell, and every corner of this secret realm hides deadly dangers.
Those with Golden Core cultivation level are just easy prey here; only those with Nascent Soul cultivation level can barely survive.
However, this does not mean that Nascent Soul cultivators would dare to come here easily; on the contrary, they are also very afraid.
Those who dare to come here are all immortal beings in the cultivation world. They have lived for a very long time, and their cultivation level is a mystery. They often venture into various high-level secret realms in search of longevity elixirs, hoping to seize that sliver of a chance to ascend to the immortal realm.
However, no matter how many people try, since the collapse of the Central Holy Land ten thousand years ago, no one in the cultivation world has been able to ascend to the Upper Realm.
"It is said that the Central Holy Land once had a passage to ascend to the Immortal Realm, but our Demon Lord cut that passage off, depriving all of you cultivators of the opportunity to ascend to the Immortal Realm."
Deep within the secret realm, a cloud of black mist condensed into the approximate shape of a human, whispering something there.
"Therefore, the cultivation world no longer has any path to ascension. Those trapped here can only wait for their lifespan to run out."
"The Supreme Elder of the Southern Spirit Sect, the Holy Son of the Northern Ridge Holy Land, and the Priest of the Insect Valley, do you agree?"
Black smoke billowed out, accompanied by constant sounds and loud laughter.
However, the three people opposite the black mist remained unmoved, still meditating as if nothing could bother them.
"How pathetic! You're nothing but a bunch of wretched worms nearing the end of your lives. You'll probably be dead soon, won't you?"
"Having the cultivation level to transcend tribulation, yet unable to ascend, what a painful thing that must be! I'm worried for you all."
The enticing voice never gave up.
The priests of the Mountain Witch Valley and the Supreme Elder of the Southern Spirit Sect trembled, clearly affected by those words.
"Don't believe this guy's nonsense!" Suddenly, a huge axe was smashed down. The Holy Son of the Northern Ridge Holy Land had opened his eyes at some point and was coldly staring at the black mist opposite him.
"You are nothing but pitiful worms abandoned by the Demon Realm. If the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm truly valued you, how could he have allowed us to hack you to pieces like this?"
The Holy Son of Beiling sneered.
"Don't try to sow discord here. If you say another word, I'll beat you up!"
A dazzling light flashed in the eyes of the Holy Son of Beiling. He raised his axe and slashed fiercely at the black cloud of mist.
The black mist opposite suddenly erupted with a sharp wail, and a piece of the mist was visibly gone.
The demon king was furious and quickly drew out all his mist, fleeing in disarray.
However, the Demon King escaped from the cave, and the many arrays he had set up there were difficult to dismantle. So the Insect Valley Priest could only release his Gu worms again to secretly gnaw on a corner of the array.
The Supreme Elder of the Southern Spirit Sect was also calculating the trajectory of the formation, and he frowned from time to time.
"You two old geezers, have you figured out a way out of here?" The Holy Son of Beiling was getting impatient. He put down his huge axe, which slammed into the ground, making a violent tremor.
The elderly insect shaman coughed violently twice, his frail body resembling a flickering candle in the wind.
"It's not that we don't want to speed things up, but no matter how fast we move, they will notice it in time and quickly repair the formation."
Even the insect shaman was helpless.
His Gu techniques are indeed powerful, capable of devouring most formations.
However, the demons were even faster; there must be many demons stationed here, laying a trap just for them.
Inside this cave, there are only two people who can use it: him and the Supreme Elder of the Southern Spirit Sect.
That guy, the Holy Son of Beiling, only knows how to use force. Asking him to dismantle the formation is harder than climbing to heaven!
"If you ask me, we should just use brute force to dismantle them. I could shatter all these formations! I still need to find my daughter!" muttered Beiling Holy Land.
His poor daughter was stolen before she was even born! He wanted nothing more than to tear the culprit to pieces!
No matter what, he will not give up the search!
"You are capable of shattering these formations, but you had already used up all your strength by then. How are we supposed to break through all these blockades now?" the Insect Witch sighed.
"The demons came prepared. If we don't hold back our strength and cooperate, we won't even be able to save our lives!"
"If we fall, the forces behind us will also be impacted, and it could even affect the entire region. This is not something either of us wants to see." The Insect Witch coughed again, her voice filled with anguish.
"Who doesn't want to live? You want to find your daughter, but I want to find my twin grandson and granddaughter. The two little ones were taken away by their father when they were little, and I heard he treated them very badly, abusing them since they were young. He deserves to die!"
Thinking of this, the insect witch coughed even more violently.
In the end, he and the Holy Son of Beiling opposite him both sighed.