: Phantom Eyes, Ye Chen’s confidence!

Deep within the Valley of Fallen Demons lies a valley shrouded in mist.

This place was originally a desolate place, where the sun never shines.

However, at this moment, in the center of the valley, two colors of light, one gold and one red, were violently intertwined, bursting out waves of spiritual energy that made one's heart tremble.

At the source of that light was an ancient stone platform.

Above the stone platform, an eye floats.

Its entire body was pitch black, and its pupils seemed to contain an endless abyss. Even a single glance could bewitch a person and plunge them into an endless illusion.

Thousands of magic eyes.

This is one of the important parts of the Blood River Ancestor's demonic body that was dismembered back then, containing extremely terrifying mental illusion laws.

However, the Demon Eye is not in good condition at the moment.

Above it floats a golden array composed of eighteen relics—the Purification Array.

This was arranged by a high monk from Leiyin Temple, one of the ten sects of immortals, five thousand years ago, specifically to purify the demonic energy of this demonic eye.

After five thousand years of being cleansed by the Buddha's light, most of the demonic energy around the Demon Eye has been purified.

Under the long-term confrontation and fusion of demonic blood and Buddhist light, a fist-sized, crystal-clear, ruby-like crystal condensed beneath the stone platform.

Blood Essence Crystal.

This item is formed from the pure essence of the Law of Blood, containing no trace of demonic impurities.

It is an invaluable treasure for any cultivator who practices blood cultivation techniques or urgently needs to replenish their blood and qi.

At this moment, a tall, slender figure slowly walked into this valley filled with illusions.

It was Ye Chen's mid-Foundation Establishment stage clone.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping coldly over the surrounding illusions that were baring their fangs and claws, trying to invade his mind.

"A mere remnant formation and illusion dares to shake my resolve?"

Ye Chen snorted coldly.

Although he was only an avatar, his soul essence was that of a primordial Dao body at the Nascent Soul stage.

Such illusions were child's play to him.

He walked step by step toward the stone platform, his gaze fixed on the Blood Essence Crystal, a barely concealed longing flashing in his eyes.

"As long as I obtain this item and refine the origin of the Blood Law within it, the deficiency in my innate Dao Body can be replenished. I might even turn misfortune into blessing and comprehend a trace of the Blood Law."

Ye Chen thought to himself.

He not only had his eye on this crystal, but he also didn't intend to let go of the sealed Thousand Illusion Demon Eye.

"Although this demonic eye is weak, it is still an organ of the Void Refinement Demon. If I can refine it, I will surely master a pupil technique!"

With that in mind, Ye Chen no longer hesitated.

He raised his right hand, and lightning surged in his palm.

Although he was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, his understanding of the laws was still intact.

"Taiyin Divine Thunder!"

boom!

A bolt of lightning, as black as ink and imbued with a chilling, deathly aura, shot out from his palm and slammed fiercely into the Thousand Illusion Demon Eye.

"squeak--!"

The Thousand Illusions Demon Eye let out a shrill shriek, like the howl of a vengeful ghost.

It was already on the verge of death due to the suppression of the Purification Array, and now it suffered another heavy blow, instantly suffering a devastating attack.

The originally solid protective magical light shattered instantly under the bombardment of the Taiyin Divine Thunder.

"Now."

A glint flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he moved like lightning, rushing straight towards the stone platform.

He reached out and was about to take the Blood Essence Crystal and the Thousand Illusion Demon Eye into his possession.

however.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the treasure.

call out!

A sharp and extremely fierce sword aura suddenly slashed out from the mist on the side without warning.

This sword strike was fast, accurate, and ruthless.

Before the sword energy even arrived, its piercing sharpness had already cleaved through Ye Chen's protective spiritual energy, heading straight for his wrist.

"court death."

Ye Chen's expression darkened, and he had no choice but to withdraw his hand. He forcibly twisted his body in mid-air to avoid this fatal blow.

laugh!

The sword energy struck the stone platform, leaving a deep, bottomless sword mark.

Ye Chen landed ten feet away, his gaze turning cold as he looked in the direction from which the sword energy had come.

As the mist dissipated, several figures were revealed.

The leader, dressed in white, wielding a long iron sword, possessed a cold and aloof demeanor like a plum blossom in the cold of the heavens—it was Lu Xueyao.

Beside her were Bai Miaozhen of the Feathered Immortal Sect, and several other true disciples of the Feathered Immortal Sect.

"A bunch of Foundation Establishment juniors dare to ruin my plans?"

When Ye Chen saw who it was, a hint of disdain and killing intent flashed in his eyes.

In his eyes, this group of Foundation Establishment juniors, even Lu Xueyao who possessed the Nine Aperture Exquisite Sword Heart, were nothing more than slightly larger ants.

His true form was at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and even though this clone was only at the mid-stage of the Foundation Establishment realm, his mastery of the laws and combat experience made it easy for him to suppress the entire scene.

"I was the first to discover the treasures here." Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his voice indifferent, exuding an air of superior authority: "Out of consideration for our shared righteous path, retreat quickly, and I may spare your lives. Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless with my sword."

"Such arrogance."

Bai Miaozhen raised her eyebrows and snorted coldly.

"This seal of the Blood River Ancestor is the source of evil that wreaks havoc on the world. Everyone should kill it. How could it fall into the hands of someone with such wicked intentions as you? I saw that lightning spell you just used. It was sinister and clearly a demonic technique."

"Further discussion is pointless."

Lu Xueyao stepped forward, slightly raising the long sword in her hand, the tip of the sword pointing directly at Ye Chen.

"My master said that everything in this Fallen Demon Valley belongs to those who are destined to live there, and my sword is that destiny."

"Master?"

Upon hearing those two words, Ye Chen immediately pictured Lu Yuan's face, the face he hated to the core.

An unnamed rage surged to the top of his head.

"Alright, very well. Since the main person isn't here, I'll just collect some interest from you, my disciple."

Ye Chen grinned maliciously and stopped holding back.

boom!

A terrifying aura erupted from his body.

Although he was only in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, he was surrounded by faint fluctuations of laws, a kind of pressure that only those in the Nascent Soul stage possessed.

"Die."

Ye Chen pointed his fingers together like a sword and slashed at Lu Xueyao from afar.

"Sword Technique for Slaying the Dao"

A transparent ripple, visible to the naked eye, transformed into a sword of law, ignoring spatial distance, and instantly appeared before Lu Xueyao's brow.

This sword strike contained a trace of the essence of the Three Transformations Sword Law.

Even a Golden Core cultivator would likely be instantly killed by this sword strike.

Bai Miaozhen and the others' expressions changed drastically; it was too late to come to their rescue.

However, Lu Xueyao showed no sign of panic in the face of this deadly sword strike.

In her eyes, there was only absolute calmness.

"Taiyi Sword, unleash."

With a flick of her wrist, Lu Xueyao conjured a divine sword that radiated a vast starlight and possessed an ancient and heavy blade.

A top-grade spiritual treasure, the Taiyi Sword.

The moment Ye Chen saw the sword, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"My Taiyi Sword."

He let out a mournful roar; it was the most precious heirloom of his Taiyi Sect, the stake he had lost to Lu Yuan.

Now, it has actually fallen into this woman's hands and is being used against him.

This is an absolute irony and humiliation.