Chapter 1354
Black Wind Demon Palace
Ye Yang looked up.
What comes into view are towering ancient trees so dense they almost block out the sun, and the air is filled with the damp smell of earth and the pungent odor of grass and trees.
There was also a faint trace of blood and violence.
He moved his fingers, and it felt as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart. The Dao power within him was like beads from a broken string, scattered and chaotic.
That was a side effect of forcibly activating the Immortal-Stabilizing Technique and burning one's essence and blood to unleash that sword strike.
"This place... although it is the Star Sea Realm, it seems to be quite a distance from the Flying Gate."
Ye Yang glanced around, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes.
The trees around him were not any of the kind he was familiar with.
The occasional roars of beasts were deep and violent, unlike those of ordinary demonic beasts, and carried a primal, savage power.
He struggled to sit up, leaning against an ancient tree, and used the last bit of his weak Dao power to barely suppress the injuries in his body.
The Xuanwu Sacred Beast remained in its palm-sized miniature form, curled up on his shoulder.
The luster on the tortoise shell grew increasingly dim, and its aura was extremely weak, clearly indicating that it had not yet recovered from its previous exertion.
He merely opened his eyes slightly, cautiously observing the surrounding movements.
"We must find out where we are as soon as possible and find a place with abundant spiritual energy to heal our injuries."
Ye Yang's mind raced; he knew very well that he was now like a fish on a chopping board.
If you encounter a strong opponent, you will have no power to resist. Only by recovering your strength as soon as possible can you take the initiative.
He endured the excruciating pain, took out a few pills and swallowed them, then slowly stood up while holding onto the tree trunk.
The forest was unusually quiet; apart from the occasional roar of an animal and the rustling of leaves in the wind, there was no other sound.
Just then, Ye Yang keenly sensed several faint footsteps coming from not far ahead.
A glint flashed in Ye Yang's eyes. He mustered his strength and headed forward.
Soon, two figures gradually became clear from the weeds ahead.
A man dressed in coarse cloth, with a youthful face, upright posture, and a faint aura of blood surrounding him, walked with steady steps but slightly awkward.
The other person was dressed in a blue Taoist robe, with a middle-aged face and a dignified air between his brows. Occasionally, a white Taoist power would flow from his fingertips, indicating that he was a Golden Core cultivator.
"Master, this Black Wind Forest is too eerie. We've been searching for half a day and still haven't found the Qi-Gathering Grass. Should we retreat first?"
The young man frowned, his voice tinged with unease.
The middle-aged cultivator raised his hand and waved, his gaze sweeping over his surroundings with a hint of impatience.
"What's the panic? It's just a Qi Condensation Grass. You can only break through to the late stage of Martial Artist if you find it. Hold on for a little longer. If you still can't find it, then retreat."
Black Wind Forest, Qi-Gathering Grass?
It seems that these two are cultivators from this area and must know the situation here.
Given my current serious injuries, I shouldn't delay any longer. Rather than rashly searching, I should try to extract crucial information from these two individuals.
Ye Yang took a deep breath and concentrated all the faint spiritual energy from the dissolved pill into his right hand.
"Who?!"
The middle-aged Golden Core cultivator reacted extremely quickly. Sensing the strong wind behind him, he turned around abruptly, his fingertips surging with Dao power as he prepared to strike behind him.
But the speed and force of the attack from behind were something he simply couldn't withstand.
Before Ye Yang could fully activate his Dao power, his right hand had already gripped the man's neck. With a slight exertion of force from his fingertips, a powerful sense of oppression instantly enveloped the man, suppressing the Dao power within his body.
"Shut up! If you dare to move, you're dead!"
Ye Yang's tone remained icy.
Where is this place?
The middle-aged cultivator trembled with fear and stammered.
"Senior... this is... this is the Flying Feather Territory of the Star Sea Realm, also known as the Eastern Feather Barbarian Forest."
"Dongyu Barbarian Forest?"
Ye Yang frowned slightly, understanding dawning on him.
This Eastern Feather Wild Forest is a chaotic place on the edge of the Star Sea Realm. It is said that there are not only powerful savage beasts here, but also countless rogue cultivators and bandits, who fight each other all year round.
Do you know how far this place is from the Flying Gate?
Upon hearing the words "Flying Gate," a hint of awe flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, followed by a troubled expression.
"Immortal Master, the Flying Heaven Sect... the Flying Heaven Sect is a major sect in the Holy Land, with countless experts. Its main sect is located in the central part of the Star Sea Realm, which is extremely far from here, a full 100,000 miles away. Moreover, from the Eastern Feather Barbarian Forest to the Flying Heaven Sect, one has to pass through countless dangerous places, and there are several powerful forces entrenched there. Even cultivators at the Nascent Soul Dao Realm dare not travel alone."
'So far? But for the speed of a Thunder Tribulation Dao Realm cultivator, it's not as exaggerated as I imagined.'
Upon hearing this, Ye Yang knew that it was impossible to reach the Flying Heaven Gate as soon as possible.
The most urgent task is to find a place rich in spiritual energy and heal my injuries; otherwise, everything else is just empty talk.
"In that case, are there any places with abundant spiritual energy near this Eastern Feather Wild Forest?"
Sensing Ye Yang's murderous intent, the two were terrified.
After a short while, the middle-aged man finally spoke.
“Immortal Master, I dare not lie, I dare not lie! Deep within this desolate eastern forest, there is a place called Black Wind Valley, where the spiritual energy is much richer than in other places, and there is also a demon palace there called Black Wind Demon Palace. It is said that the spiritual energy within the demon palace is pure.”
"Black Wind Valley? Black Wind Demon Palace?"
A glint of light flashed in Ye Yang's eyes. The spiritual vein was exactly the place he needed right now.
"How strong is the Black Wind Demon Palace? What is the Palace Master's cultivation level?"
Ye Yang continued to press for answers. Although he was confident, he would not act rashly. Only by knowing oneself and one's enemy can one win every battle.
"The Palace Master, Black Wind Demon, is at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm. In addition, there are many other experts and the defenses are very tight. There are special guards at the entrance of the valley, so it is not easy to get in."
Ye Yang made an estimate.
Even with his severe injuries, dealing with a demonic cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage wouldn't be difficult. "How do I get to Black Wind Valley? Tell me in detail!"
The two dared not conceal anything and quickly explained the route to Black Wind Valley in detail.
Deep within Blackwind Valley, a colossal black palace stands in the center of the valley.
The palace was built of black stone and was magnificent. At the top of the palace, a huge black wind beast was carved, so lifelike that it seemed to be about to pounce down and devour everything.
Around the palace, there were many disciples of the Black Wind Demon Palace patrolling, each with a powerful aura and strict security.
No sooner had the words been spoken than a rough voice came from inside the palace, carrying a hint of impatience and arrogance.
"Trash! Who dares to trespass into my Black Wind Demon Palace? Drag him in and tear him to pieces!"
Immediately afterwards, a black figure strode out of the palace.
Deep within Black Wind Valley, in a black palace.
Inside the main hall, candlelight flickered.
In the center of the main hall, on a huge throne cast from black iron, the Black Wind Demon leaned back, one hand supporting his chin, the other playing with the blood wine in his cup.
He was born fierce, with a face as sharp as a knife, narrow eyes, and slightly upturned corners.
On either side of the main hall, a dozen or so elders of the Black Wind Demon Palace sat in rows.
"Palace Master, our Black Wind Demon Palace has dominated the Eastern Feather Barbarian Forest for hundreds of years. Within a radius of three thousand miles, who dares to disobey us?"
"They've conquered more and more territory in recent years, and the spirit stones they've been paying tribute to us amount to millions every year!"
"More than just spirit stones!"
Another gaunt elder with a hooked nose chimed in, his eyes gleaming with greed.
"After hearing the name of our Black Wind Demon Palace, which of those small sects doesn't tremble in fear? The other day, didn't Qingyun Temple offer up three furnace cauldrons, each with a pure Yin body, just right for us to cultivate the Blood Demon Great Art!"
"Hahahaha!"
A burst of unrestrained laughter immediately filled the hall.
"Well said!"
"I've said it before, this Eastern Feather Wild Forest will be ours sooner or later! Those so-called righteous sects are nothing but a bunch of cowards. So what if it's the Immortal Alliance? Their hands can't even reach this desolate wilderness!"
"Your Majesty is wise!"
The elders echoed their sentiments, showering him with flattery.
"Once we've accumulated enough strength for a few more years and broken through to the Void Refinement Realm, we'll not only be able to claim a share of the Eastern Feather Barbarian Forest, but also the fertile lands in the central part of the Star Sea Realm!"
The Black Wind Demon became more and more excited as he spoke, and suddenly stood up, his body surging with black energy.
"At that time, we will let the entire Star Sea Realm know the might of our Black Wind Demon Palace!"
"The Palace Master is mighty!"
"The Black Wind Demon Palace, its might shakes all directions!"
Just as everyone was shouting excitedly, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall.
"Report!"
A disciple of the Demon Palace stumbled into the main hall, his face pale, and he tumbled and crawled to his knees.
"Palace Master! Someone...someone is coming!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the entire hall fell silent.
Followed by.
"Pfft!"
I don't know who couldn't help but laugh out loud first.
"Hahahahaha!"
"Someone has broken into the palace? In this day and age, there are still fools who dare to come to my Black Wind Demon Palace. Do they have a death wish?"
"Is he some reckless rogue cultivator who stumbled in by mistake?"
"Could it be that they see our Black Wind Demon Palace has many treasures and want to make a fortune here?"
"This is absolutely hilarious!"
Another elder stroked his goatee and smiled sinisterly.
"How many years has it been? How many years has it been since anyone dared to trespass on our mountain gate? The last one who was so reckless must be buried with grass growing three feet tall by now, right?"
Black Wind Demon also laughed, but his smile was chilling, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"That's interesting."
He slowly sat back on his throne and gestured for his disciple to rise.
"Tell me, who are these people? What is their cultivation level?"
"Reporting to the Palace Master, we can't discern their cultivation level, but... there's only one person who has already reached the mountain gate..."
"one person?"
Black Wind Demon raised an eyebrow, then laughed loudly.
"How dare you! You dare to trespass into my Black Wind Demon Palace all by yourself? Today I'll see which deity is so ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth!"
But before he could finish speaking...
Boom!
The entire palace trembled violently.
Outside the palace, the sky and earth changed color.
An extremely domineering and vastly terrifying aura suddenly descended upon Black Wind Valley. (End of Chapter)