49: Chapter 49: A Stylish Entrance

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

During this time, Xiao Ran made thorough preparations.

He exhausted his remaining Sect contribution points to exchange for three bottles of demonic essence pills from the Sect treasury, which could be used to quickly recover demonic essence, as well as a set of Xuan Yin Formation Flags and a large number of Talismans.

Taking advantage of this time, he had also comprehended the Golden Core chapter of the Guixu Demon Scripture to Minor Achievement and mastered a new Divine Ability, the Domain of Guixu.

Once activated, it could cast a ten-zhang Guixu force field around him, weakening the attack and defense of all enemies within range.

His mastery of the Myriad Dao Guixu Body transformation also grew more proficient through constant practice.

Now, he could stably convert swallowed energy into fire, lightning, and ice-attribute demonic essence.

Thus, in just three short days, although Xiao Ran's cultivation had not achieved a Breakthrough, his combat power was significantly stronger than it had been during the ranking battles.

On this day, at the plaza of the Eternal Night Demon Sect's mountain gate.

The eight Demon Sons gathered, each followed by several True Disciples. These were the external personnel permitted by the Sect to assist with exploration, transporting resources, and so on.

Before long.

In the center of the plaza, a massive teleportation formation lit up.

On the other side of the teleportation formation, dilapidated palaces could be faintly seen floating in the air.

That was the ruins of the Ancient Fallen Immortal Battlefield.

Mo Yuan and three Elders stood before the teleportation formation.

"Depart!"

As soon as the words fell, the four big shots vanished from the spot instantly.

Seeing this, the eight Demon Sons turned into streaks of light and dove into the teleportation formation.

At the very last moment before entering, Xiao Ran looked back at the Eternal Night Demon Sect's mountain gate.

This trip would last three months.

He wondered what the scenery would be like when he returned.

He took a deep breath, turned around, and stepped into the formation.

...

The far north of the Northern Region.

Tianyuan Rift Valley, this place was one of the famous forbidden zones in the Northern Region.

The bottomless rift valley was shrouded year-round in gray-black spatial turbulence. Ordinary Cultivators would feel a stinging pain in their Divine Soul if they approached within a hundred li, and those with weaker cultivation might even be torn apart by the invisible power of space.

But today, three hundred li outside the perimeter of the Tianyuan Rift Valley, it was already packed with people.

The opening of the Ancient Fallen Immortal Battlefield was a major event for the entire cultivation world of the Northern Region.

At this moment.

Above the sky at the edge of the rift valley, various forces had arrived one after another.

On the eastern horizon, rays of rosy clouds stretched for ten thousand zhang.

Nine snow-white cranes, each with a wingspan of ten zhang, pulled a white jade chariot as they broke through the clouds. Around the chariot, seventy-two young Daoists carried banners to lead the way, their clear crane calls echoing through the heavens.

The chariot stopped, and the curtains were lifted.

Three old men wearing Taiji Daoist robes stepped out slowly.

The leader had white hair and a white beard, a refined face, and held a horsetail whisk. The aura of the Dao flowed around his body, and at first glance, he seemed to have merged with heaven and earth.

This person was none other than the Deputy Palace Master of Supreme Dao Palace, Daoist Master Qingxu, who possessed Void Refining Great Perfection cultivation.

Behind him, eight Dao Palace Disciples including Ling Jianxin, Su Qinghan, and Li Changsheng stood solemnly, each with a solid aura and the graceful demeanor of an immortal.

It had to be said that the reason the righteous path was the righteous path was that their appearance alone gave people a sense of trustworthiness.

"Supreme Dao Palace has arrived!"

"That is Daoist Master Qingxu. It is rumored that he has already stepped half a foot into the Body Integration Stage!"

"The Disciples of this generation of the Dao Palace are truly extraordinary. That Ling Jianxin... his Sword Intent has already reached the realm of Unity of Man and Sword!"

"..."

Amidst the waves of discussion.

Daoist Master Qingxu swept his gaze calmly across the audience and said to an Elder beside him.

"The younger generation of the Northern Region has indeed produced quite a few good seedlings."

"Indeed, it is just a pity that the Demonic Path accounts for the majority."

The Elder said regretfully.

Daoist Master Qingxu shook his head slightly: "The struggle of the Dao depends on individual ability. We shall see what fortune they find within the Ancient Battlefield."

Before the words had even faded.

The western sky suddenly darkened.

It was not because it was night, but because the daylight had been blocked by boundless Devilish Qi!

Nine jet-black demonic dragons, each a hundred zhang long, pulled a towering black palace as they tore through the sky.

The dragon roars shook the heavens, and the demonic might was overwhelming!

The coolness factor was completely maxed out at this moment.

In front of the palace, Mo Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, his black robes fluttering.

Although his Void Refining pressure was deliberately restrained, it still made all living beings within a hundred li silent as cicadas in winter.

Behind him, the eight Demon Sons stood in a row.

Li Tianxing's blood evil soared to the heavens, White Bone Scholar was filled with ghostly Qi, Poison Lady was surrounded by colorful smoke, Yin Jiuyou was permeated with cold Qi, Blood Slaughterer's Evil Qi shot into the sky with layers of ghost phantoms, Xiao Ran's Guixu was restrained, and Tie Kuang was as solid as a mountain.

The Eternal Night Demon Sect has arrived!

"Old Demon Mo Yuan is leading the team in person..."

"All eight Demon Sons of Eternal Night are out! Is this to sweep through the Ancient Battlefield?"

"That Seventh Demon Son, Xiao Ran, is rumored to have been a newcomer who had just stepped into the cultivation world a year ago. In just one short year, he has already reached the last stage of Golden Core. Truly terrifying!"

"Isn't Supreme Dao Palace the same? The Third Dao Child was also a newcomer a year ago, and now he has reached the Middle Stage of Golden Core."

"..."

In the sky.

Mo Yuan nodded slightly to Daoist Master Qingxu, which counted as a greeting.

Daoist Master Qingxu returned the gesture.

As leaders of the righteous and Demonic Paths, some superficial etiquette was still necessary.

But the moment their gazes met, the void trembled faintly.

That was an invisible clash between Void Refining experts.

After just one breath, they each withdrew.

"Palace Master Mo, I trust you have been well."

Daoist Master Qingxu smiled faintly.

"Fellow Daoist Qingxu, you have indeed become increasingly refined."

Mo Yuan's voice was indifferent.

The two said no more and each occupied one side of the sky.

Immediately after.

"Clang!!!"

A heaven-shaking sword cry came from the south!

Thousands of sword lights fell like a meteor shower, converging into a long river of Sword Qi.

Above the long river, seven white-robed Sword Cultivators came riding on swords.

The leader was a middle-aged swordsman with a cold and stern face, carrying an ancient sword on his back. He looked like a drawn divine sword, sharp and exposed!

The Deputy Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Jian Wuya, at the Late Stage of Void Refining.

He was hailed as the second greatest Sword Cultivator in the Northern Region!

The six people behind him were all the most outstanding Sword Children of this generation of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Among them, Jian Wuchen was dressed in white as snow, his Sword Intent pure, already at the Nascent Soul middle stage.

"Heavenly Sword Sect has arrived!"

"It is said that Jian Wuya's Heavenly Sword Art has been cultivated to the ninth level, and he once severed a thousand-li mountain range with a single sword strike!"

"That Jian Wuchen is not simple either. He possesses the Heavenly Sword Spirit Body and formed his Nascent Soul at twenty-seven, setting a thousand-year record for the Heavenly Sword Sect!"

"..."

Jian Wuya cupped his hands to both Daoist Master Qingxu and Mo Yuan, then retracted his sword light and occupied the southern sky.

In the north, a cold wind howled.

A pale bone ship, piled together from thousands of skeletons, sailed over slowly. Standing at the bow was an old woman in black robes.

She looked withered, held a skull staff, and was permeated with Death Qi.

The Grand Elder of the Xuan Yin Cult, Granny Yingu, at the Middle Stage of Void Refining.

Behind her, Fairy Youyue wore a black veil, her face stunningly beautiful yet cold as frost.

Her Xuan Yin Body allowed her to fuse perfectly with the surrounding Yin Qi, as if she were a ghost maiden from the underworld.

"The ghost hag of the Xuan Yin Cult has also come..."

"I heard that three years ago, Fairy Youyue, with her Great Perfection Golden Core cultivation, froze a Loose Cultivator at the Early Stage of Nascent Soul!"

"The Xuan Yin Cult's Cultivation Technique is bizarre and the most difficult to deal with."

Granny Yingu cackled strangely, nodded to everyone, and the bone ship stopped in the north.

The four hegemons had arrived, and the other forces also appeared one after another.