58: Thousands of phantom eyes, Ye Chen’s confidence!

Deep within Fallen Demon Valley, a valley shrouded in mist.

This was originally a land of despair, where the sun never shone year-round.

However, at this moment, two beams of light, one gold and one red, were intensely intertwined in the center of the valley, erupting with waves of heart-palpitating Spiritual Qi fluctuations.

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

Above the stone platform, an eye floated.

It was completely black, and its pupil seemed to contain an endless abyss. Even a single glance would make one's Divine Soul disoriented and fall into an endless illusion.

thousand illusion demon eye.

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

However, the state of this demon eye was not good at this moment.

Above it, a golden Formation composed of eighteen sariras floated—the World Cleansing Formation.

This was set up five thousand years ago by an eminent monk from Leiyin Temple, one of the Ten Gates of the Immortal Dao, specifically to purify the Devilish Qi of this demon eye.

After five thousand years of Buddhist light cleansing, most of the Devilish Qi around the demon eye had been purified.

And under the long-term confrontation and Fusion of demon blood and Buddhist light, a fist-sized, crystal-clear, ruby-like crystal had condensed beneath the stone platform.

blood essence crystal.

This item was condensed purely from the Origin of the Law of Blood, without the slightest trace of Devilish Qi Impurities.

For any Cultivator who Cultivates blood Dao Cultivation Technique, or who urgently needs to replenish their blood Qi Origin, it is a priceless treasure.

At this time, a slender figure slowly walked into this illusion-filled valley.

It was Ye Chen's Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Clone.

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

"A mere remnant Formation illusion dares to shake this Venerable One's Dao Heart."

Ye Chen snorted coldly.

Although he was only a Clone, his Divine Soul essence was an Innate Dao Body at the Soul Transformation Stage.

This level of illusion technique was like child's play in his eyes.

He walked step by step towards the stone platform, his gaze fixed on the blood essence crystal, a hint of unconcealed desire flashing in his eyes.

"As long as I obtain this item and refine the Origin of the Law of Blood within it, the deficit of my Innate Dao Body can be compensated, and I might even gain a blessing in disguise, comprehending a trace of the Law of Blood."

Ye Chen thought to himself.

He not only coveted this crystal but also had no intention of letting go of the sealed thousand illusion demon eye.

"Although this demon eye is weak, it is still an organ of a Void Refining Old Demon. If I refine it, I will definitely Revered Master a pupil technique!"

Thinking of this, 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 comprehension of Law was still there.

"Supreme Yin Divine Thunder!"

Boom!

A bolt of lightning, as black as ink and imbued with a cold, deathly Aura, shot out from his palm, fiercely striking the thousand illusion demon eye.

"Screech—!"

The thousand illusion demon eye let out a mournful shriek, like a wailing ghost.

It was already on its last breath, suppressed by the World Cleansing Formation, and now suffered another heavy blow, immediately receiving devastating damage.

That layer of originally sturdy protective demonic light instantly shattered under the bombardment of the Supreme Yin Divine Thunder.

"Now is the time."

A sharp glint flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and his figure, swift as lightning, lunged towards the stone platform.

He spread his large hand, intending to take both the blood essence crystal and the thousand illusion demon eye into his possession.

However.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the treasures.

Whoosh!

A fiercely sharp Sword Qi, without any warning, slashed out from the mist on the side.

This sword strike was fast, accurate, and ruthless.

Before the Sword Qi even arrived, its bone-chilling sharpness had already torn through Ye Chen's protective Spiritual Qi, aiming directly at his wrist.

"Seeking death."

Ye Chen's expression darkened, and he had no choice but to retract his palm, forcefully twisting his body in mid-air to avoid this fatal blow.

Swoosh!

The Sword Qi struck the stone platform, leaving a bottomless sword mark.

Ye Chen landed ten zhang away, his gaze sinister as he looked in the direction from which the Sword Qi had come.

The mist dispersed, revealing several figures.

Leading them was a person in white clothes, purer than snow, holding an ordinary iron longsword, with an aloof temperament like a cold plum blossom of the Nine Heavens—it was Lu Xueyao.

Beside her were Bai Miaozhen of the Yu Hua Immortal Sect, and several True Disciples of the Yu Hua Immortal Sect.

"A bunch of Foundation Establishment juniors, dare to ruin this Venerable One's good deed?"

Ye Chen recognized the newcomers, a hint of disdain and killing intent flashing in his eyes.

In his eyes, these Foundation Establishment Stage juniors, even Lu Xueyao with her Nine Aperture Exquisite Sword Heart, were nothing more than slightly larger ants.

His main body was at the Soul Transformation Middle Stage. Even though this Clone was only at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, with his application of Law and combat experience, suppressing the entire scene was as easy as turning his palm.

"The treasures here were discovered by this Venerable One first." Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his voice indifferent, carrying a high and mighty authority: "Considering we are all of the Righteous Path, quickly retreat, and this Venerable One can spare your lives. Otherwise, do not blame this Venerable One's sword for being merciless."

"What big talk."

Bai Miaozhen's willow-like brows shot up, and she snorted coldly.

"This sealed item of the Blood River Ancestor is a source of demonic chaos that plagues the world, and everyone has the right to eliminate it. How can it fall into the hands of someone with ill intentions like you? I saw your thunder technique just now, full of sinister evil, clearly a Demonic Path method."

"More talk is useless."

Lu Xueyao stepped forward, her longsword slightly raised, its tip pointing directly at Ye Chen.

"Revered Master said that everything in this Fallen Demon Valley belongs to those with fate, and my sword is that fate."

"Revered Master?"

When Ye Chen heard these two words, Lu Yuan's face, which he hated to the core, immediately appeared in his mind.

An unnamed rage instantly rushed to the top of his head.

"Good, very good. Since the main culprit isn't here, I'll take some interest from you, his Disciple, first."

Ye Chen sneered, no longer holding back.

Boom!

A terrifying Aura erupted from his body.

Although he was only at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, faint Law fluctuations, the kind of pressure only found in the Soul Transformation Stage, swirled around him.

"Die."

Ye Chen pointed his fingers like a sword, and remotely slashed at Lu Xueyao.

"Dao Severing Sword Art."

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

This sword strike contained a trace of the Third Transformation Law of the Sword Concept.

Even a Golden Core Stage Cultivator here would probably be instantly killed by this sword.

Bai Miaozhen and the others' expressions changed drastically, but it was too late to rescue her.

However, facing this fatal sword strike, Lu Xueyao's expression showed no trace of panic.

In her eyes, there was only absolute calmness.

"Primordial Unity Sword, emerge."

Lu Xueyao flipped her wrist, and a divine sword emanating vast starlight, with an ancient and heavy blade, appeared in her hand.

High Grade Spirit Treasure, Primordial Unity Sword.

The moment he saw this sword, Ye Chen's eyes nearly popped out.

"My Primordial Unity Sword."

He let out a mournful roar. That was the Legacy treasure of his Taiyi Sect, the stake he lost to Lu Yuan.

Now, it actually appeared in this woman's hands, used to fight against him.

This was the greatest irony and humiliation.