228: There are still many good people in this world.

Buzz...

The Void Realm surged, and a group of figures emerged from the vortex.

It was Chu Jiang, with Little White and Dragon Teng on his shoulders, followed by Fu Yunxuan and hundreds of Demon Suppression Guards.

Chu Jiang's gaze swept around, and as far as his eyes could see, there were continuous mountain peaks, dense forests, and ancient trees reaching into the sky.

It was a scene full of vitality.

"The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi is so dense, at least twice as high as the outside world!"

Zhao Ritian said, regretting that this Secret Realm was only open for seven days; otherwise, Cultivating here long-term would undoubtedly yield twice the results with half the effort.

"Don't even think about it. This kind of Secret Realm is only relatively safe for these seven days. If you stay here, you won't even know how you died."

Yanmo Dajun shook his head.

Otherwise, why do you think those who overstayed and didn't leave the Secret Realm were either gone or turned into skeletons when it reopened a second time?

Just then.

At the end of the world, a huge snow mountain stood tall.

It was the entrance to the second layer.

"Let's go!"

Chu Jiang shouted loudly.

Everyone began to move north, at a steady pace.

The Demon Suppression Guards also spread out, searching for Spiritual Plants and even the lowest-grade Heaven And Earth Treasure in the vicinity. If they encountered Spiritual Soil, they directly collected it in large quantities with their Storage Pouch.

Wherever they passed, not a single blade of grass remained.

Of course, people from Yu Xu Palace and others also Acquired some. Zhao Ritian also got one or two Spiritual Plants, but compared to the quantity obtained by the Demon Suppression Guards, it was merely a drop in the ocean.

"Master, there's a smell of blood ahead!"

Little White sniffed, then suddenly spoke, pointing casually in a direction with her snow-white little paw.

Saying that.

She jumped off Chu Jiang's shoulder.

Leading Chu Jiang and the others into the depths of the forest.

"There's not only the smell of blood but also the scent of a Treasure Medicine!"

Little White said excitedly, speeding up a bit. Dragon Teng's eyes widened when he heard about treasure, and he immediately became energetic, moving like lightning, closely following Little White's steps.

Chu Jiang's face lit up with joy. Little White's nose was even more sensitive than a dog's. He seriously suspected that when Demon Quelling Heavenly Venerable took her ancestor in, it was for treasure hunting... or grave robbing.

Hmm...

An ancient mighty figure like Demon Quelling Heavenly Venerable shouldn't do such a thing.

In the dense forest ahead.

"Oh no, it's a Fiend Grade Great Demon, the Flying Cloud Leopard!"

"Damn it, Senior Brother, save me quickly! I'm still young... I don't want to die!"

"Damn it, didn't they say there wasn't much danger for the Vajra Realm in this first layer? Where did this Fiend Grade Great Demon come from!"

"Bastard, I'll fight you to the death... Ah... Pfft... I just had a Breakthrough to Grandmaster, and I'm going to die? No!"

Over a dozen Disciples from Huangquan Pavilion cried out in despair. Facing the incredibly fast Flying Cloud Leopard, they had no chance of escaping.

"Beast, how dare you harm my Huangquan Pavilion Disciples? You're courting death!"

An Huangquan Pavilion Deacon fought with the Flying Cloud Leopard. They exchanged dozens of blows, and both were on their last breath.

Just then.

Whoosh!

A snowflake cut through the Void Realm, instantly freezing several Flying Cloud Leopards.

"Three Thousand Slashes: 1131 / 3000"

"It's Chu Garrison Envoy! He's here to save us!"

The surviving Disciples of Huangquan Pavilion had tears in their eyes.

"There are still good people in this world!"

The Huangquan Pavilion Deacon sighed, his aura weak, as he struggled to stand up.

He then instructed his Disciples to pick the several Millennial Blood Ganoderma, one of which had even reached two thousand years.

"Deacon Wu, they're all picked!"

A Disciple held several Millennial Treasure Medicines in his hands, exceptionally excited.

But the next second.

Boom!

He only felt a blur before his eyes.

The several Millennial Treasure Medicines in his hands had vanished.

"Ah... Where's my Treasure Medicine!"

The Disciple holding the Treasure Medicine was dumbfounded. He looked left and right, only to find that the Treasure Medicine in his hand had fallen into the mouth of a small electric snake.

"Chu Garrison Envoy, isn't what you're doing a bit inappropriate? This Treasure Medicine was obtained by my Huangquan Pavilion at a great cost!"

Deacon Wu's smile instantly vanished. For these few Millennial Treasure Medicines, more than half of Huangquan Pavilion's Disciples had died or been injured.

But you, on the other hand.

Both sides are injured.

You just come and pick up the ready-made goods.

Is this good?

"What are you saying? You offered the Treasure Medicine to ask this venerable one to save your lives, and now you're going back on your word!"

"Are you trying to bully this venerable one's kindness?"

Chu Jiang said coldly.

There's this kind of operation?

Deacon Wu was completely stunned. When did they ever say they would offer Treasure Medicine to ask him for help? It was clearly a unilateral forced transaction by him.

"I wouldn't dare!"

Deacon Wu said through gritted teeth.

Meeting this damned fiend was truly eight lifetimes of bad luck. Now, he could only swallow this silent loss.

After speaking.

The Demon Suppression Guards spread out.

They almost turned everything near the Treasure Medicine upside down, not even sparing the low-grade Spiritual Plants used by Acquired Realm cultivators, and even the soil that nourished the Treasure Medicine was completely dug up and put into Storage Pouches.

Various jade boxes, shovels, and vessels for collecting treasures were dazzlingly displayed.

This scene.

Stunned the few people from Huangquan Pavilion.

This... is simply beastly.

Damn it.

Others at most leave not a blade of grass.

You even dig up the soil.

The dignified Demon Suppression Guards, the main force for slaying demons and devils, actually act like bandits, disgracing the dignity of the Demon Suppression Division.

"Where's your Pavilion Master?"

Chu Jiang asked casually.

"He went towards the second layer!"

The treasures in the first layer were still relatively low-grade, helpful to martial artists below Great Grandmaster, but far less attractive to those in the Transcendent Realm.

The implication was.

Hurry up and go to the second and third layers. This first layer is for the younger generation to gain experience. You, a super big shot, running here to fish, how are others supposed to live?

After thoroughly plundering.

The Demon Suppression Guards left the area.

Chu Jiang gave some instructions to a few people, telling them to gather at the snow mountain.

His figure instantly disappeared.

Since there were demons in this Tai Xuan Secret Realm, he naturally wouldn't miss them.

He flew through the Tai Xuan Secret Realm, each step covering several kilometers, and his Divine Sense could cover a radius of twenty li.

Coupled with his Heavenly Eye, basically no demon could escape his detection.

Crack, crack, crack!

Several kilometers around turned into an eternal winter.

"Three Thousand Slashes: 1201 / 3000"

"And here too..."

"It's all mine!"

Chu Jiang's eyes gleamed. Seeing demons made him even more excited than obtaining Heaven And Earth Treasure.

Demons fell one after another, and Spiritual Medicines were collected into his Golden Gourd. If he encountered personnel from various forces trapped, he could only reluctantly offer assistance and collect some compensation.

Soon after.

The Beyond Mortal Realm experts who had just ascended the snow mountain looked back. At the end of the sky, several places were snowing heavily, even more intensely than the snow mountain itself.

"It must be that killing god, Chu Jiang!"

"What time is it? He's still slaying demons in the back, not even considering the occasion. It just benefits us!"

The Huangquan Pavilion Master sneered.

This was good too, saving them from competing for the barrier-breaking immortal fruit.

"This old man is exhausted!"

"This wretched snow mountain actually has a Spatial Restriction, making flight impossible. It's still a long way to the peak of the snow mountain!"

A Peerless Grandmaster mused, saying it would take at least a few more hours of walking.

This meant their time for exploring the Secret Realm was not truly seven days; a significant portion would be spent on travel.

They had to return by the fifth day.

Otherwise, they would be trapped and die here.

In contrast, those from the Transcendent Realm appeared extremely relaxed, as if strolling in their own backyard, not even breathing heavily.

At this moment.

In front of the few people.

A mysterious person sneered to himself.

"These people really think pie will fall from the sky. Once you feed that monster, the barrier-breaking immortal fruit will be mine, and no one can take it away."