124: Seventeen Saint King level experts: Damn, we've encountered a stubborn one!

The great sun sank in the west, the setting sun like blood.

On the horizon, the crimson sunset glow blended with the vast land, making it indistinguishable whether the earth was naturally ochre-red or if the magnificent blood-red color was spilled by the sunset's afterglow.

One tall and one short, a man and a woman, the two walked side by side on the crimson earth, their shadows stretched long behind them.

The woman gripped the tall man's hand tightly, unwilling to let go even a little.

This was at Xu Jinhuan's own request; although he possessed the Eternal Chaos Body and the strange Qi of the Heavenly Demon Dao Province could not affect him in the slightest.

However, Ao Linger was, after all, of the Dragon Clan. Walking in her true form would inevitably be affected, and a Dragon rising to the Nine Heavens was too high-profile, posing greater risks.

Xu Jinhuan did not want any extra complications on this trip.

Therefore, he directly had this little Dragon girl take human form and hold his palm to avoid being eroded by this strange mist.

"Hehe, Young Master's hand is so warm, Linger likes it so much!"

Holding Xu Jinhuan's palm, Ao Linger beamed with joy, her eyes squinting into little crescent moons, looking clever and moving.

While holding it, she gestured with her other hand.

"Young Master's hand is so big, it's bigger than Linger's face!"

Before she finished speaking, she actually pressed her pretty face over, her small cheeks just enough to fill Xu Jinhuan's palm.

Her delicate skin rubbed gently against the warm palm, carrying a hint of greedy attachment, unwilling to move away in the slightest.

The little Dragon girl rolled her eyes, and while Xu Jinhuan wasn't paying attention, she quietly stuck out her pink, tender tongue and gave his palm a light lick.

Hmm, it's the taste of Young Master! So fragrant!

Hehehe, I won't brush my teeth for the rest of my life...

Xu Jinhuan let the little one mess around without saying anything. After all, it was he who wanted to show off and have a Dragon ride in his face that he brought Ao Linger along, never expecting to encounter such a thing...

The two walked all the way, from the setting sun like blood to the rising sun, and from the faint morning light to the golden sunset.

After a full three days and nights of trekking, with Xu Jinhuan countless times using the technique of shrinking the ground to an inch, they finally reached their destination.

Before them stood three towering peaks, two large and one small. The main peak soared into the clouds, brushing the blue sky, the ridges connecting to the azure firmament, with mixed trees growing in the mountains, blocking the sky and sun.

Underfoot were rugged ridges, and beside them were sheer cliffs. The upright peaks rose from the ground, and the winding mountain streams were bottomless. The sounds of tigers roaring and apes crying faintly drifted over, with clouds and mist swirling through the mountains, and not a trace of human presence to be seen.

That small mountain was embedded right between the two main peaks, shaped like a depression.

On the summit stood a mottled stone carving, with three characters written in ancient seal script: "Xiankong Peak".

At the foot of the small mountain was hidden a secret cave. The entrance was a jumble of overlapping rocks, and the interior was rugged and winding, pitch-black and bottomless. On the stone wall at the cave entrance, three ancient characters were also inscribed.

"Infinite Cave? Is this Young Master's destination?"

Ao Linger looked at the strange mountain landscape before her, her cheeks inexplicably flushing red as she asked in a low voice.

Xu Jinhuan nodded, his gaze sweeping over the layout of the three peaks as he said indifferently: "Linger, you should be able to see the profound mystery of this terrain, right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Ao Linger's face became even redder, wishing she could bury her head in the ground.

No, the ground here wouldn't do; she couldn't accept it.

As a woman, she was all too familiar with the structure here; this was clearly the... under a woman's body.

And it was so realistic that it was shameful. One look and it was clear it wasn't naturally formed, but definitely carved intentionally by someone.

Which god-forsaken person designed such a shameless place!

Ao Linger was both shy and angry, secretly cursing in her heart.

"Young Master, what exactly is going on here..."

Ao Linger's face was red enough to drip, asking timidly, her voice as small as a flying mosquito.

Xu Jinhuan opened his Heavy Pupils, penetrating the false, and naturally everything had nowhere to hide. He instantly saw the origin of this place.

"Hehe, it's very simple, because this place is transformed from the corpse of some ancient existence, which is why it's so realistic."

"..."

"This big sister is truly pitiful, not even finding peace after death, with her very body being used as an Immortal Cave."

Ao Linger was stunned, the flush on her face gradually fading, replaced by a trace of pity.

"Hehe, perhaps."

Xu Jinhuan did not dwell too much on this question, but instead took Ao Linger into the Infinite Cave.

At first it was very narrow, only allowing one person to pass. After traveling dozens of miles, penetrating deep underground, it suddenly opened up.

No one could ever imagine that such a complex cave was actually a stronghold for the fallen, hiding over a dozen Saint King Realm experts inside.

Those lurking Saint Kings, likewise, would never expect that someone could actually walk through this winding cave and break straight into their presence.

It wasn't that they hadn't set up defensive measures, but because they didn't want to be exposed, they hadn't set up kill Formations to disguise this place as a dead zone. Instead, they had set up illusion Formations to let outside Cultivators pass through completely.

Except for Xu Jinhuan.

Xu Jinhuan possessed Heavy Pupils, penetrating the false; all illusion Formations were like paper tigers before his eyes and could not trap him at all.

"Young Master, haven't we been to this place just now? The marks I made on the ground are still here."

Ao Linger pointed at the symbol by her feet and asked, somewhat confused.

The underground was extremely complex. To be safe, she had been making marks along the way. She had a particularly deep impression of this place, having left five marks here.

Xu Jinhuan lifted his eyes and scanned the area; sure enough, there were five identical Dragon patterns on the stone wall, exactly what Ao Linger had carved earlier. Clearly, they had already walked this path five times.

However, Xu Jinhuan had no intention of changing his mind and continued to pull Ao Linger along the path they had walked five times.

"Linger, just trust me."

"Oh..."

Ao Linger was half-believing and half-doubting, but still left a mark on the ground.

The seventh, the eighth, the ninth...

The doubt in her heart grew stronger and stronger, and she even suspected whether Xu Jinhuan was just being stubborn with this path.

However, the next moment, she knew she was wrong, and completely so.

The scenery before her changed drastically.

The dark, damp cave suddenly disappeared, replaced by a bright underground palace.

Young Master was right!

He had been walking on the correct path all along, and I was actually doubting him...

In an instant, a thick sense of guilt toward Xu Jinhuan rose in Ao Linger's heart.

"Young Master, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have..."

However, before she could finish her sentence, her cherry lips were blocked by Xu Jinhuan.

"Shh, quiet!"

Xu Jinhuan took Ao Linger's hand and walked into the underground palace. Before them was a gloomy altar, filled with dark Qi and ghostly shadows, making one's whole body feel cold.

Around the altar sat over a dozen withered figures, emitting powerful and strange auras.

In an instant, the heart that Ao Linger had just put down hung back up again.

Seventeen Saint King Realm experts in total!

Deep underground.

The moment the Saint Kings saw Xu Jinhuan and Ao Linger, they all opened their eyes simultaneously, seventeen faces full of incredulous bewilderment.

The invisible illusion Formation they had set up could not necessarily be breached silently even by experts of the same Saint King Realm.

How did these two young people break in here without making a sound?

In an instant, the dozen or so Saint King experts faced a great enemy, their Saint King pressure sealing the sky and locking the earth, directly suppressing Xu Jinhuan and Ao Linger tightly.

But when their Divine Thoughts swept over the two's cultivation and discovered they were merely at the God Realm, their tense heartstrings finally relaxed a bit.

They were just two little ones with no real strength; being able to break in might just be dumb luck.

Of course, it was more likely they had encountered some stubborn fools with brain problems.

Thinking of this, the seventeen Saint Kings looked at each other, cursing their bad luck in their hearts.

"How did you appear here?!"

A Saint King wearing black armor stood up first, his voice exploding like thunder, killing intent bared in his eyes, "This is our secret place. You juniors, trespassing here, are courting death!"

Another white-haired Saint King slowly stood up, his cold gaze sweeping over the two, his tone sinister and gloomy: "Could it be that something went wrong with the Formation outside, actually letting two ignorant little brats break in. Since you've come, don't think about leaving. Stay and be our sacrifices!"