170: If you want to die, just follow me!

On the loulan treasure ship, Shen Li stood with his back to Wang Teng.

One person sat cross-legged at the bow of the ship.

The other person was at the stern… hugging the ship's side and retching violently.

The fierce winds on both sides were biting, yet they did not invade this place even a single bit.

Inside, it was terrifyingly quiet, utterly silent.

After a long while, Wang Teng squatted at the stern, his legs weak, and spoke in a somewhat feeble voice.

The sound was not loud, but it was enough to reach Shen Li's ears.

“Neither of us knows the specific assessment for this Grand Ceremony, so we must be extremely cautious.”

“You need to take the True Nature Water that the Ten Thousand Seas Merchant Association bought for you at the first Opportunity, lest a Heart Demon causes trouble during the fight and breaks your Spiritual Qi.”

“Within the Grand Ceremony, there is no such thing as begging for mercy; there is only victory or defeat, only life or death.”

Wang Teng had a volatile temper; he never spoke to his own mother in such a manner, let alone an outsider.

In this way, it could only be said that Young Master Wang was broad-minded and did not hold grudges.

After all, Shen still had some redeeming qualities.

However, the pale figure, like a malevolent ghost, sat cross-legged and remained utterly silent.

He ignored Wang Teng.

Wang Teng was naturally a little annoyed.

Just as he was about to step within three feet of Shen Li, he found that the eerie chill abruptly extinguished the fire in his heart.

His feet instantly stopped, and Wang Teng’s expression turned grim.

He naturally did not believe in evil, and with a monstrous wave of heat from his hand, it crashed down.

However, as soon as the technique invaded within three feet of that person, it was annihilated into nothingness.

That figure seemed to be attracted, slowly rising, his voice carrying an indifference like ancient ice.

“Don’t waste your Qi, Brother Wang.”

Seeing this, Wang Teng shook his head and sighed, saying.

“The fact that you can speak and control yourself means you can suppress your Heart Demon, even if it’s only a temporary suppression.”

“The True Nature Water is in your hand; you just need to open your Storage Pouch to swallow it and restore your true self.”

“But you haven’t done that.”

“Shen, what exactly are you thinking?”

“Your previous dealings with Demonic Path Cultivators, if seen by certain important figures in the mountains, would endanger your Dao path.”

“And cultivating the Ice Soul Technique externally, as well as techniques from the Soul-Bewitching lineage—while Demonic Path Cultivators’ techniques progress quickly, for you, they are harmful and not beneficial.”

“Amidst the rapid progress, the flaws in your Heart-Nature will continuously magnify, magnify, until the flaws can no longer be mended.”

“You will completely fall.”

“Without your true self, you will eventually become a monster that slaughters indiscriminately, extinguished by an Immortal Master’s single finger. This is your final outcome.”

“Why go to such lengths?”

“What exactly are you plotting?”

Shen Li did not explain much; he merely untied his Storage Pouch and threw it at Wang Teng’s feet like trash, his entire being clad only in a cold, simple long robe.

And that one pure magic sword.

He stood at the bow, appearing like an Immortal.

His voice echoed in the air, lingering for a long time.

“I want to achieve Dao.”

Wang Teng was so angry he laughed instead.

“Is allowing your Heart Demon to erode you considered achieving Dao? Then wouldn’t everyone in the Demonic Path achieve Dao?”

Before Wang Teng’s words finished, the loulan treasure ship, which had been traversing through the endless strong winds, suddenly seemed to hit a barrier.

At the bow of the loulan treasure ship, a carved wooden ship’s guard came to life, thrusting his long spear abruptly at the emptiness before him!

The entire void seemed to tear open a large hole.

A murky, shadowy aura swept over, and a sudden suction force pulled the treasure ship into it.

As the loulan treasure ship continuously shook, the churning in Wang Teng’s stomach became even more intense.

It wasn’t until about an incense stick later that the loulan treasure ship gradually stabilized its hull.

Wang Teng’s legs were trembling, and he took out a crutch from his Storage Pouch.

He had been prepared for this, but unfortunately, the Pill Hall hadn't developed any anti-seasickness pills.

However... a Cultivator getting seasick seemed like a joke no matter how you looked at it.

After he recovered for a moment, he looked around, his eyes filled with shock.

The loulan treasure ship was suspended above a vast and immense plain.

From above, the entire plain exuded a hazy, gray aura.

This place was divided into several sections:

There were mountains full of metal and stone,

There were bizarre and twisted forests,

There were seas where blood-sucking insects floated,

There was ordinary-looking land that bubbled like boiling water.

There were blazing Flame Mountains.

And in the center of these areas, surrounded by them, was a city bound and entangled by countless chains...

Within the city, endless Yin Qi surged unceasingly, yet it was firmly suppressed, unable to leak out even a single step.

The entire land exuded an aura like that of the underworld.

“Is this... the Nine Nether Underworld?”

Wang Teng was full of surprise, but then he heard a hearty laugh.

“Of course not the Nine Nether Underworld.”

Turning his head, he saw the True Inheritor of Beast Control from the Beast Taming Immortal Sect arriving on a flying tiger.

In his palm was a rusty rope, also one of the tokens for this Secret Realm.

One after another, colors not belonging to this world flashed, with varying expressions.

Different auras suddenly erupted, complementing each other.

They eyed each other warily, looking at each other, eager to try.

The True Inheritor of Beast Control cupped his hands to Wang Teng, then looked at Shen Li’s back.

He seemed a little strange, but at Wang Teng’s signal, he said no more.

“Brother Wang, you can look at the clues on the token; everything will be answered.”

Wang Teng’s thoughts stirred, and a majestic voice appeared in his mind.

【The Yin Domain has Five Elements; the Five Elements give birth to Five-Spirit Beasts; the Five Spirit Beasts give birth to Spirit Pearls. Each of the Five Elements lands has a Yin Five Spirit Beast; killing them can yield a seventh-grade heaven and earth treasure, the Yin Five-Spirit Pearl.】

【It can be used to forge a Dao Foundation.】

【After the Five Elements Spirit Pearls are activated, the Ancient City of Jingjue will be unsealed. The Cultivator who first suppresses the evil spirits within it and obtains the ‘Tiger Seal’ will be crowned champion.】

【Additionally, there are three Opportunities in the Yin Domain, named ‘Lingnian Pool’, ‘Technique Cultivation Forest’, and ‘Physical Body Enhancement’. Obtaining them can enhance the Soul, improve techniques, and strengthen the Physical Body. Please search according to the clues.】

【Furthermore, a mysterious heavy treasure is also located within.】

【Seizing Spirit Pearls, obtaining Opportunities, and killing evil spirits can enhance the power of the Yang Domain Immortal Masters.】

【Therefore, this Grand Ceremony is named ‘A Legacy Passed Down’.】

【All of you, strive hard.】

Wang Teng came back to his senses, and saw the True Inheritor of Beast Control chuckling.

“Brother Wang, how about we journey together? As for these Five-Spirit Pearls, we can discuss them later.”

The one-armed Ten Thousand Swords True Disciple beside him also arrived and nodded.

And Jiao Yang Tian, looking warily at the other Immortal Sect Cultivators gathering, also took a deep breath, but he wasn’t looking at Wang Teng, but at Shen Li.

Shen Li’s voice was ethereal, but he transmitted it to Wang Teng’s ear using a secret sound transmission technique.

【This time, I will act alone.】

【At a critical moment, you only need to use True Nature Water to awaken me.】

【If you encounter me within this place... you need to retreat three steps.】

【Remember, remember.】

【Today, I am not my true self; any words from me are not from my heart.】

Wang Teng immediately guessed something, gripping his Storage Pouch, and without replying, he drifted behind the other True Inheritors.

The loulan treasure ship was the first to leave trails of Spiritual Qi in its original spot.

It was the first to plunge into the Yin Mu Forest!

The immortal fate intelligence in his mind kept sending out reminders.

The arrogant and unruly voice was nothing like Shen Li’s.

The Heart Demon, like a deep pool Dragon, suddenly raised its head.

It brazenly took over Shen Li’s body.

His voice fluttered in the wind, filled with endless dominance.

It formed a stark contrast to his previous calm and ethereal demeanor.

He was like a Demonic Path Cultivator.

“The yin wood spirit pearl, I want it.”

“Those who wish to die, come with me!”