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第六章 坐山观仙斗

Endless Vast Abyss, located in the far eastern part of Great Xuan Kingdom, was deep beyond measure and perpetually shrouded in thick fog. Should one accidentally fall into it, they would surely meet a gruesome end.

No one knew what lay beneath the abyss. A place where even birds had ceased to fly over remained off-limits for humans for years.

Li Fan, however, learned from his previous simulation that the dense fog above the Vast Abyss would lift every fifteen years. Today, he came here to witness it firsthand.

After all, if his guess was correct, Dao Xuanzi and Cao Hong, two cultivators, might have used the Vast Abyss to reach this Immortal Land.

Li Fan stood silently, gazing at the daunting Endless Abyss not far away, waiting patiently.

No one knew how long passed before the ancient fog began to change.

"Woo..."

A low growl seemed to come from below, gradually growing louder until it was clear that it was wind!

The thick white fog stirred, creating ripples.

Then the wind grew stronger, forcing a torrent of white fog out of the Vast Abyss like an inverted waterfall, shooting up into the sky.

This strong wind lasted for nearly half an hour before the heavy fog finally dissipated.

Li Fan's expression turned serious as he took out his telescope to look down at the bottom of the abyss.

At first, it was pitch black, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Gradually, faint glimmers appeared.

After a long time, the bottom of the Vast Abyss lit up with an image that seemed like a mirage.

According to intelligence, what appeared in the Vast Abyss varied for each person who saw it.

What Li Fan saw was shocking. A dilapidated gatehouse stood amidst fallen buildings. The ground and walls were riddled with cracks, bearing marks of sword strikes and magical attacks. Some areas seemed stained with blood, appearing a strange dark red.

Scattered corpses and scattered weapons littered the ground, silently narrating a calamity that occurred long ago.

Li Fan was stunned as he turned his gaze to see four large characters carved on a smooth cliff face.

"Immortal Path Perished!"

The characters were in a deep crimson color, seemingly written with blood.

Even from a distance, Li Fan could feel the indescribable fear and despair contained within those words.

"Immortal Path Perished... What happened here; what has transpired throughout the entire cultivation realm?" Li Fan was lost in thought, speechless for a long time.

...

The fog reformed after half a day. Li Fan returned to Xuanjing City.

Soon, it was time for the fifty-year anchor point.

On this day, Li Fan celebrated his seventieth birthday with thousands of soldiers on high alert in Xuanjing City.

"Dao Xuanzi! You're going too far! Don't bully me!"

Cao Hong turned and shouted angrily, hovering above Xuanjing City.

But before Dao Xuanzi could respond, a barrage of voices echoed throughout the city from below.

"Little Cao Hong, we were sent by Master Dao Xuanzi to wait for you here for some time now!"

Along with these voices came a deluge of bullets.

Caught off guard, Cao Hong was hit hard.

"How is this possible? Did Dao Xuanzi know I would flee here beforehand? When did he become so cunning?" Cao Hong was both shocked and angry.

Then, to his horror, Cao Hong discovered that his spiritual energy was being rapidly depleted as he resisted the magical attacks. A quick scan revealed the culprit.

"Immortal-Demon Mist! You despicable scoundrel!" Cao Hong looked incredulously at Dao Xuanzi, as if seeing him for the first time after a century of friendship.

Dao Xuanzi seemed bewildered.

"What's going on with these mortals? Why are they attacking me and using Immortal-Demon Mist?" The sudden incident left Dao Xuanzi momentarily speechless.

But seeing Cao Hong's extreme anger, Dao Xuanzi snapped to attention.

"This place is strange! Cao Hong, these mortals didn't follow my orders!" Dao Xuanzi hurriedly explained.

"How so? Are you afraid of being hunted down by all cultivators if the use of Immortal-Demon Mist becomes public?" "Or are you more worried about your reputation as a respected cultivator crumbling?"

Dao Xuanzi knew his friend's temperament well, realizing that Cao Hong was now out of his mind and wouldn't listen to reason.

He felt he had fallen into some kind of trap.

The eerie atmosphere heightened his sense of danger.

It wasn't wise to argue with Cao Hong at this moment.

Thus, Dao Xuanzi patiently explained, "We've known each other for a century. Have I ever lied to you? This place is not..."

But before he could finish, an old voice suddenly echoed from all directions, cutting him off mid-sentence.

"Master Dao Xuanzi, how can you turn your back on me? Didn't we agree that after you kill Cao Hong here and obtain his Golden Core Technique, I would lead my people out of this Immortal Land?" The voice sounded aggrieved and resentful.

"Golden Core Technique!?" Both Cao Hong and Dao Xuanzi's faces changed color at the mention.

"You're the one! No one else knows about this except you!" Cao Hong's hair stood on end, clearly furious to the point of madness.

"This person actually knows about the Golden Core Technique..." Dao Xuanzi's heart sank.

The voice continued, "Remember, we got into trouble for the Immortal-Demon Mist. Now that public opinion is boiling over, if you don't fulfill your promise and take us out, our tribe might not survive long."

Insulted, Dao Xuanzi roared, "You shameless scoundrel! Shut up!"

He leaped towards the source of the voice to find the mastermind but only saw a strange rectangular object from which the voice emanated. Similar objects were scattered throughout Xuanjing City, making it impossible to know how many there were.

"Such caution..." Dao Xuanzi was at his wit's end.

"Does Master Xuanzi now want to kill me to cover up your tracks?" The mocking voice continued.

Dao Xuanzi gritted his teeth and crushed the object.

To Cao Hong, it looked like Dao Xuanzi was enraged after being exposed and wanted to silence him with violence.

Cao Hong let out a long roar: "Dao Xuanzi! We've known each other for a century, but I see you differently now! You want my Golden Core Technique, why use such underhanded tactics? I won't run anymore. Come get it if you have the guts!"

"Fire Dragon Roar!"

A furious fire dragon circled Cao Hong, roaring loudly.

The fire dragon glared ahead and spat out a crimson flame that shot towards Dao Xuanzi.

Dao Xuanzi sighed helplessly as a flying sword appeared behind him, turning into a white light to meet the fiery blast.

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