“Ding! Side mission completed, obtained 3000 contribution points.”
“Ding! Contribution points 13000/20000.”
When Mo Shang broke the seal, when the lost beasts ceased their attacks, the side mission was smoothly completed.
As the sect’s construction continued to improve, side missions—especially these elite-level ones—clearly showed much greater rewards.
Jun Changxiao held Little Dragon in one hand and grabbed Mo Shang with the other as he jumped toward the energy sphere. The two humans and one beast immediately merged into it.
“Whoosh—”
Cold, chilling wind blew over. The ruined area was filled with annihilated lost beasts, creating an extremely disgusting scene.
In just over twenty minutes, Jun Changxiao and Little Dragon had killed nearly ten thousand beasts, including many high-grade ones. Truly quite formidable!
Unfortunately, there was no audience, otherwise it would have shocked everyone’s eyes once again.
…
Swoosh!
Jun Changxiao entered through the entrance, his feet landing on the ground and creating faint ripples, as if stepping on a water surface.
This was an independent space.
There was no wind, nor any sound. The environment was dim and gloomy, with an eerie and oppressive atmosphere.
Mo Shang felt a bit afraid and instinctively hid behind Jun Changxiao.
Swoosh!
In the seemingly infinite space ahead, several clusters of strange blue flames appeared, emanating an extremely sinister aura!
Gradually.
The blue flames dispelled the dimness, and the space became somewhat brighter.
A structure resembling an altar came into view, with shelves all around hung with various decorations—skull after skull, hand bones after hand bones, looking terrifyingly creepy!
Sect Master Jun, who had received nine years of compulsory education, couldn’t help but feel his hair stand on end as he thought: “Could there be ghosts here?”
Whoosh whoosh—
Suddenly, the blue flames burned even more fiercely, and above the altar, a line of text immediately appeared.
“Heaven and Earth Endure Not, the Demonic Path Lives Forever!”
The characters were extremely large, occupying nearly half the space, with strokes vigorous and powerful, like iron tracings and silver hooks.
Setting aside the sinister aura they emitted, Jun Changxiao concluded that the person who left this line of text must have been someone of magnificent spirit, whose presence shook mountains and rivers!
“Master.”
Little Dragon said: “There’s a coffin on the platform!”
Jun Changxiao saw it too—completely made of stone, with incomprehensible writing carved on it.
“This is Demon Sect script!” Mo Shang said.
Jun Changxiao asked: “Can you translate it?”
Mo Shang replied: “The distance is a bit far, I need to walk closer to see.”
“Let’s go.”
Jun Changxiao pulled him along, walking toward the altar.
Strangely enough, although it appeared close at hand, they walked several hundred steps before stopping in front of the stairs.
The altar wasn’t high, only about ten steps.
Jun Changxiao ascended, clearly feeling the sinister aura grow even thicker.
Mo Shang began closely observing the Demon Sect script recorded above and exclaimed in shock: “Master, this is the coffin of the last Valley Master of Demon Ridge Valley from ten thousand years ago!”
“Is that so?”
Jun Changxiao was quite surprised.
Mo Shang continued reading the text on the coffin and said excitedly: “The Demon Sect techniques and treasury are all hidden in this place!”
Jun Changxiao scanned the surroundings and said: “How come there’s nothing here?”
Mo Shang remained silent, continuing to decipher the text. His expression suddenly changed as he said: “It says above that to inherit everything of Demon Ridge Valley, one must pass through three trials.”
“Three trials?”
Jun Changxiao stroked his chin and smiled: “Seems somewhat interesting.”
Mo Shang’s mouth twitched as he said: “The first trial requires enduring the burning of Endless Demon Flames!”
Having considerable knowledge of the Demon Sect, he had heard of the Endless Demon Flames.
These were extremely terrifying flames among the demonic paths—just a slight touch would devour one’s soul, making life worse than death!
“Swoosh!”
Not far below the altar, a cluster of even more intense blue flames appeared out of thin air.
“Master!”
Mo Shang said: “These are the Endless Demon Flames. One must endure them for half an hour to pass the trial.”
“You go.” Jun Changxiao said.
“Huh?”
Mo Shang’s face fell: “Master, with my meager cultivation, if I go in I’ll definitely be burned to ashes.”
“I’ll do it!”
Little Dragon emerged from his embrace and merged into that cluster of blue flames.
Jun Changxiao said: “Little Dragon is fire-attribute, it should be able to withstand these so-called Endless Demon Flames.”
Mo Shang’s mouth twitched: “Master, although the Endless Demon Flames are also a fire-attribute branch, their function is to burn souls. A fierce beast definitely cannot endure it!”
Whoosh whoosh—
Just then, blazing crimson flames erupted, as if transforming into a net of fire that completely enveloped the cluster of Endless blue flames.
“My heavens!” Mo Shang’s eyes widened.
The crimson flames completely suppressed the demonic flames!
Half an hour later, they self-extinguished. Little Dragon swaggered out, quite disappointed: “I thought they’d be powerful, didn’t expect them to be so weak.”
It wasn’t that the demonic flames were too weak, but that its flames were too strong, completely unable to penetrate its soul.
“What’s the second trial?” Jun Changxiao asked.
Mo Shang carefully observed the text and said: “Defeat one hundred Demon Ridge Valley outer sect disciples.”
“What?”
Jun Changxiao was stunned: “Wasn’t this Demon Sect destroyed? Where am I supposed to find Demon Ridge Valley disciples?”
Buzz!
Buzz!
Just then, the space suddenly rippled, and then numerous warriors dressed in black martial robes appeared, all with ‘Demon Ridge’ inscribed on their chests.
Exactly one hundred in number!
Though they stood in orderly rows, their hair was disheveled, their bodies covered in wounds, as if they had just experienced a life-and-death battle.
“Master.”
Mo Shang said in horror: “These… these couldn’t be Demon Ridge Valley disciples?!”
If Jun Changxiao weren’t mindful of his Sect Master dignity, he would definitely have shrieked on the spot: “Oh my, we’ve seen ghosts!”
Demon Ridge Valley had been destroyed for ten thousand years, yet now so many disciples appeared in this independent space—truly hair-raising!
The System said: “They should be phantom images created by an illusion realm, not real entities!”
Just then, the hundred Demon Ridge Valley disciples all raised their heads together, revealing eyes that flashed with red light, very similar to the lost beasts outside!
Swoosh!
The leading disciple moved first.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The other Demon Ridge Valley disciples also quickly advanced.
In an instant, dark energy erupted throughout the space, making it even more sinister and terrifying!
The System analyzed: “These phantoms are all peak-level Wuzong!”
“What?”
Jun Changxiao’s eyes widened.
Outer sect disciples all had peak Wuzong strength—just how powerful was Demon Ridge Valley ten thousand years ago!
Boom!
Jun Changxiao jumped down from the altar, channeling spiritual energy into both fists and directly blasting the chests of two charging disciples, instantly sending them flying violently backward.
Very impactful.
Hard to imagine they were phantoms created by illusion!
“Thud!”
“Thud!”
The two Demon Ridge Valley disciples fell to the ground, their bodies completely intact, making Jun Changxiao exclaim: “Their physical strength is this high?”
Swoosh!
While speaking, his right fist swept to the side like a hammer, directly blasting into an attacking phantom and shattering it into a cloud of black energy!
Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched slightly.
He had used three million pounds of force to shatter that Demon Ridge Valley outer sect disciple—no wonder back then, the various major powers claiming to be righteous had joined forces to issue a Demon Extermination Order!
If such a terrifying existence wasn’t restrained and was allowed to grow, the current Xingyun Continent would probably have long since become a world controlled by the demonic path.
Boom!
Boom!
As Jun Changxiao pondered, he executed the Cloud-Treading Steps and charged into the midst of the Demon Ridge Valley outer sect disciples, his fierce and violent fists continuously swinging.
In an instant.
Over a dozen phantoms were killed on the spot!
Whoosh whoosh!
Jun Changxiao completely let loose, spiritual energy rampaging through the crowd. Everywhere he passed, Demon Ridge Valley outer sect disciples were annihilated without exception, completely not even worthy of a single exchange.
What a joke.
A Third-Rank Sword and Martial Dual King—how could that be an empty title!
“Too fierce!” Mo Shang exclaimed in shock.
Boom—
With the one hundred and second punch thrown, all the Demon Ridge Valley outer sect disciples existing in the space were completely shattered into black energy by Jun Changxiao!