Chapter 13143 How did you get in?

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As he walked, the air was filled with a faint damp and ancient scent, as if every stone carried the weight of time. Soon, Ling Xiao's sight was attracted by a spectacular stone staircase.

The stone steps were spacious and deep, like a passage leading to an unknown world, extending straight downwards and disappearing at the end of sight.

On both sides of the stone steps, there are intricate carvings, including birds, beasts, mountains and rivers. Every stroke reveals the craftsman's exquisite skills and awe of nature.

Ling Xiao stepped onto the stone steps, taking each step with extreme caution. As he went deeper, the light around him gradually dimmed, with only a few rays of sunlight occasionally coming through the cracks, and the glowing magic weapon he held tightly in his hand, lighting the way forward for him.

A strong smell of blood began to fill the air, mixed with an indescribable breath of death, which made people feel chilled.

Finally, when the last ray of sunlight was blocked by the thick stone wall, Ling Xiao came to a shocking place - a blood-red palace suddenly appeared before his eyes.

This hall seemed to be built with blood. Every inch of the stone wall emitted a strange red light, making the entire space look like hell.

Directly above the hall, a huge blood-red talisman was stuck tightly to the ceiling, with complex runes flowing on it, as if it was some kind of ancient and powerful seal, or a medium for summoning some terrifying existence.

Under the talisman, a strong pressure enveloped the surroundings, causing Ling Xiao to frown, and an unprecedented sense of crisis surged in his heart. However, he also understood that this was the purpose of his trip, and no matter what difficulties and obstacles lay ahead, he had to move forward.

Ling Xiao stood at the entrance of the blood-red hall, his eyes deep and his heart filled with complicated emotions. He was almost 100% certain that this deep and unfathomable place was the real lair of the legendary Huangquan Bulao Mountain.

This place is like a cunning mole, hidden from the sight of the world. No wonder the outside world always portrays it as so mysterious. Seeing it today, it is indeed worthy of its reputation. Its weirdness and depth are far beyond imagination.

He looked around and saw that everything around him was shrouded in thick darkness, a darkness that almost swallowed up all light and made people feel cold.

The air was filled with thick black mist, which flowed slowly, as if alive, weaving strange webs in the darkness. The mist seemed to contain some unknown power, which made people feel palpitations.

At this moment, the Demon Soul King's deep and magnetic voice came from the magic needle space, like an echo from ancient times, penetrating Ling Xiao's thoughts. "Be careful, Ling Xiao."

The Demon Soul King's voice was a bit solemn. "Although this Huangquan Bu Lao Mountain cannot be compared with the Demon Sect in its heyday, the weirdness and dangers contained in it should not be underestimated. You must always be vigilant. Any negligence may lead you to a place of no return."

Ling Xiao nodded slightly after hearing this, with a hint of determination flashing in his eyes. He knew very well that the purpose of his trip was important, and he had to be cautious in every step.

Having come here, he has deeply felt the power and unfathomable depth of Huangquan Bulao Mountain. This feeling even exceeds the oppressive feeling he had when facing the Ji family before.

Of course, as a prominent family with a long history, the Ji family’s foundation and strength should not be underestimated.

The martial arts secrets and abundant training resources passed down from generation to generation have made many masters in the clan, and they have a place even in the Demon-Suppressing Mansion which is full of powerful people.

However, fate always seemed to like playing jokes on them, making them encounter a shocking monster like Long Chen.

Long Chen's strength was like the brightest star in the night sky, not only illuminating the sky of the Demon Suppression Mansion, but also attracting everyone's attention. Every time he made a move, it seemed like a display of the power of heaven, which was breathtaking.

For Ling Xiao, it would be extremely difficult to shake the towering tree of the Ji family by his own strength. The Ji family's unfathomable depth and the various means hidden in the dark are enough to deter any opponent.

But fortunately, Ling Xiao was not fighting alone, he had a strong supporter in Long Chen. Long Chen's strength was undisputedly the best in the entire Demon Suppression Mansion, and his existence provided Ling Xiao with strong backing and support.

However, things are unpredictable, and Long Chen is not around at the moment, which forces Ling Xiao to face the next challenge more cautiously. He knows that it is nothing but a foolish dream to completely eradicate the Ji family with his current strength.

Therefore, he turned his attention to the Demon Soul King - the more terrifying existence. The Demon Soul King was a monster that almost surpassed the scope of human cognition. His power was unfathomable, and every move he made was enough to shake the world.

But unfortunately, the Demon Soul King's energy is not endless. He also has his own limitations and constraints. At this moment, only 50% of his energy is available.

Faced with such a dilemma, Ling Xiao had to be extremely cautious. He knew that every decision and every action he took was crucial, and if he was not careful, he might be pushed into an abyss of no return.

Therefore, he took every step carefully and explored the way forward.

Ling Xiao tightly grasped the Bloodthirsty Knife and the God-Slaying Sword in his hands. These two artifacts glowed coldly in the dim light, as if they could devour all darkness. He walked firmly towards the ominous hall deep underground.

At this moment, a slight sound of breaking wind broke the silence around, and a black shadow suddenly appeared at the edge of Ling Xiao's sight like a ghost, at an astonishing speed. Its shape was blurry, like a condensed night, extremely weird.

The black shadow stopped a few steps away from Ling Xiao, and said in a low and puzzled voice: "You little bastard, how come you are here? The seal of the stone tablet is clearly intact!" His words revealed deep confusion and anger, as if Ling Xiao's appearance was a provocation to some ancient rules.

Hearing this, Ling Xiao curled up the corner of his mouth into a faint sneer, which contained both contempt for the black shadow's ignorance and anticipation for the upcoming battle.

He did not respond verbally, because in his opinion, it was futile to waste words with such an unknown creature. His eyes instantly became sharp, and his muscles tensed up, preparing for the upcoming battle.

He knew that this was the best time to use the short-term advantage granted by the Tianluo magic tool to counterattack. The power of the Tianluo magic tool had not yet completely dissipated, and the mysterious energy that could temporarily increase speed and strength surged in his body, giving him unprecedented confidence and courage.

(End of this chapter)