Chapter 13169 Let’s Go to the Demon Cemetery

Ling Xiao leaned forward slightly, waiting attentively for Long Yingtian's answer, as if every word would reveal some unknown secret in the martial arts world.

Long Yingtian smiled slightly, and that smile showed both satisfaction of Ling Xiao's curiosity and caution about the topic that was about to start.

"Little brother, do you know about the Empress' Palace and the Holy Temple?" His voice was low and magnetic, and every word was clearly transmitted to Ling Xiao's ears, as if carrying some unspeakable power.

Ling Xiao nodded when he heard this, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. "Of course I know." He replied, with a bit of helplessness and emotion in his tone.

"These two forces are well-known in the martial arts world. Everyone knows them. I'm sure you also know that there are indeed some grievances and disputes between me and the Empress Palace and the Holy Hall. But to be honest, even though I am in the middle of it, I don't know the true background and strength of these two forces that well."

At this point, Ling Xiao couldn't help but sigh slightly. He knew very well that the grudge between him and the Empress Palace and the Holy Hall was far from as simple as it seemed.

Every confrontation and clash made him feel more deeply how unfathomable and powerful these two forces were. But he also understood that only by truly understanding the opponent could he better cope with future challenges.

Long Yingtian nodded slightly, his eyes deep, as if he could see through Ling Xiao's inner turmoil.

"It's actually not that complicated," he said slowly, with a serious tone, "You should know your current situation better than anyone else.

In this martial arts world full of strong men, your reputation and strength are enough to make many forces wary, but as the saying goes, 'two fists cannot beat four hands'. If those forces that are dissatisfied with you secretly join forces, the situation will be very different."

He paused, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and continued: "By then, the ones who will appear before you will no longer be a few scattered Tianhe Realm experts, but groups of dozens, or even more.

What’s even more terrifying is that there may be peerless masters of the Heavenly Realm among them. Their power is enough to shake the entire martial arts world, let alone deal with you alone.”

Ling Xiao's face was solemn when he heard this, but his eyes were shining with unyielding light. He knew that what Long Yingtian said was true, and he had considered this possibility. However, Ling Xiao was not a person who would sit and wait for death. He believed in "As long as the green mountains remain, there is no need to worry about running out of firewood."

"Senior, what you said is absolutely right," Ling Xiao nodded, his voice steady and firm, "I have indeed thought about this kind of thing. But as you said, although I, Ling Xiao, am not invincible, I do have some means of self-protection.

I have always followed the principle of 'run away if you can't fight'. After all, life is the most precious thing. Moreover, I think my means of escaping are also unique in the martial arts world. It's probably not that easy to really control me."

At this point, Ling Xiao's lips curled up into a faint smile, a smile that showed both calmness about the unknown and confidence in one's own abilities.

He knew very well that in this martial arts world full of uncertainties, only by constantly improving his own strength could he remain invincible in this treacherous situation. And he, Ling Xiao, was the one who was always pursuing stronger, faster, and farther martial arts.

Long Yingtian's words revealed some worry and deepness. He continued, "Besides this, little brother, you need to face a more serious problem. That is the Holy Temple and the Empress' Palace, as well as those hidden families in the dark.

They are like cheetahs hiding in the night, waiting for an opportunity to strike, while you are the antelope exposed in the light. In such a struggle, you will undoubtedly be at a disadvantage, and if you are not careful, you may fall into an irretrievable situation.

Especially now that your strength and methods are known to everyone, if they want to deal with you, they will definitely plan carefully and lay a trap for you to fall into."

Hearing this, Ling Xiao curled up the corners of his mouth into a faint smile, a smile that showed both a clear understanding of reality and a calm acceptance of unknown challenges.

"From what you said, it seems that you are planning to show me a clear path. Ling Xiao is very grateful and would like to hear the details." His voice was full of respect and trust for Long Yingtian, as if he was ready to accept any suggestions, no matter how difficult the road ahead was.

Long Yingtian's gaze turned to Ling Xiao, with a look that contained both scrutiny and expectation.

"I can make you a suggestion," he said slowly, his tone becoming unusually serious.

"Go to the Ten Thousand Demons Cemetery. You are a demon cultivator, and that place may provide you with a more suitable training environment. It is also a safe haven where you can avoid the sight of many enemies. There, you can concentrate on training, improve your strength, and wait for the right time to make great achievements."

When speaking of the four words "Ten Thousand Demons Cemetery", Long Yingtian's voice involuntarily lowered a few notches, as if these four words themselves contained some unspeakable horror and mystery.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, revealing a trace of doubt and puzzlement. He thought to himself that the name "Ten Thousand Demons Cemetery" was a completely unfamiliar existence to him.

After all, he had just arrived in the East China Sea and knew little about the secrets and legends hidden in this land.

He looked at Long Yingtian, his eyes sparkling with a desire for knowledge, and asked, "The Ten Thousand Demons Cemetery, what kind of place is that? Why have I never heard of it?"

Hearing this, Long Yingtian's eyes lingered on Ling Xiao for a moment, and there seemed to be a complex emotion in his eyes. He smiled slightly, and that smile showed both relief for Ling Xiao's ignorance and a re-examination of his identity.

He realized that this young man was not from the distant Soul-Suppressing Prefecture, but was a native of Demon-Suppressing Prefecture and knew very little about some of the ancient legends of the East China Sea.

"The Cemetery of Ten Thousand Demons," Long Yingtian spoke slowly, with a sense of historical vicissitudes in his voice.

"Those are the remains of a great war between the Holy Temple and the Demon Sect. In that battle, countless demon cultivators perished. Their blood and souls seem to still be wandering on this land, making this area a dangerous place in the eyes of the world. Hence, it is named the Ten Thousand Demon Cemetery."

At this point, Long Yingtian's tone paused slightly, as if he was recalling that distant history.

"But today, the Ten Thousand Demons Cemetery is no longer just a dangerous place. It is more like an invisible battlefield, where some invisible battles are going on all the time. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth there is extremely rich, but it is also full of chaos and violence. For demon cultivators, it is not only a treasure land for cultivation, but also a trial ground to test their will and strength."

Ling Xiao listened quietly, his eyes shining brighter and brighter. He seemed to be able to feel the mysterious power from the Ten Thousand Demons Cemetery, calling him and leading him to explore the unknown area. (End of this chapter)