Chapter 1745 Heading to the Abyss of the Beginning Demon

“Hei Zi,” Zhang Xuan’s voice was low and urgent, “the passage between you and the Demon Embryo can transmit energy sources and mental thoughts, does that mean it can also transmit a person from one interface to another?”

Hei Zi was startled by the burning light in his father's eyes, then understood his father's intention and was greatly shocked!

Teleporting supplies is already incredible, but teleporting living people?

This idea is absolutely groundbreaking!

He quickly focused his mind and, through the connection deep within his soul, made an urgent communication with the demonic fetus far away in the Abyss of Primordial Demons.

A moment later, Hei Zi looked up with a complicated expression, showing both excitement and deep worry: "Father, the Demonic Embryo theory is theoretically feasible. The essence of the channel is the resonance and symbiosis of the origin of our Demonic Embryo Dao Body. As long as both parties' origins are strong enough and they pay a sufficient price, it is indeed possible to try to guide a complete life form, just like transferring a highly condensed ball of origin energy."

He changed the subject, his tone becoming extremely solemn: "However, the limitations are enormous. First of all, the higher the cultivation level of the life form being transmitted, the greater the burden on the channel, and the more terrifying the consumption of primordial energy! Transmitting a Void Refinement cultivator might severely damage our vitality; transmitting a Body Integration cultivator might shake our fundamental Dao source, and even leave behind hidden injuries that are difficult to heal."

Hei Zi took a deep breath and made the most crucial judgment: "If it is to transmit to a True Immortal level being, given the current state of the Demon Embryo, its essence will probably be completely drained and exhausted on the spot, and the passage will also collapse!"

When the true immortal passed by, the demonic fetus died, and the passage was destroyed!

This conclusion was like a bucket of ice water poured on the newly ignited flame of hope.

Zhang Xuan remained silent.

“Teleporting True Immortals is impossible…” Zhang Xuan paced slowly. “Even a late-stage True Immortal like You Wuyai and a Tribulation-Power True Immortal like Ancestor Tian Shi are not feasible…”

His gaze swept over Hei Zi. The demonic fetus and the Dao body within Hei Zi's body were of the same origin, so the burden might be slightly less. However, Hei Zi's cultivation was only at the early stage of the Fusion Realm, and he was one of the key points of this passage. He absolutely could not take risks lightly, much less be used as the main combat force to be projected over there.

So, who else?

It possesses the ability to maneuver in dangerous places like the Abyss of the Primordial Demon, while also placing relatively little burden on the passageway.

A figure quietly appeared in Zhang Xuan's mind.

Zhang Jianqiu, the sly old fox!

Although he has just entered the Mahayana stage, he possesses the unique path of unifying all fruits and illuminating the sword heart, making his combat power unpredictable and enough to threaten or even severely injure a True Immortal in the early stages.

Although its cultivation level is essentially Mahayana, due to its unique path and solid foundation, the load on its passage is estimated to be greater than that of an ordinary peak Mahayana cultivator, but it should not have reached the "lethal dose" of a True Immortal.

Most importantly, the old fox is a sharp-minded and discerning assassin with exceptional stealth and assassination skills, and his will is as firm as iron. He is the perfect candidate for carrying out infiltration and reconnaissance, or even a swift and decisive strike at a critical moment.

“Myself, plus Old Slick.” Zhang Xuan stopped, his gaze sharp, and made his decision. “Although my foundation is solid, I might be able to temporarily suppress some of my outward Dao aura by relying on my precise control over the Tree of the Great Dao, minimizing my presence. With the help of secret techniques to conceal it, I might be able to keep the burden at the edge that the Demon Embryo can bear. Old Slick has just entered the Mahayana stage, so his burden is relatively controllable. The two of us working together, one orthodox and one unorthodox, is enough to conduct preliminary exploration and operations within the Abyss of Beginning Demons.”

"But Father!" Hei Zi said urgently, "Even so, the burden on the Demon Fetus Brother is extremely heavy, which may greatly damage his essence and even leave irreversible wounds, accelerating the process of his being harvested. Moreover, the channel for teleporting living people has never been tried before, and the risks are unknown!"

“The risks are enormous, how could I not know?” Zhang Xuan walked up to Hei Zi, placed his hands on his shoulders, and stared at him with a deep, unfathomable gaze. “But Hei Zi, tell me, do we have a better option? To sit and wait for the second, even more powerful and well-organized conquest army from the Abyss of Beginning Demons to arrive? To hope that the resource crisis in the Immortal Gourd Realm will be resolved on its own within a few hundred years? Or to gamble on that elusive Immortal Path Relic?”

His voice wasn't loud, but every word struck Hei Zi like a hammer blow.

Zhang Xuan continued, "The demonic fetus's cry for help is a crisis, but also a golden opportunity. This is the only chance for us to actively extend our reach into the Abyss of the Primordial Demon and obtain key resources. Passively taking a beating will only lead to death; only by taking the initiative can we have a glimmer of hope!"

"As for the burden of the demonic fetus..." Zhang Xuan's tone turned solemn, "We will compensate him, compensate him with everything we have! All the top-grade treasures in the Immortal Gourd Realm's treasury that nourish the source, strengthen the divine soul, and repair Dao injuries, as long as they are useful to him, will be supplied to him with priority and delivered through you to help him recover! Furthermore, an important goal of our trip is to find a way to fundamentally remove him from his prisoner status and rescue him! Only by giving him freedom can he truly escape the fate of being harvested!"

Looking at the unwavering determination in his father's eyes, and then thinking of the demonic fetus's desperate pleas for help and its daily fear, the scales in his heart finally tipped.

He knew his father was right.

This may be the only way to break the deadlock and the most direct way to save the demonic fetus.

“I understand,” Hei Zi nodded emphatically. “I will immediately communicate with the Demon Child, explain the plan to him, and try to get his consent. He yearns for freedom, for the outside world, and most of all, for survival! As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I believe he will agree!”

“Alright!” Zhang Xuan patted Hei Zi on the shoulder. “Tell him we’re not going to our deaths, but to fight our way out for him and for ourselves! I’ll take care of all the preparations needed for the teleportation. You’re in charge of communication and coordination, and maintaining the absolute stability and secrecy of the passage.”

After making the arrangements, Zhang Xuan vanished from the Huangji Palace in a flash, and the next moment, he appeared outside the Heart Sword Thatched Cottage of the old fox Zhang Jianqiu.

Sensing Zhang Xuan's arrival, the old slick man spoke indifferently: "The Realm Lord has come in person. Has the matter of the Immortal Path changed, or is there some trouble that requires my unpopular sword to cut down?"

Zhang Xuan cut to the chase: "The path to immortality is temporarily suspended, but there is another matter that is more urgent and dangerous than the path to immortality, but it is also more likely to be the opportunity for us to break the deadlock."

He succinctly explained the matter of the Blackie and the Demon Embryo, as well as his plan for interdimensional teleportation.

A glint of interest flashed in the old man's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and looked at Zhang Xuan: "The heart of the Primordial Demon Abyss? Interesting. What about the risks?"

“The teleportation load is enormous, a life-or-death test for that demonic fetus. For us, the teleportation process itself carries unpredictable risks; we may encounter spatial turbulence or even be detected by the higher-ups of the Abyss of Beginning Demons,” Zhang Xuan frankly stated. “Once inside, every step is fraught with danger. If we are exposed, we may face an encirclement and suppression by more than one True Immortal, or even trigger the terrifying existences deeper within the Abyss of Beginning Demons.”

The old man was silent for a moment, then suddenly grinned and said, "Since the Realm Lord has decided to go, then let him go. My sword has been dormant for eight hundred years, it's time to get some blood on it. The demonic blood from the Abyss of Beginning Demons should be quite effective in tempering the sword."

“Alright!” Zhang Xuan stood up. “Thirty years from now, once everything is ready, we will proceed with the teleportation.”

"There are three objectives for this trip. First, to gather as much intelligence as possible about the Abyss of Beginning Demons, especially information about its internal factions, the distribution of its core areas, and its resource reserves."

"Secondly, to rescue the demon fetus."

"Thirdly, seek out any resources that may be helpful to the Immortal Gourd Realm."

The old slick man nodded, a hint of sword intent flashing in his eyes: "Understood."

Thirty years later.

With the provision of a large amount of resources at Zhang Xuan's behest.

As Hei Zi advanced to the mid-stage of the Fusion Realm, so too did the Demon Embryo.

With their increased strength, the energy level that the teleportation channel could accommodate also became higher.

The Nine Netherworld Demon Palace, the core of the Ten Thousand Demons Return to Origin Formation.

Zhang Xuan has used the power of spatial and causal branches to lay down layers of concealment, isolation, and stabilization restrictions on this place, ensuring that no transmission fluctuations will leak out.

Hei Zi sat cross-legged at the center of the formation, his face solemn, his demonic energy mingling with the eerie light of the formation.

Opposite him, Zhang Xuan and the old slick man stood side by side.

Zhang Xuan restrained his aura to the extreme, the illusory image of the Great Dao Tree subsided within his body, and the radiance of the thirteen side branches was completely concealed. Only a trace of the ethereal Dao aura of the annihilation side branch enveloped him, reducing his presence.

The old man was even more unassuming, like an ordinary middle-aged swordsman who had just embarked on his path.

“The Demon Embryo is ready,” Hei Zi opened his eyes. “He used some of his accumulated essence that he had secretly hidden for many years, along with a batch of top-grade Soul Nourishing Pills and essence crystals that we urgently sent over, to barely raise his condition to the critical point where he could withstand this teleportation. But he emphasized that there is only one chance, and after the teleportation he will fall into an extremely weak state, unable to provide any support again for a short period of time, and even his mental connection may be temporarily interrupted.”

Zhang Xuan nodded: "One chance is enough."

Hei Zi closed his eyes and fully activated his Demonic Embryo Body.

The demonic energy around him began to vibrate at a strange frequency, resonating with the great array beneath his feet.

Gradually, a dark point slowly emerged between his eyebrows, eventually forming a black vortex portal that could only accommodate one person at a time.

Chaotic light flowed along the edge of the portal, radiating a vastness that transcended eternity and a tremor that shared the origins of true demons.

The passage is open!

"I'll go first." Without any hesitation, the old slickman took a step forward, his figure transforming into a gray sword light of condensed perfection, silently plunging into the black vortex.

The vortex trembled violently the instant the sword light entered.

Hei Zi let out a muffled groan, his face suddenly turning pale, and the demonic energy around him visibly dimmed.

He could clearly feel a painful spasm coming from the demonic fetus and a feeling of weakness as its essence rapidly drained away.

Zhang Xuan's gaze sharpened, and he dared not delay.

His body exuded a profound and serene Daoist aura, and following closely behind the old slick-haired man, he gracefully vanished into the vortex.

Just as Zhang Xuan's figure completely disappeared into the void.

"Om-"

The entire Nine Nether Demon Palace trembled violently!

The black vortex channel erupted with blinding chaotic light, then rapidly contracted and collapsed as if it had exhausted all its power, finally disappearing into the center of Hei Zi's brow.

"puff--"

Hei Zi spat out a mouthful of dark golden life essence blood, his aura instantly weakened to the extreme, and he collapsed directly from the array's core.

He felt that his connection with the demonic fetus had become extremely weak and blurry, and could be severed at any moment.

He could sense that the demonic fetus was only weak and silent, with no further thoughts coming from it.

"Is it...successful?"

Hei Zi struggled to lift his head, gazing at the empty center of the formation, his eyes filled with exhaustion, worry, and a glimmer of hope.

Beginning in the devil's abyss, he returned to the ruins.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood, the stench of decaying organs, and a complex mixture of violent demonic energy and resentment.

The massive black stone platforms stretched endlessly, covered with dark red and black bloodstains and bits of flesh and bone.

In the distance, the faint, cold echo of chains being dragged could be heard, along with the muffled sound of some kind of massive machine operating.

Beneath a corner stone platform piled with various scraps and waste materials, there is a small, folded space.

This is the lair that the demon fetus secretly dug using its position and barely concealed with fragments of abandoned protective barriers.

At this moment, the chaotic afterglow of teleportation within this confined space had not yet completely dissipated.

Two figures, one illusory and one real, quietly appeared.

Zhang Xuan's figure solidified first. He immediately concealed all his aura, and his spatial and causal branches operated at full power, sensing everything around him.

"Such tight guard and restrictions..." Zhang Xuan felt a chill run down his spine.

This place is indeed extraordinary; it is by no means an ordinary prison.

The old slick guy's figure became clearer with each passing moment.

His face was slightly pale, clearly indicating that cross-dimensional teleportation was a considerable burden for him, but his eyes remained as sharp as ever.

He didn't speak, but simply held his right hand together and gently swept it across the air. A barely perceptible ripple of invisible sword intent spread out, instantly sweeping across the surroundings.

“There is a periodic divine sense scan, about thirty breaths apart. The stone beneath our feet contains a complex magical pattern of soul-binding and energy-suppressing, and there are faint traces of blood curses in the air. Contact with it for more than an hour may result in being marked.” The old oily man transmitted his voice through his sword heart.

Zhang Xuan nodded, his gaze falling on a "thing" huddled in the shadows of a corner, almost blending into the darkness.

That was the demonic fetus.

After thousands of years of spiritual interaction with Kuroko, Zhang Xuan finally met him in reality.

It was a figure that looked like a teenager, but was so thin that he was skin and bones. His exposed skin was so pale that it was almost transparent, and it was covered with old and new scars and strange black runes.

What's most chilling are his eyes, large and lifeless, yet deep within their pupils burns a mixture of extreme fear and numbness.

At this moment, the demonic fetus's aura was extremely weak, its whole body was trembling uncontrollably, and dark blood foam was constantly oozing from the corner of its mouth. Clearly, its source was severely overdrawn and its foundation was damaged.

But he still forced himself to stay focused, staring intently at Zhang Xuan and the old slickman with eyes full of tension, anticipation, and a hint of instinctive fear.

Zhang Xuan did not approach immediately, but instead used his causal indirect sensing to sense the situation.

Indeed, the demonic fetus and the black mole are of the same origin and resonate with each other, connected by a thread of cause and effect.

He nodded secretly to the old fox.

Then, Zhang Xuan slowly stepped forward and transmitted his thoughts: "Demon fetus, I am Hei Zi's father, Zhang Xuan, and this is Zhang Jianqiu."

Upon hearing the name "Kuroko," the demon fetus's eyes lit up for a moment, and its body trembled even more violently, whether from excitement or pain, it was hard to tell.

He responded weakly and intermittently: "You really came... It's dangerous here."

...The owner will check on the animals at any time...

"Tell us the details of this place, especially the guard force, patrol patterns, and weak points in the security measures," Zhang Xuan said quickly.