Chapter 5770 - Demon Slayer
"Has this ever happened before?"
"The last time was thirteen years ago. About every ten years, the eyes of this Demon Emperor would patrol this place."
Qing Yurou's face was filled with relaxation, as if she was almost lying on the flying boat. She was completely different from the silent and taciturn person she was not long ago.
"You just happen to be going to the Demon Slayer Sect, and we're both on the same route, so why don't you take me with you? I'll do you a favor, and I'll have to pay you back in the future."
Listening to Qing Yurou's words, Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows: "You have already caught up with me, what else can I say?"
"Hey, you're such a nice guy."
Seeing Zhang Yifeng's agreement, Qing Yurou fell on the flying boat and looked at the eyes in the sky: "Have you never seen the might of heaven before?"
"No, I'm a recluse, so I just happened to avoid it every time, and I've never seen it with my own eyes."
After a few nonsense words, Qing Yurou did not ask any more questions.
"These are clearly the eyes of the Demon Emperor, why are they called the might of heaven?"
“The might of heaven is not referring to the Demon Emperor, but every time the Demon Emperor patrols the heaven and earth, the laws of nature in this world will become unstable, and then demonic turmoil will erupt.
Although it is said that demons are causing unrest, the monsters and evil spirits are also restless. This is the might of heaven."
Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng nodded.
After hearing Qing Yurou's words, Zhang Yifeng had a better understanding of the current chaotic world.
At this time, Qing Yurou was lying on the flying boat, but the wide gray robe hood could not cover her delicate face.
The face was as beautiful as a fairy, but there was only a scarlet scar that spread from the left eyelid to the chin, ruining this beautiful scenery.
But even with this scar, Qing Yurou's face would not look ugly.
Having gotten what he wanted to know, Zhang Yifeng naturally didn't bother to say anything more to Qing Yurou. He turned to look at the star map in his hand.
Looking at the starlight flowing on the bronze block, Zhang Yifeng's eyes condensed slightly. This chaotic world is hundreds of times larger than the realm of immortals.
Hundreds of times, this is an extremely exaggerated concept.
Zhang Yifeng had no idea how many worlds were attracted by that chaotic torrent and merged into this chaotic world.
But today's chaotic world, whether in terms of the size of the world or the upper limit of the origin of this world, far exceeds the former realm of immortals.
After the flying boat traveled millions of miles, Zhang Yifeng arrived at a continent suspended in the air.
This continent stretches for thousands of miles, suspended in an endless land. The abyss of tens of millions of miles below is difficult to spy on.
"Sure enough, this world is no longer the realm of immortals."
Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhang Yifeng shook his head secretly.
It is said here that the entire Realm of Immortals and other realms have been integrated, but Zhang Yifeng understands that after five hundred years, the Realm of Immortals no longer exists.
Such a strange phenomenon would never be possible to sustain under the power of the world's origin in the Realm of Immortals.
At this time, in front of this abyss, tens of thousands of cultivators gathered here, and most of them were below the Immortal Venerable.
"The Immortal Lords are all guarding the gates of the Demon Slayer Sect. This statement seems a bit exaggerated."
At this point, Zhang Yifeng gradually learned more about the Demon-Slaying Sect.
If one wants to become a demon slayer, that is, a cultivator of the Demon Slayer Sect, the threshold is to be an Immortal Venerable.
Perhaps this is why the casual cultivators in the Chaos Realm said that even an Immortal Venerable could only guard the gate of the Demon-Slaying Sect.
Before guarding this place, five full days passed, and thousands of rays of light shot out from the suspended continent. Among them, three shadows of powerful men who looked like immortals came walking in the air.
"Immortal Emperor Realm!"
Zhang Yifeng was shocked when he felt the familiar aura from the shadow that he had felt before.
In this Demon-Slaying Sect, there are actually three Immortal Emperor-level warriors hiding!
“Fellow Daoist Feng Yi, this Demon Slayer Sect’s assessment is not easy. You must remember to be careful and cautious, and don’t be arrogant. Otherwise, you may be doomed.”
Qing Yurou still did not leave Zhang Yifeng's side.
Although we have arrived before the Demon Slaying Sect, the sect gate is still open. Even if we want to go there to redeem the reward, we have to wait until the Demon Slaying Sect's assessment is over.
In the rosy glow, the three Immortal Emperors were explaining the dangers of the Demon-Slaying Sect's assessment. Zhang Yifeng's eyes showed a hint of concentration.
The Demon Slaying Sect's assessment is not some illusory trial, but a terrifying test in which one's life may be at risk in every round.
"Counting the days, this year is the fiftieth round of recruiting monks. Every time the Heavenly Might moves, the Demon Slayer Sect will conduct a sect assessment."
Qing Yurou spoke to herself, looking in the direction of the sect with an anxious look on her face.
Zhang Yifeng was listening attentively to the three Immortal Emperors describing the content of the assessment. Not long after, the three Immortal Emperors disappeared, and a group of powerful men with the aura of immortal saints flew in from the Demon-Slaying Sect.
"Everyone, if you want to become a demon slayer, courage is the most important thing when facing demons.
If you see the evil demons from the foreign lands causing trouble and you are frightened by their hideous faces, and you cannot hold the sword in your hands or move your feet, how can you slay the demons? How can you enforce justice on behalf of the heavens?
In this case, the first round of trials for the Demon Slayer Sect will be a test of courage and insight."
In the air, the tall and strong man with a square face finished speaking, and lightly stroked the void with his fingers. An azure illusory stone tablet descended and hung in front of him.
This stone tablet is ten thousand feet tall and hangs in the air. The pressure emanating from it makes people shudder, as if some terrifying existence is imprisoned within it.
"When you enter this boundary monument, life and death are at your own risk. Do what you can."
After the Immortal Saint uttered these words, a buzzing sound came from the boundary marker, followed by a series of terrifying howls.
It was like the Nine Netherworld Purgatory, with countless people wailing tragically, which made people feel terrified just by hearing it.
Zhang Yifeng glanced at Qing Yurou and asked, "What's in this monument?"
"I'm not sure. Although the tests for joining the sect are the same every time, the things you encounter during the tests are different."
Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng nodded secretly, his figure flashed, and he walked into the air towards the boundary marker.
Since he has chosen to join the Demon-Slaying Sect, Zhang Yifeng naturally will not take a step back.
In front of the boundary marker, waves of strong bloody smell blew in the face. Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly. It seemed that there was a great terror hidden in this boundary marker.
As the light from the boundary marker swallowed up Zhang Yifeng, the dazzling white light made Zhang Yifeng unable to sense anything.
After a long time, the white light dissipated, and a scene like a paradise appeared before my eyes.
"This is......"
"Brother Zhang!"
At this moment, a laughter came from behind Zhang Yifeng. Zhang Yifeng looked in the direction of the sound and saw a girl with a Taoist bun behind him. The girl was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe that had been washed so much that it turned white.
"You are still lazy. If you continue to be lazy, the master will punish you. Go away now."
As she spoke, the girl grabbed Zhang Yifeng's hand and headed towards the depths of the dense forest.
