Huangxiu

Chapter 1194 Entering the Abyss
After returning to his courtyard, Chu Zhiyuan sat cross-legged on the couch and took stock of his gains.

The gains were enormous.

The six statues have greatly enhanced the golden sword, giving it a complete spiritual quality.

This spirituality is like that of a one- or two-year-old child; although it possesses spirituality, it is a natural spirituality.

His feeling was like seeing a baby—not yet useful, but possessing infinite possibilities.

What he needs to do now is continue the ritual and further increase his intimacy with it.

The closer you get to it, the better you can feel its energy flow and maximize its power.

It is not as good as the Emperor's Sword or the Heavenly Sword, but it already possesses extraordinary power and might.

Besides the golden sword, there is also merit.

The golden light of merit grew ever brighter within the Demon-Subduing Palace.

As the golden light of merit increased, the golden light of merit within the Demon-Subduing Palace became sufficiently dense.

The Demon-Subduing Divine Tree underwent subtle changes.

He hadn't noticed this before because the light of merit wasn't strong enough and its influence was limited.

It has now been discovered that the Demon-Subduing Divine Tree has become stronger, and its aura is even more intense.

He never imagined that merit could have such a wonderful use; he had always thought that the Demon-Subduing Divine Tree was an unchanging divine object.

I only just realized that it actually uses merit as nourishment.

Suddenly it dawned on me: No wonder it can absorb and store the light of merit.

As he was refining the golden sword, he pondered whether merit could enhance the golden sword, in addition to activating the ancestral aperture and strengthening the Demon-Subduing Divine Tree.

The ability to unite the people's hearts is somewhat similar to the power of merit; can they be connected?
He tried it, then shook his head.

They have not yet fully grasped the essence and fundamentals of merit and popular support.

It requires further understanding; it cannot be rushed.

……

The next morning, he pushed open the door of the courtyard, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Master of the Courtyard."

Gu Junqi stood outside the courtyard, his expression grave: "Are you really going?"

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Don't worry, Headmaster, I will act carefully."

Gu Junqi frowned and said, "The court's good deeds are not for us."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

Gu Junqi is right.

The imperial court would never entrust the good work to the four major clans; they would only be assigned the dirty and tiring tasks.

Gu Junqi said, "Don't be reckless after you go. Take care of yourself. You have a bright future ahead of you. Always think of Junior Nephew Li and the Sect Leader."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Headmaster, I value my life very much."

Gu Junqi nodded slowly: "Let's go."

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his hands in a fist salute and slowly walked out, where Gu Junqi personally escorted him to the gate.

He could tell that Gu Junqi was extremely worried, fearing that he might fall into the Abyss of Evil Suppression.

Chu Zhiyuan, however, was not too worried.

This time I didn't have a sense of danger, so there shouldn't be any real danger.

When he arrived at the Exorcism Division, Huang Zhengyang was already waiting in the front hall.

Surrounded by eight experts, the two headed north.

……

As dusk fell and the setting sun cast its last rays, Chu Zhiyuan and Huang Zhengyang stood on the edge of a cliff.

Below the cliff lies a vast, boundless ocean, its blue waves rippling.

The turquoise waves surged into the sky, crashing heavily against the cliff face and splashing up sprays of water.

Chu Zhiyuan looked around, searching for the location of the Demon-Suppressing Abyss.

However, the surrounding area was empty, and there was nothing unusual within a hundred miles.

Huang Zhengyang took out a token from his pocket, his expression solemn.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at the token.

It was a silver plaque, gleaming brightly, with mythical beasts leaping and galloping on both sides.

According to the extrasensory perception, the silver medal was nothing special; it looked like an ordinary silver medal.

Huang Zhengyang solemnly said, "This is the Zhenyuan Token. Only by holding this token can one reveal the identity of the sect."

Chu Zhiyuan asked, "Can this card alone be used to open it?"

Huang Zhengyang raised the silver medal and said in a deep voice, "It still requires the activation of the unique mental technique."

He closed his eyes, began to concentrate his energy, and the silver plaque in his hand slowly lit up.

A soft light slowly spilled out of the silver medal, like a spring gushing forth.

The soft light gradually converged and became brighter, eventually turning into a sphere of light.

The sphere of light was so bright that it could not be looked at directly.

"go with!"

Huang Zhengyang shouted.

The light suddenly shone brightly, then dimmed.

The white light had spread out, shooting into the distance and towards the distant sea.

Suddenly, a black hole appeared on the distant sea, as if leading to an endless, abyss.

"Go!" Huang Zhengyang shouted. He leaped off the cliff and skimmed diagonally towards the sea.

Chu Zhiyuan followed closely behind.

The two walked side by side toward the black hole, floating forward like feathers carried by the gentle breeze.

Eight experts stood on the cliff and watched, but did not follow.

Chu Zhiyuan spoke from mid-air: "Brother Huang, is this place fixed and unchanging?"

Huang Zhengyang said, "The last time I came here, it was in another direction, about three or four miles away."

"Is this a secret place? Or a hidden paradise?"

“This is a secret place,” Huang Zhengyang said. “It is a rare and unique place in the world.”

Chu Zhiyuan was already using the Cave Illumination, but he could only see the dark entrance of the cave and could not see what was inside.

The two slid diagonally down, no longer needing to use the sea surface for leverage, and landed directly at the entrance of the black hole.

Huang Zhengyang went inside without hesitation, with Chu Zhiyuan following closely behind.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

You find yourself on a mountaintop, with several other peaks nearby.

Between the mountains lies a tranquil abyss, its waters as clear as jade, unfathomably deep.

It looked as if several mountain peaks rose abruptly from the endless waters, surging straight out of the surface.

He and Huang Zhengyang stood atop a mountain, looking down at the clear blue water below.

Under the super-sensory light, the mountains stretch for hundreds of miles, with unfathomable blue waters between them.

His expression darkened, and he frowned as he looked at the other mountain peaks.

Each mountain peak is topped with a statue, ten meters tall, gleaming with gold.

It's obvious at a glance that it's a statue of an evil lord.

Their bodies are no different from normal people, except for their brains.

Some have two heads, some have three heads, some have one eye, and some have three eyes.

Huang Zhengyang said, "Let's go, let's go see the elders."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

A hundred meters away from them, on a mountaintop, there was a courtyard built against the mountain, with distinct layers.

He and Huang Zhengyang floated to the mountain peak and arrived at the courtyard of one of the houses.

He knocked gently on the door and said respectfully, "Mr. Guan, it's me, Xiao Huang."

"no one!"

A muffled sound came from inside the courtyard.

"Old Guan, I've come to see you." Huang Zhengyang said with a smile, "I've also brought a jar of fine wine."

As he spoke, he reached into his sleeve and pulled out a jar of wine.

The pitch-black jar contained about ten catties of wine.

He chuckled and shook the black jar.

"Bang!" The courtyard gate was suddenly pulled open.

Huang Zhengyang carried a jar of wine through the door, and Chu Zhiyuan followed him in.

The courtyard is simple and unpretentious, with a vegetable garden on the east side, a flower garden on the west side, and a well in the center.

An elderly man with white hair and beard was wielding a hoe in the vegetable garden.

He was dressed in coarse linen clothes and looked no different from a farmer.

Chu Zhiyuan sensed that he had reached the ninth level of enlightenment, and his essence, energy, and spirit were contained within.

This is a master.

Huang Zhengyang placed the black jar on the stone table next to the well and chuckled, "Old Guan, this is fine wine, top-grade Flying Spirit Brew."

The old man, hoeing the ground, snorted, "You've come in; nothing good has come of it!"

Huang Zhengyang said, "I've come to tell you some bad news, Elder Guan."

The old man continued hoeing the ground: "Good news or bad news, it's none of my business."

"It's news about the Undying Evil Lord," Huang Zhengyang said with a smile.

The old man stopped hoeing, finally looked up, glanced at Huang Zhengyang and Chu Zhiyuan, and continued hoeing the ground.

Huang Zhengyang said, "The Undying Evil Lord has appeared again, Elder Guan!"

"If it happens, it happens; it's only a matter of time." The old man continued hoeing the ground.

Huang Zhengyang said, "But we dealt with an immortal evil lord and destroyed their statues!"

"Heh." The old man let out a cold laugh and continued hoeing the ground.

Huang Zhengyang pointed at Chu Zhiyuan: "Chu Zhiyuan, the genius of the Heavenly Sword Sect, destroyed the statue of the Undying Evil Lord and even killed one of the Undying Evil Lords!"

The old man turned to look at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his hands in greeting: "Junior Chu Zhiyuan of the Heavenly Sword Sect greets Senior Guan."

The old man's eyes flashed like cold lightning: "You really destroyed the statue of the Undying Evil Lord?"

Chu Zhiyuan replied, "Yes."

The old man pursed his lips: "You should try it and see for yourself."

Chu Zhiyuan pondered for a moment, but made no move.

Huang Zhengyang looked at him, puzzled.

(End of this chapter)