The road is vague

Chapter 342 Seven Star Corridor
The Wushan Island Birthday Festival is held once every sixty years and lasts for a month.

This is not only a festival celebrating the birth of a baby of the Wu tribe on Wushan Island, but also the coming-of-age ceremony for the Wu tribe on the island. During this period, the Wu tribe on the island will go to the deep sea to hunt off outer gods in the demon core stage. For each successful hunt, the tribal elder will tattoo a star on their forehead. After becoming a so-called six-star warrior, they can enter the Seven Star Corridor to participate in the coming-of-age ceremony.

If successful, one can take another step forward, make up for one's innate deficiencies, and become a true shaman.

If they fail, they will become one of the countless skeletons of the witch clan in the Seven Star Corridor.

call!
A raging fire burned fiercely on every totem pole on Wushan Island.

Wherever the aura reaches, that is the sphere of influence of the totem pole's order.

These spiritual lights intertwined, and the man-eating vines enveloped the entire holy city, creating a primitive scene full of exotic atmosphere together with dozens of shamans singing and dancing around the altar.

Li Mo looked at the four so-called six-star warriors.

These four witch warriors exuded a battle will forged through countless trials. Wielding various witch artifacts, they were only one step away from reaching the Nascent Soul stage. Surrounded by other witch giants, they prayed amidst songs and dances. What followed was their all-or-nothing journey of relentless advance.

In order to return to the Great Qian Kingdom as soon as possible, he was determined to continue to participate in the island's birthday celebrations.

The disappearance of the Witch Clan can only be considered a normal death if it takes place within the Seven Star Corridor. If a so-called six-star warrior could be sealed away, that would be even better.

The newly appointed Grand Elder of Wushan Island, holding a scepter, sat in the crowd and continuously uttered deep shouts, full of surging power.

Every member of the shamanic tribe, singing and dancing, exuded excitement and joy.

They seem to be celebrating newborn babies and adult warriors.

far away.

More than a hundred demonic beasts of various shapes and sizes, along with more than a hundred humans, looked at the singing and dancing witches with solemn expressions. They could sense that the mysterious power permeating this primitive activity was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

Among the demonic beasts, the Wind Eagle Spirit, Rhinoceros Spirit, Crocodile Spirit, Wild Boar Spirit, Turtle Spirit, Elephant Spirit, and True Demon Clone are the leaders, needless to say.

Among the human cultivators, all were Foundation Establishment cultivators, including Zhang Xiu Ning's husband, who waited quietly with a solemn expression.

Sudden.

The true demon clone seemed to sense something, and after calculating with its fingers, its gray-white eyes suddenly shrank.

He suddenly looked up at the sky.

What should have been a pitch-black night was suddenly transformed into a terrifying scene that sent chills down its spine.

Numerous translucent colossal objects, larger than mountains, emanated a faint glow and drifted high in the sky, occasionally extending their strange limbs as if trying to reach for the ground.

This is an indescribable apocalyptic scene that only appears every year at sunset.

This time it was clearly much more terrifying, exuding a chilling and maddening despair.

"No wonder that for array masters in the Mountain and Sea Realm, every sixty years, all the great arrays in the world weaken for a period of time, and the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches become seriously misaligned afterward. They are actually devouring the basic order of the Mountain and Sea Realm and destroying the positions of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches..."

As the true demon clone came to a realization, he couldn't help but curl up and try to hide under the shade of a tree.

He discovered that even when he was wearing clothes, he was still harmed by those things, and dense blisters appeared on his skin, causing excruciating pain.

The act of recognizing them, seeing them, and understanding them is itself a form of profound pollution and curse.

Previously, we only needed to be careful during the evening moon period each year, and we should not go out unless necessary. Even if we had to go out, we should wear clothes and take protective measures. However, this calamity day that occurs once every sixty years seems to have a more severe effect of the curse than the evening moon. We will suffer continuous damage even in the shade of houses and trees!

The true demon avatar looked rather grim. He looked around and noticed the flames rising continuously on those totems.

These flames seemed to represent different rules of order, slowly converging towards the dancing and singing witch giant, merging into one. It vaguely sensed that if it weren't for the interference of these flames of order, the damage it was suffering would probably be a hundred times more severe.

"Are you OK?"

The Wind Carving Spirit noticed the abnormality of the True Demon's clone.

It was born with the Eye of the Storm, possessing keen insight into all kinds of changes, and immediately noticed the abnormality of the True Demon clone.

The demon clone glanced at him coldly with its gray-white eyes, then forced itself to walk away.

Upon seeing this, the Wind Eagle Spirit couldn't help but chuckle, its eyes revealing a sinister depth. It then turned its head to look in another direction. It also disliked the gloomy and eerie environment here, but it didn't react so dramatically. It seems that this evil god is probably hiding some secrets.

The true demon clone's body trembled and curled up, as if it had caught a bad cold and was dizzy and lightheaded.

He barely managed to lift his head and look at the center of the many witch giants. Countless totem fires gathered at the top of the Grand Elder, and a crack was faintly opened, leading to an unknown destination. However, the True Demon Avatar instinctively felt that it was safer there, allowing it to escape this predicament that occurs once every sixty years.

"Among the Witch Clan, there is a Grandmaster of Array Formations whose mastery of array formations far surpasses that of myself."

Although Li Mo was confident that once he advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, becoming a formation master would be a natural progression, he was currently unable to even be considered a formation master because he didn't have time to deduce formations on his own. This was why he hadn't foreseen this day of disaster.

Fortunately at this time.

The Great Elder of the Witch Clan finally spoke.

"Go forth, brave children, this is the descent passage of our Witch Clan, a world passage forcibly opened by the Heavenly Might Collapse Hammer. Use the Spirit Cotton Seeds to absorb the aura of our ancestors' remains and bring it out to add new descendants for us. Pass the coming-of-age ceremony trial inside and become true Witch Clan members!"

Upon hearing this, the six-star warriors roared and charged into the crack in the raging flames.

In addition, more than twenty members of the Wu clan responsible for planting the spirit cotton also rushed in immediately.

However, before the Witch Clan Elder could speak, the True Demon Avatar let out a low roar and rushed into the area impatiently. This caused the Witch Clan Elder to pause briefly, but he assumed that the evil god was eager to receive the spirit stones as a reward. He smiled slightly and did not take it to heart, signaling to the others that they could enter.

Many demonic beasts and wild cultivators wore solemn expressions.

"Now that you're all here, why are you all so hesitant and timid?"

The elephant spirit sneered.

It is the largest of the monsters in this area, and one of the few behemoths that can rival the ancient savage beasts.

Even the giants of the witch race would be tiny compared to it.

After letting out a cold snort, it immediately activated its towering treasure body, making its already incredibly tall physique even more exaggerated, emanating an oppressive aura that left all the demons speechless.

"Humph!"

Upon seeing this, the rhinoceros demon immediately took the lead and charged wildly into the crack in the raging fire.

As numerous demonic beasts entered the rift, the wild cultivators gathered there were forced to enter as well.

……

the other side.

Huff, huff, huff.

The demonic clone let out a low, labored breath, his body covered in a fine layer of cold sweat, but thankfully the tiny blisters on his body had gradually subsided. It took him quite a while to calm down completely.

"That kind of damage is not limited to the body, nor is it aimed at the soul, but rather damage to the laws and order. It's as if I shouldn't exist in the Mountain and Sea Realm, shouldn't exist in this era, and am not accepted by the Mountain and Sea Realm. If this damage continues, I'm afraid I will mysteriously become extinct like those ancient great demons."

After muttering to himself, Li Mo looked around at this unfamiliar place.

The sky was a distorted ring, emitting a hazy gray light, about twenty or thirty miles in diameter, its destination unknown, and filled with many stone mountains of varying sizes floating in it, creating a dreamlike atmosphere.

"Is this what they call the Seven Star Corridor?"

This seems to confirm what the Grand Elder said: it was a passage artificially created by the Seven Star Realm Witch Clan in ancient times after they used a divine treasure to break through the world barrier.

If you say so.

The reason why the ruins of the Great Zhou Dynasty are now buried deep underground is mostly due to the super earthquake caused by the so-called power of the Heavenly Might Collapse Hammer.

The ground was made of stones and soil, with withered man-eating vines growing on the soil and strangely shaped stones.

Just as he was about to fly into the air to take a look, he suddenly stopped.

A three-foot-long, needle-like slit was opening and closing, as if breathing, appearing and disappearing intermittently. If he hadn't used the Blood Path Secret Technique to mimic his true form and open his True Spirit Eye, he would have probably run into it head-on.

After a thoughtful expression, the true demon clone reached out and threw out a refining material from its main body.

This is a piece of Xin Iron, similar to black gold. It belongs to a relatively niche metal essence. Its special feature is that after a magical artifact is coated with a layer of it, a hard outer shell will form, which can form the property of a cicada shedding its shell.

After passing through the crack, Xin Tie silently split in two.

The true demon clone gasped, his expression turning grave.

He had just been nearly split in two like this piece of iron. While it wasn't a fatal injury to his demonic body, it was still a severe blow.

After the true demon avatar looked around, it realized that the so-called Seven Star Corridor was actually filled with countless spatial rifts of all sizes, which made its expression turn extremely ugly.

Even without other dangers, the sheer number of spatial rifts alone is enough to make this place one of the most dangerous forbidden areas in the Mountain and Sea Realm.

To keep it a secret, those witches didn't inform them at all beforehand.

"Roar!!"

At this moment, a heart-wrenching scream of pain came from afar. The true demon clone carefully observed the surroundings while approaching the source of the scream.

As he approached, he was shocked to find that a number of demonic beasts had gathered there, all looking at the rhinoceros demon, which was almost split in two, with expressions of astonishment.

This was a rhinoceros demon that had already begun to take human form. Its powerful physique and sturdy armor made it one of the most resilient beasts in terms of survival ability. Yet, it was now almost split in two, letting out a shrill scream.

Because of his incredible resilience, he is unlikely to die anytime soon.

"Roar! Kill me, kill me now..."

The rhinoceros spirit pleaded and howled.

puff!
The Wind Eagle suddenly extended its sharp claws, and a powerful wind surged in from the wound, instantly ending the opponent's life.

Seeing that all the demons were looking at it, it couldn't help but let out a soft snort.

"I am relieving its pain."

“Leave its demon core behind.”

A giant witch said coldly, "All the demon cores of demonic beasts that die unexpectedly must be handed over to the island god of Zhenhai Island intact. This is a rule set by the clan chief to prevent anyone from causing trouble on Wushan Island."

In the Lost Seas, there once existed an era where gods killed and ate each other. To prevent such a situation from happening again, they cooperated with the Misty Blood Dragon Clan, handing over all their demon cores to the Blood Dragon Clan in exchange for timely support in the event of an invasion by external gods.

This way.

Demon cores became contraband in the various seas. Apart from being collected by the gods of each island, they could not be circulated among the common people, and there were no corresponding spiritual medicines to neutralize the brutal aura within them.

Upon hearing this, the Wind Eagle Demon had no choice but to put down its demon core, but it looked coldly at the witch.

"Why didn't you warn us beforehand that there was such a dangerous spatial rift here?"

The witch's expression did not change at all upon hearing this.

"You came here for a hundredfold reward, so you should be prepared. What are spatial rifts compared to the vengeful ghosts and strange void creatures here? They are nothing. But the real danger here is the alluring shadows that will lure you into the Great Harmony Dream, where you will be forever trapped."

"The shadow of age?"

"Isn't that the true spirit worshipped by the Blood Dragon Clan? Legend has it that it was the beginning of a new era, the creator god who created the dreamlike world of Great Harmony. Once you enter it, all your wishes can be fulfilled spiritually. Humans call it a demon in their hearts and avoid it at all costs."

"I want to go back, I want to leave this place... Ah!"

A terrified snake demon tried to return to Wushan Island from the entrance, but was instantly reduced to ashes by flames.

Upon seeing this, another member of the Wu tribe with three scars on his chest calmly offered an explanation.

"This is our clan's Sacred Star Flame. Although it is only a trace of its power, it is enough to turn a transformed Great Demon King to ashes in an instant. It would be best if you all waited until after the birthday festival, when the Sacred Star Flame automatically splits and returns to the totem pole before leaving."

Say it.

The witches who had gathered there silently walked away into the distance.

Li Mo suddenly noticed a small mountain floating in the distance, which looked like a giant hand.

After a moment of contemplation, he looked at another small mountain floating in the air, which looked exactly like a giant head.

"Could it be..."

Li Mo immediately walked towards the edge of the ground beneath his feet. When he confirmed that what he called the ground was actually countless huge skeletons of the witch race, he could no longer remain calm.

"Could it be that the high-ranking witch clans of ancient times also faced the calamities of the sun and were forced to hide here, but ultimately died here because their cultivation levels were too high, turning into this land. And the spiritual energy absorbed by the spirit cotton seeds contains the aura of the Seven Star World within these witch clan corpses?"

Seeing that no one was around, the many witch clan members dispersed, and Li Mo's true form appeared silently.

“There must be some secrets hidden here. The coming-of-age ceremony of those witch warriors seems to be about going to the end of this Seven Star Corridor to challenge something. You can try to follow it and make your move when the opportunity arises.”

"understood."

Li Mo's true form disappeared silently after activating the Formless Robe.

Although this magical artifact was no longer of great use at the Golden Core stage, he only used it for ordinary concealment.

(End of this chapter)