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Different Flame, Heaven-Rank Battle Technique!

Both of these things were very attractive to Rean. First, he was very interested in the Strange Fire, which was unique to the Dou Qi Continent. Second, the Heavenly Rank Dou Techniques were probably equivalent to some powerful secret techniques.

What Rean lacks most right now is peak-level secret techniques, or even ultimate secret techniques. Although the energy level of this Dou Qi Continent is very low, the strength of its secret techniques is very high. Rean feels that the strength of several low-level Dou Techniques in his mind is already close to the level of peak-level secret techniques.

Even if a Heavenly Rank combat skill doesn't reach the level of an ultimate secret technique, it should still be equivalent to the peak secret technique of a Universe Venerable.

As for the higher-level Emperor rank, they should be able to reach the level of ultimate secret techniques.

After making the agreement with Yunluo, Li En sent Qianxue Wuyou and Ye Linglong back to the Qianxue family. He did not send them to the Wanjian Pavilion, since the Wanjian Pavilion belonged to his wife and father. If they knew about his relationship with the two female disciples, they would probably kill the two female disciples first and then kill him.

After seeing off his two disciples, Li En personally returned to the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion. With his status, he could easily enter the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion and quickly found the fragment of the Douluo God Temple map that wasn't very valuable.

After using the intelligent life form to make a copy, he put the fragment back in its original place and then left quietly without alerting anyone.

As the son-in-law of the Pavilion Master of the Myriad Swords Pavilion, it is perfectly normal for him to occasionally return to the headquarters, and it is also perfectly reasonable for him to go into the Myriad Treasures Pavilion to take some treasures.

After leaving the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, Rean went straight to the place he had agreed to meet Yunluo. When he arrived, Yunluo was already there.

At this moment, Yunluo wore a long, emerald-green dress that fluttered in the wind. Her approachable demeanor revealed a large expanse of her snow-white chest, displaying extreme generosity.

"As expected of Hall Master Chen, you are a man of your word. I wonder if you have brought the incomplete map?" Yunluo looked at Li En with a smile, her voice soft and alluring.

“They’re all here,” Rean said confidently, nodding his head.

Yunluo had no objections. She knew this was a way for Li En to protect himself. With the map in his mind, she wouldn't dare to have any wicked thoughts.

The two rode the fifth-tier magical beast, the Howling Sky Eagle, directly across the Blazing Sun Mountains and arrived at Tianluo Valley.

Tianluo Valley is like a green sword cleaving the earth, with its cliffs on both sides gleaming with a cold, iron-gray light, and the gnarled vines in the crevices of the rocks resembling the knuckles of a dying man.

The valley floor is shrouded in milky white mist year-round, occasionally torn open by winds from an unknown source, revealing a dark, rocky beach below—the sharp-edged rocks are covered with a thin layer of frost.

A man stood silently on one of the giant rocks, his knuckles white as he gripped the sheepskin map, his boot crushing a clump of blood-red lichen that had sprouted from a crack in the rock.

The pungent smell of humus mixed with a metallic rusty odor filled my nostrils, and in the distance came the sound of water seeping from the rock wall and falling into the deep pool; each sound was like a hammer blow to my taut nerves.

Suddenly, a dark shadow swept across the sea of ​​fog, and a rock eagle on the cliff let out a cry like the wailing of a baby.

He looked up abruptly and saw a section of the dilapidated walkway lying a hundred meters above him, the broken planks swaying in the wind like beads being manipulated by an invisible hand.

Before he knew it, the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end, as if the entire valley was staring at him with malice accumulated over millions of years.

The whirring of the hidden dart's mechanism was exceptionally crisp in the deathly silence. He stared at the still-trembling fletching of the arrow embedded in the rock wall, finally making out the stark white bones entwined among the "withered vines."

Suddenly, the mist surged and swallowed the arrows, and the muffled thud of chains being dragged echoed from the valley floor. Just as the man was about to flee, another ear-piercing eagle cry rang out from above, followed by a colossal eagle-like monster that blotted out the sky appearing before him.

"You've finally arrived." The man looked at Yunluo, who had arrived alongside Rean, with a somewhat cold expression on his face.

Rean glanced at the man, then turned his questioning gaze to Yunluo.

"Let me introduce you." Knowing that Li En must have some reservations, Yunluo quickly explained, "This is Luo Tianwu, a descendant of Douluo God-King. He has the blood of Douluo God-King flowing through his veins. If we want to open the final gate of the Douluo Temple, we will need to rely on his help."

"This is Chen Mu, the Hall Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion," Yunluo introduced Li En to Luo Tianwu.

Upon hearing the name Chen Mu, Luo Tianwu's eyes flashed with surprise. Clearly, he knew Chen Mu and was the son-in-law of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion Master. Why would someone of such status risk coming to such a place?

Li En didn't bother with Luo Tianwu at all. He just said to Yun Luo, "You should have told me in advance who you invited. If I had known there were other people, I could have chosen not to come."

Seeing that Li En seemed genuinely displeased, Yunluo quickly stepped forward and used her wisdom to appease him. She whispered in Li En's ear:

"We can't get in without this person. With him here, we can use him as a shield in critical moments and then take his blood."

Rean's heart skipped a beat. This woman was truly cold-blooded, but that suited him perfectly.

Then, the three of them entered the depths of Tianluo Valley at the same time.

The bottom of Tianluo Valley is perpetually shrouded in darkness, with damp mist swirling among the jagged rocks. Dark green moss covers the bluish-black rock walls, feeling sticky and cool to the touch.

A dark stream flowed silently, with withered yellow leaves floating on its surface, occasionally bubbling up tiny bubbles and emitting a rotten, sour smell.

Animal bones lay scattered along the stream, glistening from the moisture. He crushed half a deer antler under his foot; the sound of it breaking was particularly jarring in the deathly silence.

Several gray squirrels suddenly darted out of the rock crevice, their red eyes flashing in the darkness, before disappearing in an instant into the ferns. The edges of the fern leaves had an unnatural purplish-red tinge, as if they had been corroded by poisonous fog for a long time.

In the distance came the sound of water droplets falling into a deep pool, each drop perfectly timed, like some kind of eerie clock. The pool was so black it swallowed all light, with only a few silver threads occasionally brushing the surface—spider webs hanging from the stalactites.

Following behind Rean and Yunluo, Luo Tianwu touched the dagger at his waist, the cold, hard feel of the metal slightly easing the tension in his throat.

Suddenly, a phosphorescent blue light flashed on the stone wall; upon closer inspection, it was discovered to be sporangia of some kind of fungus.

They flickered in and out with the rhythm of breathing, as if spying on the intruder's fear. The soles of the shoes sank into the mud with a "squeak" sound, startling a swarm of blood mosquitoes, their wings flapping like the snickering of an old woman.

Something seemed to be moving slightly in the darkness, but visibility was very low, and there seemed to be a mysterious force probing the area, causing Yunluo to become somewhat nervous.

Rean, however, didn't feel anything. His detector had already been activated, and the surrounding area was under his control. No movement could escape his detection.

After they had descended thousands of meters into the valley, a deathly pale face silently emerged from the darkness, appearing behind Luo Tianwu without a sound. (End of Chapter)