I forge immortality with a pagoda.

Gu Penghao's face was pale, his eyes filled with shock. He looked around blankly, "The aura of a True Monarch has suddenly disappeared?"

"Why? Could it be that the external calamity has become so perilous that even a True Lord finds it troublesome and is unwilling to speak further? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Shen Yu slowly raised her head, her expression a mixture of surprise and disbelief, and even more so, panic.

He paused, looking at the silent, ethereal figure, and hesitated, "Perhaps the True Lord has a deeper meaning, or perhaps he is still in slumber, and what he just did was merely an instinctive reaction?"

His heart was already churning with turbulent waves, which were difficult to quell.

Deep within his spiritual platform, the chaotic radiance had long since dissipated, and the pagoda itself no longer slowly rotated, but instead fell into silence, like a stubborn rock. He understood that this was the Xuanqiong Pagoda resisting the invasion on its own, but having consumed too much energy, it had fallen into slumber.

However, the mere glimpse of power it displayed was enough to shake Shen Yu to his core.

"The Xuanqiong Pagoda is actually this powerful?!" He was secretly shocked. "A True Monarch's divine sense at the Refining Void Realm was actually repelled by the pagoda's spontaneous protective aura. Just how powerful is this pagoda?"

He originally only knew that this treasure was magical, but he never expected its power to be so incredible.

"What exactly is the rank of this pagoda? Is it a celestial artifact?! Or some even higher-level, heaven-defying magic treasure?"

As soon as this thought arose, Shen Yu's heart sank even further, and at the same time, a complex emotion that was difficult to describe welled up within him.

Possessing a treasure is a crime; this pagoda, though a treasure for protection, could also be the source of trouble.

Today, only a wisp of divine consciousness managed to be frightened away. If it were to be targeted by a true immortal lord in the future, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Gu Penghao was clearly unaware of the earth-shattering confrontation that had taken place within Shen Yuling's spiritual platform.

He gazed at the altar with deep concern. "The True Lord's phantom image never disappeared, yet now it's vanished without a trace. What on earth has happened?"

The altar was silent, the phantom image remained still.

Shen Yu took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his turbulent emotions. At present, his top priority was to leave this place as soon as possible. Who knew if that True Monarch of Refining Emptiness would return again and extract his soul and refine his spirit?

Deep within the void lies a hidden grotto called Guicang Jiliao Heaven. This grotto was a small grotto created by Dongwei Zhenjun, his true place of rest and recuperation. The altar outside is merely a point of entry and exit from the grotto.

The scene inside the cave was strange; there was neither sun nor moon, only seventy-two primordial star vortexes slowly rotating, casting a cool, clear light that illuminated the bright, clear space in the center.

A figure dressed in simple clothes sat cross-legged in the radiance; this was none other than the true form of the True Lord Dongwei.

Just as the divine sense on the altar was repelled by the Xuanqiong Pagoda, in the desolate heavens of Guicang, the body of the True Lord Dongwei suddenly trembled violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

At the center of his brow, an old scar suddenly burst open, and wisps of black energy intertwined with golden light, frantically eroding his spiritual center.

"cough!"

The True Monarch of Cave Insight suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes, a look of shock flashing in them. "What kind of thing could possibly injure me like this? It is supremely ancient and should never exist in this world!"

He endured the excruciating pain of his soul collapsing due to the backlash from his Dao injury, "and all he saw was a chaotic radiance, a sign of breaking the laws and slaying gods!"

His thoughts raced. "Back then, when the Demon Lord Yuanmie wielded that Elai Soul-Chasing Halberd and swept across a demon kingdom, the aura of destruction and the end of karma carried by its blade once made my Dao heart tremble slightly."

The True Lord of Cave murmured to himself, filled with surprise and doubt.

"This mysterious object before us possesses an ancient aura, even surpassing that of the E'lai Soul-Chasing Halberd?! How could a mere Qi Refining cultivator possess such an astonishing object within his spiritual platform? Could it be a pawn planted by some supreme being?"

He did not come here to recuperate after being seriously injured in a battle with his nemesis. Rather, he came here to travel because he had accidentally deduced that there might be an opportunity for him in this abyss. His serious injury was a later event.

"This injury to his divine sense has aggravated his old ailments, and he may not be able to suppress the demonic energy."

A hint of worry flashed across Dongwei Zhenjun's eyes.

The reason he set up the restriction was not only because he was seriously injured and unable to gather his magical power, but also to isolate himself from the outside world and prevent that person from making a sudden move.

Now that he himself is in dire need of protection, the power to maintain the restrictions on this execution ground will inevitably be greatly reduced.

After a moment's thought, he reached out and pointed towards the sky. The entire cave trembled, emitting a sound like mountains collapsing and the earth splitting. It moved rapidly through the void and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

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While Gu Penghao and Shen Yu were still in shock and uncertainty on the altar, an unexpected change occurred.

At first, only a deep rumbling sound came from a very distant place, as if thousands of giant beasts were running underground.

Immediately afterwards, countless twisted and hideous shadows seeped out from all directions, sweeping in like a vast black ocean.

"Demonic energy! They really got in."

Gu Penghao gasped in shock, his face changing drastically.

The demonic tide surged, and countless demonic shadows of various shapes floated in the demonic clouds. There were powerful demons with bulging muscles and curved horns on their heads, there were ethereal demons that emitted bewitching shrieks, and there were strange demons that looked like giant eyeballs, exuding an evil aura.

"Walk!"

Gu Penghao reacted extremely quickly, grabbing the sleeve of the still-shocked Shen Yu. His magical power surged and erupted, transforming into a streak of light as he sped toward the back of the altar.

He was familiar with the terrain of the execution ground and knew that there were several ancient restrictions that might offer temporary refuge.

However, the demon was faster and seemed to be unusually sensitive to the aura of living things. A cloud of demons arrived first and crashed into the blue light.

"boom!"

The escape light shook violently, and Gu Penghao's magic power rapidly dissipated. He groaned and his escape speed decreased sharply.

More demonic shadows howled and pounced, instantly engulfing the two figures.

In the chaos, Shen Yu felt a tremendous force strike him, and the hand that was gripping his sleeve suddenly loosened. He and Gu Penghao were instantly separated by the surging tide of demonic energy.

Shen Yu's vision was filled with endless darkness and distorted demonic shadows, and piercing demonic sounds filled his mind. His spiritual energy was stagnant, as if he was about to fall into an endless demonic realm.

At the critical moment of life and death, Shen Yu was shocked but not afraid. He did not panic and immediately activated the Flowing Scenery Returning to Origin Technique on the talisman.

This technique is neither an offensive nor a defensive one, but rather an extremely sophisticated method of gathering one's breath and returning to one's origin.

Shen Yu made hand seals, his true qi surging around him, and mottled talisman phantoms suddenly appeared on his body.

These talismanic shadows flashed by in an instant, and Shen Yu's entire being became illusory. This was not that his physical form truly disappeared, but rather that his existence vanished. His life force, true qi, and spiritual energy were forcibly erased, seemingly returning to the natural world.

The effect is immediate.

The demonic shadows that had been frantically rushing towards him suddenly paused, their狰狞 faces showing confusion.

Having lost their target, they hesitated briefly before being immediately drawn to Gu Penghao.

Thick demonic clouds enveloped the two, rendering them unable to see. They could only use their divine sense to locate each other. However, at that moment, Gu Penghao sensed that Shen Yu's aura had suddenly vanished, followed by an even more ferocious attack from demonic creatures, greatly increasing his pressure.

"That kid, is he really dead? What a useless piece of trash!"

He was anxious and kept moving his hands, using all his supernatural powers. But every time he killed a large number of demons, more demons would fill the gaps. Even though he used all his skills, he could not escape from the encirclement.

Although he possessed great magical power, he was, after all, a Golden Core cultivator who specialized in cultivating divine sense. Divine sense attacks would undoubtedly have little effect on the demon soldiers and generals, who were, in fact, a group of beings without consciousness.

What alarmed him even more was that a tall demon general from within the demonic clouds had also joined the battle. This demon was equivalent to a Golden Core cultivator in the Immortal Path, and he might not even be able to defeat it one-on-one, let alone get caught up in this demon army.

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