Starting at the Nascent Soul stage, a rogue cultivator is incredibly poor.

Three hours later...

Qingyouzi finally saw that familiar black mist again, the barrier at the edge of Mozhou Mountain.

Without hesitation, he activated his protective aura, and the Demon Dragon Shield split into thirty-six faces, which swirled around his body like wheels as he plunged into the thick fog.

The demonic energy eroded the protective aura, hissing and crackling. The ancient azure demonic fire burned on his black hair, barely resisting the erosion. A quarter of an hour in darkness felt like an eternity.

The moment we burst out of the black fog, the view suddenly opened up before us.

Azure sea, blue sky, seabirds circling in the distance.

But Qingyouzi's heart sank.

"Where is this?"

He quickly took out the nautical chart to compare, but all around was a vast sea, with no islands or land in sight, and even the stars were obscured by the sun.

He had completely lost his way.

Left with no other choice, they had to choose one side and fly away at full speed.

It took a full five days.

He circled, probed, and observed the sunrise and sunset on the vast sea, finally managing to discern the location: the ancient ruins where the teleportation array was located should be in the southeast.

They turned their escape lights around and sped away.

"An ancient demon has been born, and its strength is terrifying... In the future, Nanxuan and Beiting, and even the entire Boundless Sea, will probably not be peaceful."

Qingyouzi put away the sea chart, drank half a bottle of millennium-old spiritual milk, and his depleted magical power began to slowly recover.

"A single blow can injure a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator... If I were to encounter such a person, I would surely die."

He had already made up his mind.

The ancient teleportation array is the only way out.

His divine sense spread out like a net, alerting the surroundings.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply.

A hundred miles behind, a demonic aura soaring into the sky was rapidly approaching! The demonic aura was so intense that it even left a long black trail on the sea surface, causing the seawater to surge and fish and shrimp to scatter wherever it passed.

"Kid... I've found you."

The aged and chilling voice traveled from a hundred miles away, like a leech clinging to the bone.

"Having taken my Demon Dragon Flower and the array, where do you think you can escape to?"

Qingyouzi suddenly turned around.

Amidst the demonic energy, a figure gradually became clear.

It turned out to be the early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, Daoist Chisong, whom I had met once during the Nascent Soul Conference!

At this moment, Chisong's eyes were pitch black, his face was distorted, his body was covered with demonic patterns, and his aura had reached the peak of the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm!

He was controlled by the ancient demon.

It seems that the old demon believed that controlling a cultivator with the strength of the mid-Nascent Soul stage would be enough to deal with him.

"Walk!"

Qingyouzi's body shone brightly with azure light, and his escape speed increased by another 30%!

But Chishong was even faster! As his demonic energy burned, he streaked across the sea like a black lightning bolt, splitting the water below with his shockwaves, creating a trench several miles long. The distance between the two was rapidly closing.

"Burning your very essence to forcibly increase speed..." Qing Youzi's eyes turned cold. "Since that's the case, I'll wear you down!"

He activated the Wind-Riding Pearl above his head and simultaneously used the Myriad Threads Transformation Technique.

Its body split apart, with countless illusory streaks of green hair spreading out in different directions, while its true form remained hidden within them as it continued to fly away.

However, Chishong, or rather the ancient demon controlling him, possessed an incredibly powerful divine sense. The myriad illusory images failed to confuse him, and the black streak of light relentlessly pursued the true form, the distance between them still shrinking.

Thirty li, twenty li, ten li...

"Stay here!"

Chisong raised his hand from afar and grabbed at the void!

A hundred-foot-long crimson demonic hand suddenly emerged from the sea in front of Qingyouzi, its five fingers as thick as mountains, descending upon him!

Qingyouzi spun around quickly, his escape light drawing a sharp arc as he narrowly avoided the attack.

But with this delay, Chishong had already caught up to within three miles!

"Come on! Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

Qingyouzi roared, and the Demon Dragon Shield was instantly summoned, with eighty-one shields stacked one on top of the other to protect his body.

Akamatsu remained expressionless, his hands forming a mudra.

"The Demonic Catfish Devours the Sea!"

The sea exploded, and a hundred-foot-long crimson demonic catfish leaped out of the waves, its mouth full of fangs like swords, carrying monstrous demonic energy, and slammed into the shield formation!

"boom--!!!"

A deafening roar!

The Dragon Shield flashed with light, and the eighty-one shields trembled with a buzzing sound, yet they managed to withstand the attack.

Qingyouzi's body trembled violently, a sweet taste rose in his throat, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but his escape speed did not decrease.

A flash of black light appeared in Chishong's eyes, and he raised his hand again.

This time, a jet-black magic needle condensed at his fingertips, as thin as a hair, yet exuding a sharpness that could pierce through everything.

"go."

The magic needle shot out silently.

A warning screamed in Qing Youzi's heart, and he frantically urged the Demon Dragon Shield to contract and strengthen its defenses. But the demonic needle seemed to ignore the defenses, piercing through layers of shield light and heading straight for his back!

"Pfft!"

The protective aura shattered like paper.

The magic needle pierced the body!

A chilling and malevolent demonic energy instantly surged into his meridians, frantically eroding his magical power and damaging his internal organs!

Qingyouzi's face turned pale, and he spat out another mouthful of blood, his life force suddenly dropping.

He gritted his teeth and slammed a burst of ancient azure demonic fire into his wound, forcefully burning away the invading demonic energy. The intense pain subsided slightly as the demonic energy began to erode him.

We can't fight anymore; we can't win.

That attack was so powerful that even a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator would have been affected.

escape!

Qingyouzi disregarded the depletion of his magical power and frantically activated the Wind Riding Pearl, pushing the Transformation Threads to their limit, and desperately fled towards the direction of the teleportation array in his memory.

Behind him, Chi Song was in hot pursuit, but his speed had slowed down considerably. He had been using his supernatural powers and burning his demonic energy to keep up, and his strength was waning.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qingyouzi drank another half bottle of millennium-old spiritual milk, which slightly restored his depleted magical power.

The chase and escape lasted for another half day.

Finally, the outline of the ancient ruins could be faintly seen on the seabed ahead.

Without hesitation, Qingyouzi plunged into the sea!

Passing through the stone gate, they rushed into the depths of the ruins. Looking back, Chisong had not yet caught up. He had recovered his magic power with the millennium-old spiritual milk, and his speed was not reduced. In addition, Chisong's power had declined, so he was ultimately a step slower.

"Cough cough..."

Qingyouzi leaned against the stone pillar and spat out another mouthful of blood. Demonic energy was surging wildly within his body, and his injuries were serious.

He quickly circulated his internal energy to suppress the attack, his gaze eagerly fixed on the depths of the ruins.

He probed with his divine sense.

Above the sinkhole, there is a golden barrier.

Disappeared.

Below, the ancient teleportation array sits quietly, its eight stone pillars intact, and the array patterns shimmering with light.

It seems that Cangming has broken the seal and left.

"Heaven hasn't forsaken me..."

A flicker of joy flashed in Qingyouzi's eyes. He staggered and leaped into the sinkhole, landing in the center of the teleportation array. He quickly retrieved the Great Teleportation Token and frantically poured his magic power into it!

The token glowed with a milky white light.

The eight stone pillars seemed to awaken, lighting up node by node from bottom to top! Ocean currents surged in like a tide, pouring into the array. The array patterns grew brighter and brighter, the light becoming increasingly intense.

The moment the last stone pillar lit up completely.

A beam of light, ten zhang in diameter, erupted from the ancient ruins, piercing through the sea and shooting straight into the sky! Wherever the beam passed, the sea receded, fish and shrimp scattered in fright, and it could be seen for hundreds of miles!

On the sea.

The Crimson Demon had just caught up to the top of the ruins when it saw this pillar of light reaching the sky.

He was taken aback at first, then probed the seabed with his divine sense and instantly understood.

"A teleportation array?!" The ancient demon was both shocked and enraged. "You little thief, don't you dare run! Prepare to die!!"

He burned his last bit of power, transforming into a black streak of light that shot straight into the seabed, rushing into the ruins in the blink of an eye, and arriving at the edge of the sinkhole!

The light barrier kept him out.

Within the pillar of light, the teleportation array had already been activated.

Qingyouzi stood at the center of the formation, his body enveloped in white light. Through the light barrier, he met Chisong's pair of dark, demonic eyes.

A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"Three hundred years east of the river, three hundred years west of the river, never underestimate a Nascent Soul cultivator. You dog, you just wait!"

Upon hearing this, the ancient demon's eyes widened in fury, and he slammed his hammer into the pillar of light, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to stir up the slightest ripple. Instead, he was forced back several steps by the recoil.

next moment.

A burst of white light shattered, and space distorted.

The figure vanished without a trace.

"No—Qingyou—, my Demon Dragon Flower…my formation!!!"

The ancient demon-controlled red pine tree let out a hysterical roar, the sound waves causing the entire ruin to crumble and fall.

"If I ever meet you again, I will skin you alive, tear your soul apart, and torment you for eternity!!"

"Aaaaaahh ...

The roar echoed for a long time in the empty ruins.

The teleportation array has fallen silent.

The stone pillars have dimmed, and the array patterns have fallen silent.

Only the gaping hole in the golden barrier above the sinkhole seemed to be silently telling a story…

Some have already gone to another world.

He was possessed by a demon, yet he longed for it day and night, unable to forget it.