Slaughter to Prove Your Dao: Unlock the Great Sage Equal to Heaven at the Start!

Chen Xing looked at himself in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction.

The Seventy-Two Transformations skill is indeed very useful.

He slung a somewhat worn tactical backpack over his shoulder and stored the Shattered Mountain Staff deep inside his Void Ring.

He changed into an inconspicuous dark gray tracksuit, and put on a hat and mask.

Everything is ready.

He took out his phone and bought a business class ticket for the next high-speed train to Chengdu, a core hub city in the Southwest Theater Command.

Then, like a low-level martial artist who goes out to train.

I mingled with the evening rush hour crowds, left Wuhan University in Shenzhen, and took a taxi to the high-speed rail station.

The waiting hall was bustling with noise.

Chen Xing found a corner to sit down and pulled his hat brim down.

While seemingly resting with his eyes closed, he was actually using his extraordinary perception to subtly scan the surrounding area of ​​several hundred meters.

No suspicious stalkers were found, nor did he sense any malicious glances directed at him.

Even if the news of a thousandfold reward spreads quickly, it still needs time to ferment, and his disguise at this moment is flawless.

The train arrived at the station on time.

Chen Xing boarded the train with the flow of people and found his business class seat.

The carriage was elegant and quiet, with few passengers.

He put his backpack away and adjusted his seat.

Putting on the eye mask, it's like a weary traveler starting to rest.

In her mind, Xiao Xiao already had a detailed topographical map of the 024 Demon Cave and the known distribution of monsters.

The key markings for this mission area were all transmitted over.

With his eyes closed, Chen Xing rapidly memorized, analyzed, and simulated various possible scenarios in his mind.

The train sped through the night, heading southwest.

The scenery outside the window rushed past, and the city lights were gradually replaced by the darkness of the wilderness.

...

Southwest, outside Chengdu, deep in the mountains.

The rented military off-road vehicle roared along the long-neglected mountain road.

We drove all the way into the heart of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Outside the window, the scene was completely different from the 079 Demon Cave.

There are no desolate Gobi deserts or dark red soil here.

As far as the eye can see, there is an endless expanse of emerald green.

Ancient trees reach for the sky, vines entwine, and exotic flowers and plants cover the cliffs.

The air is fresh and moist, carrying the fragrance of grass and trees and the scent of earth.

Judging by the scenery alone, this place is a paradise on earth, a fairyland on earth.

However, Chen Xing was sitting in the driver's seat.

However, they dared not relax their vigilance in the slightest.

He maintained his ordinary appearance after seventy-two transformations, his eyes calmly fixed on the winding mountain road ahead.

However, Da Cheng's keen perception had already covered a radius of 500 meters.

He could clearly see that beneath this seemingly vibrant greenery lay a chilling and eerie presence.

The energy in the air is unusually active, yet it carries a corrosive fluctuation.

It is completely different from the peaceful spiritual energy of the outside world.

This energy fluctuation caused a slight stinging sensation even in his piercing eyes.

It was as if dust that could scorch the soul was floating in the air.

Moreover, as we delve deeper...

The intensity and density of these abnormal fluctuations are steadily increasing.

Even more bizarrely, it all started from entering a certain mountain pass.

The occasional chirping of birds and roaring of beasts that could be heard around us had completely disappeared.

All that remained was a deathly silence, as if even the air itself had frozen.

No birds flew over the treetops, no beasts roamed through the bushes, and not even a single insect chirped.

It's as if this vibrant forest lies beyond some unseen boundary.

It was muted, becoming a no-go zone for life.

"Brother Xing,"

Xiao Xiao's voice came through the recorder, tinged with seriousness.

"We have entered the outer zone of influence of the energy radiation from the 024 Demon Cave."

"The environment here is even more... eerie than the information describes."

"The energy field is unstable and has a strong interference and suppression effect on electronic devices and living organisms."

"Moreover, this deathly silence... is very abnormal."

"According to the energy map analysis, the official boundary of the outer buffer zone of the 024 Demon Cave is 30 kilometers ahead."

"Hmm," Chen Xing responded, his gaze sweeping over the approaching red marker on the car's navigation system.

He did not slow down, but his left hand had already quietly emerged from the Void Ring.

He took out the Shattering Staff and placed it on the passenger seat, within easy reach.

The off-road vehicle drove into a narrow canyon completely obscured by a dense canopy of trees.

The light dimmed instantly.

The wheels rolled over the thick layer of fallen leaves and decaying wood, making a dull thud.

It echoes through the silent canyon, appearing exceptionally clear.

Chen Xing's sharp eyes constantly scanned every inch of space in front, to the sides, and even above his head.

No obvious energy traps were found, and no ambush was detected.

But the faint sense of crisis in my heart did not dissipate.

After passing through the dark canyon, the view suddenly opened up.

A relatively flat clearing appeared in the woods.

The sunlight finally managed to penetrate the sparse canopy of trees, casting a few beams of light that illuminated the center of the open space.

It also illuminated the two conspicuous figures in the center of the open space.

They were a young couple dressed in traditional Miao clothing.

The man squatted on the ground, his back to the direction Chen Xinglai was coming from.

It seemed to be looking down and examining something on the ground.

He was wearing an indigo blue short-sleeved shirt and matching trousers.

She wore a hat adorned with silver ornaments, and the profile of her face beneath the brim was smooth with fair skin.

Even though he was squatting, you could still tell that he had a tall and well-proportioned figure.

The woman leaned against a towering ancient tree that required several people to encircle, her arms crossed, in a languid posture.

She wore a more elaborate and gorgeous deep purple pleated dress, with exquisite silver patterns embroidered on the hem.

She also wore a magnificent silver crown, the silver ornaments shimmering in the sunlight.

The two looked like ordinary young Miao men and women who had come out for a spring outing from a nearby mountain village.

In this remote, untouched mountain forest, I encountered two such people.

Although somewhat unexpected, it is not entirely impossible.

However, under Chen Xing's discerning eyes, this seemingly perfect disguise was as easily pierced as a thin veil.

He could clearly see that what was surging within the two people was not the blood and qi of human martial artists.

Instead, it was filled with a chilling, demonic aura!

Its strength has reached the mid-level of the fourth tier!

Moreover, the texture and operation of that demonic energy.

They all carried an ancient aura originating from the depths of their bloodline—a characteristic of king-level bloodlines!

More importantly, the two of them were disguised by the aura of peak second realm on their bodies.

Under his keen observation, it was as if it were transparent.

He could see the true power fluctuations beneath that disguise, like a lurking ferocious beast.

Judging from their demonic attributes, the men lean towards foxes, while the women lean towards butterflies.

Their presence here is no accident.

Are they on patrol? Or lying in ambush?

Or are you... fishing?

Chen Xing sneered inwardly, but his face remained impassive.

He slowly parked the car at the edge of the open space, turned off the engine, and got out of the car.

His movements were natural, and his face showed the expression of an ordinary low-level demon hunter entering an unfamiliar and dangerous area.

A degree of vigilance, curiosity, and a touch of tension were present.

He spoke in a dialect he had temporarily learned in Chengdu.

Speaking in Mandarin with a slight Sichuan accent, he took the initiative to speak, his tone tentative:

"Hey folks, what are you doing here in the middle of nowhere?"