Covering the Sky: Simultaneous transmigration, but both clones are women.

Chapter 85 Two Demons Captured, Ten Thousand Demon Valley

The white cat raised a paw and pointed towards the deepest part of the mountain.

That direction leads deeper into the Kunlun Mountains, into a wild and uninhabited area above the snow line.

Ye Chen stood up and put the white cat on his shoulder.

Su Rou's claws hooked onto his collar, steadying her body, and she nestled her whole body in the crook of his neck, like a fluffy scarf.

"Let's go, let's rescue them."

With a thought, Ye Chen unleashed a black divine rainbow from beneath his feet, lifting him into the air.

The mountain wind howled, and my clothes fluttered in the wind.

He strode towards the direction the white cat pointed, stepping on the divine rainbow. His speed was not fast, but every step was steady and powerful.

The white cat on his shoulder clung tightly to his collar. The wind was so strong that it couldn't open its eyes, but it refused to pull its head back, stubbornly tilting its face upwards to face the wind with its furry cat face.

Ye Chen glanced down and couldn't help but chuckle.

"It's cuter now that it's smaller."

The white cat turned its head, its amber eyes glaring at him, its mouth opening and closing as it made a protesting "meow" sound.

Ye Chen ignored it and continued flying forward.

The mountains receded rapidly beneath our feet, their snow-capped peaks and glaciers like ribbons of silk.

The deeper they flew, the richer the essence of heaven and earth became, and the air was filled with a wild and desolate atmosphere.

After flying for about a hundred miles, a huge valley appeared ahead.

This valley was more than ten times larger than the previous one, surrounded by mountains on all sides. The cliffs were as if carved by a knife and axe, and were reddish-brown, looking as if they were soaked in blood under the setting sun.

The valley floor was shrouded in mist, obscuring its depth. One could only faintly hear the roar of flowing water, as if a great river was rushing through the valley.

Deep within the valley lies a massive cave.

The cave entrance is an irregular oval shape, about ten zhang high and five or six zhang wide, with rough chisel marks on the edges, as if it had been forcibly carved out by something.

Above the cave entrance, three huge characters are written in iron and silver: Ten Thousand Demon Valley.

The handwriting is ancient and vigorous, each stroke as if carved with a sharp blade, exuding a savage and arrogant domineering style.

Ye Chen hovered in mid-air, looking at the two words, his brows furrowing slightly.

Ten Thousand Demons.

This name doesn't sound like a respectable place.

The white cat on his shoulder began to tremble, its claws gripping his collar tightly, and a low whimper escaping its throat.

"Is this the place?"

The white cat nodded vigorously.

Ye Chen patted its head, took it off his shoulder, and tucked it into his clothes.

"Stay put and don't make a sound!"

The white cat huddled inside the clothes, only its small head peeking out, its amber eyes fixed intently on the cave ahead.

Ye Chen stepped on the divine rainbow and slowly descended to the cave entrance.

The cave was deep and dark, its depths obscured, with only gusts of foul wind emanating from it, carrying the stench of rotting flesh and excrement.

He stood at the cave entrance and listened for a moment. He could faintly hear low breathing and the rattling of chains dragging on the ground.

Lift your foot, take a step, and enter the cave.

The cave was much more spacious than he had imagined. The passageway was wide, and there were many grooves carved into the stone walls on both sides, which were inlaid with luminous minerals that emitted a dim yellow light.

The ground was paved with rough stone slabs, and there were dark red stains between the slabs, it was hard to tell if it was blood or something else.

After walking for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, the passageway suddenly opened up into a bright and spacious area.

A huge cavern came into view.

The cave is circular with a high dome that is several tens of feet high.

The surrounding stone walls are riddled with holes of all sizes, densely packed together, like a honeycomb.

In the very center of the cave, a rough stone platform rose high, covered with the fur of some unknown monster, dark and emitting a strong, foul odor.

Beside the stone platform, two thick stone pillars are secured with iron chains.

At the other end of the chain were two demonic beasts.

A black bull.

A green snake.

The black bull was enormous, measuring three zhang (approximately 10 meters) long from head to tail. Its body was jet black, its fur glossy, its hooves thick as pillars, and a pair of curved horns on its head pointed skyward, their tips sharp as spears.

It was chained to a stone pillar, with a heavy iron ring around its neck. The ring had sharp spikes on its edges that were deeply embedded in its flesh, and thick scabs had formed on the wound.

The green snake was coiled up, its entire body as green as jade, its scales gleaming with a cold, eerie light in the dim yellow glow.

It was much longer than a black ox, measuring four or five zhang (approximately 10-15 meters), and its body was thicker than a water bucket.

But they were firmly chained and could only huddle under the stone pillar, unable to even lift their heads.

Black Bull's eyelids twitched, as if he sensed someone approaching.

Those large, copper-bell-shaped eyes were bloodshot, their pupils cloudy, and when they looked over, they carried a numbness and wariness that had been tormented for a long time.

The green snake slowly raised its head, its scarlet tongue flicking in and out of the air, its vertical pupils reflecting Ye Chen's image.

Ye Chen stood in the center of the cave hall, looking at the two demonic beasts chained together, his brows furrowing slightly.

The mind, with its seven orifices of exquisite beauty, slowly turned.

Black Bull's inner thoughts floated out first, rough and deep, carrying a long-suppressed weariness.

Here we go again—another blood draw?

[I've already given you all the techniques I know—there really aren't any left—if I keep drawing, I'll be completely drained—]

The Green Snake's inner thoughts were more fragmented, as if they had been crushed by something, coming out in fits and starts.

[Brother Meng is holding on—and I have to hold on too—]

But I really can't take it anymore—that beast just keeps going on and on—

Three years have passed—and it still wants more—we really have nothing left—

As Ye Chen listened to these two heartfelt words, the temperature in his eyes gradually dropped.

He walked up to the black bull and placed his hand on its lowered head.

Beneath the rough fur, you can feel the joints and the scabbed scars.

The black bull's body stiffened abruptly, then began to tremble violently, its hooves pawing the ground, and the iron chains rattled loudly as they were pulled.

In those cloudy eyes, fear and a kind of disbelief mingled together.

"Brother Meng".

Ye Chen spoke, his voice not loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the empty cave.

Black Bull suddenly stopped moving.

Its eyes widened, staring intently at the young man before it. Its pupils trembled, and its mouth opened and closed, emitting only a low moo.

【Brother Ye————】

Is that Brother Ye?

Am I dreaming?

Ye Chen patted its forehead and turned to walk towards the green snake.

The enormous green snake was coiled under the stone pillar, its body marked with deep welts from the iron chains, most of its scales had fallen off, revealing the grayish-blue flesh beneath.

It raised its head, its vertical pupils reflecting Ye Chen's face, its scarlet tongue flicking in and out rapidly.

[Brother Ye—is it really you?]

You're really back!

Ye Chen crouched down, looking the green snake in the eye.

"I'm back!"

The green snake's body trembled violently, then went limp and collapsed to the ground, as if it had finally let down its guard at this moment.

Ye Chen stood up, walked to the stone pillar, reached out and grabbed the iron chain, which was as thick as a baby's arm, and twisted it sharply.

Click.

The iron chain snapped instantly.