Crossover: The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation, starting with cultivation with the Six Flowers Im

Nangong Yehua's figure turned gently in the dim light of dawn, like a fallen leaf drifting away in the wind, silently leaving the spot.

His steps were firm and rapid, each step seemingly leaving faint ripples in the air, a testament to his relentless pursuit of speed.

His gaze was sharp, piercing through layers of mist, with only one thought in his mind—to find Hashirama Senju as soon as possible, the person who filled him with both anticipation and a touch of unease.

As Nangong Yehua sped westward, the surrounding scenery unfolded and closed rapidly like a scroll painting.

Mountains, forests, and streams are just fleeting scenery in his eyes.

In his heart, there was only that place named "Gods and Demons Canyon," where perhaps the traces of Hashirama Senju were hidden, as well as the unsolved mysteries between them.

When the first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone on the entrance to the God and Demon Canyon, Nangong Yehua finally stopped.

The sight before him made him involuntarily hold his breath, as if time itself had frozen at that moment.

The God and Demon Canyon, a legendary mysterious place connecting the realms of gods and demons, is now unfolding before Nangong Yehua's eyes in its breathtaking beauty.

The two sides of the canyon are towering into the clouds, with sheer cliffs that seem to be masterpieces carved by nature with the hardest stone.

In the very center of the canyon, two giant human-shaped stone statues stand proudly, their height reaching straight into the clouds.

Even standing at a distance and looking up, one can feel an indescribable sense of majesty and oppression.

These two stone statues, one clad in a black robe with a stern face, holding a long sword pointing straight to the sky, seem to represent a supreme deity.

The other figure is clad in armor, with bulging muscles and clenched fists, seemingly ready to unleash a devastating attack at any moment, symbolizing an indomitable demon.

The two sides stand facing each other, separated only by a gently flowing river with crystal-clear water.

Yet it also carried a faint, almost imperceptible glow, as if it were not ordinary water flowing through it, but some ancient and mysterious power.

On both banks of the river, some strange plants grow, some of them are very colorful.

Emitting a faint glow, or with distorted shapes, as if their growth trajectory had been twisted by some force, they added a touch of mystery and eeriness to this deep canyon.

Asking for flowers

Intertwined with the occasional low rumble from afar, it created a symphony unique to the God and Demon Canyon.

Nangong Yehua slowly stepped into the canyon, each step appearing exceptionally heavy.

He knew full well that stepping into this place meant stepping into the unknown and danger.

Even so, there was no sign of retreat in his eyes; instead, they burned with an even more determined light.

He walked along the riverbank, his gaze shifting back and forth between the two stone statues, trying to find any clues that might lead to Hashirama Senju.

As you venture deeper, the air in the canyon seems to grow heavier, with ancient and powerful auras permeating the air, inspiring awe.

Nangong Yehua was secretly on guard. He knew that on this land favored by gods and demons, any carelessness could lead to irreversible consequences.

Just as he was intently observing everything around him, a subtle fluctuation suddenly caught his attention.

The ripples came from the river at the foot of the stone statue, as if something was quietly moving underwater.

Chapter 623 Clues about Hashirama Senju?

Nangong Yehua's gaze lingered on the river for a moment; the subtle ripples did indeed raise his alertness.

But upon closer inspection, he discovered that it was just a group of colorful fish swimming happily in the water.

They sometimes leap out of the water, drawing graceful arcs, and then quickly fall back into the water, stirring up delicate ripples.

This discovery made Nangong Yehua smile wryly, realizing that he had been tricked by a group of innocent fish called "360".

He shook his head and turned his attention back to the two giant stone statues in front of him.

These two stone statues, no matter which angle you look at them from, exude an indescribable majesty and power.

They seemed to be the gatekeepers of both the divine and demonic realms, quietly protecting this ancient land.

Nangong Yehua pondered to himself that perhaps, in order to find Hashirama Senju, he must first unravel the secret of these two stone statues.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, slowly raised his hands, palms facing up, and a faint energy began to condense in his hands.

This energy is neither pure magic nor simple martial power, but rather the result of Nangong Yehua's countless cultivations and insights.

The unique power generated by the perfect fusion of his magic and martial arts. As his hands slowly rotated...

This energy gradually coalesced into a dazzling sphere, radiating brilliant light, like a shooting star about to streak across the night sky.

"Hashirama Senju, come out!"

Nangong Yehua roared in a low voice, his tone carrying an undeniable firmness.

As he finished speaking, the energy ball in his hand suddenly flew forward, heading straight for the river between the two stone statues.

However, just as the energy ball was about to touch the water's surface...

A strange thing happened—it vanished in mid-air without warning, as if swallowed by some invisible force, leaving no trace.

This sudden change startled Nangong Yehua. He stared intently ahead, trying to find out why the energy ball had disappeared.

But just then, the sky suddenly changed. The sky, which had been clear, was now clear.

In an instant, it was shrouded in dark clouds, as if a huge black cloth had been suddenly pulled down, plunging the entire world into darkness.

Immediately afterwards, thunder roared, deafeningly loud, and streaks of lightning ripped across the sky, illuminating the entire canyon as if it were daytime.

"What's going on?" Nangong Yehua was secretly surprised; he had never seen such a strange sight before.

He looked up at the sky and saw dark clouds rolling, lightning flashing and thunder roaring, as if the whole world had fallen into chaos and turmoil at that moment.

And those lightning bolts didn't seem content with merely illuminating the sky; they seemed to be driven by some mysterious force.

The lightning bolts converged on the two stone statues, eventually forming a massive net of lightning in the air that tightly enveloped them.

As the lightning net formed, powerful energy fluctuations began to emanate from the stone statue.

Intertwined with lightning in the sky, it created a breathtaking scene.

Nangong Yehua could clearly sense that 3.4 contained an ancient and powerful force within this energy fluctuation.

It seems to be closely related to the God and Demon Canyon itself, and also seems to have countless connections with Hashirama Senju.

"Could this be... the clue that Hashirama Senju left for me?"

A sudden realization dawned on Nangong Yehua. He stared intently ahead, anticipating what would happen next.

Chapter 624 The conjecture is true

Nangong Yehua's gaze was fixed on the space between the two human-shaped stone statues, a gaze that was almost obsessive.

It was as if he wanted to see through that empty space. His eyes initially held a hint of confusion.

It was an exploration and confusion about the unknown, but as time went by, a bright light gradually began to shine through that confusion.

That was the fire of wisdom burning, the anticipation and excitement of the truth about to be revealed.

"After seeing this, I should know what's going on. It's a void space technique!"

Nangong Yehua muttered to himself, his voice revealing a sense of sudden realization. His words seemed to be an affirmation of himself.

It was also a challenge to this mysterious space. At that moment, it felt as if a door in his heart had been quietly opened.

The previously chaotic information and clues flooded into his mind like a tide, converging into a clear picture.

The art of void space is an ancient and powerful form of spatial magic, said to be able to create portals to another world.

Or perhaps a space is hidden in the cracks of the real world.

Nangong Yehua had read about this technique in an ancient magic book, but had never seen it with his own eyes, let alone imagined that he would one day face such a wonder.

As Nangong Yehua's understanding deepened, his body began to change.

With a light tap of his feet, he seemed to lift himself off the ground.

It rises slowly, like a light feather, soaring freely in the air.

His eyes shone with a determined light, a light that reflected his exploration of the unknown and his challenge to himself.

He flew toward the space between the two stone statues, not fast, but each step seemed so firm and powerful.

As he approached, the surrounding air seemed to distort, and the light in the space began to become mottled and variegated.

It was as if some powerful force was stopping him from moving forward. But Nangong Yehua did not back down.

His heart was filled with a yearning for the truth, a power that transcended everything.

Just as Nangong Yehua was about to touch that space, his body suddenly lost control.

It was as if he had been drawn into a giant vortex by an invisible force. He felt his consciousness beginning to blur.

The world around me began to spin, and everything became so unreal and surreal.

He tried to struggle, but his strength seemed so insignificant in the face of this power.

As the world spun around him, Nangong Yehua seemed to have traveled through a time tunnel, and strange scenes flashed before his eyes.

It was a world he had never seen before, full of the unknown and mystery. He felt his body shrinking.

It was as if he had been compressed into a tiny space. But at the same time, his consciousness was constantly expanding.

It felt as if I was connected to the entire universe, and I experienced an unprecedented sense of vastness and freedom.

Finally, when everything returned to calm, Nangong Yehua found that she was no longer in the same place.

He looked around and saw only a pitch-black void, with no stars, no light, only endless darkness and silence.

He felt as if his body was bound by some force, unable to move.

But at the same time, he was filled with unprecedented excitement and curiosity.

Because he knew that he had successfully passed through the spatial portal created by the Void Space Technique and arrived in a completely new world.

Chapter 625 The Void

At this moment, the God and Demon Canyon remains as tranquil and mysterious as ever.

It was as if no one had ever come, and no one had ever left.

Nangong Yehua found herself in this empty void, surrounded by darkness and endless emptiness.

It was as if the entire world had been swallowed up in this boundless chaos. His gaze traversed the void.

He tried to find a glimmer of hope or a clue, but all he received in response was deathly silence.

However, in this boundless darkness, a faint light, like the brightest star in the night sky, attracted all his attention.

The light flickered slowly in the distance, as if it were the only sign of life in this void.

Nangong Yehua's heart stirred, guessing that it might be the energy ball he had launched earlier, which had been absorbed and imprisoned here by this void space.

Without hesitation, he flew towards the light, and as he got closer, the outline of the light became clearer.

Until he finally confirmed his guess—it was indeed the energy ball he had released earlier.

It is currently suspended quietly in the void, emitting a soft and faint light.

A surge of excitement welled up in Nangong Yehua's heart; he realized that his previous guess was correct.

This void space is indeed intricately connected to Hashirama Senju. And the energy sphere was absorbed.

This further proves that this space has the ability to absorb external energy, which may be the key to unlocking Hashirama Senju's secret.

Having confirmed this, Nangong Yehua did not rush to leave. Instead, he hovered in the air and began to try to sense this void space with his own aura.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and allowed his soul to resonate with this space.

With each breath, a faint magical power began to emanate from his body, like an invisible net slowly spreading across the void.

Nangong Yehua's aura and magic traversed this void, attempting to capture any possible clues.

He sensed every corner of the virtual space, trying to understand its essence and rules.

As his perception deepened, he gradually discovered that this void space was not completely lifeless.

Instead, there was a subtle fluctuation and rhythm, as if this space itself was a huge living organism, breathing in a way he could not understand.

During the process of perception, Nangong Yehua also tried to use her magic to touch those fluctuations and attempted to communicate with them.

However, whenever his magic touched those fluctuations, it would disappear without a trace, as if sucked into an invisible black hole.

This made him realize that the power of this void was far greater than he had imagined.

Finding traces of Hashirama Senju in this space will be no easy task for him.

But Nangong Yehua was not discouraged. He firmly believed that as long as he persisted, he would definitely find the answer.