Patrol Captain

The black wind howled, and flames blazed, like a candle in the eternal night!
In a desolate valley amidst a colossal black mountain, streaks of light pierce the darkness and descend one after another.

"whoosh"

"whoosh"

"whoosh"

The sound of something cutting through the air rang out.

Streaks of light fell around the valley, and on the hilltops of varying heights, rosy clouds rose and strange phenomena arose. Amidst the clanging sounds, a great commotion arose, and the sound of the Dao resounded.

With the sound of heavenly music, a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in a white palace gown emerged from the flowing light. Her black hair cascaded like a waterfall, a dot of vermilion adorned her forehead, and she held a treasure vase. White phoenixes surrounded her, and wherever she passed, lotuses bloomed in the void, and a pure aura permeated the air. Her eyes held a pool of autumn water, which brought clarity to those who looked upon them. With each light step, her skirt swept through the darkness, as if scattering starlight.

Another golden light pierced the darkness, and an old man riding a blue lion descended from the sky. The old man held a bamboo scroll in his hand, his face was as ancient as a pine tree, and his long beard was gray. The blue lion under his feet moved step by step, with a Tai Chi halo flowing around it, which was quite extraordinary.

Another sword light flashed like lightning, crashing to the ground with a deafening roar. As the dust settled, a dozen or so swordsmen dressed in black emerged, their swords forming a forest on their backs, their eyes gleaming like lightning.

There were also scholars wearing turbans and Confucian robes, with golden auras flowing around them. This was the righteous energy cultivated to the highest level in Confucianism, capable of warding off all evil and suppressing all demons.
One after another, figures emerged from the pillars of light, each one possessing extraordinary charisma and powerful aura. Even in this desolate place, they displayed numerous unusual phenomena.

Most of these people came from various grotto-heavens!
There are more than a dozen forces, large and small, including Daoting, Lizhu, Sixiang Academy, and Jinglei Mountain.

Some of these people from the grotto ventured into the perilous place alone, while others, skilled warriors, risked their lives to fight for their lives. After entering this place one after another, they experienced its strangeness and lost some of their men. Gradually, they came together to fight against the oddities of this place.

Some chose to confront the sea of ​​lightning in the sky, going with the flow and passing through it, while others went against the endless white bones, fighting with them in the abyss below, exploring little by little.

They had also seen terrifying beings emerge from the abyss to fight against the heavenly tribulation, causing quite a stir. The dangers and mysteries involved were unknown, but many powerful beings and demons chose this seemingly more dangerous path!

Often, dead ends conceal opportunities for survival.

Moreover, many of the bones in that tide of white bones contained hidden secrets. These highly skilled cultivators from the grotto-heavens had cultivated for over a hundred or even several hundred years and had become extremely shrewd individuals. How could they not see the strangeness within them?

As they explored the abyss below, they indeed found some rare and ancient artifacts among the tide of bones.

Powerful Dao soldiers retaining their divinity; rare and precious metals and divine irons; ancient corpses with undying radiance, bodies as clear as glass, and as hard as divine iron; and even coveted fragments of luck and spiritual roots.
During this exploration, as they gradually discovered the existence of treasures, these forces that were originally united slowly dispersed. However, now, they are drawn together again by the blazing firelight.

At this moment, pairs of eyes, gleaming with a strange light, looked down at the raging flames burning in the valley below.

The flames were extremely intense, melting the rocks beneath them into scalding lava. Even from a great distance, one could feel an unbearable heat that required supernatural powers and true energy to isolate oneself.

What made everyone's pupils shrink was that a huge corpse was floating in the sea of ​​fire. The flesh and blood of the corpse had been hollowed out, leaving only a skeleton that looked like a pillar of red magma. However, there were still pieces of flesh and marks of knife and axe on the skeleton.

That sea of ​​fire was ignited by this corpse!
The grotesque appearance of this enormous skeleton clearly indicates that it is the remains of a demon, and it is still fresh and warm.

The scorching flames, like magma from the depths of the earth, dyed the long night blood red and sizzled as they burned the protective auras of the powerful beings from the surrounding caves.

A powerful aura emanated from them, making some people feel uncomfortable.

"A great demon has fallen here!" The leading swordsman of Thunderclap Mountain looked down at the huge skeleton with eyes like lightning, his tone filled with surprise and gloom.

This indicates that there is even greater danger below; even a great demon has perished here, its flesh and blood drained away. "Even a great demon could not escape; it must be those dead creatures in the Bone Fortress?" The white-robed fairy of Lizhu Cave Heaven opened her lips, her voice tinged with worry.

They had encountered terrifying creatures with bone fortresses in other directions. These creatures had grown flesh and blood, and their aura was comparable to that of dragons and tigers. Especially in this strange place, where their cultivation and five senses were suppressed, they were extremely difficult to deal with. Fortunately, there were many of them, so they escaped unscathed and even gained a considerable amount of wealth.

"I'm afraid not. You didn't notice that this demon's injury was in its head, pierced by some kind of being, a fatal blow!" At the Four Symbols Academy, a Confucian gentleman, his eyes gleaming with mysterious light, slowly shook his head, looking at the corpse below. The corpse's entire body was riddled with only a shattered skull, pierced through from front to back, and its primordial spirit had vanished.

"To be able to subdue a great demon like this, it must be a terrifying being beneath this abyss. Everyone should be prepared. Do you intend to stop and retreat now, or continue?"

Upon hearing this, the powerful figures from all sides who had gathered all changed their expressions and their eyes flickered.

A great demon perished here in such a tragic manner.

Even some of the dragons and tigers among them had their pupils constricted.

This is not a joke.

However, many forces, based on the treasures they have collected, have deduced that there may be something amazing beneath the abyss, and they are all hesitant to make a decision.

While everyone was struggling with this,

Among these figures, in a certain spot, someone's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and a streak of light swiftly flew towards the sea of ​​fire in the valley below!

This action quickly alerted the other forces.

A variety of gazes, some sharp and some filled with surprise and doubt, were cast toward this spot.

"Yushan, what are you doing?" A low shout rang out, carrying an aged voice and a powerful aura.

Among the group, several people were dressed differently. The leader was an old man wearing a silver iron suit with a tiger head embroidered on the collar. He had a thick white beard on his chin, a tall and imposing figure, and a pair of deep eyes that exuded a domineering aura.

This old man was none other than an old dragon-tiger!
The one being questioned was a middle-aged man dressed in a scholar's robe, who was emitting a stream of light.

At this moment, Jin Yushan's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he looked down at the valley below, and his hand seals changed.

The light retrieved an object from the sea of ​​fire and lava and quickly put it away.

"Where to go?"

Some people tried to stop it, mistaking it for a treasure, and took action to intercept it.

Shatter the flowing light.

Inside was a tattered battle flag, half of which had been burned.

It's embroidered with black backgrounds and gold-edged mountain patterns! (End of Chapter)